Long Live Summons!

The purple moxibustion originally had a horrifying look on its face and stagnated.

Wan Xiao Wan rushed over, the gray wolf in the state of the exterminated demon wolf, waved his claws, and behind Wan Xiao Wan Wan's back, drew several long blood flowers.

“No.” Wanxi Wang retreated from Yueyang, grabbed the body of purple moxibustion and roared angrily.

For Wanxi Wang, although Yueyang killed a third person, it is actually himself, the only exception is that the body is still alive. Red flames of the first and blue flames of the second also wanted to come, and the seal and the shackles of the North Peak strangled them to death. Neither the seal nor the shackles of the North Peak were rivals to the flames of erythema and flames, but they did.

Prisoner's Dragon Column, with a strange golden flash.

Both directly entangled in death were imprisoned on columns, and the blue flames and the northern peak shackles were firmly bound together; similarly, the lunar chain of the northern peak shackles emitted a brilliant silver light, tying the erythema and the seal together.

Blue flames and erythema continue to struggle, exploding with energy from time to time, hoping to kill a bundled opponent.

The seal and the shackles of the North Peak endure bitterness.

As long as the will is there, and there is no syncope in the mind, the enemy will never escape.

For 6,000 years, they have been in a state of special cultivation, adapting to the power of each other's sacred objects. This method of warfare, the way they thought about it in their boring defense, was not self-inflicted.

For the two North Peak shackles and seals, the tying power of the dragon post and the lunar chain has long been adapted.

And blue flames and red flames, not only to resist the binding power of the holy instrument, but also to defend against the seals and the shackles of the North Peak, they have been caught in a trapped and frightened war mud, for a short period of time, impossible to disengage. Even when outsiders go to rescue, it does not help much, as both the dragon post and the lunar chain are externally functional, prohibiting the enemy from rescuing them, and cannot be released unless the master is killed.

Blinking demon pride, the rampant sickness came up.

Trying to mix the water and touch the fish.

But Yueyang killed Yueyang at first glance, suddenly scared his soul to death, immediately backed off, never dared to go forward, only to harm the pond fish.

The Sword of Return gradually dissipates, and the Sword of Frost Hua rapidly becomes invisible.

However, the fatal trauma of these two swords to the third person, Purple Moxibustion, can never be healed and restored.

Stalling the areas of talent and energy concentration in the body let Yueyang Tianmei's eyes see through the purple moxibustion, he is no longer able to recover, even if Wan Wan used all means to rescue, but only for a short period of time. The wheel of annihilation has cut the core of energy in his body. Yueyang will not be able to revive the purple moxibustion without replenishing the two swords of Yuanhua.

“No, no...” Wan Wan roared in despair.

“It doesn't matter, Body, even without me as a third person, you can defeat all enemies, you can conquer the entire Tower of Heaven, you can conquer the entire heavens. Even if I go, body, you'll have a new third. I've been there, I've been satisfied.” There is constant energy dissipation in the purple moxibustion brain, more energy, like a fountain, in the huge hole in the chest and back. It turns out that he is Tianzhuan Tier 3. After his physical life completely died, he quickly fell to Tianzhuan Tier 1 strength in less than a minute.

“Purple Moxibustion, I will never have a third body, a third body, that will always belong to you, you are the most perfect person in the world.” A little tear in the eyes of the Wanxi King.

“I can't see how narcissistic you are.” Yueyang classmate coughed a few times and gently wiped away the blood silk on her lips: “Don't worry, I will soon send you to accompany you to the world's most perfect third body, Wanxi Wang, today, is your time to die! ”

“Major Yue Jia, I swear, I will return it 10,000 times!” Wanxi Wang's eyes stared poisonously at Yueyang.

“I also swore the same when your followers killed my servant and took away my family that day. I hate you more than the Black Prison King!” Yueyang Goddess: “Your men, the Master of the Magic Gate, and a large group of fanatical believers, in order to climb the sky, in order to enter the ladder, first design poison Fourth Uncle and Miss Fengjia, then abduct the Fourth Mistress and Frost, which almost left my family. You enter the ladder, devastate, intentionally destroy the roots of Tongtian Tower, let the space of Tongtian Tower collapse, and enjoy the secrets of the ruins of the gods on your own. I won't tell you any more of those crap... just because you caused one of my relatives, you deserve to die! Master Wan, don't pretend to be pathetic in front of me. You kill people like numbness, the fall of the heavenly tower. You are the culprit. How many heavenly strength and potential descendants of the past have you slaughtered? You are simply a piece of junk. You have the face to call yourself a genius for stealing the energy that others have worked so hard to cultivate! ”

“Today, either you die, or I die...” King Wan restored calm.

“No, body, get out of here! It's a conspiracy, an ambush, don't stay any longer!” The dying purple moxibustion struggled and pounced viciously on Yueyang: “Before I have the power of my last blow, go! ”

The dying third person, Purple Moxibustion, intends to use his last strength.

Drag Yueyang.

Let the Monster King escape the secret door.

Putting together the last strength, Purple Moxibustion wielded a heavy punch, with the last full strength, hit Yueyang severely.

