Long Live Summons!

“Is that you?” Xifeng Xianxian raised her eyebrows. In fact, she kinda guessed that Nanjiang Demon King would come to fight, but didn't expect her to come here to support herself, instead of going directly to Yueyang.

“Didn't I miss a good fight?” The demon king of Nanjiang waved softly, and the jade fingers rotated gently on the wax.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding

It rang again.

Beautiful, like a spring drip in a heartland, intoxicating.

Slowly open the eyes of the thunderous, this walnut music, what a deadly trick!

This round of sound waves, obviously, came at him, with his power, naturally able to resist, but his personal defense, in this soul-wiping music, spit blood all over the ground. If this demon king of Nanjiang came just now and killed nearly 100 people, it has already made him angry. If he hadn't had a well-planned plan, he wouldn't have interfered now, otherwise he would have gone. Now, Nanjiang demon king provoked again with sound waves, he had at least ten of his own personal defenses, and his heart burst to death.

Worst of all, these dead protégés, even death, the expression on their faces, remain strangely happy and intoxicated, completely unconscious.

The leader of the Mercenary Regiment of the Wolf clapped his hands and laughed: "It's amazing how beautiful the music is, how elegant the method of killing is. ”

Nanjiang Demon Wang Yan smiled: “There are more surprises behind it! ”

Without waiting for the thunder to speak, her hands danced.

Like a storm.

Biwa's wonderful and moving voice changed and became raging, exhilarating and high, such as the thousands of armies of Mercedes on the battlefield.

Even the slowest person in music can see the iron-currenting cavalry, under the command of the commander, hovering neatly on the ground, sweeping the enemy, so that people can't help but feel the heat and blood, boiling for it. Look, the battle flag hunting, flying in front of the Iron Army, leading the warrior forward, listen, the drum of battle sounds, horseshoe thunder, the formation rocks the ground, causing the heavens and the earth to discolor... facing the thousands of arrows and rain, facing the standing spear, the warriors, even the next second, all dressed and dead, running fearlessly.

Even if killed, the body fell over.

Even if the body makes the horseshoes step into mud, they can fly without worries...

The whole scene is covered in the world of killer music of the demon king of Nanjiang. The thunderous armies heard fell, some as if they were arrows in the forehead, some as if they were pierced by spears, some as if they had fallen over their horses and let their companions step into the meat mud. Their way of dying, like the warriors in the music world, their souls roared silently, and they began with the weakest strength, one by one, falling to the ground, dying.

A little stronger is painfully underpinned, but as the world of music changes, they can't help but get drunk.

If, at this time, Commander Zhong Thunder can come forward and drink loudly.

Break the world of music.

They may survive.

Unfortunately, today's thunderous, equally immersed in the music world, can't stop the resonance of the soul even if he stuck his fingers in his ear. Not only thunderous astonishment, but also a group of wolf mercenaries from heaven, the leader of the heavenly ranks and the deputy leader of the heavenly ranks, are inevitably caught in a musical illusion.

The fastest man to get rid of it was the tall hat guy from the clowns.

He did not interrupt Nanjiang Demon King's performance.

First, he loved music and couldn't bear to break this kind of soul-trembling heavenly music; second, the soldiers of the Thunder Legion were supposed to sacrifice it in the plan, to kill them with the other hand, and he wouldn't be offended by the thunder. Although he didn't care about the thunderous opinions, there was still a place to rely on thunderous in sacrificing ancient seal formations and exploring all aspects of the exploration of the gods; third, the punishment of the opposite heaven was gathering the horrible thunderbolt of heavenly punishment, and he had no doubt that the thunderbolt of the horrible heavenly punishment would strike over his head at the moment he destroyed the demon king of the southern frontier to play.

Why should I bear the thunder of this punishment on behalf of the Wolf Mercenary Group?

The Wolf Mercenary Group was meant to be a scapegoat!

