Long Live Summons!

Yueyang picked up the pieces.

He wanted to put it on top of the stone, but he was surprised to find his hand, unable to put the pieces in the chess board where rescue was most needed.

What the hell is going on here? Why is it that you, who have the supreme will, cannot break the game in this talent and stand? The scariest thing is not just that, but a supremely willing self, unable to participate in this game... can't even participate? Has the Orient, a traitor to the Tower of Heaven, reached the divine rank and learned from it the eternity of the game of chess?

“Ha-ha-ha!” The middle-aged man laughed heavenly and shook his head repeatedly at Yueyang, who was amazed by the colour of God: “Do you understand? Junior, without my consent, you don't even deserve to play chess. You don't even deserve to play games. At best, it's just a pathetic piece of chess that can be manipulated! ”

When a lessons-learned mockery was complete, he waved his hands in a dazzling manner.

Indicates that he has agreed that Yueyang can now take the fall.

However, Yueyang was still unable to play chess at will, as he found that, while the power of the law had been much loose, there were still many unclear rules that were tied in for a while.

He wanted to, but still couldn't get down on the stone.

The middle-aged man laughed again: "Sir, let me teach you for free! Playing chess, you have to have chess pieces, that is, you have to have the capital to play against me, no proof, no cards in your hand, how can you play cards? Likewise, how can you go down empty-handed without a piece of chess? Listen carefully, from now on, every step you take must be a piece of chess that you have in your hand. No, it should be said that your friends and family around you, or supporters who are crazy enough to die... you must use their lives as a piece of chess to compete with me in order to be able to compete with me! ”

Must the lives of friends and family be used as a bet? Must you use everything you have to convert it into a piece of chess in your hand?

If one step is careless, then the consequences…

At a time of uncertainty in Yueyang's chess game, the landscape transmitted by the transparent world has undergone new changes.

The Sun God will reach out to the Ye Sky and the Snowy Wolf without delay as they battle, bringing together a golden group of energy like the Little Sun.

The golden energy mass gently projected onto the ground, instantly falling into the ground.

Snowboarding wolves they rush.

Fist hasn't had time to bombard the face door of the Sun God.

Beneath his feet, a terrible big explosion, dirt rocks and so on, was wiped out in the explosion, and the space blew up, and the distorted space fracture was like the mouth of a flood monster, desperately swallowing everything around him. Snowgoose wolf reacted fastest, waved to the Sun God to retract his fist and protect it at the face door, while his feet turned like a cyclone, bombing the Shi brothers and Prince Tianro out.

The Li brothers and Prince Tianluo escaped smoothly, but the Snow Wolf was exposed to the center of the explosion.

Twisted space-time fissures, monsters in shape, raw ground swallowed him.

Snowcoyotes are simply irresistible.

Just as ordinary people are trapped in quicksand, they are slowly falling apart.

The kind of black hole in time and space that is completely unaffected by external forces, no matter how hard it struggles, is not helpful... At the moment when the snow coyote is permanently trapped in an endless void, the heavily wounded dead sea fat man suddenly bumps over, like a madman, his hands forcibly pull the space crack that keeps closing, with the rank and power he currently possesses, to stop the space crack from coming together, it is undoubtedly the foolishness of mantis arms as a car. However, knowing that this was the case, Nai Fatty still took the liberty of sworn to rescue the snowy wolf from the infinite void.

“Fuck off!” Snowcoyote was an unspoken ice man, a fat guy who moved him, but he knew it was the stupidest and the least desirable thing to do. He wants help, but he definitely doesn't want one more companion involved because of himself. Doing so will only put the fat man on his own back dust.

“Bullshit, Ben is your boss!” The fat man was covered in blood muscles, his face twisted and his eyes twisted, his eyes staring at the snowy wolf like a copper bell, and his bloody mouth held out a hard sentence: “As the boss, I will naturally cover you boy...”

Snowcoyotes never admitted that the fat guy was their boss, and they didn't think there was anything about him that could have a slight relationship with the boss.

But now he, he didn't say no.

