Long Live Summons!

The first floor of the Tower of Heaven, Sangwu camp.

“Okay, just come back, just come back!” Thousands of words do not worry you, but at this moment he cannot speak a word. Most proud of him is not only the hope of this young Tower of Heaven in front of him, from the kingdom of his own jurisdiction, but also the sword of Tiger Prison, who has been with the young man in battle, the swordsman of the world, and his own daughter!

You have children, you have daughters, what do you want from your husband?

He's not up front.

Now is not the time for his king to stand up and speak. At this moment, he is going to focus everyone's eyes on one person, the young man who is waiting for the whole of the Tower of Heaven, the third Major Yue family with the name Yue Titan.

No one on the scene made a sound, and the whole place stood in silence.

Waiting for this young man to examine.

When he walks over.

Neither the old general of the long battle sandbox, nor the new rookie dragon knight, can help but get excited and fanatical about it.

Nor did the old man Yuehai, like a homeowner or grandfather, act like an old general, waiting for the new commander's orders. He kept his eyes on this young man, a kind of pride filled with his heart, in that time he had looked so closely at the young man's father, unfortunately his father had not returned, today he once again possessed this glory, and it was a thousand times more than it was in that year… this is no longer a racial battle between mankind and the devil race, the little man standing in front of the world, has already stood at the height of ruling the entire Tongtian warrior, fighting against the invasion of the heavenly realm, not to mention today, in a long history, able to have this honor, but just a few people from the district.

None of them is the ultimate power of the world.

Like conquering Queen Feverley.

Or the Imperial War Wind.

Today, this little guy, who inherited the power and legacy of his predecessors, this younger boy who never imagined himself, this super genius who was even scorned by the world as a waste wood in the early days, finally stood at the center of the entire Tower of Heaven in anticipation of the world's attention, leading us, like the Jail Emperor or the Queen of Conquest, to the distant and mighty kingdom of heaven, to the countless strong people there like Hesha, to make the strongest sound of resistance!

Make a unique voice that belongs to him!

“We have never had a shortage of fighters and never a lack of fighting.” Yueyang stopped, first to look around the whole scene, then in the quiet Sangwu camp, speak clearly and announce his will to the world: “Countless predecessors, their names, or have perished in the great rivers of history, but they have left us with the best guidance and the strongest attitude. The Tower will not yield, we can be defeated, even we can be beaten to death, but no one can and will never defeat us! The Tower will never yield! The warriors of the Tower of Heaven, too, will never yield… whether they come from the powerful of Heaven or from the conquering legions of the Central Temple, they will not conquer us! Stand up, friends I have known or have not yet known, and together we will guard our homes, like countless predecessors, with blood and fire, with slaughter and death, and tell our enemies that there is no coward in the Tower of Heaven! ”

“Boom!”

Sangwu camp had suppressed long-standing warfare, exploding like a bomb.

Everyone raised their right arm frantically, waving their fists to the sky, one growled like a hungry wolf tiger, even if it was a human emperor as magnificent as King's, or a civilized and elegant golden elf...

Everyone on the site screamed like a volcanic eruption, exhaling anger and warfare in their hearts.

They're like on fire.

Ignited by Yueyang's words, it burned instantly.

“Tower of Heaven, never yield! There are no cowards in the Tower!” The old man Yuehai, with his handicapped arm and with countless warriors behind him, sent out a roar of a powerful veteran. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the battlefield for the first time in his life. In a desperate environment, instinctive fear seemed to have been deprived, and all that remained in his heart was just a kind of bloodthirsty madness.

“Fight, never yield!” The sages of mankind, who are usually emotionally insensitive to the presence of the old gods, also emit the strongest sounds of their lives.

Perhaps this is the moment they yearn to live forever in the world.

But even if old Mai is powerless.

Nor has it consumed their hearts with a hint of honor.

Everyone knows that, once engaged in such a war, there will most likely be only one result, which is to die honorably and become one of countless predecessors who have left their names or no one has ever heard of them. But who lives and dies like that? They have lived long enough, in families, in gates, they have enjoyed all the glory of the world, and what they are pursuing now is the regret that life cannot attain, that is, to fight like a hero on the battlefield to defend their homeland, to become one of them, like countless predecessors… Perhaps the vast majority of people will be nameless, in the great river of history, but only a sand that is blind, but even so, it is absolutely the brightest and brightest glow of their lives.

