Long Live Summons!

The sandstorm is live and works wonderfully well.

But always pretending not to do it, must be suspicious.

Yueyang can't make people doubt themselves right now, the plan is still early! Now he has to continue acting. As a cannonball ash, he has to play this dragon character diligently...

“Kill you!” Yueyang congregated dozens of tornadoes into one, and the winds were dominated by divine power, grinding the infinite void.

Space debris.

Flying.

The whole heavens and earth seemed like they were going to recess, hiding from the inside out a strange black hole that attracted all things.

Frost cold and Xixi saw the big surprise, they couldn't imagine, the sand wind, the second son of a bitch, had such great power and such a wonderful trick, what a surprise! Looks like Sand Wind didn't waste his personal gift when he got his treasure book! Long live, it seems he didn't abandon his practice, he really underestimated him before.

Without this moment of duel, it is not clear.

The sand wind is so strong.

Dark daylight is also called good.

The stronger the sand wind as cannon ash, the smoother the plan to kill the gods.

However, after seeing this scene, he felt a slight surprise. Although the sand wind was not intelligent, it still seemed diligent to practice, not as embarrassing as the surface. As a handsome talent, he was not qualified, but as a chess piece, a battlefield cannonball ash, then the sand wind is undoubtedly the best choice!

Far away Ji Sunny frowned slightly, and he found that this sandstorm did not summon the treasure book to erupt such a tremendous trick, there was some confusion in his mind.

Is this sandstorm gift really that good?

He doesn't look like the rumored one.

Originally the sand wind ranked among the eight gods in the old position of strength and talent, now it seems at least not weaker than the red clouds, maybe better than the other blue clouds, chase the frost cold, can this asshole know how to hide? Is he really stupid or is he fake?

But never mind.

After this divine war, whether he is really stupid or fake, there is only one fate...

It's not just him, it's everybody, it's the same, anyone who stops the final plan, anyone who stops himself, is going to die!

Ji felt that everything could not escape from her plan and simply abandoned her focus on the battlefield and fled. As a central temple and even the most qualified genius in 10,000 years, what he has to do is not count a god or stare at an idiotic cannonball ash, what he has to do is do more important, more advance layout.

Anyone is in his plan.

Outside this mountain.

There will never be a leaking fish.

In the net, even if a big fish wants to struggle, it is impossible to escape the evolution of the plan… because this is the perfect plan he has made, and no life under his own intellect can be perceived and deciphered.

“Break it, break it! You turtle shell, you're so annoying!” Yueyang agglomerated the storm black hole three times in a row, and threw the storm black hole into the god's realm three times in a row. Unfortunately, the storm black hole with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth could not break the realm that God defended with both divine power and will. Even if it was to finally shake, it carried the past, and could see the frost cold outside the field and stare at the sight.

“You're the first man out of the mountain!” But there's still time for admiration in the dark.

“Chop it! ”

The unreserved southwestern god ‘Sandstorm’ seems to be going mad.

He combined the fires and concentrated a huge, high-speed spinning wind wheel with divine power, personally driving it and rushing towards the Lord of the East God.

The core of the hot wheel is the high-speed spinning quasi-god 'rotator' in your hand.

This is combined with the wind.

Divine power driven.

Plus the sharpness of the quasi-decendant.

This time, the realm split apart, just like the burnt red steel blade heavily split thin ice, not good at defending the god who is only good at attacking, with the will to defend the realm, finally let the desperate 'sand wind’ break.

Despite consuming most of the divine power of the 'sandstorm', the last barrier was removed, followed by a real siege.

Ice cream is delightful.

Xiaoxi also enjoyed the eyebrows.

Together, the two people improve their own divine power, combining the treasure book and life guardian beast in their hands.

Northwestern god frost cold-holding quasi-artifact locks the soul to the left, the North god looks wonderful in the Xito mirror to the right, in the middle, is the long-awaited and even somewhat impatient black day of the West god Lord. They never expected the 'sandstorm' to kill or devastate the gods, which was simply impossible. They only hoped that the sandstorm would drain the gods' power to the maximum, breaking at least his protective field and removing the last barrier. Everyone knows that Goddess, he was never good at defense. If it weren't for Ki Sunday's disguised assault with his dark hand, which wounded the inner heart of Goddess, there would never have been a chance for Sand Wind to strike... even just now, the three people were worried that Sand Wind would not let the angry Goddess kill with a sword!

Without hating the divine sword in the hand, there is an absolute possibility of second-degree killing.

Thankfully, he did not.

The gods chose self-therapy.

Consume the realm of Divine Power Rise to defend against enemies, while distracting and healing themselves with Divine Power.

The daylight of the plot, of course, knows that Ji Sunday attack wounds cannot be healed in the short term. The wounds after the attack by Ji Sunday's use of the treasure cannot be resolved unless it is the legendary sacred supremacy. The god tries to use both his mind and mind, consuming both the defense of the god and the healing of the god power, which is just right. If it wasn't a plot, it would have been the first to rush up in the middle of the day, and the sand wind would have grabbed all the power here.

“Humph!” The Goddess also seemed to realize that she couldn't heal herself in the short term.

Extremely annoyed by the ‘sandstorm' that struck alone.

The sword is still on his back.

Embarrassed the gods of the mountains outside the mountains, did not hesitate to attack a southwestern god lord sandstorm in the district with a divine sword and hatred!

