Long Live Summons!

When Yueyang flipped his palms again, it was a ruined wasteland that appeared in front of everyone.

The stones are full of water, not to mention the sea.

In the distance, is a collapsed valley.

The Silent King finds that Yueyang stands on a bloody altar with a statue of the hidden and immensely powerful Goddess of the Headless. If everything you've seen before, if it's an illusion, then looking at this statue of the goddess, the Silent King knows that all of us, including ourselves, have really left the storm sea and come to what Yue Titan calls the fifth floor of the ladder.

Yueyang Yue Titan how to do it, Silent King can not understand.

However, he had no doubt.

Because it's simple, this Yue Titan couldn't have created the power of that goddess statue! That kind of power, though not aggressive, is terribly powerful, and even the Sun King, the lord of the Great Oriental Palace, even the Supreme Temple, has to bow down under the power of this statue of the Goddess.

This is definitely the statue of the ancient gods, although I don't understand how a statue can hide the power of the gods, but this is the truth.

Anyone, before that reaches that realm.

None of this can be imagined.

“This place? I smell a terrible smell!” The midget of the eighth general suddenly woke up.

“It's a kind of death, I'm sorry, the day after tomorrow is here, maybe some death energy hasn't dissipated yet!” Yueyang understated, as if it wasn't nine weeks later that they were killing here, but a hen, a lion king and a gold crown. They heard it, and it was a heavy heart. In the absence of the Sun King, the Silent King alone can really resist this Yueyang Yue Titan?

“…” The Silent King frowned, suddenly realizing that Yueyang, why did he leave the Sun King and return to confront himself? The reason is to drag yourself to this Tower of Heaven and block yourself from returning to the Temple newspaper to make his secret!

You think I can't report this to the Temple?

My beast of war, long gone.

The Silent King does not speak, but feels cautious and has followed Lord Sun for many years. He already knows the priorities.

Although I did not return personally, how could I resist obeying orders and leave my mind behind when I reported intelligence to the Temple?

Now, the bullet-pressed dog returning to the newsletter, it's time to go back to that place! Although not strong, the bullet-painted dog is fast as lightning and has no external power to kill. With primary intelligence, it is not only the first beast to track down enemies, but also the best beast to report on intelligence. Its identity represents the most important piece of intelligence, because it is above the rank of maharajah to qualify as a war beast.

Even the Lion King and the Golden Crown King are not eligible to own spray dogs in the Sun Shrine.

Only the Sun King and himself.

In that place, when you see a bullet-propelled dog appear, you will surely be escorted to the temple in full secrecy... Silence The king's heart laughs in the dark, but he doesn't say, if you think you can intercept me, you can intercept the information and send it to him, that's wrong! Big mistake!

Boom!

Xiao Wenli, standing behind Yueyang, suddenly came forward and threw something away.

The dark shadow fell heavily on the rock, and I couldn't help but scream: Wong Woo!

Then, it jumped, lightning bolted towards the Silent King, like a pathetic watchdog wandering out and seeing his master all the time!

As soon as the Silent King saw this shadow appeared, his heart felt like a punch. Even his breathing stopped when he couldn't speak. Yueyang said, "Silent King, this watchdog is very nice, very fast, I wanted to send my watchdog to chase. Who knows, the guy is too underestimating, too slow to start, for a moment, can't catch up. Or my little baby gave it strength, even using a hundred transports, to get your guard dog back. ”

The kinder Yueyang laughed, the bitter the silence in Wang's heart.

He really wants to punch his own bullet-pressed dog.

But calm down, and he knows that it's not his own bullet-dog fault, but the silent snake demon, little Lori, is too powerful. At first, I thought the groundhog beast was the strongest. Who knows, this snake demon little Lori is more likely!

Reduced version of 'Conquer Queen'?

When Xiao Wenli caught the Silent King's bullet-painted dog, Lion King and Golden Crown and others, their faces changed color.

“What now?” The Lion King has the courage to strike again and again now, to say that his heart is not a little grumpy, that is false.

