Long Live Summons!

Hippo Meteor Fist!

The middle-aged man heard this thunderous cry in the dawn dude's laugh.

He doesn't understand why there is a kind of boxing technique called hippocampal meteor fisting, not only he, but the owner of this technique doesn't really understand it either, because its creator is actually some kind of mischievous crossing man! But it doesn't matter if you don't understand it, it doesn't interfere with its power... When the middle-aged man hears this cry, he feels his bones all over him, letting countless heavy hammers smash him again, all smashed up, not even a single bone left. He even felt his guts all blown into slurry and flushed out of his throat.

But at the moment of flushing out the throat.

A hand that freezes and solidifies even the soul, pressing it against the face door.

There is no pain, the middle-aged literary man just feels his whole person, including his soul, frozen, including pain.

The middle-aged man fell... Then, he fell into a ground fragment, his body and soul, into countless pieces, and then vanished under the rules of the Golden Stage's defeaters, eventually becoming worthless, as if he had never been in the world.

Not just him, but all the war beasts he contracted, died at the same time.

There is a Golden Book of Treasures that explodes from the void.

Falling.

When it fell on the gold ring, it had become a bleak obsolete treasure book, no longer the glamour of the previous golden treasure book.

Dawn's laughter was like a knife, and he looked at everything in front of him, and for a moment, he couldn't even react. How could a powerful assistant like his left arm and right arm die all of a sudden, even though he was completely accounted for and would never have had any unexpected battles? What the hell is going on here?

Did Yue Titan come here to turn the war around?

No, the golden ring should not be joined by anyone else, and if someone breaks in, they should know first.

If it wasn't the legendary Yue Titan who was good at reversing it, what the hell was going on? How could an accident happen if everything was arranged well and the entire battlefield was unmistakable?

“Die!” When the body of the war beast compressed on his body, the leaf emptiness accumulated on the surface for a long time, forming the Vajra giant monkey jumped, instantly punched the old man in the head of the black robe, grabbed the whole hand, the giant hand twisted the black robe into a numbness, and finally violently tore the old man's body into two pieces. Blood sprayed from the truncated corpse, the original wretched Prince of Heaven, also turned into a flame of fire, paying all those bloodlines together.

In the burning of the sky, there is a black spherical spirit in the blood.

Fly out.

Lightning fast.

Nearby days and snowboarding wolves can't stop, barefoot girls and Ye Sky fail to intercept.

But just at this time, a leaf sky a few meters taller than the Vajra monkey, an even uglier arm, stretched out, sensibly and lightly grabbed the black spirit that escaped from the wreckage of the old man in the black robe.

Next second, that ugly giant arm retracts.

An ugly horrible beast that made children stop having nightmares for the rest of their lives, stood like a hill in the middle of a golden ring, ugly blood basin mouthful, that horrible beast easily swallowed the black spirit in the palm of his hand, and then, crudely hit a burp, as if eating a very satisfying meal.

After eating the black spirit.

All of those puppet warbeasts died and rotten skeletons scattered all over the ground.

The smell of the corpses turned into a black smoke, rising from the Golden Stage. As the flames scattered on Prince Tianluo and the waves of cold wind spread on the snowboarding wolf, gradually, the skeleton and black smoke continued to disappear, gradually to ashes, leaving only one beach indelibly dirty.

“I should go, too!” The instant golden body quickly dims and the energy of the body disappears like a firefly.

“It is our honor to be able to fight with you.” Ye Sky used to be extremely averse to this guy in the blink of an eye, but now his face is a rare sincerity, fisting, making a serious and solemn samurai gift. This kind of etiquette is generally honored by the younger generation to the older generation, that is, he is no longer the enemy in front of this person, but treats him as a respected senior.

“Ha, I'm glad too, I didn't think there would be another day, perhaps pity in heaven, to wake up this lunatic in confusion and give a little strength to guard the home...” In the dawn of the day, a kind of enthusiasm and laughter overflowed the face of the neighboring uncle.

His eyes, no longer deep.

Nor is it filled with killing machines.

Instead, it is an indescribable relief... In the blink of an eye, this king who fought Yueyang, Ye Sky, Hai Fatty and other younger generations repeatedly, this proud genius who had lost his mind because of his failure, now he is not at all like what he normally sees, but rather like the elders of a family who are about to travel away, his eyes are a little glorious, and he also looks with some comfort at Ye Sky, Snow Wolf and Prince Tianro.

Finally, he looked at the obscene fat man who was fading away from the ugly monster.

At this time, the eyes are no longer the same disgust and hatred they were before.

It's kindness.

Look kindly like your nephew.

“I will always remember you, uncle, even though you used to be our enemy, today my impression of you is completely different! Well, although I am a scum, not worth mentioning, in my heart I will never forget the proud king who made me fight so hard, not to mention today's uncle who touched me with such a heartless idiot!” Hai Fatty walked into the daylight of gradual glow, took a deep bow and shook his hands out, seemingly wanting to hug this old life-and-death opponent.