“Coming here, there are many noble princes, many knowledgeable sages, many praised warriors of the world, many minds admired by the 10,000 armies, many peace-loving elves, many fierce warlike demons, many supportive friends, and many enemies of my past… In the last Jiu-Zhou invasion, we learned to work together, we learned to work together, no, in history, countless battles, and our predecessors fought together against the outside of our homes! You have come here to trust me unconditionally, even voluntarily entrust your life to me… I have decided that I, the laziest, most selfish and fearful person ever, will now give you a nail answer: I, Yueyang of the Yue family, the new generation of the prison emperor of Tongtianta, the first disciple of the conquest of Queen Fei Wenli and the first successor, will lead you to the invading Legion of Heaven! Not only that, we must not only resist our enemies, but we must also, like our predecessors, kill into the heavens and restore the glory of Thong Tian Tower many thousands of years ago, so that future generations will raise their heads and be righteous samurai, instead of being conquered into slavery by the heavens, as opposed to a hillbilly and dirt bun who are seen by millions of Sky Warriors as unable to enter even the heavens! ”

“We have never been slaves since our ancestors. We have never been hillbillies and dirt packs. On the contrary, in the history of the Tower of Heaven, guarded by our predecessors, we can proudly lift our breasts and say to the heavens that the Tower of Heaven is the strongest! Dragon Teng mainland is the place for the central temple warriors to tremble. The abyss is the place for the warriors of the heavens to be scared of the wind. The ladder is the realm of cultivation that even God dreams of... Tong Tian Tower is the best home, the most honorable and powerful place, the ancestors have always guarded this place with blood and soul! Do we, as descendants, abandon all that we possess and kneel before our enemies like slaves and beg for life? We're not pathetic! Not before, not now, not ever! ”

“If the enemy can fight, we will fight to the end! At the end of the battle, like the conquering queen, we will continue to fight back to the heavens, to the central temple, to the mountain of light they regard as the mountain of God. We are the queen's descendants, the queen's descendants, who can make the enemy tremble, inherit the will of our predecessors, and let the enemy tremble in front of us! ”

“Ow...”

Another tsunami-like war swept the field.

Everyone feels wrapped up in a giant wave-like cry, then sublimated in this boiling morale, eventually completely integrated, forming an unshakable giant like a mountain range.

Everyone looked at the young man in the middle who was glittering like a god.

As long as there's him.

Then everyone has a heart.

With him, the whole sky tower is like a giant with a brain, a straight spine, legs that can move forward and two fists that wave and beat the enemy... with him, then everything is there, no matter what's ahead, then everyone is fearless! Six thousand years ago, the Imperial Emperor led us to defeat the invasion of the Legion of Heaven. Ten thousand years ago, the Queen of Conquest led us to break out of Heaven Tower and declare war on Heaven... Today, this young man, like those who are the ultimate powerful in the history of Heaven Tower, leads us to victory, to another whole new era, to create a whole new era!

A thousand miles away.

A middle-aged clerk sitting quietly in Panasonic gently rubbed the pieces on the stone table.

He looked at the rising sun on the east side, watching the rays of dawn leaking out from the thick clouds, projecting onto the earth, reflecting the glowing golden glow, suddenly caught in silence, silence for a long time.

It's not morning anymore.

Since then, thick clouds have made the whole day gloomy.

Unfortunately, that ray of sunshine was too intense, too brilliant to be hidden in any event, and with a small vulnerability, it was inexorably projected from the sky, reflecting a piece of gold on the earth. Meteorological change, which is the fact that manpower and will cannot be reversed or changed at all, that is, no one can ask for what the heavenly will is.

The middle-aged man sighed softly: “Heaven's will, Heaven's will… Thong Tian Tower had already sinked, even though it was me, I could not calculate, there would be a Yue family less, even more unimaginable, he would grow so fast! Is there really a myriad of old spirits in the sky tower guarding you? Otherwise, how could I miss this step? Why, why is that? Why is there a third major in the world? Isn't his destiny supposed to be like a puppet? How is it possible to grow up to be like this? The Ancient Demon King didn't go wrong, why did I miss it? Who's bothering me? Who guided all this...”

The heavens and the earth are silent and silent.

No one can answer his questions.

Including himself, who possesses the number one wisdom of the Central Temple, is no exception.

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