Although Hai Fatty is not the boss, it is undeniable that sometimes this food can really do something the boss can do! Now, for example, this kind of self-defeating rescue, capacity is a bit of a scum, but somewhat touching. The snowy wolf should feel absolutely cold all over himself, including his mind, but now, why does he feel a little fever in his orbit?

Seeing the fat man's face as angry as the Great King of Meat Mountains, the snowy wolf's ice heart melted a lot, and the fighting spirit erupted again.

Dawn threw a golden spear.

A quasi-sancerous treasure in the name of the 'Thorn Dragon', it can't be stopped.

Hai Fatty couldn't hide, he didn't even see Dawn's sneak attack, and he went all out to rescue the Snow Wolf... There was a tall, thin, steely shadow, flashing behind Hai Fatty.

The golden spear thorax dragon was forcibly drilled in from the shadow's closing palms, penetrating a little but unstoppable, carrying countless pieces of flesh and blood, and finally penetrating deeply into the shadow's chest and exiting straight through his vest. The spear tip of the golden spear stopped when it was stabbed in the back of the nasty fat man's heart, because the shadow's bloody hands had firmly held its spear tail.

It's Ye Kong.

The man who acted more than words was a trustworthy teammate who, with his thin body, forcibly blocked Dawn's deadly assault.

Windy seabird hallucinating barefoot girl, lightning over Ye Sky and Hai Fatty's head, standing high, her body suspended, probed a fiber jade hand and grabbed the snowy wolf in endless emptiness. In the fireworks room, she grabbed Snowcoyote's cool, inverted, frozen hair and pulled him out of the infinite void.

Dawn laughed.

Gold glittered with both hands.

Dozens, hundreds of golden arrows, rainfall point to leaf skies, sea fats, snow wolves and windy seabirds.

This time, there is no need for Ye Sky to stop the arrow again, two shadows have grabbed in front of them... Golden arrows nailed the two into hedgehogs, except for the head and face covered by his hands, his body was scaled and suddenly turned into two human arrow stacks.

The two of them, of course, are the Li brothers, who came back in unison.

Not only the Li brothers, Prince Tianro shot back two chains of fire from afar, one wrapped around the waist limbs of the windy seabird, one gliding on the floor, wrapped around the right leg of the leaf sky. Ye Kung a spin, first kicked Hai Fat's ass, then bounced, opened his arms, hugged the hedgehog Li brothers, then retreated from Dawn's attack range in Prince Tianro's chain.

The windy seabird also grabbed the hair of a snowy wolf, slimming.

It's too late to catch on.

Hustling into Hai Fatty's big mouth, the original pink toe turned into a bird claw, grabbed Hai Fatty's tongue and teeth, and fled with this clumsy guy...

Behind him, the space-time fissures closed in a flash, and the nautical fat man's buttocks became slightly fat, and a small half was raw from the fissure space.

If you slow down a second, it's estimated that the entire lower body of the fat person will vanish into the infinite void.

“Let's do it! Your friends can't stand it anymore. Although the 'Sun’ is only a god general, and the strength of the 18th god is less than the top 10, your friends are so weak that they can't even catch a move!” The middle-aged literary man looked at Yueyang in an excellent mood and smiled like a spring breeze on his face: “Master Yue, don't tell me that you can't even overcome such a small difficulty. If so, then I would be too disappointed. I would love to think of you as the enemy of life! ”

“Bullshit, Master Ben just said, this game of chess, I'll play it with you!” Yueyang reached out angrily and slapped a black chess piece over the stone.

He's this one.

It's not even the place that needs rescue the most in a chess situation, it's not even around.

Yueyang is free, unconstrained and unaffected, conscientious, random underground in a void that even middle-aged clerics cannot guess. This hand chess, if the whole big picture is ignored, by this step alone, it spills off the momentum, like a flying fairy outside the sky, the cleverness of the situation breaking, like an antelope hanging horn, completely unexpected by a middle-aged literary man.

The middle-aged literary man never dreamed that Yueyang would do this and take this step.

He has no idea.

Why is that?

