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Chapter 681 Beijing View

In the duel battlefield, thunder kept ringing.

And it was all summer nights, and the sudden thunder and storm sounded like thunder.

Just above the head and in the ears, the 'rumble' rushing around, shaking the earth trembled, exuding a solemn smell that made people feel palpitations and uneasy.

More and more ancestors of the Divine Realm are falling.

Their souls and bloodline essences were collected by the gods. The huge magic power accumulated from their bodies for at least thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years, as well as the great patterns that merged with their powerful bodies, were all disintegrating, melting, and feeding back to heaven and earth.

This duel battlefield was banned by the gods, and the heaven and earth energy was very thin.

The fallen ancestors of the Divine Realm are like fountains and springs. The huge and pure heaven and earth element can spew out from the light columns left by their fall and turn into hurricanes to spread around them.

The light columns far apart are fine, but they have no influence on each other.

If the two light columns are within a hundred miles of distance, the surging heaven and earth energy will impact each other, disturbing the heaven and earth, changing color, and wind and clouds gather, and even thunders splashed out, causing the void to sway and the earth to shake.

Sometimes, several ancestors of the Divine Realm fell in the same place, and several light columns rushed into the sky at the same time. The light columns rubbed against each other. The splashing thunder dragons reached several miles, and they were "hissing" around, causing the wind and clouds to change color. The rushing Yuanneng frenzy was like an invisible knife slashing in the void.

The environment of the duel battlefield is deteriorating rapidly.

The air was filled with the disintegrating and falling patterns. The patterns were invisible but had qualitative textures. The patterns were swiftly passing through the void, like flying knives. As people with a slightly weaker cultivation touched each other, they immediately had a blood mark on their bodies.

Wu Tie stood on the only city gate tower in the military city. Behind him was a majestic city tower of up to three hundred feet high. It was covered with golden and silver armored battle puppets. At his left and right, there was a 500 feet high fortress, with a heavy artillery made by the Mohist family on it.

This cannon is based on the strange crystal stones collected by the Mohist family from some unknown place and has its own innate yin and yang attributes. It is powered by the Mohist family's latest giant energy melting furnace, transforming acquired into innate, and using the power of innate yin and yang, the dragon and tiger can communicate with each other, which can inspire a ray of innate divine thunder with a chaotic aura to kill the enemy.

This is the "innate yin and yang chaotic thunder lightning rush", the Mohist family can now produce the most lethal weapons.

With the foundation of the Mo family, they only found two nutrient crystals that acted as core. After spending thousands of years, they only forged two lightning lights to rush out. They brought this treasure from Wei to the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms. They originally thought about wanting to hit Wu Tie, but now they have become Wu Tie's help.

Swords, swords of varying lengths and widths, and varying widths and widths are suspended beside Wu Tie.

Ou Yezi, as well as more than 20 ancestors of the Ou clan, and nearly a thousand family elites in the half-step divine realm, each of them is good at refining swords.

Every ancestor of the Ou clan, each of them presented at least ten sharp swords that could be called divine weapons to Wu Tie.

And those Eu elites in the half-step divine realm also presented two or three proud works of extraordinary quality to Wu Tie.

More than a thousand cold swords were filled with coldness and murderous swords floating beside Wu Tie. A ball of bright light was suspended behind Wu Tie. In the bright light, billions of sword lights rose and fell, and countless sword intents continued to gush out, slowly communicating these magical weapons and swords.

A few days ago, Wu Tie swung his sword, and even the Hanjiang sword completely shattered, and then he killed a Dawu ancestor.

Before finding a divine weapon that is enough to withstand Wu Tie's supreme swordsmanship, Wu Tie will basically destroy a sword whenever he swung his sword. Therefore, Wu Tie asked Ou to offer so many extraordinary swords, so he was prepared in a thorough manner.

If there is an enemy, just swing the sword.

Every sword is swung, a sword will be broken... The cost of forging these divine weapons with the Euro family. Tsk, every sword is basically equivalent to the hundreds of years of taxes in Yuzhou being thrown into the water by Wu Tie.

Thinking of the huge cost of these divine weapons and sharp swords, Wu Tie couldn't help but feel hot all over - this feeling of using money to smash people is not bad.

hehe!

Wu Tie turned around and looked at the Ou clan people standing on the city gate building. They all heard the glorious deeds of Wu Tie's sword from Li Xuangui. They all looked at the sharp sword they forged with affectionate eyes.

The people of the Ou clan had deep feelings for the swords they forged.

Wu Tie had no choice but to spread his hands to them... Swords are good, but human life is more important.