“Haha, your boy has taught me a great lesson... I used to take a wrong step, no one rectified it, I ended up going wrong, getting deeper and deeper, thankfully you gave me a head start, otherwise I wouldn't be an uncle today!” Taking the initiative to give Hai Fatty a hug every day, he did so, accelerating the collapse of his body and the dissipation of his energy. Without his life guardian, the 'Golden King', trying his best to sustain himself, it is estimated that he would not last more than a second each day.

“Along the way, uncle, you are the pride of our younger generation, with your care, with your example, we will take care of the Tower of Heaven, take care of our home, the Tower of Heaven will never fall! We can't promise you more, we have limited capacity, we can't do anything for you, that's the only thing we can promise you!” Hai Fatty said, suddenly two lines of tears burst out.

Hot tears, passing through an increasingly vague body in an instant.

Drop on the ring.

And the moment I hugged Hai Fatty, I laughed: “I would have died a long time ago, I should have died in your hands that day, just heavenly love, give me a chance to atone! Haha, I made a lot of money, why do I insist on living and dying... I've realized that death is actually another beginning... Before I start that journey, I'm going to give you my last heart, my old opponent, a little guy who made me look down but actually grew up to be invisible to my predecessors... Kid, if you call me uncle, I'll give you my most precious treasure... that's what I learned all my life, unique...”

In an instant, before the body completely dissipates, the gift of the Summoning Book is transformed into a golden glow with the Golden King.

Thread it into the forehead of the fat man.

Then, the whole thing turns into gold, scattered into fluorescent dots, little by little, extinct.

Lost the Master's Summoning Book landed flashly, the golden sea fat man bowed down, and when a large, golden tear dripped over the dark Book, he reached out to pick it up, put it away especially rarely, and wipe it gently, even though it had no dust or stains on it.

“I'll find the best master for it!” Hai Fatty looked up to the sky and muttered to himself: “His next master will certainly emit a brighter light than you, please watch in heaven...”

Ye Sky and the snowy wolf patted each other on the shoulders of the fat man, but silently did not speak to comfort him.

Prince Tianluo did not speak.

But he smiled at the barefoot girl who sometime had betrayed her master and left her covenant. The latter smiled and looked at the angry Dawn. In addition to the Li brothers, who were standing on the stage without knowing the changes outside, the rivalry between the two camps remained sharp, but unlike the dawn son, who had many people, at this time there were only lonely widows, and Ye Kung and Hai Fatty, on their side, not only were there unharmed, but also a barefoot teenage girl's strong assistance.

“Fatty, you faked it!” The dawn man hates the sound of a spell, and at this moment he can't help but bite a piece of meat on the fat bastard, or he won't get rid of it.

The dawn dude who has never eaten, never cheated, and never seen his eyes walk.

Letting a filthy, stupid, fat, dead man cheat on you.

This is the greatest disgrace of my life.

Even if the enemy slapped him so hard in the face, Dawn was not so angry and disgraced... because it was an IQ defeat, his proudest IQ defeat! Because he underestimated this fat man, in the perfect layout, he was reversed by the enemy and lost his most powerful left and right arm in World War I.

“I was wrong, Father, I was wrong, you were right, I underestimated the world's intelligence! I'll change it in the future, I'll change it!” Dawn took a deep breath and pressed down anger and shame. Now is not the time to be angry, but to wash away shame.

“Late!” Leaf skies spit such a cold sentence.

“…” Snowcoyote does not speak, but looks at Dawn like a dead man.

“Aren't you angry? Do you really want to bite a piece of meat on me?” The fat man smiled like a flower on his face, and the fat trembled on his body: “To be honest, I sympathize with you and understand you very well, because we are all the same people, all the same fools, all the same blind people with open eyes! But I'm a little better than you, that is, I never think of my own eyes as an absolute standard, I know I'm a scum, so I always use others' eyes as a standard, such as Yue Titan, who dreams and wants to transcend and sincerely envy... As a boss, I don't have a discerning little brother, that's tragic, you see, you're an example, Ben is much better at mixing things up, why? It's just that Ben has a good little brother, no, Ben has a lot of little brothers... like monkeys, ice cubes, Prince... Oops, who beat me? ”

The fat man dragged the leaves to the side and buried them alive.

Dawn's face twisted so badly.

However, he tried to keep his last pride: “On the Golden Stage, in front of my hundreds of treasures, in front of my hundreds of heaven-stage warcraft, you played more than just a dying struggle! ”

Half of the fat people buried alive by BRICS, one mouth left, struggling to shout: “I know you have a lot of treasures, but the gold ring is fine, because they are both sharp and hard to cut, you think they are stupid, they are just sulking, they are holding their heart to not say, look they are going to eat up your gold ring with the golden ants, why don't you bring out a little powerful treasure, like the Golden Flame God flag or something... Oops, monkey, are you really burying it? I am your boss, you dare to commit... help, help! ”

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