Long Live Summons!

Teammates die, trigger death penalties, and the hunter side gains more power.

Yueyang hasn't had time to sit down and chat with Snow Flawless, Princess Ceci, who seems to represent the consciousness of the ancient law creators, yet another flash of Yueyang's mind to announce to him the captain a message that is both in reason and unexpected. Yueyang understands that under the lure of the Interferee to draw a large pie, there will be a warrior backwards to the enemy... but he did not expect this news to arrive so quickly!

Don't those guys have to think about reality?

Death pressures are forcing them to lose their minds?

And what's even weirder is, how did the enemy do it so quickly? They didn't even try to seduce themselves, did they?

“What's the matter?” Princess Ceci suddenly noticed something wrong with Yueyang's face.

“I have to go out and take a look.” Yueyang doesn't know how many people died out there.

“Be careful.” Snow flawless knows Yueyang's heart best.

When Yueyang left the world of Treasure Book, he found that both Nangong Old Man and Pluto had come out and sensed the center square with excitement.

Seeing the old man of Nangong, the most ironic ally, Yue Yang was relaxed for half of his heart.

As for the Pluto, he didn't fall for it, which makes Yueyang quite happy.

This means that the Pluto is a trustworthy teammate who, in addition to being smart, attaches great importance to teamwork and personal commitment. Under that death threat, in the face of that good temptation, it is really not easy for the Pluto to leave all the temptations behind and remain steadfast in his self.

“Xiao Yueyang, I'm sorry I couldn't convince them.” The old man of Nangong shook his head with a touch of darkness.

“Now it's just us.” The Pluto suggests that a massacre is taking place in Central Square and that the chances of survival of the deceitful teammates are minimal.

“If you don't leave now, you won't be able to stay. You guys take a break. I'll check it out. Don't worry, I'm fine.” Yueyang nodded to the old people of the Nangong Palace and the Pluto. With a breakthrough in his heart, he traveled with pride and darkness after night. Yueyang classmates flew calmly to the center square.

Central Square.

At this point, it became an abattoir.

All their loved ones and friends were killed by the burning of heaven and the burning of gold, and only the remaining ancient fighters died in the Holocaust.

The ancient guardian god of war of the eastern heavens, the twelve-wing angel 50 meters high, and the tiger head lion tail man 80 meters high in the southern heavens, were both knocked down to the ground, allowing the ancient slaughterer Beast King, with four commanders and six captains, to beat wildly, seriously injuring and dying. Yellow Springs, meteoroids, burning the sky, they intercepted wildly, hoping to save their companions as much as possible, but under the attack of the Quartet Guardian Arbitrator, nothing could be done.

Mysterious male palpitations, a special area of the body that covers the entire center square.

In his field, the weakest insect was knocked down and left to die.

Golden Zodiac, the body divided into eight pieces.

He, the first of all heavenly men to die… burn the blood of the heavenly battle, despite abandoning life and death to intercept, not only can he not save his companions, but he himself is in danger.

“Kill me too, you fucking liar!” Unlike Yellow Springs and meteorites, he believed unreservedly in the sky flame as a predecessor, and did not expect to exchange it, but cruelly deceived. My beloved wife, who wanted to share the joy of success with her, didn't expect to bring it to her, but it was a nightmare deception, even death!

“Damn it!” Though no relatives were killed, they also chose to believe in the yellow springs and meteorites of their enemies, and anger erupted to its peak.

Because of the power gap, coupled with the success of enemy conspiracies.

Yellow Springs knows.

This battle is irreversible.

The only thing you can do is kill your enemies and strive to be humiliated in the snow before you die!

“Black prison, help me!” Empty Eight Wings is not dead, his strength was not enough to sustain him to this day, but he was not the primary target of the massacre. After carrying the fatal blow of the Silver Armor War, his face broke, his teeth broken, the original beautiful face, a bloody stain.

“Sorry, I, I can't help.” Faced with the plea of old friends, the Black Prison King shifted his gaze, slowly shook his head and refused.

“I would like to turn to you, please, give me a chance…" Emperor Eight Wings cannot return to the Treasure Book world, and no one can leave easily under the mysterious and strange realm of men's palpitations.

“Really?” said the mysterious man, palpitating in a purple golden cape, waving his hands slightly, in a messianic tone: "On your knees, beg me. ”

As the chief executive officer of a bright continent, as one of the five emperors of the Tower of Heaven, the Emperor Eight Wings.

He was born to this day.

I've never knelt before in my life.

Now, with humiliation and subjugation, can you really redeem yourself?

The Emperor did not know, but he had no second choice... under the astonishing gaze of East War Tiger and North Fang, he knelt down slowly, his knees‘ snapped ’, and knelt on the cold ground in Central Square.

