Chronicles of Heaven

People are more annoying.

This is the case with Wu Tie. The Anguo affairs are still in a mess, and Huang Wei and others are so busy that they almost vomit blood. They have not been able to take care of things clearly. The fox has already declared the world, and the grace of the gods is about to come.

This is the third day that Wu Tie left Qingqiu City and returned to Anzhen.

In the evening, the weather is very good, the sky is clean, the blue sky is like a crystal, with a heavy, very textured white cloud hanging on it.

A red sun hangs on the west side of the hill. The red light is half red and the sky is still blue.

There are some places farther away from Anzhen City, and there are people in other small towns, villages and farms. Some of Yuzhou's well-known surnames are above the famous mountains and rivers, and the private army of the wealthy family has occupied the site early.

The sacred decree of Linghu Qingqing clearly tells the people of the world that the gods will open the ‘the heavenly ban’, lower the essence of the infinite stars, and bless the Qingqiu Kingdom.

However, the heavens and the earth have their own fixed numbers and fate. The gods have lowered the essence of the stars, and it is impossible for all beings to treat them equally. Some people are destined to get more, some are destined to be less, some will be more, and some will be less.

Some caves are blessed, and the essence of Star Power will be as strong as water; in some barren wilderness, the essence of Star Power will be as thin as fog.

In general, the closer to the core state of Qingqiu City, the more intense the essence of Star Power will be; the more the famous mountains and rivers and the caves of the earth, the star power essence will be more and more brilliant.

Ordinary people can only look forward to their own courtyards, and those who have strength and strength have a good preparation.

Star Power Essence not only can wash the babies still in the mother's womb, so that they can obtain better cultivation qualifications; some monks who practice special exercises can get infinite benefits directly from the stars.

And those rich family members are well-informed, and the seven-day and seven-night star power essences are madly refined, which is enough for them to promote the Heavenly Soldiers cast by their own strongmen into the weapon of the gods comparable to ordinary congenital spirits.

And those Lingbao, which are already very powerful, are able to swallow the stars and make themselves more sophisticated and more spiritual.

This will be a grand feast, the grace of the gods who are on the top of the Qingqiu Kingdom.

Thirty-six four-story warships hovered over the Anzhen, and the witch iron plate sat on the bow of a four-role battleship, slightly looking up and staring around. The position of the Four Spirits battleship is extremely high. Wu Tie can see far and far, seeing the powerful monks who can't wait to be suspended in the air and wait quietly.

Even Wu Tie can see the complex eyes of those big families.

Wu Tie couldn't help but grin, the smile was complicated and heavy.

In retrospect, I was valued by the two old monsters, the witch and the imperial, and the identity of the fake Huo Xiong sneaked into the Dajin Kingdom. In just a few years, what happened was like a dream, grotesque, unpredictable, let Witch iron is a bit unacceptable.

"Air transport?" Wu Tie remembered the words of witch prison and blameless.

Perhaps, he is really a man of luck.

Far and near, tens of thousands of miles around Anzhen, Wu Tie in the extremely visible height of this high range, at least millions of monks quietly suspended.

If you are high, stand taller.

Repaired low, standing a little shorter.

I want to come, at this moment, the Kyushu sealland owned by Angkor of Wushi Tie, over the sky and the sky, all over the mountains and rivers, are all the same?

Everyone is looking at the sky, waiting quietly for the moment when the stars fall.

Just like the tranquility before the storm, at this moment, the entire Qingqiu Kingdom is quiet, and even the most busy large-scale space gates on weekdays have become extremely quiet. There are very few ships entering and leaving.

'Boom'!

A bell rang in the city of Anzhen.

Intricately, countless five elements of the elves formed a military array, like a cloud of clouds flying into the sky.

The Wujin brothers flew into the sky with a dozen of Wolverine squads, mixed in the five-line elf squad, suspended in the four spirits battleship.

Wu Tie stood up and walked to the forefront of the bow. He carried his hands and looked at the monks floating in the air.

Whether it is a wealthy family, or a civilian, whether it is a cold scribe, or a military.

Wu Tie has a bold idea. He wants to give an impressive memory to all the monks in Anguo on the night of starlight. He is prepared to use some means of more violent points to let all the people in Anguo remember their own.

"You have to understand that at this moment, you are standing on the territory of Anguo." Witch iron strangely smiled: "The grass and the wood here, the sand and the soil, and even every starlight, belong to me."