“…” The Silent King made a gesture.

This sign language was prescribed by the Sun King before he left.

It is the special sign language of the Sun Shrine, instead of verbal command, to notify everyone to execute with secret gestures. This is a secret sign language that can also be used by enemies without fear of leakage. Silence Wang Yibi, Lion Wang and others immediately understood, and this is the last sign before the layout of the Sun King, which can be said to be the most important and most pressing sign language to be performed.

This means that the situation has collapsed to the extreme and that each person must abandon his or her original task, finding a way out of life at the outset, leaving one by one, is one.

The Silent King competes again.

I mean, I left to block Yueyang.

The Lion King and the Golden Crown assisted themselves, waiting for the next eight to escape before leaving.

And the Eighth General, because of the previous knowledge of the Temple of Tongtian Tower and the latest information given by the clown, knew that staying in the ladder was a dead end, could never leave, had to flee to the space and time fissure on the 10th floor of Tongtian Tower to return to the heavenly realm... Of course, if it is not possible, you can also lurk until the 100-year-old door of the heavenly realm, but that road is no different from the path of death, no one dares to say that they walked through the broken void to the door of the heavenly realm, unless people in the temple guarding the door of the heavenly realm knew in advance that they were in need of help, and remotely responded.

The Silent King saw that the next eight would still be looking at himself, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart.

He waved and shook the poets and other subordinates 10,000 meters away.

With the information of the clown, the Tower of Heaven, apart from Yueyang Yue Titan, is a little stronger after the Supreme Night, no one at all. The entire Tower of Heaven has just risen, and there are not many fighters of the highest rank of the earth, let alone the heavenly rank! With the strength of the eight generals, if Yueyang doesn't follow suit, he can completely sweep across the sky tower and return to the heavens with ease.

Even with supremacy and night-time resistance, I believe I can escape a few.

Only one person can escape, report Yueyang's news to the temple. The temple will surely do whatever it takes to expedite through the sky tower...

“Let's go, we'll stay useless.” The poet was most calm. Although Yueyang was allowed to take him to the ladder, reason was still there. He stood up and led the people away. Shortly after the beginning, fearing that Yueyang would abandon his silent king's tail and follow him, he decided to disperse after hastily discussing with the oldest elderly man and the most powerful fool.

“After I cut.” Fools don't dare to be half lazy anymore and decide to stay in the end.

“See you on the 10th floor of the Tower.” Elder Changsu agreed to split up, walking with fat men and dwarves, and the poet walking with barbarian savages and upside down men.

If Yue Yangtail comes after him, two teams will surely survive.

Besides, there are the Silent King and the Lion King and the Golden Crown three behind.

With the exception of Yueyang, the supreme and the three people after night, none of them are said to be heavenly ranks, a master martial artist of the heavenly realm, and can march sideways. Any one person in the Sun Shrine can defeat the Seven Kingdoms of the heavenly realm. Why worry about blocking the future? Apart from Yue Titan, the new generation of the prison emperor is strong enough, the Tower of Heaven has long fallen, not a threat at all!

Before the poet separates, comfort his companion with a few words.

And then everybody, hurry up.

Though there are no strong people in the sky tower, after all, this is a terrible place, who knows what will happen? This is not heaven, it is not your own territory, run away or take it easy, don't be too arrogant, if you mess with Yueyang that guy to target, come after me, that's bad.

At this time, the poet and other powerful people, regardless of their style, quickly split apart, each looking for the transmission formation.

If this is the Tower of Heaven, the clown's intelligence shows the location of the transmission formations on all levels of the Tower.

But this is a ladder.

A rubble has never been trampled upon, and no one cared about the intelligence before.

The poet, with the barbarian barbarians and the upside down man, marched along the canyon and did not fly 100 kilometers. Behind him, a battle broke apart in the sky. The whole earth was shaken, and the shock waves rolled in the stone mud sand to cover the day.

