I'm leaving.

Lao Tie ran to the hall full of crystal balls and muttered to Yang Jian in the crystal ball.

Wu Tie walked around several metal halls, his fingers brushing over the mirror-like metal walls. He had lived here for so long, and from a weak child he had powers that he had never dared to imagine before.

He was full of affection for the Old God Barracks.

Da Tie, who was several meters tall, was suspended behind Wu Tie, and wherever he went, Da Tie followed, like a loyal fat old hound.

The big iron kept making a 'whine' sound.

I don't know why, he still couldn't speak like Lao Tie.

He can only use a variety of strange tones to express his thoughts and thoughts. Wu Tie knew that he was reluctant to himself, reluctant to Lao Tie.

However, he couldn't leave the Old God Barracks.

He is the core of the Old God Barracks, the brains of the Old God Barracks. After Lao Tie's concoction, those metal spiders could leave the Ancient God Barracks for hundreds of miles and sway around at will, but only Da Tie couldn't leave.

For many years, many long years, Lao Tie gave up on himself and curled up in the dirt and slumbered.

Da Tie, on the other hand, is a lonely man wandering around the empty ancient god barracks. Day after day, night after night.

Wu Tie couldn't imagine how Da Tie had survived such a long time.

Anyway, the entire ancient god barracks was kept clean and clean by him.

"We will be back. Wu Tie patted Da Tie's hard, smooth cheeks: "Although I don't really understand...... But since Lao Tie let us leave, then it must make sense. ”

"We will be back. Certain. ”

Wu Tie slapped Da Tie's cheek vigorously, making a crisp 'pop' sound.

Da Tie's eyes flashed with blood, he tilted slightly, his eyes stared at Wu Tie for a while, and his gaze turned to the spear that Wu Tie was carrying behind his back. After a few moments, he suddenly let out a high-pitched 'whine' sound.

The sudden 'woo' sound was extremely loud and harsh.

Wu Tie was taken aback, and Lao Tie, who was saying goodbye to Yang Jian in the metal hall, also roared angrily: "Da Tie...... You brainless bastard, are you crazy?"

"No, you don't have that...... You can't go crazy if you want to! What are you doing?"

Lao Tie rushed over with a strong wind, and Da Tie screamed 'whining', suddenly turned around, and rushed towards the walls of a metal hall. In a few breaths, he rushed to the wall, countless lines of extremely thin blood spurting out of his eyes.

The blood light imprinted an extremely complex sigil on the metal wall, and a low roar could be heard, and the entire wall rose up, revealing a small space behind it.

A spear, silently suspended in a blood-colored light.

Lao Tie's mouth opened wide, and he stared blankly at the spear that was all white, but scarlet with blood light, and didn't say anything for a long time.

After a long time, Lao Tie hissed and screamed: "Da Tie, you idiot...... How dare you ambush me?"

Da Tie turned around, glided quickly, and came to Wu Tie and Lao Tie, muttering in a low voice.

The countless wisps of extremely fine blood light in his eyes intertwined with Lao Tie's eyes, and in a way that Wu Tie couldn't understand, Da Tie transmitted a lot of information to Lao Tie.

"You...... Forgot ...... "There was no muscle tissue on Lao Tiebai's miserable face, so there was no way to change his expression.

But listening to his voice, Wu Tie can imagine Lao Tie's 'blue skin' and 'black face'!

Probably, when Wu Tie was a child, the two brothers Wu Yin and Wu Tong secretly drank alcohol, got drunk, and burned down the small half of the miner shack in Wujia Stone Castle, Wu Zhan's face, right?

It was a hearty beating of 'filial piety under the stick'.

Since then, the two friends of Wu Yin and Wu Tong, who have been naughty since childhood, have become exceptionally well-behaved and motivated.

A touch of sadness suddenly welled up, and Wu Tie's tears suddenly welled up.

The faces of Wu Zhan and the others flickered in front of him.

Wu Tie smiled and clenched his fists, and gently hit Da Tie's head: "Lao Tie, what you didn't say, hit him...... Hah, how can he forget things?"

Lao Tie stared at Da Tie fiercely, and then sighed heavily: "Sure enough, it is an unfinished product of temporary adjustment...... Your memory...... Something went wrong...... But that's okay, I'll find a way to cure you when I get back. ”

Lao Tie walked towards the space behind the wall, and as he walked, he muttered: "Fortunately, because of Xiao Tie's relationship, it actually touched your emotional module, and the strong emotional stimulation reminded you of this forgotten message." ”

"It's your good luck, little one...... Or is it your bad luck?"

