Long Live Summons!

Turn around the corridor, it's not like it just came in.

In the spacious space, there are obvious organic traps, freezing ponds with cold energy, and flame nozzles in the form of animal mouths. According to this terrain, avoidance is necessary in order not to trigger the organ.

After triggering the machine, the consequences must be tragic.

Don't say Mantis the Reaper. Normal fools won't win either.

It is presumed that only a blind Kryptonian dog eye with brain damage would be so obvious.

The most obvious bloom is that the ground has a shallow footprint at certain distances.

That's Cyclops coming out.

These footprints have obvious cover-up attempts, mostly coming out on the ground with a toe point, as tall as a Cyclops, with only a few footprints. If you don't observe it carefully enough, you won't find it.

Death Mantis, follow the footsteps, fly slowly.

She found herself left behind a faint trail of flight.

The flight route remains clear, albeit with little wing-flapping suspension. Reaper Mantis is caught in thought. Will all creatures pass through and leave traces? Leaving traces doesn't look like much use, it also exposes the target, why is this happening? The test of the Great Hall of the Spiritual Beast will definitely not be useless, there must be some kind of secret that needs to be solved... cautiously advanced a few dozen meters, then turned over a spinning passageway, the Death Mantis did not trigger any machine, nor did the Cyclops see it, but in front of it, there are actually two choices.

Two corridor entrances.

Both entrances actually left traces of Cyclops and traces of her flight.

This, what's going on? Even if it's back to where it came from, it's just walking through a corridor!

There must be a corridor entrance that's fake.

But which one is fake?

“?” The Reaper Mantis has fallen back into thought.

“Ho ho!” There was a hallway where a Cyclops roared, and then something dark flew in.

Reaper Mantis instinctively dodged.

Boom. It was a heavy boulder that fell on the ground in darkness. Instead of waiting for the Mantis of Death to see, another blackish thing flew in, faster. The position where the boulder was thrown seemed to be a weighing machine, automatically closing the door outside once the weight was exceeded. The death mantis flashed through her heart, and she immediately reacted, her little hands clumping together a ball of energy.

Fly down to the second dark thing.

The Cyclops hidden in the dark, ugly faces, flashed a smile.

This clever little dot is dead. How can she know the cruelty of this place even if she is more careful and careful and has not experienced the organ trap in the Palace of the Spiritual Beast?

The faint light emitted by the energy ball that lasted out of hand reflected the cyclops' face, as well as the true body of the second shadow. It's a wooden box, and the Cyclops don't know when to move it. According to the fragility of the crate, let alone the blow of the energy ball, the heavenly beast of strength, even a sneeze will shatter. The energy ball flew in, hitting the crate, the Cyclops saw the fait accompli, and there was no change in iron, so they quickly retreated, moving forward a thousand times faster than the previous step.

Once the crate blows up the energy ball, the shock wave will certainly trigger the obviously exposed machines.

Punished by the power of the organ and by the law of smashing crates.

That little dot is definitely dead!

At the same time that the Cyclops retreated backwards, it even threw out a dozen crates that had previously been secretly stored, all with a clever force.

If more than a dozen crates explode together, even if it's only a 30 percent chance of thunder, it's bound to win.

The Cyclops are so proud, why would the Toad designate himself to snipe? The reason is simple, because you're smarter! Who could have imagined that under such an ugly and silly appearance, his own mind was so thoughtful. In the familiar Palace of Spiritual Beasts, it is also unclear how many newborn beasts can successfully pit themselves here.

The Palace of the Spiritual Beast is the best hunting ground of its own!

Boom!

There was a shocking explosion ahead.

The exploding thermal shock waves, and the rubble, even splashed into the door of the room where the Cyclops flew back and forth.

It worked!

The One-Eyed Giant was overjoyed, tested in the Palace of the Spiritual Beast, and dared to use such a powerful energy ball? It's like dying! It presses the impulse to see how the other person dies and stays in the room.

When the bursting serial explosion gradually passed, the sound of another burst of thunder and bombardment disappeared, it seemed to hear a crowd of beasts shouting, until all the voices disappeared, the Cyclops whistled and walked out of the room. It can be concluded that the newborn beast is dead. Because this is a simple reasoning, when the crate was broken by an energy ball, the impact wave of the explosion not only shattered the dozen crates that flew in the back, but also triggered those obviously visible institutional traps. The power of an organ trap explosion is enough to make that tiny little trauma, plus a dozen boxes with a 30 percent chance of thunder, and as for those beasts shouting, it's even simpler, that's a wild warcraft with a 50 percent chance of breaking a crate into it.

As long as the target dies, the beasts that come in randomly will be transferred away again.

That's why they're so quiet.

You don't have to look at it at all, Cyclops know that the cautious little one is dead... by his ingenious design!

How many battle beasts have you ever killed in this hallway? A hundred or two? The One-Eyed Giant can't remember himself, now he just wants to get out as soon as possible, find the Toad King, and collect his share of the reward. That's a hundred high-quality Tianzhu magic crystals. With that heavy reward, you can break through and upgrade yourself. From Tianzhu IV to Tianzhu V, you can survive in the Valley of the Beasts, or you can add more strength and more security.

“Ha ha…”

The One-Eyed Giant laughs proudly and looks at the scene of his painstaking ‘masterpiece', enjoying the honor of victory and the pride of intellectual superiority.