I don't know if it's good luck or what. I haven't been able to find the poet in the transmission array for a long time. I found a fat man with a dozen young human men and women in front of me, running from afar. Isn't this the hostage that came to the door? Why don't we just grab these people and let them lead the way?

Without waiting for the poet to wave the order, the barbarian savages and the backhound men have washed out.

“Holy shit!” As the first fat man, he looked at the barbarian savages and the upside down man, his face was frightened white, his throat slaughtered like a pig shouted: “Come on, we've caught up, we have enemies here... so strong, these two guys have at least the sixth grade of the sky, you guys, you go! ”

“You're not going up?” There was a tall, skinny samurai around the fat guy who kicked the fat guy in a very angry way.

“Me? I'll die!” Fatty is self-aware.

“More than Tianzhu Six!” Another cool young man stood up in the crowd, and the poet found that the boy was a little like the sky, with a special temperament that was different from the rest, but his strength was much weaker than the sky, and he was still very young, and he was a teenager.

“Of course, more than that, although we do not understand divinity, our strength has exceeded the sixth level of the heavenly class, if it were not for the Temple to stipulate that we must possess quasi-decencies in order to be called the sixth level of the heavenly class, and we would have reached the seventh level of the heavenly class in order to be called the seventh level of the heavenly class... Hello, I am a solar shrine warrior who has learned quasi-decencies, you can call me a ‘poet’.” The poet first carefully looked at the group, and found that no one possessed the power of the heavenly scale. He came out reassured. Don't say that the three of himself, a heavenly scale warrior, can also be swept across. No wonder that there is no one in the Tower of Heaven. Turns out the descendants here are really weak!

“Does having a mindset amount to enlightening the supreme will?” There's a little girl on the team asking her companions.

“It should be that the heavens are not what we call them.” The tall, skinny man whispered that the poet could see at a glance that the little girl was in fact the highest position in the crowd and should be some royal family or perhaps a human princess.

“I learned the supreme will at the door of life and death, but unfortunately not enough strength, and the realm did not reach the state of innate supremacy, which is probably what they call mere quasi-consciousness!” When the poet saw the little girl suddenly squeezing her fists, she went out and challenged herself: “General, from heaven, I come to fight with you to see if your quasi-mindedness is strong, or if my will to stay still is stronger! ”

“Ice, we don't have to pick alone. We're crowded. Just beat him up.” Fatty, skinny, and a few others quickly persuaded the little girl to change her mind.

“On your own?” The upside down man grinned and snorted.

“She's the most honorable, take her as a hostage.” The poet also felt that this little girl had never seen the world. Since childhood, she must have spoiled the elders. She had no idea what a real battle was, and thought that all kinds of performances under the jade were battles. The real battle, the instant life and death, it's ridiculous where one of her little girls could be involved.

The reverse hanging of a man's body is weird and moves lightning fast.

Between the fingers, already hidden behind the little girl, the long hand is like a claw, strangling the little girl's back neck.

At the same time he grabbed the little girl, he was ready. If the little girl's companion rescued her, an immediate circular shock wave would emit, shocking the group... If he didn't want to grab her alive, the upside down man felt that he had 100 ways to kill each other in this second.

“Drink!”

Suddenly, the upside down man felt the sky spinning.

The whole thing flew out, hit the stone wall of the canyon, didn't go deep, smashed a dizzy turn, I don't know what was going on.

Did Yueyang catch up with that horrible guy? Impossible. He's still at war with the Lions, the Golden Crown and the Silent King!

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Boom!

The barbarian barbarian's huge body slipped out backwards, his legs deep into the stone, he tried to stabilize his body, but his irresistible tremendous force shook his body backwards, his legs on the stone, straight out two hundred meters deep pits before gradually stopping.

The flesh is as strong as the dragon's barbarian wildlings, and it vomits.

spits out a bite of green blood.

The poet sees this incredible sight, his eyes open, impossible, impossible at all!