On the mountain in the distance, the big martial horse was still looking around. Amid the dull thunder, the sound of war drums was rumbling. The big martial horse raised a big flag on the mountain, and the bloody flag was flying in the wind. In conjunction with the drum and thunder, it added a hundred times the chill and evil spirit to the heaven and earth out of thin air.

In another direction, several ancestors of Zhao were panting and covered in blood, carrying a hundred children from Qingqiu generals running towards this side.

Behind them, there were only two Dawu ancestors who led the lead in chasing them with more than a dozen generals from the half-step divine realm.

But it is obvious that the Zhao ancestors were absolutely at a disadvantage. When Wu Tie saw them, a Dawu ancestor waved his hand. Before the thunder technique accumulated in the Zhao ancestor could be emitted, his arm was cut off with a knife.

On the city wall on that side, Zhao Xiang was so angry that he jumped up and scolded: "Wu Zun's throat, Mr. Zhao is in your place-mother-dear!"

The Dawu ancestor who swung his sword and slashed one of the ancestors of Zhao's family, smiled at the sky: "My mother has been dead for tens of thousands of years. Those who want to enter will go dig a grave and sleep together. It's a pity, but my mother's cultivation is low, and now she is afraid that she can't find a single bone in the tomb."

If he was so shameless, Wu Tie couldn't help but cushion his feet and glanced at the Wu Zun's throat.

"Old Mo!" Wu Tie glanced at Wu Zun's throat and pointed at him.

Mo Yun, who was standing on the highest floor of the city gate tower, slapped the cloud sign with both hands, and a crisp sound of "bang", the two Yin-Yang Chaos Thunder Fire rushed to quickly turn around the muzzle. The dazzling lightning flashed at the muzzle, and two water tank-sized lightning burst out silently.

The innate yin and yang chaotic thunder light tore open two straight transparent corridors in the blood mist, and instantly arrived in front of Wu Zun's throat.

Wu Zun raised his sword with his throat and slashed a thunder fire with a careless knife.

With a muffled sound, Wu Zun's throat monster screamed, and Leihuo rushed back dozens of miles against his body, and then a muffled sound of "bang" exploded gently.

Countless gray lightnings enveloped the void about a radius, the blood mist disappeared, the blood light was annihilated, and the ground was silently evaporated a large pit about a diameter. The armor shining with divine light on Wu Zun's throat completely disappeared, and his flesh and blood disappeared cleanly. Most of the skeletons in his body were also destroyed by thunder and fire, leaving only a skull and most of the spine suspended in the air.

"Mo Yun!" Wu Zun's throat roared hysterically, turned into a bloody light and fled backward in a mess.

But in this duel battlefield, the speed of escape light was much slower.

Another gray lightning fell heavily on Wu Zun's throat, and a gray light flashed, turning Wu Zun's throat into vanish.

There was a cheer in the military city, and on the mountain in the distance, Dawu people who saw this scene exclaimed in unison.

Wu Tie couldn't help but touch his chin. The power of the lightning rush was beyond imagination. Even the Dawu ancestor who had already triggered the projection of the supreme artifact to come to possess could not withstand the attack of these two lightning rushes.

But, there are only two doors.

However, the efficiency of this lightning charging is too slow. It takes half an hour to accumulate momentum to break out. It is sufficient to be used as strategic deterrent and is used to conduct conventional attacks on the battlefield, but it is not so convenient.

The ancestor of Dawu was killed and a pillar of light soared into the sky.

In the military city, Li Guang took a group of tribes to shoot arrows at once, and a volley of respected light cannons in the city immediately disrupted the pursuit of Dawu people. Several ancestors of the Zhao family covered the children of the generals, ran wildly out of breath, jumped into the military city, and then collapsed to the ground, sweating all over, and could not move for a long time.

After gasping for half a quarter of an hour, an old ancestor of the Zhao family stood up tremblingly and shook his head at Zhao Xiang.

"Bozu, it's so miserable... Our Zhao family is only a few of us who are left with crooked melons and crooks."

Zhao Xiang's face twitched violently. He looked at the three or five ancestors of the God Realm of the family standing beside him, and then at the four god realms of the family escaping into the city. A large area of ​​cold sweat oozed out from his forehead and kept flowing down his cheeks. Soon his chest became wet.

After pondering for a while, Zhao Xiang looked at Wu Tie, and clasped his fists to Wu Tie in front of everyone and bowed deeply: "Master, please make the decision for me, Zhao."

The four Zhao family's Divine Realm ancestors who had escaped into the city were shocked and widened their eyes. The half-step Divine Realm generals from seven or eight generals were also stunned.

What a joke?

Zhao Xiang called "King An Huo Xiong" the "Master"?

This is...either these people in the city are crazy, or they are new to the city are crazy. In short, it is not a good thing.

