Chapter 602: I have been young

Before making the iron porch.
The flame mask stood densely, and every once in a while someone stood out and stood forward.
-Never return.
They use their flesh and life to stop the beast from attacking.
Waiting for reinforcements.
Behind them, an iron wall was slowly rising.
However, even if it is a disciple who is passed down by the great master of secret methods, it is clear that the sixth-order monster in the realm cannot be stopped by this wall alone.
Their only hope is to wait for the reinforcement of the city's owner.
"Why haven't the people in Overlord City come yet?"
Someone gritted his teeth and his knees trembled.
Even they are not afraid.
"They've decayed long ago!"
At the end of this group of people, the true mysterious master craftsman, the white-haired old man half-rooted in the ground, sneered.
"They have long forgotten what the purpose of the city was."
The old man's tone was disappointed and sad.
"Behind the fine iron city walls, the strong felt safe. They only wanted to fight for power, but they didn't think of how the ancestors of the old ancestors took away the vitality in the mouth of the beast."
"Today, I am here, and the iron porch is here."
"If I am not there, the iron entrance will be dead!"
"To be honest, the destruction of such a city is also days."
Having said that, his blood was still flowing, the blood mixed into the soil and turned into fine iron.
Even if disappointed with the world, the ideal of the master craftsman is still to save the world and the people!
"Master!"
The flame masks were indignant and angry, they cried together and wept silently.
"coming!"
The disciples in front of the reconnaissance suddenly exclaimed, and not far from the front, a white meteor was crushed and crushed. Several disciples shouted and rushed together to stop, but it was like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and they were smashed into powder!
These people give their lives, but they can only stop Ni Maer's footsteps.
"I'm not afraid of death."
Nie Maer paused. The original white armor had turned bright red, and the expression on his face was even hesitant.
This is the blood of these dead men.
However, Nie Maer didn't care, and he patted his hands, as if wielding a trivial fly.
People in flame masks gathered together and waited.
But Nie Ma'er did not look at them at all, and his gaze remained on the white-haired old man in the crowd.
"You are the descendant of the secret master of this generation of overlord city?"
He squinted his eyes and said, "Does it look like the fuel is almost exhausted? Is it true that the disciples ca n’t choose the heirs they want? I did n’t have to make a special trip if I knew it, as long as I wait for you to die Then, the iron-making entrance will perish naturally. "
"Bold!"
In the eyes of these flame-masked people, the master craftsman is like a god, how can it be so insulting?
At the moment, several people leaped high, urging the dust to turn into an iron dragon, and attacked Nie Ma'er.
Nie Maer didn't care, and waved his hands. These people could get close to him in the future, and they were torn into pieces of flesh and scattered in the air.
The gray-haired old man changed his face slightly, and Shen said, "Don't bother him, hold on to the formation."
He was motionless, but only devoted all his energy to the construction of the iron wall behind him.
auzw.com Anyway, even if he is dead, he wants to keep the iron entrance.
"Want to use your all-blood black iron array?"
Nie Maer gave a smirk.
"Even if it's grouped for you, what's the use? Can you still stop me?"
He was so spared that he wasn't worried at all.
"Do you even know the black iron formation?"
The gray-haired old man looked sternly and asked, "Who the are you? As a human race, don't you feel ashamed to take refuge in fierce beasts?"
This beastheart knows that making the iron porch was originally amazing.
But perhaps the orc-hearted man penetrated tightly and obtained this secret location, but the mysterious iron formation, the master secret master of non-secret methods, did not know, how could this person know?
"Huh! What a wicked heart is dead?"
Nie Maer laughed wildly, "Why do you know that I know the Bloody Xuantie Formation? Then of course I was once a member of this formation!"
what?
There was a commotion in the Flame Mask.
The members of the Wanxuan Xuantie Formation, who are the disciples of the Secret Master, are also expected to become the guardians of the Iron Xuanguan, just like them!
Such a person should dedicate everything to the welfare of the human race, sacrificing everything in order to protect.
Actually will be transformed into orcs?
"You bullshit, how can a person like you pass the trial of blood?"
Someone filled with indignation and roared on the spot.
Nie Maer sneered: "I was young and frivolous, and I was full of blood! But what did I get? It was just betrayal and insult!"
"The Secret Master is passed down by people, and he speaks nicely, but he is just a generation of male thieves and son-in-laws!"
His eyes were red, and these words were so stern that he didn't know what he had experienced.
King Luo Datian hid behind, just felt like sitting on a needle.
He couldn't wait for Nie Maer to quickly show off his mighty power and wipe out all these strange and strange people. As for the consequences, he couldn't help it.
If we procrastinate like this, God knows what will happen.
But he was not good at urging, and could only be secretly anxious.
The white-haired old man also seems to be deliberately delaying time, Shen Shen asked: "You are the city who was sworn as a Iron Man? Which master's heritage is accepted? How can you deceive the ancestor to this end, have you forgotten the oath that day?"
Asking something at this point is actually meaningless.
But the white-haired old man himself knows that even if the 10,000 blood Xuan Tie array is formed, it is not an opponent of the sixth level of Godland, which can only be delayed for more than a moment.
"Oath? Hehe."
Nie Ma'er said aloud, word by word: "Incarnate iron and blood, keep my strong city? What you said, what is really going to happen, shouldn't we let the cannon fodder die?"
"If you die, you die. That's nothing, but in no case should my parents, wives and children be harmed! Iron blood is precious, aren't our blood in vain?"
He was like a mad tiger, remembering the past, and growled.
This was Nie Ma'er's lifelong obsession. Now that the beast spirit is in the body, stimulating his spirit and brain, he is not very normal anymore, he just remembers hatred and anger.
The gray-haired old man was speechless for a moment.
He also knows that everything is unfair. This kind of tragedy will not know how painful it is without falling on you.
"Even so, you can also sue the Master of the Secret Master to pass on it, and you will be able to make justice for you. Why should you give up?"
The white-haired old man knew he was weak, but he tried to persuade him.
"I'm not giving up!"
Nie Ma'er suddenly opened his eyes wide and blood was shining.
"I want revenge!"
He showed his cold white teeth, and his murderous spirit was stunned!