Niu Man was embedded in the stone pillar in a paralysis and did not move for a long time.

The armor has excellent defense. Wu Tie's punch is so domineering that Niu Man has not suffered any damage at all.

Although he was not injured, Niu Man's mood was almost broken by Wu Tie's punch.

That was, how terrible, one punch.

Unstoppable.

Can't stop it.

Even when one punch fell, Niu Man instinctively felt boundless despair. When Wu Tie hit his body with his punch, Niu Man even felt that he was just a pitiful egg and was about to be blown into egg pulp by a big hammer...

Such a terrifying punch was not the attack power that Wu Tie should have when Niu Man and Wu Tie trenched three days ago.

Did Wu Tie hide his power three days ago?

No, in these three days, Wu Tie has grown countless strength out of thin air in that ancient ruin.

Niu Man was embedded in the stone pillar blankly, allowing dozens of spies around to stand far and look at him.

Huge stalagmites were falling from the sky, causing the nearby earth to shake. There were shrill sounds of tragic sounds from some places. Those who had no time to dodge were hit by the stalagmites.

After a long time, Niu Man's body shook and struggled out of the stalagmites. He stood on the ground, and a stalagmites fell on his head, and were crushed by the two thick horns on his helmet, and his body did not move.

The pupils who saw this scene around suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.

This armor is not a good thing, it is a real treasure with amazing defense.

Several masters of the blood scimitar turned into Liu Guang and rushed towards this side. They shouted loudly from afar, conveying Lao Daofeng's order, and ordered Niu Man to hurry back and report to Lao Daofeng.

Niu Man responded in dismay, spread his thighs, and rumbled towards the Blood Scimitar Station with big strides.

In Wu Tie Stone Fort, Wu Tie narrowed his eyes and looked at the direction where Niu Man was knocked away, and then smiled and looked at Tang Qi: "Niu Man... has thick skin and thick flesh, and has that set of armor to protect him, so it should be nothing big."

"Master, do you want to try my fist?" Wu Tie grinned.

Tang Qi's body shivered, and with a wave of his hand, a set of golden armor immediately wrapped around him. As the leader of the Zhan Tang Dynasty, he naturally received a set of armor rewarded by the old sword wind.

However, unlike Niu Man, Tang Qi took a light and quick path, so his armor was just like Wu Tie, and he only protected the half-body armor and a skirt armor on his upper body. He had a light helmet on his head, arms, and legs.

He smiled dryly and shook his head at Wu Tie: "Master Gun, you are joking. I'm here without any malice, I'm just curious... I roughly understand, Master Gun, you are in the ruins, this power has increased a lot..."

After a few fights, Tang Qi exited Wu Tie's living room step by step.

"Then, let's not bother you, Master Gun, you... have a good rest. These maids are all well-behaved and can enjoy them."

Tang Qi smiled brilliantly.

Wu Tie tilted his mouth and brought out the previous set of words, such as thin arms and legs, flat chest and small butt, and no scales on his body.

Tang Qi grinned and twitched, looked at Wu Tie helplessly, then turned around and left quickly.

There is no way to go for different ethnic groups and aesthetics.

Tang Qi had just left Wu Tie's stone castle. He and Niu Man were shouted by the old Daofeng, and then he cursed him in front of him.

Even outside Lao Daofeng's stone castle, you can hear Lao Daofeng's angrily roar.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

"Are you going for Gun Master? Are you?"

"No! You came for me, for me."

"When I don't understand what you are thinking? What do you want to do?"

"You don't believe me, the elder brother... You think that the elder brother has concealed some of your affairs, and the elder brother will treat you badly!"

"If you think so, are you worthy of me? Are you worthy of the divine armor and divine weapons I gave you?"

"You know, for these treasures, how much hardship did I suffer in that ruin?"

"You have not suffered a little, you have these divine armors and divine weapons."

"Are you still not satisfied? Do you want more?"

"Okay, I'll give you my seat to you, okay? I'll give it to you the position of the leader of the Blood Scimitar... Can you sit steadily?"

Old Daofeng cursed here, and his words quickly reached the ears of all the senior officials of the Blood Scimitar.

"Of course... if you make merit, you need to be rewarded. If you make contributions, you must get benefits. After so many years, we, the Blood Scimitar, have always done this. When did I, a big brother, treat my brothers badly?"

"This time, you are so happy to do what we are going to do... I will not treat you badly. In addition to these divine armor and divine weapons... I will not treat you badly, and there are better things waiting for you."

"But... if you don't make any contributions, don't think about it."

"I want to get more benefits for no reason... when our blood scimitar is a good hall?"

After a lesson, Niu Man and Tang Qi, with a gray face, were kicked out of the gate of the stone fort where they lived by Lao Daofeng.

Later, Lao Daofeng sent someone to send an order, Niu Man and Tang Qi disrespect their orders and did not do what they should do, but instead harassed the newly joined deputy chief of Zhantang, Mr. Gun, which violated the family rules and regulations of Blood Scimitar.