“Brother is right, the attack with the supreme will is direct to the soul, external force, cannot resist at all.” A little girl named Ice defeated the two warlords, although only slightly frustrated, but she was happy to jump, and she herself looked at her hands with a little incredible: “Me, I can help my brother beat the bad guys now! ”

“Don't take it lightly, the enemy's power is still over us. The attack just now was just too careless for them to get hurt.” The poet sees a gorgeous, noble beauty who caresses the little girl's head, as if she were her elder. And behind the little girl, there's a masked woman in the middle of the sky sitting on a mirror, smiling and encouraging the little girl to say, "Ice, if you use ancient symbolic power again, it would be better, but now that you can fight the Sun Shrine, I can't believe it either! ”

“Well, I'll try harder!” The little girl held her pink fist tight, and the poet could not see, no matter what he saw, that the two attacks were made by her. No, how could such a weak human woman defeat the hangman and the wildlings?

“There are only three, not the right number, these cunning guys split up halfway, and a few more we didn't intercept. ”

“It's all right, there's the Temple of Heaven and the Devil's Abyss, the belligerents! ”

“They must be choking enough! ”

“Sister Tianjin and Sister Tianjin are all gone, it's okay...”

“Then what are we waiting for? Let's go to war, or we'll be robbed again. You beat the poet, Einan and Ice sister, the white eyed boot ghost, and we beat this foolish savage!” Fatty fingered and laid his feet, and the poet kept seeing the present and wondering, why do these people dare to call themselves boards? When can the elite warriors of the Central Temple Sun Shrine be bullied?

“Dead!” the upside down man flew out of the stone and attacked his little girl, Ice, before diving hard and hard, extremely fast.

“Forest of Life.” The poet saw that the little girl hastily summoned the treasure book, a high-ranking platinum treasure book that did not even have many elders, tribal lords, lords or even vice-lords.

As soon as the treasure book came out, the shield flashed.

I thought I could just drill through a second to kill the little girl in the shield, and I found myself tied up.

The myriad of strange vines and giant trees formed by the symbols erupt around the little girl's body, instantly forming an infinitely ancient forest, also forming a forest area that is simply impossible to resist with manpower… this forest area, connecting the heavens and the earth, if you want to shake it, definitely shake the entire heavens and the earth.

Little girl scolds, body energy bursts.

An overwhelming will emerged in that tiny body, forming an unspeakable force that overwhelmed the hanging man.

Neither of the two poets had ever seen a tree warrior jump out and trample heavily on the body of a hanging man. This is not over, another life guardian warbeast flew out, under her auspices, the entire ancient forest-style domain immediately increased the quantity of energy, and the will of the little girl spread, also pushed the limit, even the poet outside the war circle couldn't help but step back.

“What? This, this hidden power, how could there be so horrible?” The poet couldn't help but scream, and now he suddenly understands why the little girl dares challenge herself because she also possesses power close to the sixth level of the heavenly class. The weirdest thing is, she's not even heavenly. She's obviously a class. Once the hidden power is unblocked, how can she have such a powerful energy near heavenly class 6? The scariest thing is that this little girl is still not in the heavenly hierarchy, she has enlightened the minds. Looks like she enlightened the minds, she is no match for herself... The more the poet wants to be shocked, suddenly the light moves, yelling: “You, I get it, you are Yue Titan's sister! ”

Apart from Yue Titan's perverted genius, the poet could never think of a second possibility.

Only his sister could be so powerful.

Hearing this cry from the poet, the fat man, who looked like he was beaten up, suddenly asked with a smile: “You guessed correctly, but can you guess who I am? Stand still, pay attention, don't let me be frightened to get down. In front of you, the jade tree is windy, tall, powerful, handsome and handsome and smells the chicken dancing jade boy Junhai Dafu is me. Your mouth says Yue Titan, he is actually my little brother. As a boss, I can't help but show you some strength! I'm gonna make a terrible move. You're gonna cry. It's none of my business! ”

When the poet listened, he was directly stupid and his chin fell off: “...”

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Third, 5,000 words.

It's too late. Xiafei is here to apologize. Try again soon!

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