Long Live Summons!

Sandstorm, the summoned Guardian of Life Beast, is an elemental ‘cyclone’.

After the amalgamation, do as you please.

The ground is home to dozens of terrible tornadoes.

Even within the divine domain created by the orthodoxy of ancient relics, cyclones of this elemental class can show super power.

His treasures are even stranger, like a flywheel, spinning constantly, powered by divine power, cutting everything in the world. This quasi-artifact 'rotator's teeth' is no less than the reddish dragon's swallowing. It is not less than half weak and weird, especially winning. The Lord of the North God on the other side of the battlefield shines a light, and he possesses an inferior artifact that is above ‘Swallow Dragon’, ‘Rotar' and ‘Lock Soul’, regardless of rank and power.

That's a mirror.

Wonderful mirror.

This is not a quasi-artifact, but a true and true artifact!

Xixi's life guards the beast of war, and let Yueyang watch the battle below be vigilant.

Because, this Guardian of Life Beast of the Northern Divine Lord is a planted ‘lantern grass', a war beast that does not appear to have any attack power at all.

As Lord of the North, how could Xixi summon such a weak beast to fight? In doing so, he must have had his reasons, and this seemingly weak, non-lethal lantern grass is the real reason why Xixi overwhelms others and becomes the powerful Northern God.

“Chi Chi, you can die!” The sandstorm laughed with a finger, from the base of a blushing foot, immediately creating a tornado.

Even as a god, Akashi cannot resist this suction.

Instantly pulled off the ground.

Halfway through the sky, the red swings swallowing dragons, tearing up space and penetrating tornadoes.

But when the sand wind waited long ago, the ‘rotator's teeth' in his hand were severely chopped on the hipster of the red beard, with the intention to cut the red beard into pieces and cut it in half!

Frost cold is faster than the sand wind. His chain of locks is wrapped like a snake preying on the left arm of the redneck. When the redneck waves a gun to stop it, the locks change instantly, turning into a giant web of sky, wrapping the redneck around it, and then dragging it down to the ground.

On the ground, ice sealed a thousand miles.

The Northwest God's Frost Guardian of Life Warcraft "Glacier" belongs to the supermassive elemental warcraft. It opens its mouth and sprays heaven and earth into a world of ice and snow.

Hail falls and falls to the ground again and again... Temperatures in the sky are unimaginably low, the water drips into ice, and Yueyang, who is looking at the battle from afar, feels a sense of rigidity, agility stops, and action is greatly diminished. The offense on the ground is even scarier than in the sky, with millions of ice knives drilled out of the ground, long stretches, and raging heavens.

The blush started from the ground, but the whole body was frozen and turned into a snowman.

Except for the dragon in your hand, all the other places are ice sealed.

Not even the eyes.

“Fuck off!” The blush blew out of the ice, creating a chill, and the dragon swallowed fury in his hand, knocking off the anthrax-like chain of the epiphyses. Though my heart also deeply hates the Northwest God's Frost, Akashi knows that he cannot spell out two gods, so the goal of belonging together falls on the southwest God's sandstorm, which he hates more and will never forgive.

“Well done, I haven't abused you enough, don't die too fast!” When the sand wind saw a blush of ice water, he walked up confidently, holding his quasi-artifact teeth against the dragon, waving his fists and beating each other apart from the blush.

Boom!

The two similarly powerful gods fought each other, and it was difficult to divide them within a hundred days.

It's not easy to fight to kill the sand wind now, after all, he was so badly injured that his body and strength had no advantage whatsoever. And what is even more difficult is that, with the presence of the two gods, Xixi and Frost Cold, there is no chance of success at all. If it really kills the sandstorm, unless a miracle occurs or an ancient god comes to fund it.

Frost and cold, the sound shook the mountains and rivers.

As the frost chill echoes the chilly wind of the Far North, the furry snow falls within and outside the divine domain created by the consciousness of the ancient relics themselves.

This.

Exactly one of the chilly tricks of the Northwest Lord's Frost, Miles of Snow!

Every snowflake carries a frosty killing machine; every snowflake connects his will… as soon as any object is touched, these snowflakes will immediately become frosty in the body, guiding the divine power and live to ‘freeze to kill' the enemy!

Yueyang took a sigh of cold air.

The cat snuck out quietly in her body.