Behind the thick metal walls, a blood-filled space was three feet wide, one foot thick, and three feet high.

The spear was suspended in the blood light, Wu Tie carefully followed Lao Tie to the empty space, just glanced at the spear, his eyeballs were stinging, and he was stabbed by the invisible edge on the spear, and two tears flowed out.

With just a stroke of effort, Wu Tie also saw the whole picture of this spear.

The gun is about a zhang long, the barrel is smooth, and there is no decorative lines.

A hideous white tiger head was inlaid on the top of the barrel of the gun, and in the two rows of sharp fangs of the white tiger, a full two feet and four inches long spear head spit out, reflecting the cold glow of the forest in the blood light.

The head of the spear is shaped like a long sword, the widest part is a palm's width, and the shape is sharp, which can be chopped and pierced.

In the blood light, there were countless extremely fine flowing light patterns looming throughout the spear, like the unpredictable swirl of flowing clouds in the sky, like the undercurrent rushing under the sea surface, and even more like countless flowers, birds, insects, and fish patterns running and spinning rapidly.

If you look closely, the spear is smooth and clean, white and miserable without any lines flickering, as if all the thin streamers you saw just now are just illusions.

"Old Tie?" Wu Tie stared blankly at the gun.

He had an inexplicable feeling that the gun was powerful and ...... It's scary.

It was silently suspended in the blood light, like an ancient fierce god sleeping in a mausoleum, and when the time came, it would wake up from its endless slumber and devour all living beings in its path.

This is a murderous soldier through and through.

Two clouds of lightning flowed behind Lao Tie, two slender arms stretched out from behind his back, he grabbed the fierce soldier with one hand, grabbed the spear behind Wu Tie's back with the other, and pulled out the spear.

Waving two spears with both hands, Lao Tie casually slashed with the murderer.

Silently, Wu Tie's original spear was cut into two pieces by the head of the murderer's spear, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror that could reflect the human figure.

The spear fell to the ground, rolled twice, and came to a halt after touching Wu Tie's toes.

"This is ......," Wu Tie stared at the murderer with wide eyes.

"White Tiger Crack!" Lao Tie waved this fierce soldier with both hands, and stabbed straight forward.

The spear stabbed forward rapidly, and the air passed through the white tiger's head, and a fierce beast roar sounded, and a large cloud of qi exploded violently in all directions.

Wu Tie snorted, his chest seemed to have been hammered with a hammer, the Venus in front of him flashed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was hit by the air explosion, and he flew back more than ten meters away.

Lao Tie carried the White Tiger Crack, swept it backhand, and Wu Tie spewed out a mouthful of blood that was not wasted, and all of it fell on the White Tiger Crack.

The eyes of the white tiger's head on the head of the white tiger's cracked spear suddenly lit up, and two balls of blood light flickered, like two blood-colored flames embedded in the eye sockets, exuding an infinite cold and evil aura.

From the tip of the spear, a little bit of streamer like a flame lit up, constantly flowing down the barrel of the gun, and soon the streamer covered the entire white tiger crack, and a low tiger roar came out of the tiger's head, and Wu Tie, who was shocked away, was inexplicably aware that he had a strange connection with this fierce soldier.

Even when he closed his eyes, he could feel the fierce soldier in front of him, roaring loudly and calling out to himself.

There were countless shouts of killing from the white tiger crack.

There was a monstrous evil spirit, and blood came out of thin air.

There were countless figures flickering in front of Wu Tie's eyes, they were holding the unified white tiger crack, roaring wildly, and stabbing forward in unison.

The earth-shattering roar of the tiger shattered the void, and the various twisted figures in front of those figures disintegrated and shattered, the earth was blasted out of huge holes, and burning boulders fell with a roar overhead.

A white tiger crack stabbed towards the sky, and a white tiger phantom with a pale head and eyes burning with blood rose into the sky, accompanied by a deafening tiger roar that soared into the sky, blasting those huge burning boulders into pieces.

The illusion vanished suddenly, and only the 'buzzing' sound of the tiger's roar just now swirled in his ears.

Wu Tie rubbed his chest in severe pain and stood up, staring intently at the white tiger crack.

"He's, mine?" Wu Tie shuddered as he walked towards Lao Tie step by step, stretching out his hands instinctively.

"This is a gun that belongs to a real warrior. Lao Tie clenched the white tiger crack, looked at Wu Tie with deep eyes, the blood-colored light fell on Wu Tie's body, and the temperature on Wu Tie's skin rose rapidly, roasting him so much that his sweat flowed.

