Chapter 743: Tribal assembly

The Eastern Red Day rose.
On the hills of Chiyang, the ancient Taiwu Jinwujing of the giant mulberry screams a high-pitched voice. It opened its wings and opened its mouth, swallowing one deep toward the red sun of the East.
The sky is rolling, and large clouds are coming in the direction of Chiyang Mountain.
In the distant red sun, it is faintly visible that it is a hundred times smaller than the hair. Only a hundred-foot-long red light flies out, and it is swallowed into the belly by Jinwujing. The semi-transparent Jinwujing 魄 嘎 的 screamed, the voice filled with anxiety and dissatisfaction.
Obviously, the essence of this big day flying in the red day is too little, too little.
When Jin Wujing screamed, Wu Tie came out from the beginning. He nodded to the cognac and straightened his palms with his nails. The palms pressed heavily on the shackles and began to recite an ancient curse.
A little bit of blood infiltrated into the beginning of the day, and with the singer of Wu Tie, the beginning of the rumbling of the rumbling, began to slowly shrink. Gradually, from the beginning of the diameter, the size of the fist is reduced to the size of the fist, spewing starlight, quietly suspended above the palm of the witch.
"It’s mine, it’s mine.
Witch iron smiled, then rushed out of the top of his head, rolled up the beginning of the day, and rolled him into the body.
The height is a little shrunk, and nearly 10% of the power of the soul has been integrated into the rear of the deity of the body of the gods, and the jade discs with a diameter of tens of thousands of feet give off a bright light. On the edge of the jade dish, three thousand lotus leaves, eight thousand four thousand lotus leaves without wind, and swaying a large number of rhymes.
In the middle of the jade dish, three large flower buds swayed lightly.
One of the flower buds once swallowed the sword of Ou Yezi, and now it is pregnant inside a certain strange existence.
It was unwelcome at the beginning of the day, and it was directly drilled into the middle of the flower bed. A glimpse of strange powers came from the void, and was constantly absorbed by the flowers, and then injected into the shackles.
An extremely low, extremely long breathing sound came from the flowerbed.
Wu Tie felt the ease and pleasure of the beginning, and the feeling was like a traveler who had traveled tens of thousands of miles in the desert, who was already thirsty and starved to death. He suddenly found an oasis and opened a fruit. Drinking juice.
The breath of the beginning was immediately improved.
"I don't think that you have done so many things. Actually, there is such a great merit. It is my luck." At the beginning, I was satisfied with the sigh: "Now, let your whistling whip let me break down and absorb it. Very good, but your refining technique is too bad."
Wu Tie seems to be able to see the look of the face when he is too early.
"The means of your refining, don't say that compared with the semi-sacred ones that I knew in the past. You can't even compare the 18th generation's grandchildren. It's awful, it's really terrible. It's really I wasted a good material for this whip."
Wu Tiegan coughed and took out the whip from the sleeves and gently rubbed it for a while.
Playing the whip, Wu Tie has feelings for him. After all, it is the baby that he personally refines, and it has always been the enemy to win, and the whip has helped the Wutie a lot.
However, as it is said at the beginning of the day, good materials, refining, and the power of the whip, can no longer keep up with the fighting needs of Wu Tie. Perhaps it makes more sense to use him in exchange for the healing of the injury at the beginning of the day.
Thinking of the state rule in the northern frontiers of the Wu Kingdom, which was being attacked wildly by the Xueyuan tribes, Wu Tie suddenly made up his mind, and when he was thinking, he flew into the flower garden where the Taichu was located.
A roar, Zijin Rui gas rushing, the entire jade dish has become radiant and radiant.
The whiplash was too early, but it was smashed with a single blow, and it was blown into a tiny particle, and it flew into the body of the Tai Chi. Seeing the cracks on the surface of countless spider webs from the beginning, the dozens of finest cracks are getting lighter and thinner.
Wu Tie repeatedly breathed a sigh of relief, turned and smiled at the dry.
"Okay, now, continue to do things right."
Do not allow to talk, Wu Tie backed his hands and strode away from the cave. Therefore, Wu Tie discovered a very magical sight.
It is decided that because of the relationship between the beginning and the beginning, when Wu Tie walks, he can clearly feel that his body is surrounded by water. His body crossed these flowing waters, swaying a trace of shackles, swaying large and small vortexes, and then these swivels, these vortexes spread in all directions, affecting the entire world.