The two great martial ancestors who had just been chasing the head of the head, Wu Zun's throat was killed by lightning. The remaining one of the great martial artists looked at the direction of the military city in disappointment, and took a group of great martial generals under his command to circle and ran to the mountain in the distance to meet with the Dawu people.

Under the huge bloody army, the group discussed for a while, and soon a team of more than a dozen great witch generals from the half-step divine realm rushed towards the direction of the military city.

They jumped between the mountains and rushed over like a group of big fleas, and soon arrived at the military city.

They looked at Wu Tie who was standing on the top of the city and began to take out round objects from the storage ring.

Wu Tie's eyes were sharp-eyed and saw clearly what these objects were. His face suddenly became gloomy.

These great generals moved very quickly. After a few breaths, they used those round objects to set up two pyramids outside the military city. The city walls were full of curses, and everyone saw clearly that the two pyramids were made of human heads.

These are two heads of Jingguan.

A head of Jingguan used about five hundred heads. Judging from his eyebrows, his face, it was clearly the head of the ancestor of the Divine Realm of Qingqiu and Dawei.

Another head of Jingguan used more than 10,000 heads, which were all heads of children from various families in the half-step divine realm where Qingqiu and the Great Wei participated in the duel. More than 10,000 faces were distorted, and bloody heads were piled up together. Jingguan was quite large and looked particularly creepy.

Wu Tie walked forward two steps, put his hands on the battlements of the city walls, and looked down at the bottom.

"You... provoked?" Wu Tie asked the team of generals solemnly.

"Of course... Otherwise, go out to the city to fight." A strong man covered in black hair and nearly two feet tall, wearing heavy armor, carrying a heavy knife, walked dozens of feet towards the city wall with big strides.

"King An Huo Xiong...why don't we go out of the city and have fun?"

The children of the Wu family in Dawu seem to have extra rich hair. The black-haired man who Wu Tie killed with one punch before was already furry like a black bear. Now the guy standing under the city wall, the big beard on his face and the black hair on his neck can actually flutter in the wind!

The black beard floated and floated. The big man carried a knife and pointed at Wu Tie with his head held high and his chest raised.

"Are you your relatives here?" The big man smiled brilliantly: "Wang An Huo Xiong, have the courage to come out and kill me twice?"

Behind the man, a man with a red beard smiled, holding his hair bun, and grabbed an old man's head. He raised his head high, then loosened his hand, and his head fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Oh, I'm sorry, which family's ancestor is this? My hand slipped."

The old man's head rolled over a dozen feet along the slope and rolled into a sewage puddle.

Behind Wu Tie, a young man from the Qingqiu Weishi roared hysterically, and even Wu Tie had no time to stop him, and the young man rushed out of the city wall like a madman. He jumped a hundred feet high in the air, and then slashed at the red-bearded man who was laughing loudly.

The red-bearded man had a divine light lingering on his body, and the projection of the Ten Directions Slaughter Armor appeared. He stretched out his left hand and easily caught the Weishi Youth's young man's big sword. He twisted his palm casually, and the Heavenly Dao Divine Soldier-level big sword was broken by him, and half of the blade was inserted into the Weishi Youth's young man's chest with force.

The young man in Wei fell heavily to the ground. His body twitched violently. While vomiting blood, he looked at the head of the old man who was rolling into the sewage puddle.

"Old Ancestor...Old Ancestor..."

Several great generals led them up, and all kinds of weapons fell down in their hands, beheading the young man in Wei's class on the spot.

A fresh head was placed on the larger Jingguan. A group of great military generals looked at each other, and at the same time, they burst into laughter with 'haha'.

"In the city, maybe there are your ancestors here, so you won't come out to recognize your relatives for a long time?"

The black-bearded man burst into tears with tears. He pointed at Wu Tie standing on the city wall and laughed loudly, "You guys won't come out and clean up these wastes?"

Wu Tie pressed the battlements of the city walls and looked at these men of Dawu coldly, and breathed heavily.

"You are not allowed to leave the city, and you are defending the city."

"I will go out of the city to meet the people of all families... Well, Zhao Xiang, Li Guang, you elders of all families should restrain these little guys. No matter which family they belong to, whoever dares to leave the city will just be beaten to death. As long as you don't beat them to death, just beat them at will."

With a sneer, Wu Tie jumped off the city wall with a 'skip' and said coldly: "I'm out, what do you want to play? Come on, I'll play with you."

The two Jingguans really triggered Wu Tie's anger.

In a life-and-death duel, both sides have no choice but to live to the death... However, it is too much to cut off the heads and build Jingguan.

Dawu.

How could Wu Tie let such a country win this game?
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