In other words, this is Yang Jian's second weapon. Lao Tie said in a deep voice: "That shameless guy, he said that the Manifest Saint True Monarch used a three-pointed and two-edged knife...... So, he also faked a handful of ......"

"Actually, the White Tiger Crack, or the White Tiger Crack, or the White Tiger Bloody Spear...... That's our standard weapon. ”

"However, even if it is Yang Jian's second weapon, this White Tiger Crack, his materials are a hundred times better than the one I used to have...... A thousand-fold ......"

Wu Tie grabbed the barrel of the White Tiger Crack gun with both hands.

Lao Tie didn't let go, and their four arms held the fierce soldier at the same time.

Wu Tie and Lao Tie looked at each other directly, Lao Tie lowered his head, leaned in front of Wu Tie, and said in a low voice: "The person holding the White Tiger Crack...... Call...... Your kid is not qualified to have a White Tiger Crack now, let alone a White Tiger Crack that Yang Jian is carrying......"

"But who let you be the only one to choose now?"

"So, this white tiger crack is yours...... If you want to take the White Tiger Crack from me...... Forever, absolutely, and inadmissibly, to insult him...... And the thing about the group of people he represents. ”

Wu Tie stared at Lao Tie directly: "I won't ...... You teach me!"

Lao Tie nodded seriously: "I'll teach you...... You're going to be miserable...... Hey. ”

Lao Tie slowly let go of his hand, his movements were very slow, and the blood in his eyes flickered violently.

It was like an exhausted explorer standing on the edge of a cliff slowly loosening the lifeline that held the lives of his companions below.

It was as if he had let go not of a spear, but of a precious life.

"Don't insult him. Lao Tie muttered to himself: "I really didn't expect that this guy Da Tie actually scavenged him back...... Then, you have to work a hundred times harder. ”

Wu Tie slowly took over the White Tiger Crack.

His arms trembled violently, and Wu Tie looked at the fierce soldier in horror.

Heavy, extremely heavy, now that Wu Tie's fortune is infused into the flesh, his strength is extremely impressive.

Rao was like this, he could barely lift this fierce soldier, and the white tiger cracked and crushed his arms in severe pain, and his bones seemed to be crushed.

A strange piece of information poured out from the White Tiger Crack, and Wu Tie suddenly understood a lot of relevant information.

He scolded in a low voice, and the golden light cluster in his eyebrows jumped, and an invisible force field enveloped him.

The white tiger cracked and let out a low tiger roar, countless streamers flickered on the surface of the spear, and the weight of this spear suddenly became around five or six thousand catties, and the length and size perfectly matched Wu Tie's current height.

With both hands waving the white tiger crack, Wu Tie suddenly stabbed.

The air quickly swept through the tiger's head, and the white tiger crack only made a subtle 'whirring' sound, which was not at all as amazing as the tiger roar that Lao Tie had just stabbed with all his might.

"Where?" Wu Tie looked at Lao Tie in shock.

"The strength is too poor...... You don't deserve to use him at all now......" Lao Tie snorted coldly.

Wu Tie looked at Lao Tie as if he didn't understand, he shook it fiercely with the white tiger crack in both hands, and heard the 'sonorous' metal impact, the white tiger's crack gun suddenly retracted into the tiger's head, and the gun head suddenly contracted and bounced back.

The white tiger's cracked white tiger head flew up suddenly, and a white streamer wrapped Wu Tie's right wrist, and after a few 'sonorous' sounds, Wu Tie's right hand from the wrist to the elbow, there was a white arm guard inlaid with white tiger head relief ornamentation.

"It's ingenious!" Wu Tie was full of praise, he didn't say he had seen such a changeable divine soldier, he hadn't even heard of it.

"What a fuss, unseen little ghost. Lao Tie reprimanded loudly, his two arms retracted into his body, and he scolded loudly: "Okay, remember, this is a great weapon...... Don't insult him......"

"Where, when a murderous soldier is born, he must sacrifice blood...... Hahaha, where are we going to make trouble, get a few guys who don't know whether they are alive or dead, and sacrifice this treasure?"

Lao Tie 'quack' laughed, and then roared a few times violently, and started talking serious nonsense.

Da Tie let out a low 'whining' sound on the side.

He knew that after taking the White Tiger Crack, Wu Tie and Lao Tie were really leaving.

The white metal on Da Tie's cheeks began to melt, and the metal juice formed teardrops, which kept sliding down his metal cheeks, and then when they were about to drip to the ground, they were sucked back by his huge head.

He's, really sad.