Faced with the spinning teeth that flew, and the ‘sandstorm' that came in the back like a madman, the god curled his left forefinger and bounced gently.

Sword Qi lasers.

A sharp sword that is difficult to describe in words, synthesized by divine power and will, ejected by divine believers, lashes out into the ‘sandstorm' like a madman. It easily punctured and broke the just unstoppable wind wheel, lightning, rubbing the spinning teeth at high speeds, nailing straight to the ‘sand wind' eyebrows. The sword of God, pointing directly to the point, the power of seconds to kill, is unique in the world.

“Attention!” cried the Lord of the North, but it was too late.

“Humph!" As the strongest man, he naturally had enough time to react during the night, but he was reluctant to consume too much divine power on cannon ash like sandstorms, and most importantly, he was reluctant to let the gods catch this bloom and chase it hard, instead reversing the situation.

If you sacrifice a sand wind, you can win the big game.

He doesn't give a shit about the night!

Sandstorm, originally a sacrificial ash, is no different from early and late death.

The ice chain stretched like a net, flying and dancing, instantly covering the sand wind, like catching a beast, the ice chain net, the instant has dragged away the dangerous sand wind... the blood has risen, although the sword did not kill the sand wind for a second, and was rescued by the frost cold at the final juncture, but the sword still drew a deep blood mouth on the shoulders and even the chest of the sand wind, deeply visible bones... blood gushed out like spring water, dripping on those strapped ice chains, turning into an ice frost blood flower.

At this time, the 'sandstorm' gasped in shock.

Nobody can believe it.

Finally, the sandstorm wind is frost cold, a life enemy that is apparently an ally but never opposed to him and often pinned against him.

“Son of a bitch, I can handle it without your faking heart!” Yueyang acted as this sandfire, absolutely at the level of performance, even his own, did not know that the live performance could be so good.

“Don't get me wrong, I'm not saving you. I just want to see you slowly slaughtered by the gods!” Frost raises her lips ironically.

“You... the only thing that can kill you is me, Sandfire. Congratulations, you have successfully pissed me off now!” Yueyang's ‘sand wind' eyes became angry, red as blood, flames burned on her body, a storm of divine power erupted, and the heavens and the earth were hung to color. Dark day and dark hate frost and cold, rescuing the sand wind is not his plan, he wanted the sand wind to go mad before the devastation of the central sword was near death, hugging the last great explosion of the god, further consuming the god, did not expect Frost and Cold to intervene, instead let the plan of anticipation disappear. Fortunately, the sandstorm wounded, combined with the death pressure of the god and the stimulus of the frost cold, the emotions completely out of control and caught in the storm. It is also expected to drain the god's power greatly, possibly exceeding expectations.

They didn't see the rushing sandstorm in the dark, they all stared at the gods.

This deity, the mind can't relax for a second.

There is a risk of defeat.

The afterglow of the dark daylight seemed to see the storm center of the sandstorm, and the light columns of the Golden Book rose. It was not very true, but sensation and normality were unquestionable, knowing that the sandstorm was finally going to use life to guard the beast of war, and my heart was delighted.

Sha Feng, this cannon ash is so desperate, it seems to be able to kill the god today.

He also looked out for Xi and Frost Cold with his eyes. The two allies were not unusual, and they all seemed very clever, unlikely to stand up and change their camp. There is only one god left in the East Front, and the West Front, besides the dark chess, has many backhand arrangements, stabilised winning tickets, sunshine and frost cold, will never joke about their own lives and prospects... even the sand wind two know to hold thighs, sunshine and frost cold to participate in the Divine War only in return, there is no danger, why do they not do it?

At this time of dark day, the heart is set.

Lip horn, smile dark.

The sandstorms behind them roared like thunder, and sounded like thunderbolts, shaking the heavens and the earth.

This southwestern god, now seems to have erupted all his divine powers unreservedly, his power to strike, even the dark day is secretly amazing, although man is a little forced, after all, a god, the power of battle cannot be diminished.

By the magic of the 'sand wind', the earth forcibly plowed out a huge pit several dozen meters deep and up to a thousand meters long, inside the rocky mud sand, and turned into powder.

Those clouds in the sky blow thousands of miles away.

The mud and dust from the storm.

From cloaking the sun to emptying the word… 'sandstorm' barbarian cattle, the ultimate goal of its insane impact is still to raise its head to heaven and stand proud of God.

The dark day did not know that the sand wind early falsified ‘dragon balls’, but the true body was Yueyang.

He saw Yueyang so desperate.

It's a shame in my heart.

Where can I find such a good boy? It seems a shame to watch him hang up like this when you can push the ashes out and die anywhere at any time. I'm sure it won't happen again! But cannon ash is cannon ash, chess is chess, it plays a role, is sacrifice, is use! Without value, the chess pieces have no heart to exist... How can there be a woman's benevolence when the heart is hard and big? Allies? Nature is for betrayal, little brother. Nature is for death. Being a hero, it's ridiculous to have pity for the life of the chess pieces in your hands!

Dark day feels ridiculous at the thought of flashing through your heart, whilst sniffing your nose.

Heart is cold and firm as iron stone.

As long as it kills the gods.

Don't talk about the sandstorm, it will pay a great price, no matter what!

* * * * * * * * * (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.)