The body of the woman who buried the suicide beneath the rocks and caused the sandstorm to pierce her chest with gold trident was stolen back.

“Fire!”

The red body burns and rises like a dragon, and any frost and cold air rejects it.

At a moment when the Northwest God's Frost attack failed, the North God's Lord shone and suddenly moved. With a wonderful mirror floating in the sky, he pointed at Akayashi, and then held up a glittering ‘lantern grass' photograph around him. He sprayed out a thousand times more wonderful light than the divine light on his body. As if he had congealed into a column of light and broken through time and space, as if he had been destined to be hit tens of millions of years ago, straight on Akayashi's body, he would never have had time to react at all, heavily bombarding 10,000 meters away.

The body's surface is intact, but the redneck hurts into the heart and lungs to howl.

Yueyang looked surprised.

Soul attack!

The Lord of the North is so wonderful with the lantern grass of Xixi that he can reach a soul attack like the "Death Gaze" of Aban! And this kind of mirror lighting attack is much better than staring at death with minimal probability. You can attack whenever you want to capture the best timing, while Aban's death stares at you, you can only spell character!

Cover your head with one hand and support your body with a swallow dragon.

Frost chill smashed a big hockey ball over his head, and the moment it was frozen, the chain of locks wrapped the hockey around him and threw it at the sand wind in the middle of the sky.

The sand wind, with its' rolling teeth ’, freezes the red hockey in half of everything. Blood splashed in his core, almost letting his teeth cut off... He was in immense pain, screaming, yet undefended, and the' swallowing ’dragon in his hand stabbed the sandstorm straight through the head, penetrating from his small stomach and sticking his ribs out.

If you fight to death, you must also rustle the wind to the bottom of the body.

This is the greatest wish of all.

There's no reason to be unhappy today, but even if you die, you can't make Sandfire a better enemy...

“Damn it!” The sandstorm struck ‘Swallow Dragon’ with ‘Rotar', and borrowed to exit 10,000 meters away. The pain was strange. Lian Lian: “Xixi, are you still real? I'm about to let this madman get dragged into the water! Have you forgotten how you promised the night? By now, are you trying to invert the opposite? If you did everything you could from the start, we wouldn't get hurt at all. What are you waiting for? If God and Vengeance arrive, the plan will fail. Do you want to watch the plan for 10,000 years? ”

“Don't remind me, I know what I have to do.” There is no expression in the light of Xixi's pallor.

“It's no use, Sandstorm. Can't you even beat an injured redneck?” The Northwest God's Frost is cold and full of contempt.

Indeed, the sand breeze is slightly worse than the sun and the frost.

But he gets hurt.

It's not about strength.

It was the result of a fatal struggle.

Red Wind risked his life to kill the sand wind. How could the sand wind stand here so easily if it weren't for Frost Cold and Xixie's help? I'm sure he won't die. Take off a layer of skin!

Take a look at the painful haemorrhage and raise your hands slowly: "Haemorrhage, surrender, I can spare your life! ”

She laughed furiously and laughed bloody.

His attitude shows.

I'd rather die than give in!

Wonderful mirror turned, the divine light shined on Akashi's body, Akashi's whole stupor, consciousness seemed to be sealed by time. Xixi did not need any means, slowly slapped his hand, a deep palm of the shadow, clapping over the head of the blush. At the time of climbing, the skull burst, the seven tricks blood arrows on the Red Five officials raved... Red swallowing dragon long gun, no stinging of the surrounding light, upside down to the fierce rushing sand wind... Xixi raised his hand, a heavy palm, printed on the back of the Red Five Officers, the red heart almost broke, but he held on to a breath of blood without spraying, instead, borrowed, swallowing dragon to open the frosty chain of souls, the body of bathing blood rushed towards the sand wind, completely ignored the sand wind's teeth chopping, just worked hard, one head hit the sand wind's face door.

Xixi and Frost Cold chased the killer in pain, but they ignored him.

Chasing only the sandstorm.

He was knocked down nearly a hundred times, died of serious injuries, and remained committed to it.

Five minutes later, Akashi could no longer hold up, pushing Jinshan down the jade pillars and falling on the ground... the sand wind stepped on Akashi's face and laughed with pride: “Akashi, no matter how proud you are, is it not now the mud on my soles? Hahaha, what kind of idiot like you ranks last among the eight gods to despise me? ”

“Boo!”