"So... you have to use it for me." Wu Tie smiled very brightly: "Of course, you can choose to leave. I don't care. I only care about this land, the space for survival on this side, but as for you... I don't care."

A stream of light flew from the city of Anzhen, and Feng Feng fell lightly next to Wu Tie's body, his brows swelled, and his face was hesitant.

"What's wrong?" Wu Tie looked at Yan Feng.

I can see that Feng Feng has something to worry about.

"Nothing." Yan Feng brows slightly stretched out, and said: "The messenger sent by the family has just arrived at Anzhen, wants to see you, and I am sent away."

"Hey?" Wu Tie provoked a brow. Without opening, Feng Feng naturally understood what he wanted to ask.

Shaking his head, Yan Feng suddenly smiled easily: "They are sad now. After all, change the dynasty to replace the new lord. There are some foreigners in Linghu's territory who want to invade some industries in the Fengshan public domain. They can't hold back the pressure. I want to ask you for help."

Wu Tie ‘oh’, he narrowed his eyes.

Xiaofeng smiled slightly, standing side by side with Wu Tie, and sighed softly: "Yujia is a family, I am me... If they are useful to you, use...useless, just abandon it."

With a slight smile, Yan Feng hugged his hands on his chest and looked at the red sun that slowly descended from the western hills: "Before, I used the Black Phoenix Army to fight in the southwest. What is it for? Family? Father's hope? So much. Uncle, the expectation of the soldiers? Or, for the sake of the family's foundation? Fengshangong's seal?"

"But now, with you for so many years, I have already thought very thoroughly."

A black magical flame rises up and wraps the whole phoenix. Yan Feng smiled and said: "I am alive, I am strong, the father and the black phoenix's prestige, the pride and glory of the family, will always exist."

"We will live very well... better live." Witch iron reached out and gently patted the head of Yan Feng, and Feng Feng smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"Look, this land is ours. Our loved ones, our friends, our comrades-in-arms, our brothers and sisters, can live well here, and will get better and better." Said: "Sunshine rain, sun, moon and stars, all this is what they should enjoy, and we will try our best to protect."

"It used to be a family, even those in the southwest, who have been wiped out by us, and the more powerful enemies we might face in the future... In short, we will be more and more together. it is good."

Wu Tie smiled and said: "In our way, use our method."

Yan Feng blinked and turned his head to the side, rubbing his eyes and laughing at Wu Tie.

Her breath is slightly gentler than that of the Black Phoenix Army in the southwestern Daze Prefecture. It is no longer so cold and chilling. Only in a gentle atmosphere, there is a stronger force in the birth.

Wu Tie’s words are a bit vague.

But Yan Feng can feel it.

In the southwest, they are trying to spell out a space for survival.

Nowadays, apart from their continued struggle, their more important task is to guard what they have already got.

Guardian, harder than hard work.

Therefore, they have to become stronger and their eyes should be longer. As long as they have given Jiang Feng strong pressure and confusion, this moment is just a little bit insignificant, and can be thrown away at any time.

As the phoenix himself said, ‘use it, use it, don’t use it, just discard it’!

That's it.

‘咚,咚咚’.

The Wujin brothers were like a meteorite landing, and they were squatting on the four-sword battleship. They strode to the side of Wu Tie, and grinned at the phoenix.

Yan Feng looked at the Wujin brothers three in a daze.

Wu Tie did not know where to recruit a group of people, Qi Feng knows.

But what is the origin of Wu Jin... Why do they dare to stand side by side with Wu Tie? As she and Wu Tie?

"They are, my brother." Wu Tie looked at Yan Feng sideways, slowly and calmly said: "I am with my father... my brother."

Yan Feng stayed.

She looked at Wu Tie, and then looked at the three brothers of the Wujin brothers. After a while, she put down her hands and awkwardly bowed to Wu Jin, Wu Yin and Wu Tong.

Although wearing a soft armor, the phoenix line is the standard etiquette of the folk woman to see the brothers.

The three 嘿嘿 嘿嘿 of the Wujin brothers smiled and nodded. They were a little embarrassed and embarrassed at one time.

These three guys let them go to the battlefield to kill them. They are the top players, but... Wu Tie suddenly clarified the relationship between the people. When Feng Feng suddenly saw such a serious courtesy, they were a little scratched.

"This matter, for the time being, you and the old iron know." Wu Tie took the small hand of Yan Feng and said softly: "Remember what I said in the Southwest?"

Yan Feng smiled, straightened his body, and shouldered shoulders with Wu Wu, standing tight together.