This influence...
Wu Tie inexplicably found a sentence in the knowledge of the old iron heritage: "A butterfly in the primitive jungle of the south, inadvertently fanning the wings, in the northern seas and seas, set off a devastating storm..."
Space, time, and the avenue of all things are linked through the causal relationship in the underworld.
Every decision of Wu Tie, every action, will have a corresponding impact on other things between heaven and earth. These influences, big or small, may be like a breeze, or they may break the country.
The whole mind of Wu Tie is immersed in this wonderful feeling.
What he saw and what he perceived became more and more strange. Gradually, the picture he saw became a black and white discrete scroll. Everyone collapsed into a flat picture, vividly embedded in the picture.
Time, in front of Wu Tie, showed his true colors.
Wu Tie has a strange feeling. As long as he destroys a certain picture in this state, he can cause irreversible damage to certain people and things in the picture.
Moreover, it can be traced back.
Wu Tie step by step to the exit of this cave, he constantly spurred this strange ability, and looked forward to the picture that had appeared around the Chiyang Mountain.
When Wu Tie arrived at the entrance of the cave, Wu Tie saw hundreds of gods with a strong flash of light shining from the sky, screaming and rushing to the Chiyang Mountain. Among those gods, Wu Tie saw an acquaintance figure - Aconitum.
That is definitely aconite.
I used to take a look at the rams and the uncles.
The ram's three considerations were killed by Wu Tie, but Aberdeen did not know what to do, and did not come forward to preside over justice for the ram.
Wu Tie calculated the time, which is probably something more than 10,000 years ago.
At that time, Chiyang Shenshan did not know how to anger the gods, so the gods descended on a small team and launched a raid on the Chiyang Mountain. However, under the time when the time was too early, under the madness of Jinwujing, this squad was killed and wounded, and fled back to the sky.
"Aconite!"
Wu Tie’s hand shone with black and white light. He reached out and pressed the picture, then the palm of his hand flashed, and the picture completely shattered.
Shot, then nothing seems to happen.
Wu Tie looked around and it seemed that nothing had happened.
Shaking his head, Wu Tie looked at his right hand with a bit of incomprehensibility, and then Shen Sheng said: "Do it right, it’s too different, and you have to think carefully."
Wu Wu is retreating in his own palace in the place where Wu Tie does not know.
A piece of soul crystal, a essence, just suspended around him, constantly improving his strength, constantly scouring the blood he has been constant.
The blood is loosening, the power is rising, and the foundation is increasing. The aconite can perceive its progress every moment.
Then, the inexplicable blow suddenly came.
There are no signs and no precautions. The aconite suddenly has a severe pain in the whole body. Then there are countless bones in the body. There are hundreds of deep bone wounds in the body, and a large number of blood rushes out. It dyed the large ground of his palace.
Wu Tau was miserable, twitching and falling to the ground, then screaming hysterically: "Save... Help..."
In Tianwu City, the aconite blood standing in a secret house of Gong’s is a sigh, and the whole body is smashed.
In addition to the opening of Wuwu City, on the mainland of the um, the other dozens of avatars that aconite cultivated with their own blood, are divided into dozens of avatars throughout the mainland, and collapse at the same time.
The souls of dozens of points went out at the same time and collapsed. The pain came and the soul of the head of the aconite was almost broken. He was so miserable that he fainted directly. Dozens of black-headed subordinates rushed into his palace, and looked at the stunned aconite with a slap in the face, completely unable to understand what happened.
Heavy blows, horrible blows.
However, it was inexplicable. Wutou did not understand what happened. The people of the genius of the gods did not notice any wrong things.
Wu Tie did not know the consequences of his abrupt attack. He just stood on the top of the Chiyang God and looked at the huge ancient mulberry in front of him.
The five-way Taoist people stood in front of the ancient mulberry, and their hands were pressed on the thick trunk of the ancient mulberry. The force of a trace of greenwood constantly rushed out from the body of the five-way road, slowly infiltrating into the ancient mulberry body.
Standing in the treetops, Taikoo Jinwujing slowly lowered his head and looked at the five-way Taoist people with a trace of doubt.
