Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

On Qinglan Island, I was shirtless, with a **** leopard skin around my waist, a large suede on my shoulders, and a savage beastly atmosphere. I walked through the camp of one slave warrior. .

Chutian has changed the shape and appearance with the way of changing the moon.

At the moment, he is about one foot and three inches tall. His skin is dark and he has embroidered all kinds of dark blue weird tattoos. A long hair was scattered in the back of his head. The sweat and blood made his long hair knotted and became a small knot of a small knot like a small whip.

Tian Xiu used the jade version to control all slave warriors, and did not worry that they would escape the battlefield. Therefore, the slaves and corps of the big and small under the celestial opponents, as long as they can work hard to kill the battle, there are not many restrictions on weekdays.

On the island of Qinglan, the large and small slave camps were mixed up in a mess, just like the tent area where countless refugees gathered, and the chaos reached the extreme.

Qinglan Island has accumulated countless years of wealth and they have been looted. Although the main seizures have been scraped away by the days, the slave soldiers who have handled them still get a lot of benefits.

Inside the camp, there are slave warriors who drink and scream, and all the wineries from the Qingyi Island, various restaurants, various large families, and the wines of various sizes and powers are squandered by these slave warriors.

A pile of bonfires emits bright light and heat at night, fat cows, fat sheep, fat chickens, fat geese... A lot of meat is roasted on the bonfire to make the yellow oil flow, the meat aroma is almost solid, and the smoke is straight. I want to be full.

In some of the tattered tents, the cry of women’s sorrow and despair came. All kinds of weird bangs came from all directions. The excitement and distorted screams of the slave warriors roared like wild beasts, and they passed away at night.

There are still many places, slaves belonging to different groups, or slaves belonging to the same group. Because of a little trivial matter, they are burnt with alcohol and they are stunned, and they are crazy in the roar of countless companions. Slash and kill, the blood is sprayed along the sword and the sword, and there is a thick **** smell in the air.

The group of devils danced, and the smoke was smoldering. Chu Tian walked through a group of eagerly smeared oil on the old trees, and when he saw a towering old tree as a slave warrior ignited by a torch, he knew that this Qinglan Island was completely destroyed.

If you want to rebuild, it is not something that can be done in three or five hundred years.

Suddenly there were three heavy-sized flying knives in the slanting screaming and throwing them over to Chutian. The three-foot-long, cold-lighted flying knives had tens of thousands of pounds of heavy weight, and only the Tianxiu, which had extremely strong physical strength, chose to use this. Heavy weapons!

Where is the spiritual repair, some disciples of Jianmen, the flying swords they use are only a few inches long, and under the pressure of the sword, they can still explode terrible lethality.

Chu Tian’s right hand waved, and the hammer ‘呜’ sang a black afterimage. The three-handed flying knives were heavily smashed on the heavy hammer, and were easily smashed into pieces by the heavy and heavy weight of the black lacquer.

A few dozen feet away, a group of people gathered around the campfire, burnt their faces with alcohol, and the slave warriors who looked like fierce whispers as the beasts had just burst into laughter, and the laughter stopped.

They looked at Chutian with amazement. One of them was the tallest, and the bald-headed man, who was almost as tall as the current Chutian, twitched and looked at it. On the ground at his feet, he was still plugged in. The nine-handle and the flying knife that had just crashed were the same large flying knife.

Chu Tian looked cold and glanced at the big man.

Obviously, this group of guys drank too much, and it was extremely boring to want to provoke a lot of energy, to pass by alone, and to be the face of the face, it became the best object for them to find trouble.

However, they never dreamed that what they provoked was a terrible existence!

There is a huge gap between heaven and earth in the practice of cultivating ordinary exercises and the cultivation of ‘Tiangong’. And Chutian’s "Dream of the Big Dream", as well as the mutated "Nine Dead Turtles", and the "Anti-Swords" that have reached the peak of this martial art, are more advanced than the ordinary 'Tiangong', More magical exercises.

The strength of the flesh is the strongest, but the ten dragon force, the strongest lethality that can be erupted in the life of the dynasty, but these ordinary celestial repairs of dozens of dragons, the strength of the flesh has reached 720,000 dragonpower, the mana repair is even more In front of Chutian, they are even worse than ants!

Holding his head, he glanced at the group of slave warriors who had already pulled out their weapons, and Chu Tian bent down and grabbed a head-sized stone from the ground.

With the smashing of the stone, Chutian extremely carefully thrown the stone out.

‘嘭’, the stone followed an absolutely straight trajectory, breaking through dozens of white circular bursts all the way, and slamming into the big Han’s chest that had just flown out of the flying knife.

Chutian has been careful and careful, and he has been extremely careful in controlling his strength, but the stones he cast still directly penetrated the chest of the big man. A **** mist spurted out, and more than a dozen slave warriors behind Dahan were screaming in disarray. They were so fast that they could not see the shadow of the stone, interrupted their arms, shattered their shoulders, or broke through the chest.

The tragic sound just came out and stopped at the same time.

Dozens of big men bit their teeth and watched Chutian in horror, not dare to make a little noise.

Chutian sneered a sneer and gestured to them a threatening gesture of cutting his throat. ‘嘿嘿’ smiled and continued to move forward.

Walking all the way, soon, Chutian saw a pool of water in front of him, on a flagpole of ten feet high, in the middle of a huge flag of **** flag, it was a white wolf that screamed in the sky, and fluttered with wings. The mysterious eagle.

The station of the Eagle Wolf Group has arrived.

Unlike the messy and chaotic slave camps around, the camp of the Eagle Wolf Group is very neat and regular. The trenches are dug on all sides, and simple warnings are placed. The dead corners are all looking at the buildings and the towers. The birds with amazing sights are on the top. On duty.

The tents in the camp were clean and clean. One team and one team of eagle wolf warriors were sitting around the campfire, and they were also eating meat and drinking. They did not make a messy voice, and the discipline was strict.

In the dark corner of the camp, there was a dark whistle lurking.

As Chu Tian saw, there were twelve swimming patrols that continued to rotate around the camp. Many wolves are turned into a prototype, and a giant wolf is mixed in the patrol team. The nose is twitching constantly, but when outsiders are close, it is difficult to get through their sensitive nose.

On the ground of the battalion, the direction of the waterhole opened up a trick. Chutian saw at a glance that the old yellow wolf who had been running around in Zhangzhou was being shaped into a human figure with a yellow wolf head. Standing in the middle of the door, it is obviously the leader responsible for the patrol.

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