His heart was full of shame, but he did not dare to reveal a little. Tears blended with blood as he bowed and prayed, dripping on the floor.

For his life, he abandoned the honor of a warrior.

Yueyang just arrived and saw this scene.

Stunning.

Although this has nothing to do with him and the Emperor is not a good thing, he is still a teammate.

As one of the five emperors of Tongtian Tower, the Emperor Eight Wings knelt down to the enemy in such humiliation to ask forgiveness. It is a great disgrace to speak of it. If the predecessors of Longteng Mainland knew about it 10,000 years ago, they would probably scold the posterity and disgrace them! Shi can kill without shame, Yueyang doesn't know why the Emperor did it, but he knows that even if the Emperor did it, the flame would never let the Emperor go!

The weak have no human rights!

No matter what the Emperor does, he will not have compassion and forgiveness.

The flames humiliate the Emperor like this, just to get more pleasure in abusing the weak before killing him.

“Emperor, Emperor Eight Wings, it is useless to do so...” Yue Yang sighed darkly, the Emperor Eight Wings are not bad strength compared to the Emperor Guanlan, but when it comes to the pride and honor heart of the martial arts, Emperor is far worse. Kwanlan Neptune, knowing that he would die, chose the end of the bloody battle, preferred to die. Even in the end, he was free to die, and with his head around his neck, he repaid the resentment for the rest of his life.

Imperial Guanlan died, and he died violently.

Although Yueyang persisted in fulfilling the aspirations of the resting elderly and killing Neptune Guanlan, he personally respected this courageous man and did not view Neptune Guanlan as a success or defeat theory hero.

The Emperor, also one of the five emperors of Tongtian Tower, knelt to the enemy at the last moment and begged forgiveness.

This move disappointed Yueyang...

It also gives Yueyang more insight. The strength of the martial arts is not the most important factor, and the mentality of the martial arts is the strongest guarantee. A sheep, even with the power of a lion, is just a sheep! Emperor Eight Wings is in power, he is actually a strong man, although not the strongest, at least has a certain ability to protect himself. Instead of protecting himself, however, the Emperor knelt down and begged for forgiveness. In his mentality, he was completely reduced to a weak person.

“Leave me alone. If you can't help me, leave me alone!” The Emperor trembled with unusual pain.

He was always so high, of course, he felt immensely ashamed.

However, in the face of unbeatable enemies.

What choice does he have?

The Emperor doesn't want to die here. He wants to live like a black king.

“Well done, I like smart people. Now, merciful me, give you a chance to bend your knees to me like him!” Wearing a purple golden cloak of palm, he stood as a grand star, indicating that he was now willing to accept his surrender.

“Psst, goddamn liar, I'm gonna eat your blood and sleep on your skin!” Turns out he worships the heaven with the greatest respect for the flames and is angry with his eyes.

“At the end of the bloodbath, there is nothing but death.” The attitude of Yellow Springs is as strong as a rock.

“Tiger, Feng Xiao, come here!” The Black Prison King suddenly called two loyal subordinates.

The East War Tiger and the North Fang looked at each other.

Suddenly, both of them knelt down.

Four knees down...

Yueyang is a little sweaty compared to the lower representatives of the northeastern and southeastern realms. Is the western realm particularly rich in cartilage? Forget the Emperor Eight Wings. Now the East War Tiger and the North Fang will kneel and beg for forgiveness? It is not surprising, however, that they both kneel down, because their owners were originally the Black Prison Kings, and now the Black Prison Kings are in enemy camps, the East War Tigers and the North Fang Fang Fang have fallen into the past, very sensible and completely unexpected Yueyang.

“Warlords, tigers and bangers have been following you for years, loyal and never against your will.” The East War Tiger knocked and bowed.

“Okay, get up and come to me!” The Black Prison King couldn't resist the death of two capable men, and those who were capable were easy to find, but loyal to none of them.

“Our words are not finished... The Jail King, Tiger Head and Feng Xiao are with your master and servant, we are all given by you, if nothing has happened today, we will follow you forever, do not fail the Jail King you have cultivated a great favour for us. But today's camp is different, please forgive Tiger Head and Feng Zheng's disloyalty, and can no longer follow you. With all his strength and thanks for rebuilding, now give it back to the prison king as much as you can... I'm here to bid you farewell!” Northfang also knocked, lightning out the dagger between his waist, deep into his heart.

Strike with your sword, your other hand reaches into your heart and digs out your entire heart.

In the complex eyes of the Black Prison King, North Fang slowly crushed his heart.

The East War Tiger closed his eyes...

He burst up to the limit of a moment and flew to the nearest Ancient Slaughter Captain and blew himself to death!

Despite knowing that suicide bombings were futile, the East War Tigers chose to die in battle.

Instead of surrendering!

They can bow their knees in gratitude and never beg for forgiveness!

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