The warrior angel Ika, stretching out her right arm, hit Purple Moxibustion's shattering head hard as she missed it. At the moment when the purple moxibustion flies, immediately change the moves, reach down on the face door of the purple moxibustion, directly pressing the whole of the broken purple moxibustion of the skull on the ground.

Boom.

A loud, deafening sound.

The ground was deeply trapped in a huge explosion pit centered around the arms of the war angel Ika, stretching around, 10 metres deep and dozens of metres wide in diameter.

Kill with one hit.

Purple moxibustion can't even be the last suicide bombing, letting Ika kill herself.

Yueyang ignored these, but watched the Wanxi King quietly and watched his actions at all times. He is surrounded by the Summoning Treasure, sparkling like a halo 'world', madly absorbing the powerless energy of purple moxibustion after death, and all the energy that can be absorbed and utilized transforms the world into its own energy for promotion.

Ten Thousand Monster King, now very sorry.

He knew he was in such a hurry to do this... if he hadn't just left the staircase and not returned to his peak soon, he would never have watched a third person die in front of him. Yuejia's three fewer war beasts, many treasures and extraordinary potential, but this kid is too young to fight at his peak. It's just that my heart is too eager for the Ancient Demon King's perfect body, and in calculating the Sea Nation, I let the Jellyfish Queen and Yuejia Sanxiao work together to figure it out.

Wan Xi Wang hated it in his heart.

He hates both Yueyang and himself.

The third is the best one. He was the most powerful assistant to conquer the Tower himself. Unfortunately, he was killed and damaged by greed to the body of the ancient demon king.

I regret it.

This is the most authentic picture of King Wan's current state of mind.

Boom, boom, boom... the scarred seal post and northern peak shackles, can no longer hold, double syncope falls down.

Their dragon columns and moon chains were cut off because they lost their masters' consciousness, loosened the flames and erythema that tied them up, and fell weakly to the ground.

The seal post and the shackles of the North Peak have exhausted their final strength. The enemies of Nahe are too powerful and they are in continuous warfare, because the wounds are too heavy and the energy is repeatedly overrun, the spirit can no longer be sustained, and they faint. Yueyang glanced at both of them. To these two guardians who adhered to the imperial orders, no one could stand the loneliness of 6,000 years and insisted on guarding the seal. Especially since the Jail Emperor is dead and the order is no longer in effect, they remained under the heavenly star seal of the fortress for 6,000 years, until Yueyang, the new generation of the Jail Emperor, appeared, has not finished their caretaker duties.

Who is the most honorable?

Most honorable for a man who has kept his promise for thousands of years, like the seal and the shackles of the North Peak!

While Yueyang and Wanxi King continued to confront each other and were ready to attack at any time to find the enemy's weaknesses, within the battlefield of death, the barbarian bull shadow, Aban, was hunting down the heavenly dragon and the only remaining fiery dragon.

Aban, who possesses the chain of bondage, the Golden Dragon Slaughter Gun, the Golden Dragon Slaughter Dagger and is never tired, had already prevailed.

However, looking at the imminent death of the heavenly demon dragon uses an extremely cunning skill.

Escaped the bondage of the chains.

It's a very special dragon skill, death substitution.

The heavenly dragon swallowed a devastating fiery dragon into his stomach, and then replaced it with death, first faking his own death, and then sacrificing the millennial dragon of his covenant. At the first moment of the Millennium Dragon Sacrifice, he succeeded in deceiving the chains, which immediately passed through the body of the heavenly dragon, through the ribs, and transferred them to the thousand dragons in his belly, securely tying them together.

In extreme pain, the heavenly dragon did not have the time to spit the thousand dragon corpses out of the body, allowing the bad Aban to drag them out directly at the waist ribs.

The left side of your body has a huge blood hole in your abdomen and broken ribs.

When thousands of dragon corpses are pulled out of the body, the heavenly dragon really hurts.

Fortunately, this painful price has brought back precious freedoms. The Dragon of the Heavenly Realm was unable to break his inner heart, broke his ribs, and pierced his abdomen. He flew to the sky in a hurry, whining and using his energy to recover serious injuries.

“Crazy reptiles, you can't escape.” Absinthe was very angry.

The chain of bondage has not completely succeeded in Yueyang refining. If integrated with Yueyang Heart God, Aban, the lifeguardian warrior, can also be used. As long as she can be united with the God of the Chain, there is no escape in front of this Tianjin Dragon, and Aban will not let his death substitute skill deceive. Now that the Dragon of Heaven is free, flying into the sky and trying to kill it, it's hard.

The only fire-breathing dragon left to dive down to buy some time for Heaven's Dragon to recover.

Spit out long flaming columns at Aban.

Its purpose is not to kill enemies, but to attract their attention.

“Death!” Aban was angry to the extreme, feeling that his body was about to explode, an anger he had never had before, rising in his heart and chest. She had a premonition that the skill, which she could not master but which occasionally appeared automatically, was triggered by this success. Aban's eyes turned red and his mouth and nose burst with flames and flashes of light.

Death gaze, triggered, not controlled by Aban himself.

And even more frightening, this time, after staring at death, the second harder to trigger blood pupil double-kill, simultaneously releasing.

In the sky, the fiery dragon that sprayed the columns of fire into Aban, and the heavenly demon dragon that was just lucky enough to escape, whilst making a scream...

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