When it laughed happiest, suddenly the laughter was like a knife.

Incredible sight.

Appears before its one-eyed eye.

Dead little dots, still alive. At her feet, more than a dozen crates were piled up, and all the organs around them that had been triggered were still there. Nothing has changed except for one giant rock that has been blown to pieces.

How is that possible?

I saw the energy ball blow up on the crate!

Seems to see the mesmerization of the Cyclops, the Reaper Mantis was reborn into the younger face, revealing a smile like the master Yueyang.

Her little hands clustered together a light-hearted energy sphere. Through this insignificant faint light, the Cyclops suddenly realized a little bit. Why does this little dot concentrate the energy sphere? She wasn't primarily attacking, she was illuminating, and through the light, she had actually seen that the second object she had thrown in the past was a crate, not a boulder.

Then why would she hit the crate with an energy ball?

Reaper Mantis gave the answer.

Little finger a little bit, a crate flies up, suspended in the middle of the sky.

Instead of exploding after hitting the crate, the energy ball ‘whoop' flies over, causing refraction. The energy ball causes the crate to eject at very high speeds, like a bouncing ball, bouncing around in the corridor, but cleverly, without hitting an organ trap.

Finally, the flying ball fired for half a day, returning to Mantis the Reaper, as if it had never been thrown out.

Cyclops, now I understand.

Turns out this energy sphere is simply under each other's control.

As long as the little one wants, she can make it whatever she wants, it won't explode, it won't smash the crate.

If you can't smash a crate, where are the shockwaves, gravel, thunder, etc. from the trigger? I even heard the beast roar, it's not a hallucination!

Reaper Mantis smiled again.

She reversed her torso and kicked that half-spangled ball of energy hard. The ball hit a hole in the ground where the boulder just existed, and the rubble splashed in front of the Cyclops. Energy balls explode, a burst of shock waves diffuse, but like ripples on the surface of the water, encountering any obstacle will not produce an impact, but will only create a second ripple, spreading again... this is the rubble the Cyclops saw and the sensed shock wave... when the fool looks at it, looks up and finds the Mantis of Death, every finger bounced, then in the shock wave space field controlled by her will, explodes of different sizes but loud sounds.

These explosions, again under her will control, magically do not produce any impact, although the sound is staggering.

The Death Mantis' fingers are connected, and every click, there is a thunderbolt, which blows in the energy field.

It's not like any crate was broken by Thunderbolt.

As for the hundred beasts howling, it was a fine ‘golden whistle’ in the mouth of the reaper mantis. Once she took it out, she blew it, and there were all kinds of beasts howling, and it rang again and again!

“This is the Golden Whistle of the Warcraft. It's the Poison Bee King's baby. Where did you come from?” The Cyclops woke up.

“Hip!” Mantis Reaper replied, smiling, making the Cyclops feel like a fool.

There is a clandestine battle between the Beast Kings, here in the Beast Valley the theme of eternity.

He became a chess piece used by the Toad King. No wonder he promised a hundred Tianzhu Demon Crystals a reward that he never intended to pay. Cyclops suffered in their hearts. Whoever triumphed over or lost the Beast King did not have a good ending as a chess piece. This clever little dot was no good in killing her successfully or letting her escape.

The Cyclops are about to talk and withdraw from the fight.

All of a sudden, it sees death in the eyes of the Reaper Mantis!

This little bit angry, not good... the Cyclops had absolute certainty, but after the perfect deception of the Reaper Mantis, it found her true strength, far beyond her own estimation. It's hard to tell who the deer are going to fight her in this mirror hallway!

Back off!

Victory or no victory, there is no good result, or there is no plan.

Cyclops, heartless and familiar with the terrain, quickly bypassed the institutional trap and fled to the other end of the Mirror House Hall.

When it turns around the corner of the corridor, ready to leave the main hall and leave the Palace of the Spiritual Beast. It suddenly sees the strange sight of Mantis the Reaper sees when he comes in. How come there are two entrances to the corridor in front of him? You're leaving!

Did that little dot recognize his own machine operation and reset the bypassing terrain of the Mirror House Hall?

Knock, click!

The Cyclops paused under their feet and heard a broken sound at the bottom of their feet. One lowered his head and found that sometime, there was a crate under his feet, and worst of all, it was broken. The Cyclops jumped in shock, snapped, and found that there were fragments on the top of his head, looked up, and found that there was a wooden box hanging on it, so that he smashed his head...

No, no, no!

You can't design your enemies by framing yourself, but you let them frame you?

Instead of reflecting like hitting a crate, an energy ball created a powerful impact that shook the horrified Cyclops back three steps. Wait for the Cyclops to steady their feet and find themselves stepping on a beast mouth nozzle.

The flame sprayed from the sky, right in the middle of the door.

Cyclops went blind on the spot.

It is in immense pain, a huge torso of fire, falling into the corridor and struggling...

One bright-eyed person after another doesn't get to be an organ trap, letting it all step on, flames, poison cigarettes, lightning and ice cream, all kinds of traps, Cyclops all hit.

None of them survived.

At the exit of the corridor, the Death Mantis, with a smile, gave this reckless Cyclops, a very handsome shadow. She picked up the golden whistle and blew it gently. The beasts that had just been randomly transferred in, listened to the whistle, lost their mind immediately, red eyes, all went wildly to the Cyclops!

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Just one more thing today, sorry, three more tomorrow.

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