A weak redneck spit blood water.

Sandstorm was furious and stomped on the red face with his feet, as if to exhale all the depression for 10,000 years!

She frowned slightly, but eventually she didn't say anything. Frost Cold does not approve of humiliating his opponent in this way. He can kill his enemies by any means, but after victory he will not humiliate them like a madman.

When the sofa trampled on the red head face like a sofa, the dragon fell in the distance and suddenly turned into a miracle, like a dragon, like a dragon, like a dragon.

A whisper.

I don't know how fast or how many times faster it sounds... pierced by the sand wind to step on people's knees.

“It's like dying!” The sandstorm was so painful that I decided not to play anymore, and I broke the corpse directly into pieces. He pulled out his bloodstained dragon swallowing gun, throwing angrily 10,000 meters away, and started the 'spinning teeth' flywheel in his hand, severely slashing the head and neck of the redneck.

“Who dares touch my brother? ”

A knife, flashing from a distant sky.

In a flash.

Time and sound have fallen far behind... This knife is fantastic, it does not hurt a little, but it has cut the sand wind to the ground and almost died instantly. There was a middle-aged man who was not angry and looked at himself with a knife, appeared beside Akashi, ignored the sandstorm and the rushing Northwestern god frost, only concerned about the dying in front of him, Akashi!

He squeezed a smile: "Vengeance, you've finally arrived. Too bad I can't fight with you anymore. ”

Middle-aged men's arrogant faces were filled with sadness: "It's all my fault, if I hadn't come late, you wouldn't have done this. Chiu, my brother, if you have any wish, Brother Er will do it for you! ”

“…” entrust one's unfinished wishes and personal secrets with a special technique of consciousness exchange. He is the Lord of the Southern god kingdom, and even the Western god dares not despise the Southern god God's vengeance by night. Though there is no hope of survival, Akashi is comforting, unexpected to see his own brother at the last moment of his life and to pass on the greatest secrets in his heart in a timely manner. With these, he must be able to work with the God-fearing boss to reverse the big picture... Vengeance and God-fearing, they are far more powerful than themselves, they must be able to avenge themselves.

“My brother, I know, these wishes and secrets, I will…” Someone pulled out a kamikaze, chopped it between the necks of the kamikaze, and then penetrated it into the heart of the kamikaze.

The redneck was attacked without response.

He looked at this familiar and strange brother beamlessly. Even if he died, he would not dare to believe it. How dare the brother wave a knife at himself!

But someone laughed heavenly: "Surely, God has given you all the secrets! Rest assured, my brother, your secret, I will tell it to you at night! After I send you on the road, I don't mind disclosing my identity to you. If you become a dead person and have the ability to communicate to the gods, then I have nothing to say! Are you asking me who I am? Ha-ha-ha. Call me brother by night. Who do you think I am? Only a fool like you and an idiot like God will ever believe I'm an ally! Who dares touch my brother? That's what I said, but unfortunately, you're not my brothers. ”

His mouth was wide open and he seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say a word, and the blood was already filling his mouth.

His pupils, gradually enlarged.

Out of focus...

“Red Dragon's ‘Swallow Dragon’ is a quasi-artifact. It's hard to imitate. I hope you can hide it from God!” What shocked Yueyang the most was not the sneak attack on the back of the man with the kamikaze just now, but the appearance of another man, Ji Sun.

At this time, Ji Sunshine has become exactly the same image as Qiao.

Words and deeds, but wonderful, Shaw, if the corpse of the redneck had not coexisted in front of us, Yueyang would not be sure that this redneck man was Ji Sun!

Seeing this scene, even if Yueyang is a fool.

I'm sure you can see it.

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As soon as the character of Vengeance came out, a bookmate posted a guess that he was the bad guy, making Xiafei sweat. The smart guy was really everywhere. He just guessed by writing a name. Fortunately, the code words didn't do bad things. Otherwise... writing a novel isn't easy! Of course, Xia Fei's heart is also very comforting. Book friends have put their mind to the drama. This is a kind of support and recognition for Xia Fei's creation!

I don't have time to make it up to you today. I'll try to make it up to you tomorrow!

* * * * * * * * * (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)