You don't need any pledges, you don't need any passion. Since I first saw it in the southwest, and from the mutual support of that situation to today, this world is like a tide, can have a reliable shoulder, can rely on the difficulties of living together to face life... This is enough.

Yan Feng is a stubborn woman.

Otherwise, she will not take the daughter's body, rule the army, and fight for the family business and the father's name.

Therefore, she has a little rib, and she has identified a road. She will go black in one way.

Take control of your king, control your celebrity, control your city butcher, and control your evil devils. In short, you will recognize it, shoulder to shoulder, and fight against everything. This is good. Needless to say nonsense, anyway... you want to kill, I will help you hand the knife!

Yan Feng is full of magical flames and smiles like a flower.

The Wujin brothers grin with three grin... The temper of Qi Feng is the temper of their witch daughter, they like it.

Oh, just, it seems that the first time I met, everyone’s greetings are seen. As a brother, do you want to meet up? However, if you think about it, except for your own armor, there is no copper plate on them. How can you give it a face?

Distressed, bored.

Three brothers, look at me, I look at you, and I’m confused for a while.

The red sunset went down, the red light of the sky gradually dissipated, the blue sky quickly turned dark blue, then the purple blue, and finally turned almost dark, as if someone used a huge black cloth to make the whole sky Blocked.

There is no moon, no stars, the sky is dark, and there is no light.

There was a long whistling sound coming from near to near, and there was no movement in Anzhencheng. The five elements of the Wuxing Elves were suspended in the sky like dark clouds, and they were frightened by the wealthy people in the city.

However, in some of the most luxurious manor houses, gardens and private castles outside the city, all kinds of long rainbows rise to the sky.

One piece of powerful forged Tiandao Shenbing rushed into the sky, exuding a wave of different attributes of the boulevards, swords and swords, Guqin Yuxi, Jinzhong Yuxi, Pagoda gourd, all kinds of heavenly gods and soldiers look around, Within tens of thousands of miles of the surrounding area, there are at least tens of thousands of Tiandao Shenbing carrier carriers.

In theory, every monk in the peak of the Tibetan environment can at least honour a heavenly soldier.

Anzhen is the original Yuzhou City. It is conceivable that the number of high-ranking monks in Yuzhou is rich, and some big-family families still don’t know how many masters are hidden. This is the reason why so many Heavenly soldiers are taken for granted. Things.

Tens of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers have just rushed into the sky, and there is a terrible bursting bang in the void, and then the whole world shook a little.

It is as if someone is incomparably rude to tear the canopy, a round of bright moon with a diameter of several feet, so rude and barbaric into the eyes.

The moonlight is like water, and ‘哗啦啦’ is falling from the moon with a clear and audible roar.

Then, around this so bright, so eye-catching moon, countless stars of all sizes appeared out of thin air.

The stars are big and small, the size of the big ones are the size of the sea bowl, the small ones are as big as the fists, the countless stars give off the dazzling light, the overlapping, the bustling crowds, the whole sky.

The moonlight is like a flood, the starlight is like an aurora, and the moonlight starlight falls with a terrible roar.

Such a dazzling starry sky!

Such a magical magnificent starry sky!

Compared with the same year, Wu Tie took the starry sky seen by the ground world for the first time. This starry sky, this piece of starlight is a hundred times, thousands of times, and thousands of times more brilliant than that of the day!

"Really, heaven and earth make up..."

Wu Tie’s body screamed fiercely, and then he quickly responded, screaming loudly: “The formation... meet the enemy... the brothers, help me!”

Black Tian Ding whistling into the sky, under the urging of Wu Tie's huge mana, the black sky tripped into the tens of thousands of feet in an instant, and then spurted the black fog rolling like a tsunami, and quickly rushed in all directions.

The black mist quickly spreads to hundreds of miles, then thousands of miles, thousands of miles...

The laughter of Wu Tie shook the Quartet, and the local monks in Yuzhou heard the laughter of Wu Tie.

"This king is the Lord of Kyushu. In Kyushu, there is a grass, a sand, and a dust. It is the thing of the king."

"This is a starry sky, naturally!"

Near the ampoule, countless monks heard the laughter of Wu Tie.

They subconsciously looked over the Anzhen, and they saw the rapidly expanding black fog, and then countless monks, whether it was high or low, high and low, whether it is a master of the family, or a civilian who was born in the grassroots, There is nothing wrong with the screaming.

"Treason king... you must not die!