The man with the tall hat did not say anything, but stood back a little and tried to face the heavenly punishment at the safest distance… He cleverly transferred the heavenly punishment to his own killing machine and to the leader of the Wolf Mercenary Corps.

Played by Nanjiang Demon King without disturbance.

Keep going.

Her hands stopped dancing and bounced slowly.

The rhythm slowed down, like a brief tranquillity after the storm... listening to this play, people seemed to see, let the blood stain the red sky, the storm passed, the bloodthirsty warriors, the servants, the messy bodies, scattered all over the mountains, the battlefield extraordinary Shawther.

Residual warriors, slowly crawling out of the morgue.

They didn't cheer, they just sat numb on a pile of tall bodies, and their eyes were bland.

The sky began to have tiny rainfall points, falling, bitter cold, a bloody evening breeze, a burst of dripping on the battlefield, joining that strip of twisted blood creek, and bleeding into a pool of blood.

Apart from the hunting flag, nothing is active.

Darkness descends.

The clouds are cloudless, the moon is moonless, and the sky is as gray as the heart.

Shawther's awesome cold wind blew through the battlefield, and the light rain in the sky gradually turned into shattered snow, cold wind, and kept blowing, as if it could blow to a distant home.

Countless gray-haired parents, countless longing wives, silent tears, they will never be able to expect their loved ones back. Only children who do not understand grief will make a hip-hop laugh under the light. Only in the middle of the night will they raise the bowl in their hands to ask for more food from their mother, but they do not know that what they just ate is the last food in the family... The elderly parents face is full of grief, and the strong smiling daughter-in-law, comforting the elderly, only in the middle of the night, she will dare to whimper a few times without knowledge!

Heavy snow began to cover up the bloody battlefield… a few dead veterans, walking deep and light.

Sometimes someone falls down.

Sleep forever.

In the end, the returning team, there was only one person left, lonely figure, gradually moving away in the snow and wind.

Until dawn, when the sun rose east, one could see that the last shadow had not come out of the shadows of the snow. He, long ago, had turned into an ice sculpture, just his eyes, staring in the direction of his hometown... behind that ice sculpture, left behind a long string of bloody footprints of snow trampling. Cold winds blow through, between heaven and earth, and there is no more anger.

“Whoo-hoo!” When Commander Thundering in the Lizard woke up in the music, he found his body frozen and even frozen, breathing white mist on his face.

He dared not imagine what would happen to his subordinates if he could not resist such a musical illusion.

And when he turns around, what he sees in the curtain is a white ice sculpture.

The whole Legion of Thunder, nearly ten thousand elites.

All condensed into ice sculptures.

Except for a handful of innate strongmen who barely survive, the rest, the whole army is gone!

“No, ah, no! ”

The thunder moaned painfully, and he held his heart to his death.

For the first time in his life, he was heartbroken!

Feel desperate!

The enemy's blow is no less than hearing the death of the Black Prison King.

Though Zhong Thundering, the commander has raised his vigilance and even blocked his ears, he never thought that Nanjiang Demon King's musical visions had caused the resonance of his soul. He was still able to trigger the reaction of physical energy, allowing himself to indulge in the visions of music and couldn't help but drown. The most desperate thing is that because the previous demon king of Nanjiang had launched two waves of music attacks, he seriously and wrongly underestimated her true strength, and he was able to defend herself against her music attacks. Who knows, when she truly did a great trick, the whole Legion of Thunder was overthrown!

If the Legion of Thunder had let heaven punish this heavenly rank strong to kill, it would not have hurt so much, but Nanjiang Demon King is a woman of the same rank as herself.

Why would it take her, an attack, a hundred years to build a successful Legion of Thunder?

The thunder almost blew his lungs.

“Kill!” he rushed to the demon king of Nanjiang, whatever the tactics, whatever the rules, whatever the plan, he ignored.

What he wanted in his heart was to kill the woman who killed his entire regiment.

She has to die!

Nanjiang Demon King with Jade Biwa, rose up in the sky, his expression was a little shameless.

