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Chapter 871: The Art of Breaking the Game(1/2)

Being crushed from a high altitude and falling straight to the ground.

Wu's iron skin is thick and thick, so it's okay. His body is extremely heavy. He smashed a big pit about a diameter of hundreds of miles on the ground, but it was unharmed.

Blood Prison is a real natural sacred bird. After the blood bloodline of the killing peacock was stimulated, her body bones were much stronger than ordinary demon kings. She was crushed by the thunder seal, and she fell to the ground with a gray face, like Wu Tie, and smashed a big pit on the ground, but she was just a little embarrassed and did not suffer much damage.

Only Pei Feng, although she has obtained the inheritance of the ancient demon phoenix, is still human in nature.

She did not have the strong bodies like Wu Tie and Pei Feng. The thunder seal breath crushed, and Pei Feng fell to the ground in a mess. As soon as she heard the crackling sound, Pei Feng's legs broke into at least a dozen pieces.

Pei Feng groaned.

Blood Prison immediately roared to the sky and said angrily: "Girl, how about it?"

The blood light was rippling all over the Blood Prison, and the huge blood-colored peacock phantom behind him fluttered, but the three old Taoists had extremely strong cultivation. They could not move at all without the struggle and roaring with the Blood Prison.

Pei Feng frowned and gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay."

The black magic flame swept across the body, and the magic flame was born from the bone marrow. The huge energy nourished the whole body. Pei Feng's shattered bones were pieced together one by one. Under the nourishment of the magic flame, Pei Feng should recover quickly with the inheritance of the ancient magic phoenix.

However, the Thunder Shadow Dao Dharma exerted by the three Taoists is extremely powerful, and the Taoist magical powers are born to restrain all demonic and demonic Dao.

The inheritance of the Demon Phoenix obtained by Pei Feng is extremely unique, but her cultivation is too weaker than that of the Taoist people of the Qinglian Temple. The demon flames rolled wildly, but the internal strength was suppressed and Pei Feng's bones were unable to heal for a long time.

Wu Tie was lying in a deep pit with his back on his back.

His six senses are so powerful. Now, he is separated by millions of miles, and as long as he is willing to listen carefully, he can hear the chirping of a bug million miles away.

Pei Feng and the Blood Prison fell to the ground, and the Blood Prison was just a little embarrassed. The sound of a fracture in Pei Feng made Wu Tie feel his heart twitch, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his anger surged in his heart.

He knew Pei Feng's inheritance background and knew that even if Pei Feng's own ability was, even if the fracture was just a small injury that could heal in one breath, it was not a big deal.

But feeling the crazy crushing of three thunder seals above his head, feeling the breath that was suppressed to the extreme in Pei Feng's body, and hearing the crackling sound of Pei Feng's broken bones rubbing against each other, Wu Tie's heart rose into the sky with a malicious intention.

"You guys, you guys, are too much!"

Wu Tie said one by one, "Finally, I am too lazy to get involved in your internal affairs in the Sui Dynasty. Whether you want to plan to usurp the throne or maintain balance, as long as you agree to your reasonable demands, I will take people and leave."

Wu Tie shouted loudly: "Cut out a large enough territory, enough people, and include them in the name of Wu Kingdom as compensation for the wanton invasion of Wu Kingdom... From then on, Wu Kingdom and Sui Dynasty have nothing to do with it."

"If you agree to my request, I will turn around and leave."

"If you don't agree..."

Wu Tie was about to tell his bottom line, but the drunk Buddha's slow laughter came over: "His Majesty King Wu, at this moment, you said it, it doesn't count."

"The bottom line of my Qinglian Temple is that I don't give up an inch of land, and no one will give up... If King Wu is willing to lead the Wu Kingdom and surrender to the Sui Dynasty, he will be expected to be the king. If King Wu insists on his own and relies on his three or five points of cultivation to be greedy for the best, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The Drunken Buddha smiled brightly and his laughter was very cheerful.

Wu Tie was even more angry.

Drunk Buddha smiled and said, "If King Wu was on his own territory, maybe I, Qinglian Temple, would not be able to make a big fight and conquer a long journey. But King Wu left his territory and sneaked into the territory of Suichao... The so-called gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, where does King Wu place his own safety?"

