Long Live Summons!

The god trapped in the love net suddenly looked at the dark day.

Black daytime heartache.

Like a sword stab.

I couldn't help but look up and look at the gods.

He found the gaze of the Goddess filled with killing machines, an invisible swordplay force, passing through time and space, ignoring the protective divine power, piercing directly into the heart, then bursting outward inside.

“God, what do you want? Your sword of heart... now is not the time to kill each other, we must join forces to break the enemy, cross the border! You can't kill me with your sword, you've hurt me, you'll only make the situation worse! Stop, stop now!” The dark day was painful and he howled loudly, and he felt a sword stabbed out of his heart, and every beating of his heart deepened the damage by a fraction.

Had God not been trapped in the love net, he would not have been able to combine the divine powers of the swords outside. He would have fallen on his own if he had been separated from the sword of his heart.

Dark day endures pain.

Strive hard to escape the snow-drinking knife of Heavenly Vengeance.

Wave desperately, indicating that God will lift the Heart Sword. Otherwise, there will be no more robbery and the whole army will fall.

After two or three seconds of silence, God finally gave up his move to kill the night with his sword. In addition to disarming the Heart Sword, God also interfered with Heart Sword for a moment, but Heaven's enemies were extremely cunning and unpleasant. They quickly turned into dozens of mutilated statues and did not give Shen Heart Sword a chance to lock in. The sword of God's heart blasted a splinter statue of Heavenly Vengeance.

The essence of Heavenly Vengeance is intact.

Slightly sighing, this blanketed sword of heart is not his best, and is far from hateful in his hands, both powerful and precise.

The heart feels light in the dark, recovers as it was in the beginning, and feels very relaxed.

If God persists with his sword again, he may not last long, he will be handled by vengeance and resentment... Of course, even without the sword of God's heart, under the siege of vengeance and resentment, the dark day is dangerous and dangerous.

Golden shadow, flash.

It was the day before yesterday that the king ‘resented’ the first day out of heaven, and his god stood in front of the earth at night.

Dark day, for him, is just an interesting prey, not easy to hunt, but the more so, the easier it is to arouse interest in his heart.

In front of Yueyang, the light of that eye can suck people into the mysterious masked humanoid warcraft that twists the light wheel behind their backs.

He stood in front of Yueyang and looked straight at Yueyang.

Ji watched with interest.

He wants to know about this redneck.

How did this man lie to himself?

What has he learned or gained in all these years? Did this redneck find some ancient treasures or some ancient secrets in the mysterious realm, so he advanced far beyond his plan? What secrets, besides the known last words, did the flames and glasses of that time ever tell the gods and the rednecks?

Especially if it's too hot, why hide it in this red dragon gun?

For all of this.

Everyday Ji is interested to know.

Dark day cannot escape in resentment, not to mention a vengeance and the black hole that could easily devour his divine power, staring at the underworld frog. Ji Sunday did not look at the dark day at all. She relieved herself of her grievances and slowly surrounded her.

What he's focusing on right now is this incredible 'redneck' in front of him.

Under the stare of that mysterious masked humanoid warbeast, Yueyang, now disguised as a red beast, suddenly shouted, suddenly by the strange glow, sucked into the frightening world where the frost cold was being tormented... On the surface, it seemed to be a distorted light wheel, but Yueyang sucked inside and found that it was actually a huge world, infinite, the only thing that could look out was a mirror-sized hole. From that void, you can see Ji Sunny and the whole scene.

Well, that's the distorted light wheel behind that mysterious humanoid warcraft.

From inside.

You can see the outside.

“Ha ha, I really thought you had supreme will, who doesn't know how to end up or bluff, a liar is a liar!” Ji Daiyi laughed and laughed.

“Let me out...” Yueyang classmate this dragon set began to upgrade to the co-ordinate.

“While glitter and forgetfulness are the most common of the four adult warcraft, the real strength is the most powerful and frightening.” In the midst of pursuing the darkness of the day, resentment stopped and looked at the mysterious masked warcraft with a gaze of appreciation. This masked male human warcraft, called Scary, is extraordinarily mediocre in appearance, but its strength is the strongest, apart from resentment for this lifeguardian warcraft. His‘ eye for God 'specializes in the ability to forcibly pull the divine class, as well as enemies below it, into a frightening world that is endless, endless in suffering, and never tranquil.

In a world of fear, any emotional and sensory life can be infinitely painful.

Tortured to the full.

On the contrary, if it is elemental life without emotion, or a special kind of war animal without physical senses, the world of terror is just an indelible cage, devoid of lethality.

Humans with lots of emotions, frightening the world is hell!

None of the mighty human beings who enter it can be undressed.

All tortured to death.

Seeing Akashi, she was so easily caught in the frightening world of twisting the light wheel, and Ji was a little disappointed in the day after day.

Shake your head, decide to put it down for a while, no longer care about what's going on in there, wait for ten and a half days for the redness and frostbite to torment inside. He looked at the dark side of the day and found that the uncle was already difficult to support, falling into defeat, at the same time probably feeling bored. Now the only thing that keeps him a little alert is the goddess trapped in the love net. The first man outside the mountain is trapped, but there is no way to attack and hurt him. If you are not careful, worry about his sword.

Ji Sunny looked at the dying blue clouds on the ground.