So, the two guys were deducted all dividends for the next year, and they would never get a single gold coin in the next year.

Tang Qi and Niu Man had a gloomy face and hurriedly led the people to organize troops and rectify the troops according to Lao Daofeng's order.

The senior executives of the Blood Scimitar also became honest and obediently and followed the plan formulated by Lao Daofeng.

Wu Tie also became quiet here. After several days of continuous work, no one peeked at anything again.

Within a few days, Wu Tie squatted in the secret room in the stone castle and practiced wildly. Every second, there were two or three on his Chonglou Tian Lock, and three or four light threads were melted by magic power and cracked. Every second, a new mystery of heaven and earth was integrated into his whole body.

Every second, Wu Tie's strength is growing and soaring.

Strength, magic power, soul strength, blood energy concentration, magic power, secret art power, everything is rapidly increasing.

The "Yuanshi Jing" is paired with a harvest tree. It is the time when the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world!

Dozens of low-level Yuan grasses are suspended in front of Wu Tie.

Drops of crystal clear juice continued to seep out from the surrounding Yuan energy vortex, and eventually turned into a small pool of water, soaking all these low-level Yuan grasses in it.

The magical power of the Harvest Tree was activated, and these low-level Yuan grasses began to grow, expand, and twist... They were originally just ordinary ninth-grade lava grasses, but they had undergone earth-shaking changes in the bottom structure.

Eighth grade gold quenching grass... Seventh grade fire bird grass... Sixth grade yellow dust grass...

In just a few days, several lava grasses actually changed their categories directly. While the grade was improved, their own varieties also changed drastically...

As time goes by, dozens of sixth-grade yellow dust grasses are crystal clear all over, like yellow amber cast. Countless tiny sand and dust circling around the grass leaves, and each yellow dust grass grows to more than three feet high.

As for normal yellow dust grass, even if they have been nurtured for thousands of years, they can only be one foot or two inches at most.

The magic of the harvest tree can be seen.

When Wu Tie went into seclusion and practiced on the fifth day, dozens of sixth-grade yellow dust grasses began to change color from the rhizomes, and the rhizomes gradually turned into a faint jasper color, and a refreshing and cool feeling kept flowing out of the grass leaves.

The sixth-grade yellow dust grass with soil attributes seems to have another mutation in the category.

At this moment, a small iron bell suddenly rang in the secret room, and a soft voice of a maid came in through a special voice transmission tube.

"Master Gun, the leader of the Great Master, asked you to accompany him to meet the three leaders of the Golden Dead."

Wu Tie suddenly widened his eyes.

A flash of fire in his eyes, Wu Tie put away dozens of transformed yellow dust grasses, carried the White Tiger to step out of the secret room.

Is it going to start?

Wu Tie has not been concerned about the movement of the Blood Scimitar these days.

He has no foundation in the Blood Scimitar, and he has no place to inquire about the news. He cannot find out if the Blood Scimitar has any plans.

But no matter what Lao Daofeng wants to do, should he join forces with the Golden Dead to wipe out the Black Snake Realm first, or kill the Golden Dead first and then attack the Black Snake Realm. Anyway, Wu Tie's target has always been very simple to eliminate the Golden Dead and all enemies in the Golden Dead.

Wearing the armor given by Osiris, the two huge metal wings were tightly compressed behind their backs. The boots under their feet were constantly touching the earth, and a thick and solid force was constantly feedback, making Wu Tie's pace more vigorous and powerful.

Every step he took was like an iron stake plunging into the earth, steadily and steadily as a mountain.

Old Daofeng, with six masters from the Life-College Realm, followed by nearly a hundred elite blood scimitars from the Chonglou Realm, stood in front of a stone fort with a smile and looked at Wu Tie: "Master Gun, you are here... Look at your energetic appearance... Our brothers from the Blood Scimitars are all like you."

Lao Daofeng's words mean something.

Wu Tie grinned and said nothing.

The blood scimitar leaders behind Lao Daofeng just pretended that they had not heard what he said.

They all look like what Wu Tie has shown these days?

Well, I don’t care about anything, do nothing, and I’m dedicated to practicing in the secret room. Whenever the boss greets me, I immediately run out and charge into the battlefield...

For Lao Daofeng, he naturally hoped that his brothers were all such reckless people.

But for the brothers of the Blood Scimitar... they still pursue it a little bit.

"Let's go, today, I have an appointment with the three leaders of the Golden Dead to have a good chat face to face... Our two families can't fight with such a brainless battle." Old Daofeng glanced at Doria standing beside him, and his triangle eyes narrowed a line and smiled.

"Of course, everyone should also thank Doria. With his mediation, we can meet successfully... You know, the three old ghosts over there, hehe, all of them have a bad temper, tsk tsk."

The group set off.

The old sword Feng took the lead, and flew forward with a ray of blood light. The huge blood-colored scimitar slowly rotated above his head.

The others also used their own magical powers and followed Lao Daofeng closely.
To be continued...