"It's really the Witch King who came here himself. No wonder I, Qinglian Temple, have to treat guests with kindness."

The laughter of the drunk Buddha became more and more refreshing and harsh: "King Wu, you have obtained the three supreme Taoist methods of my Qinglian Temple. This is because you were suppressed by Qinglian Temple today and captured it, which is the result."

"If you take the benefits of my Qinglian Temple, you can't easily get rid of this cause and effect. So... I also ask King Wu to go to my Qinglian Temple to devote yourself to cultivation to protect your life, how about it?"

Wu Tie laughed, and forcibly suppressed his heart fire and said coldly: "Okay, this is what you mean by Qinglian Temple. I understand... I ignore everything from cause and effect, what is powerful, what is not a gentleman."

Wu Tieqing listened to the broken bone friction sound from Pei Feng's body and shouted sternly: "Xiahou Wuming, how are you going?"

Xiahou Wuming was silent for a while, and he said in a deep voice: "Qinglianguan, all Taoist priests, Wu Tie, are my brothers, you and others, so you should not hurt his life. He has amazing cultivation and outstanding strength, and is a rare general and a good general... After this matter, I will naturally persuade him to submit to this dynasty."

Xiahou Wuming never heard any more.

Wu Tie felt cold in his heart, and then anger rushed to his forehead: "Xiahou Wuming, I really regard you as a trustworthy brother!"

Xiahou Wuming said nothing.

He has his persistence.

He is the Grand Master of Sui Chao.

He, the entire family, has served in the Sui Dynasty for countless years.

The imprint of Sui Chao was imprinted in his ancestors and all his tribesmen, their bodies, hearts and bones.

On weekdays, when you meet Wu Tie, Xiahou Wuming will treat Wu Tie with all his enthusiasm and do his best.

But Wu Tie, at a wrong moment, was involved in a wrong thing with his wrong identity... With so many mistakes, Xiahou Wuming could only stick to the right thing he believed in.

The bloodline of the Witch Clan and the Witch Clan members are indeed people who are born to trust.

However, this trust from blood cannot overwhelm the belief in Xiahou Wuming's heart. Blood is only the body, but faith is the soul.

In Wu Tie's body, chaotic spiritual light was spewing out.

He slowly stood up, and little by little, pressing against the pressure caused by the formation of three thunder seals on his head, and stood up little by little.

"Xiahou Wuming, since that's the case. Brothers, please settle accounts clearly. Brothers will be the brothers, and they will use their own means?"

Wu Tie's voice resounded through the sky.

Xiahou Wuming pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Good. It should be like this. In this battle, I have a 100% chance of winning. I feel wronged by you, brother. Afterwards, I pour you wine and apologize."

Wu Tie said nothing, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

In Wu Tie's camp, Lao Tie walked towards Suidu step by step with a spear.

The three kings quickly surrounded the camps with a large number of elite troops. A large number of warships patrol in the air. On the ground, large formations lit up. The sky and the ground blocked the camps where Wu Tie's soldiers were stationed in all directions.

The three kings, together with more than a dozen Taoists from Qinglian Temple, formed a formation to block Lao Tie with the cooperation of hundreds of elite generals.

"Please go back to the camp and wait for a while. The matter will be over soon." A white-faced and beardless king bowed to Lao Tie with a smile: "To count it seriously, we are friendly forces... friendly forces, we should not fight and kill!"

Lao Tie grinned, he nodded and said, "That's right, friendly troops shouldn't fight and kill each other."

So Lao Tie raised the spear in his hand and harshly towards the sky.

A spear light soared into the sky, rushed to a height of thousands of miles, and then exploded into pieces with a bang.

To the west of the Wubian Military Camp that surrounded Suidu, more than a thousand miles outside the camp, hundreds of metal creatures with strange shapes, like earthworms suddenly rushed out from the ground.

These huge metal creatures have a diameter of more than ten feet. I don’t know how long they are. They have a huge metal mouth like chrysanthemum petals. The open mouthpieces are densely filled with conical metal fangs rotating wildly.

These strange metal creatures opened their mouths and squirted out suddenly.

Masses of modular metal array disks sprayed out, jingling, accompanied by crisp impact, these metal array disks quickly and automatically combined to form a circular metal portal with a diameter of several miles.