This next step seems harmless to the whole picture. Instead of having the chess game that is most needed for first aid, this step is in an irrelevant blank space and dots a seemingly irrelevant hand.

“Hmm?” The middle-aged clerk was caught in a deep thought. He still can't touch it. Yueyang is the next chess player, intentionally disturbing his mind like this, or something special. If it was done intentionally, what was his intention in this step? What impact does it have on the overall chess game? Yueyang is definitely not a reckless impulsive fool. The game is about life and death. It's about whether the Tower of Heaven survives or not. This kid can't do anything at will. This step must have his heart...

The middle-aged clerk was caught in a long examination.

The vision of a transparent world is changing again.

In the pale earth, in the face of the Sun Gods with their crushing power, and the dawn sons beside them, Ye Sky, Hai Fatty, and the Snow Wolf, they no longer have the power to resist, even to defend themselves, are in peril!

As their division chief, to study space transmission and the old fox of intelligence, what are we doing now?

Ever since coming in, the old fox has watched Yueyang play against the middle-aged man in the sky.

He stood with a cane in his arms.

Even the snowboarding wolves were in danger, they were not distracted, they kept looking at Yueyang... until Yueyang made up his mind, picked up the chess pieces, snapped on the chessboard, the old fox was like relieved, the whole person relaxed. He slowly summoned the Golden Book of Treasures, taking out a careful spore from the space in the Book and planting it carefully on the land in front of him.

The sun god will be watching with the dawn dude, they don't understand, this old guy who's dying from a traumatic wound, what the hell is he doing?

Spore seeds are in the land.

Soon.

It breeds growth.

Turn into a tiny, fragile tattoo, like an ordinary plant sprouting, out of the ground.

Had it not been for the Golden Book's energy shield, Dawn estimated that he could have accidentally sneezed and even uprooted, blew and even shook the weak, pathetic stab!

“Ha-ha-ha, you're not old fool, are you? How dare you start a war with a stab blossom in the district? Ahahahahahahaha, my God, such fragile tattoos, will only be found in a country like Tongtian Tower, if in heaven, such poor tattoos cannot survive a day, no, not even a second! Attacking me and the Sun Goddess with tattoos? I have to say, you are such a brilliant old genius, the name of the old fox is correct, what an old fox, I almost let you cheat, almost...” The dawn dude looked, tears splashed.

“Boring, God will waste so much time on you, this is a waste of life!” The Sun God will be speechless, and he decides that in the next move, all of these mindless Zenta fighters will be wiped out and destroyed forever, with no soul left.

“Tattoos?” Unlike them, Yueyang's middle-aged clerk frowned.

“What am I just saying? Any kind of warcraft also has its qualities and abilities. There are no waste firewood warcraft in this world, only foolish and self-righteous neglect with pride! The tattoo, it's not a weak war animal, it's never, if you know it has these special abilities, like spores and branches, you shouldn't say anything.” The old fox exhorted them very sincerely, but unfortunately the dawn dude and the sun god turned them away.

“You scared the shit out of me!” Dawn heard, and laughed more than that: "Is the tattoo such a horrible war beast? You scared the shit out of me! Wow, what am I supposed to do when such a frightening beast of war appears on the battlefield? Want to get down on your knees and beg for mercy? Ah-ha-ha! ”

“Scary old pig, you can die!” The Sun God will decide not to waste any more lips and tongues.

He stretched out his golden right hand.

Get ready for the next second.

And the old fox in front of them, and Ye Kong, they all bombarded into ash.

However, just a second before his arrival, on that weak, windy stab flower, a divine light swept up into the sky, and then scattered into petals, spreading like snow, fragrances all over the field, the whole land of the sky, instantly turning into green meadows, countless flowers, drilling out of the ground, growing at visible speeds to the naked eye, and blooming.

Hundreds of flowers!

Just like the ruins of a ruined land, it instantly turned into a flower place to spring back to the earth!

The middle-aged literary man opposite Yueyang looked at it and his face changed dramatically.

The dawn dude and the sun god will be unbelievably stunned... what exactly happened? They're still foggy at the moment!

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