Suddenly summoned a humanoid war beast with a wisely elderly image of a crane hair boy, callously ordered: “Dead wood, I don't understand why Qingyun can still talk after you personally handled the constraints? Listen, I don't need to explain now, I just want the result, you get rid of Qingyun immediately, I really don't want to hear him talk anymore, there is nothing in this life that makes me more disgusting and disgusting than the two creatures of rotten good man and righteous man! ”

“Yes, master, everything is as you wish.” The wise old man's figure of a warlike beast greets Ji every day with respect.

This wise old man's figure of a humanoid war beast is called 'Deadwood’.

It is one of the four great adult warbeasts who resents what was just said.

Together with the ‘Don't forget' disguising the Prophet's Messenger in the camps of mercenaries and star thieves, who had just fought to restrain the frosty ice force and convert it into flames, still flying at great speeds in the sky today, refused to stop to present the 'flowing light' of a true face, and the 'frightened’ of the mysterious masked man who sucked people with his eyes, collectively referred to as the ‘four great’ of the Ji Sunless Warcraft.

Of the four humanoid warbeasts, this dead tree is no less powerful than an unforgettable and flowing beast, only in fear.

The old man's image of him.

It is Ji Sunday's founding of Kexing for the Qingyun, Lord of the Northeast God.

He is also an important employee of Ji Sunday's plan. With his wisdom far beyond ordinary humanoid warcraft, all kinds of conspiracy tricks have been laid out. He is deeply trusted by Ji Sunday, regardless of layout or straightforward course. The layout of Mountain Outside the Mountain, although made by Ji Sunday, also involves this dead tree. Unfortunately, the wisdom of this struggle cannot be applied to the enlightenment and breakthroughs of cultivation. Therefore, the wisest and oldest of the many war beasts, falling into fear, and even the unforgettable and flowing light of the later show, have hidden momentum beyond him.

Dead wood, slowly walking to the dying blue clouds, the poled crutches paused the ground.

Falsely and mercifully, he said: "Lord Qingyun, I personally admire your character, but my master, I really can't stand a decent gentleman like you, so I'm sorry. If you still have the next life, you can be a bad person, don't be a good person, because being a good person is destined to be bullied by bad people, which has been the same truth for a long time! ”

“Thank you, I still like being a good person, even if it makes you sick.” Blue clouds faintly reveal a smile.

“Even the blind can see that he's jealous! Being a good person is good, and there are good people to collect, and being a decent person is even worse. There are beautiful women sitting with this kind of welfare!” When he appeared, Yueyang, who was still carrying a turkey burning frost in his hand, criticized him harshly: "As a righteous gentleman who always welcomed beautiful women in his arms, he assured them that there would be no disturbance, and expressed serious protest and strong condemnation of their irresponsible words and behavior! ”

“Put me down...” Frost Cold first lodged a protest, he protested Yueyang students keep carrying him, save people, forget it, you can't be a bag!

“I'm sorry, I thought you liked it.” Yueyang's words almost burst the blood vessels, who likes people to carry themselves like bags?

“Put it down!” Frostbite is powerless now, or he'll bury this bloody guy alive with a shovel.

“Are you sure?” Yueyang is a hundred times more annoying than Tang Monk.

“…” Frost throws up a little anemic.

“You want me to put it down and say it earlier, you are very easy to misunderstand!” Yueyang's words made Frost want to die. Think about it and find a rope to hang him.

Drop the frost cold.

The mysterious human warcraft ‘scared’ rushed over, his eyes glared, the frost screamed, and he sucked himself into the frightening world inside the distorted light wheel. However, unfortunately, Yueyang classmate standing next to Frost Cold, still smiling on her face, her body tattoo still does not move, as if that ‘frightened’ glance was just a hanging ghost rolling white eyes, completely ineffective.

Ji Sunshine's color.

Suddenly it got heavy.

Even the most arrogant and arrogant gold shadow resentment sucked in a cold breath...

Ignoring the attraction of the frightened 'eye for God', he can easily escape the endless world of fright, and even carry from it a frost that will trap the frightened world, this redneck, if anyone still suspects that he is not enlightened by the supreme will, is a fool! But how could he, who had the supreme will, let fear suck into the world of terror with the eyes of God?

Does he want to go inside? Enjoy the scenery and experience the life of a prisoner?

What kind of attitude is this?

You're acting so weird?

I don't understand!

He dared to call Ji Sunny... You know, the gods are already in a situation, it is difficult to protect themselves. In such a difficult situation, this redneck dares not hesitate to fight Ji Sunny hard. Even if he has some special ability, he is not afraid of frightening eyes to capture, isn't he afraid of the love spider demon? He's not afraid of black holes, swallowing stars, ghost frogs? Not afraid of drunken fuzzy bugs and ‘streaming light’ that can convert ice flames randomly?

Even if he had nothing to fear, how could he survive the day before yesterday and the first day outside?

Black day looks at this‘ red 'in front of you.

Thinking is changing.

He felt like he was losing sight of the old comrade in front of him... not only he, but also the trapped god in the love net, frowned. The strength of this brother is too much beyond his imagination, and God feels a stranger, but what confuses him is that in this stranger, he can only feel a strange familiarity.

Say it's your brother, he doesn't look anything like it.

Say no!

There seems to be another connection that no outsider could possibly have...

“Neither are you, who are you?” Most vigilant of Yueyang's revenge of the southern gods, asked the voices of all.

“Actually, I'm an actor.” Yueyang answered weakly, as Zhou Xing asked the great director, with three points of pinching, three points of cowardice, three points of courage and one point of shame.

All down.

How long are you going to play? Seriously, will you? It's a divine war, and it's the last moment of my life!

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