These metal portals are suspended in the air, accompanied by hissing sounds, thin streams of light sprayed out from the door frame, quickly forming a dazzling light curtain in the door.

A total of 100 ultra-long-distance space doors were formed.

The time spent is only three breaths.

One hundred space gates were formed so quickly. Even though it was within the reconnaissance scope of the scout brigade under Xiahou Wuming, the elite scouts under Xiahou Wuming had discovered the movement here, but no one could react.

This is a submerged puppet made of large iron, and this is also a space door made of large iron.

When Lao Tie's huge database was in harmony with Da Tie, who had mastered high-end productivity, and with Wu Tie's continuous casting resources, the era of ancient mythology ended, the tactics of human beings against the gods finally reappeared on earth.

A cavalry riding a black iron-feathered eagle screamed and rushed out of Xiahou Wuming's military camp, bringing a large number of afterimages to pounce on these huge subterranean puppets.

They want to destroy the newly formed space door.

The hidden puppets drilled out of the ground.

The diameter is about ten feet and the body is about a thousand feet long. The whole body is made of black and non-reflective metal. The thick armor plate on the surface of the huge hidden puppet suddenly slid open, revealing the dense launch nest inside the body like a honeycomb.

Countless red lights as thick as fists tear apart the void. Anyone who sees these red lights only feels severe pain in his eyes, and then there is no more thing in front of him, only red light marks fill his vision.

The high-temperature flowing light traveled through the void, accurately exploding the heads of iron-feathered eagles.

Hundreds of thousands of iron-feathered eagles were killed by high-frequency streams in a blink of an eye. Hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers exclaimed in unison. They abandoned their fallen mounts, stepped on the windy clouds, turned into cold lights, and continued to pounce on the rapidly flickering space gate.

There was a loud bang.

A full hundred metal balls with a diameter of several miles were sprayed out from the space gate. There were countless gears on the surface of these metal balls, which were rolling and flowing rapidly. Accompanied by the deafening metal impact, a hundred floating military cities with a length of more than ten miles were formed in just a few breaths.

Between these floating military cities, metal piles with a diameter of several meters are protruded out from each other, and countless metal piles surrounded by runes are nested together. With the clanging sound, a hundred floating military cities made of pure metal are closely combined.

Below the military city, circular formations with a diameter of hundreds of feet lit up. The dark blue formation emitted huge earth-magnetic gravity light, pushing the continuous military city, and crashing straight into the hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers.

There were dozens of miles apart, and the enemy's wall on the front of the military city suddenly cracked countless thumb-sized launch nests.

Amid the harsh whistle, countless chaotic fire crossbows as thick as thumbs and more than one foot long shot out, dragging the thin flame tail, and crashing into the queue of these incoming soldiers like lightning.

The Chaos Fire Crossbow exploded, and each Chaos Fire Crossbow had the lethality equivalent to the peak self-destruction of the Fetal Tibetan Realm.

One or two of these Chaos Fire Crossbows can easily resist the elite army under Xiahou Wuming, but when the number of these Chaos Fire Crossbows reaches one million...two million...three million...

The dense chaotic fire crossbow exploded, and a terrifying chain reaction occurred between the explosive power. Huge mushroom clouds rose up in the void, countless soldiers broke their bones and cracked their bones, and their bodies were covered in blood and blood, and they kept falling from the air.

Even the human gods, earth gods, and god-level generals who were commanding the army were blown to pieces, and the secret defensive treasures on their bodies were violently shocked. Many people were seriously injured in their internal organs and kept vomiting blood and retreating.

In the space gate, countless giant gods with a height of about three feet, holding long spears in their hands, made of metal, matte black, and only scarlet light flashing in their eyes were lined up in neat rows, flying out in densely packed lines.

Just like the alarmed hornet's nest, in an instant, the sky was full of giant gods dancing wildly.

Xiahou Wuming and others stared at the giant gods flying all over the sky in amazement, and watched the huge military city ruled countless giant gods, pressing towards them in a mighty way.

"The ancient...the battle puppet..." Xiahou Wuming shook slightly: "How could it be, so many? Moreover, this kind of thing is the most powerful thing, but what is the use of the Taihunting Realm on the battlefield?"
To be continued...
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