As the fairies of heaven descend upon the earth.

Beautiful figure.

Even avoiding the deadly attack of thunder and anger in the sky is like dancing.

She knew she didn't have the strength to punish God, but she could still do it by taking out this Thunder Army and taking away this angry lizard commander. As for those three scales across the street, it was a matter of heaven's punishment, and she was temporarily unable to deal with such enemies.

As it came, Nanjiang Demon King, who deliberately lured Zhongthunder to ease the burden on his companions, quickly disappeared from the sky.

Thunder caught up with him.

Two people, quickly disappeared into battle.

The people of Heavenly Demons, such as Heavenly Condemnation and Heavenly Robbery, feared each other!

Fortunately, this demon king of Nanjiang is not the enemy, otherwise he will have a headache. Who can decipher this kind of musical illusion killing? Nanjiang Demon King, she is still only innate level 9. If she rises to the top, understands the kingdom of supremacy, and then carries out a sonic attack, who else is her opponent in the world? Even if there is, I'm afraid there's very little!

The Oriental Demon Race is certainly not simple, no wonder it can be called the most powerful race of Tongtian Tower.

“Not bad, I really like it.” The leader of the Heavenly Wolf Mercenary Regiment clapped his hands with delicacy. In fact, the heart of this heavenly man was also deterred by music.

Fortunately, the enemy did not take the opportunity to attack, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

In order to cover up the uncontrolled breakdown of his mind just now, he decided to show his hand.

The death of the elite morale of the Legion of Thunder coincided with his need to sacrifice his life to the ancient transmission formation. His fingers learned the posture of Phoenix Beauty just now, a heavenly power finger, directly crossed the ground and drew a trench two meters wide and three meters deep, 100 meters long, from before him until the edge of the ancient seal array. At the same time, he punched a loud finger and let the palms set fire to the flames, covering the whole field with heat, quickly unfreezing the 10,000 people ice sculpture just made by the demon king of Nanjiang.

Countless frozen blood flows into trenches.

Slowly, go to the ancient seal array in the distance... although the effect is no better than standing in the seal array for a life and blood sacrifice, it's always better than wasting it for nothing!

“Add your blood!” The beauty of Phoenix disappeared, and when she reappeared, she was already behind the leader of the Wolf Mercenary Corps. The three heavenly ranks attacked each other simultaneously, and the leader seemed to have long been guarded against it, tearing his claws apart and attacking Phoenix Beauty. The deputy leader of the Bear Man, he shot the strongest punch. As long as he was hit, he believed that the beautiful beauty of Phoenix would disappear. And the tall hat man, faster than the two, faster than the ghost, green and green like a zombie ten fingers, poisonous blade to the back of the beautiful Phoenix.

“You got it!” The mercenary leader grinned, his eyes gleaming with the insidious light of the plot to succeed.

“Death!”

Phoenix replied with only one word.

She couldn't avoid flashing, stretching out her jade hand, holding the force of heaven and punishment against each other's head… Under the deadly clash of the three heavens, she was instantly knocked off, forming a wonderful parabola, falling from high altitude. As her feet stood still on the ground, her body trembled slightly, with ten interwoven wounds on the back of the show, and her left shoulder bleeding.

However, everyone looked at this heavenly punishment with amazement and had an unbelievable look in their eyes.

Not because of her injuries, but because of her horrible lethality!

Opposite the leader of the Wolf Mercenary Corps from heaven, a powerful and unscrupulous rank.

In the sight of the crowd, the head blows!

Soul extinction!

Seconds!

The body that lost its head fell to the ground, and the blood splattered all over it! The most horrible thing is that this guy didn't even know he was dead until he died. Before the head exploded, that face still had the arrogance to succeed... while killing a strong enemy Phoenix beauty, wiping the blood off her lips without care, seducing the bears who were born to speak to that blinding deputy leader, revealing a beautiful and death-filled smile: “Next, it's your turn! ”

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