Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

It is a flame knife with a length of one hundred and fifty-six feet long. Compared with the Jin clan who is outside the height, it is like a person holding a knife to cut a fly!

The speed of the gold chain in the hands of Kim’s hands was retracted, and the speed of the Jin’s clan, which was wrapped around the waist by the golden chain, shouted, and there was a thick body of God’s body.

The flames of the long knife squatted on the golden body of the gods, and they heard the loud noise of ‘叮’, and the body of the gods suddenly became bleak. The Jin clan was photographed from a high altitude by a huge force.

The wolverines squatted and plunged into the flame moat. Kim rushed back to the golden chain and dragged the smoke-filled people out of the moat.

The flames in the moat are extremely high in temperature and extremely lethal. The guardians of the Jin clan are burned by the flames like the melting magma, and they are burned out in a golden light.

The body-protecting light can't resist the erosion of the flames. The whole body skin of the Jin clan is burned and changed color, and the hot sweat is continuously ejected and instantly turned into steam. Just after being pulled ashore, the Jin clan was planted on the ground, like a heatstroke dog, constantly sticking out his tongue and shouting heat.

Chutian stepped forward two steps, and Wan Zai Xuan Mingfeng violently released a blue chill on the body of the Jin clan.

'laugh'!

A large white gas spurted out, and the flames of the Jin clan swayed violently. The chill was constantly consumed, and the flames shook and shook rapidly. It was quickly weakened by the cold. After a while, the fire completely dissipated.

It was burned all over the body, like the golden clan of the crab in the steamer, breathing heavily, looking at the beautiful golden breastplate of his breastplate, and was ripped open with a crack. Through the broken armor, you can see the pale gold bones near his chest.

A little bit of golden blood continued to flow out, and it quickly dried up on the hyperthyroidism that still exudes high temperatures.

"Less master, here is dangerous!" The Jin clan said to Jin Hao in a frightened way.

"Here, call me five supervisors!" Jin Yu frowned and said with a sullen face: "Call me to be a master, I heard it by Yin Xiaoer, the little girl, they must laugh at me. Kim’s house rules are not strict... No Big or small is also a problem."

The quiet moat had set off a fire wave with a height of more than ten feet. Two metal arms with a hundred feet of spurt raging flames, and there was a steady flame falling from the two arms. The ground shivered slightly, and one was high. More than two hundred feet of metal shackles, slowly swollen from the flame moat.

A cloud of fire rolled over, holding the metal body, let it slowly fly out of the moat, suspended in the moat of the fire and rolling.

"What monster is this!" Jin Yu frowned. "Fire? Really... disgusting!"

Jin Hao and a group of Jin Clan people have a bit of ugly face. Chu Tian noticed the jealousy of Jin Jin and a group of Jin Clan people. He could not help but speculate in these hearts that these Jin clan people are more afraid of flames. Power?

But soon, Chutian's attention was placed on this huge or sturdy body.

The internal structure of this flame is like a huge human body, but each bone is made of metal. Outside the metal skeleton, a brightly lit wire and a strange structure shaped like a meridian or a blood vessel are attached.

However, it is obvious that these sparkling wires and singular structures that spurt the flames seem to have broken off, and a rush of fire spurts out of the break, causing the action of this huge metal smash, sometimes not very Smooth.

Especially when it swings two arms, some of the ducts near his arm are splashed, causing some precision on the joints, the gears are not well nested, and the dry metal crashes. It is from these places.

The huge metal enamel body was originally covered with a set of fully enclosed heavy armor, but this set of armor was also ragged, full of holes and other inexplicable scars, completely unable to play any defensive role, just barely hang on It's on it.

However, the grade of this armor is obviously very high, and it has been damaged into this way. There is still a flow of rune flashing inside the armor. These runes constantly absorb the flame of the surrounding, and constantly condense into a little flowing juice filling. Large and small caves everywhere.

Obviously, this set of hyperthyroidism is trying to repair it by itself!

What shocked Chutian was that after careful observation, this repair was not doing useless work on this set of nails. There are several places where the color is lighter than other parts. Look at the shape of these slightly lighter parts, clearly and once was the wound that was pierced.

After many years of hard work by hyperthyroidism, the wounds on these hyperthyroidism have been repaired.

Give this metal a certain time, maybe it can completely repair this armor, and even repair its body!

Like the rune on the armor, there is also a thin rune in the body of the metal. These runes continually absorb the nearby flame power and continue to fill the broken lines of wire, ducts and strange tissues into the body.

With the slogan, the metal scorpion floated on the moat, and a red flame was spewed out of the mouth.

The flame spurted hundreds of feet away, and Chu Tian and other people standing on the shore felt only a high temperature, and the hair was pungent. Chutian hurriedly used Wanji Xuan Mingfeng to release a large piece of cold air to cover the space of Fangyuan Baizhang. The blue chilly and violent squirming, and the surrounding high temperature and fierce collision, the strong pressure from all directions made Chutian’s body slightly Trembling.

"You...not..." In the eyes of the metal squat, two purple fires rushed. It looked deeply at Chutian and his party, and from its body, it sounded like a metal impact.

"no no……"

"Master...not..." In the sound of the cold, sorghum metal, there was a trace of incomprehensible grief. Surrounded by flames, the high temperature hits people, listening to this metal-stricken self-speaking, Chu Tian only feels cold and suddenly has a goose bump.

"You are waiting for someone?" Chutian asked in a subconscious way.

"Master...waiting..." The metal squat slowly raised his right hand long knife: "Wait for her... come back..."

"Seven Qiao... Tiangong... trespassing... die!" The purple fire in the metal smashed into a burst of purple flashing purple flames, its movements became extremely fast, and it flashed to Chutian, etc. In front of the people, the long knife brought a bonfire like a hurricane, and when the head fell to the gold.

"Demon... Rebellion... Breaking into... Death!" The terrible high temperature descended from the sky, and the slashing blade in the flame was faintly falling. The golden scream screamed, and a thick golden shield emptied and stood in front of the blade. .