The five-way singer whispered softly: "Wake up, wake up, I can feel you... wake up, wake up, listen to me..."
Wu Tie looked at it for a while and was trying to communicate with the five-way Taoist people in Gusang. He shook his sleeves: "Get started."
Dry nodded, then, a low bell rang in the foothills of the Shenshan Mountain in Chiyang, and the fluttering winds spread out all the way, far away.
In the endless land of the south, three thousand gods and ancestors sit in the town, and the most powerful tribes, when the bells on the top of the mountain in Chiyang are ringing, there are also melodious bells.
Among the 3,000 tribes, there were horror sounds, and then a ray of light rushed to the sky, and the wind and fire rushed toward the Chiyang Mountain.
When the bell rang, the cousin's father, the last mountain master of Chiyang Shenshan, was kneeling on his roof, holding a sea bowl of mutton noodles, and he was sweating.
The cognac was born tall and burly, but the cognac was a short cognac, especially a big bald head and no hair. Under the rising red sun, the huge bald red fluttered, and a drop of sweat continued to flow down the scalp.
A large bowl of lamb noodles with at least three or two days of pepper powder was eaten, and the bells were heard.
Looking up, dry and gloomy face snorted: "Is that small - miscellaneous - kind of back?"
Several old men wearing cyan paired gowns and gloomy faces flashed out of the air out of thin air. An old man with a very high body and a machete around his waist said: "It should be... This dog-mother-raised small-hetero-species."
Cognac smashed the sea bowl directly on the roof of the house, wiped the oily soup with the sleeves, and wiped the sweat from the scalp.
"He didn't go to squatting at the little-婊--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Go and see, sooner or later, he will take the Chiyang Mountain as a home, sell it... sooner or later."
The old man with a machete around his waist looked at the dryness: "When you were born, Lao Tzu should suffocate you in the water tank."
Dry and screaming and cursing: "What about me?"
The old man gave a dry look: "Who made you have such a son?"
The dry face became dark and lacquered. He also glanced at the old man with a sullen look. He lifted his foot and rushed to the sky, and then it was a step. He fell directly at the foot of the mountain in the sanglin, a great On the roof of the main hall.
There are a lot of fires flying in all directions. It is extremely easy for the masters of the gods and the real world to fly thousands of miles in a thousand miles. The ancestors of the ancestors of the 3,000 tribes rushed in, and stood alone in the air to bow to the cognac.
After two quarters of time, there are more than 3,000 ancestors from all the tribes in the sky, standing in the air, and doing the same thing as you say me.
Although Cognac is the current mountain lord, Cognac has been paying attention to the blasphemy in the Fusui Kingdom.
Today, the real responsibility for the daily management of Chiyang Shenshan is still dry. In the hearts of many tribal elders, there is really no deep impression.
Cognac deliberately squatted on the roof and chatted with the old acquaintances about their respective tribes. This year, there are many talented dolls in the family. How many animals have been added to the family? Where did you find a large vein, and from which secret, you found a congenital soldier.
Everyone laughed and slobbered, and for a moment they forgot to go to the hall to discuss matters.
In the end, the dry and savage smashed out of the hall and shouted: "What are you doing? All come in to the deity... The deity, there are important things to say."
He coughed and cried, looked at the cognac: "Is it back?"
Dry eyes and a dry look, said dryly: "Returned... Well, this time, I have serious things to say... for us, it is good."
Dry and laughed a few times, stood up and patted the buttocks, and said: "China, come, the old brothers are listening, what can this kid have?"
In the large hall, which is large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, the cognac sits on a throne carved by a huge stone. Three thousand tribal ancestors sit in front of him and look at him happily. .
"To tell everyone a good thing... The deity found a way, ready to take everyone, and walked north." Cognac smiled and said: "North, there is a big country, incomparably rich, outstanding people, really a place of prosperity The little girl there, the water is spiritual; the silk satin on the other side, you have never seen it; there is the best wine, the supreme food, the countless gold and silver jewelry..."
Cognac interrupted his words: "Less nonsense, good things, will not fall from the sky. These treasures, little girl, what we want... But what are we going to pay?"
Cognac coughed: "The big country in the north, the famous Wu State. They are facing the invasion of the snowfields in the north, we help them fight, they give us a reward, it is as simple as that."
In the hall, there was no time for it to be silent.