Long Live Summons!

West heavenly realm, Xihe domain, Lingyun kingdom.

Sunshine City Ruins.

“Finally catching up...” After obtaining the news of the heavenly realm, Tianjin, Dragon Emperor and Pluto, who had been rushing wildly, finally reached the only time and space rift that could secretly return to Tongtian Tower. In other words, at the beginning of entering the heavenly realm, with their strength, it was impossible to complete this very long distance of continuous transmission. However, after many life-and-death paths, they entered the country in a number of ways, not as many as Yueyang, but one day a thousand miles of incredible improvement, long ago they had been stripped of their bones and promoted to a new realm they had not dared to imagine!

With the will of iron and steel, and with the insanity of sparing no effort.

Before they were exhausted.

Successfully reached the destination.

King Gao Peng, the prisoner of heaven, was locked up with a group of old men who waited quietly until Yueyang broke through the prison to see the sun again.

In fact, in the initial discussions, the inmates Wang Gao Peng and others did not want to involve the 'younger generation' of Tianjin, Dragon Emperor, Pluto, Ye Sky, Hai Fatty, Snow Coyote and Prince Tianluo in the life and death showdown of Tongtian Tower. They can't see the future. They don't know who's going to win. How powerful is the Legion of Heaven? They felt that if all the younger generations were to be put together and then the battle was over and all the armies were overthrown, it would be better to hide a small number of good descendants and leave a possible seed for the Tower of Tong Tian… it was only Yueyang's return that convinced them to act.

Regardless of Yueyang's willingness to take over the heavenly tower, the inmate King Gao Peng and his old men have deemed him a new generation of prison emperors.

Yueyang persuaded them of the reason.

It's simple.

There is only one sentence: the Sky Tower must be exhausted, otherwise it will all be extinguished, there is no second possibility!

Faced with the mighty and considerate central temple for many years, the whole heavenly realm is flooded with invading legions that cannot be counted at all. If the guardians of Tongtian Tower retain half, they will be wiped out.

Instead of staying on for the East Mountain to rise again, it's better to work hard.

At the very least, the latter is still alive.

There is a slight possibility.

“We are not going back, we old bones will stay here to fight, to the heavens tower, we are not needed at all, old men who should have followed the king of the prison long ago, its rise, its future belongs to you!” King Gao Peng, the prisoner of heaven, decided to stay in heaven and seek the best opportunity to return with the Legion of Heaven. He waved his hands slightly to those of Heaven and others who had returned at the time of the final battle, indicating that he did not need to persuade each other to settle early.

“Senior, then we leave.” God gave them a gift.

This goodbye.

Perhaps it will be goodbye, but it is also the practice of the Generation of the Guardians of Tongtian Tower. The dead soul guarded it. When Yueyang did not grow up, after nine days, the people invaded. The old man in the Temple of Heaven did not hesitate to explode with his enemies in order to reverse the situation...

In the name of Heaven, the Dragon King and the Pluto, if one day they see Ye Sky, the Fat Man and the Snow Wolf in danger, they believe they will do the same irreversibly.

This is the spirit of sacrifice of the strong in the heavenly tower and the guardian will of the strong in the heavenly tower.

Just because this kind of existence transcends life.

Catastrophic, catastrophic tower.

to this day.

“Wait a minute.” King Gao Peng of Heavenly Prisoners threw three treasures at Heavenly Heaven, Dragon King and Pluto.

“Is this it?" Yueyang left his artifact, the ancient sword of the god of hatred. Before the mighty sacrifice, Yueyang promised this strange man to find the most suitable master for his sword. In the past, Yueyang classmates must have been greedy with this ancient divine sword, but God brought too many shocks to his heart. The man who crossed the border was not willing to forget and wipe out the master of this divine sword, so he decided to find the best match for the ancient divine sword who could most inherit the divine will and best play the ancient divine sword's divine power, that is, to give the sword to the first madman of the Temple of Heaven "Heaven"!

There is no better person in the world to hold hatred than Heaven.

Yueyang is not incapable of obtaining the consent of hatred.

But his supreme will far exceeds the sword will of the godless. Once he recognizes the Lord, he will surely erase the memory and will of the godless. Rather than this, he should give it to the heavens to become the second godless.

And with the potential of heaven, combined with the inheritance of God, the future will surely achieve higher achievements.

“You are the most suitable heir and the heart of that little guy in Yueyang. However, you don't have much time left in the war scene, up to three days. I hope that you will be able to accept the inheritance and enlighten yourself to the fullest in the next three days!” King Gao Peng, the prisoner of Heaven, told Heaven that there was only three days of enlightenment.

If the greatest inheritance cannot be obtained within three days, then I am afraid there is no way to catch the death and life battle of Tongtian Tower... Without hating the sword in hand, just the three of them to rush back, how much strength can Yueyang be assisted?

Heaven grabbed the sword of hatred and trembled all over it.

Nervous, excited and ecstatic, almost knocked him down as the arrogant first demon of the heavens.

Gently touch the sword ridge from hatred, with the most devout and most grateful heart, to feel the sword of the previous master, to feel the artifact from hating the unique sword spirit that this ancient sword was cast from every inch of the infinite... At the same time, he is also at the bottom of his heart, claiming his wishes, articulating his will and demonstrating his supreme will that is different from the rest!

“Boom...”

For a moment, the Heart God resonated with the Sword Spirit, and fell into endless memories of the Divine Sword. At this moment, he saw not only the birth of hatred, but also the divinity of the previous master, practice, enlightenment and battle!

Also at this moment, the heavens feel their hearts beating with the hearts of a strange man named Godzilla.

The rhythm of the heartbeat is getting closer and closer, eventually fusing together.

There is no difference.

Unlike the heavens that inherited the god from hating the sword, the dragon emperor started not with the artifact, but with the ‘demon pestle' of an Oriental demon ancestor.

“This is a special treasure weapon, completely different from the powerful and loyal master's artifact, which not only possesses powerful killing power, but is also a 'double-edged sword’ capable of injuring the enemy. Think carefully, hold this weapon that has been dotted by the strong Oriental, it must be demonic, otherwise, the first person it kills is yourself!” King Gao Peng of the Heavenly Prisoner looked seriously at the Dragon King: “Your predecessor used it once, and as a result, my enemies were extinguished. This is the will to destroy this demon pestle! ”

“As an Oriental traitor, I do not want to return to the right path every day, even if it is one use, and can be added to myself, it is also the long-sought prayer of the dragon!” The dragon emperor respectfully took over the demon pestle, raised his head to show awe, and worshipped his predecessor, the super strong man who pointed the treasure.

The Pluto got it.

It is the quasi-artifact 'Heavenly Prisoner’ that was personally given to him by King Gao Peng of Heaven.

This is already the most powerful treasure that King Gao Peng can provide. In order to enhance the power of future generations and to completely free himself, he took out the ultimate treasure that belonged to him.

“That's all I've got, I have to say, as a senior, I'm a failure!” Gao Ben shook his head with a smile.

“No!” Pluto held the quasi-artifact prisoner, never knelt, knelt touched, never shed tears eyes, there were two lines of tears that he thought only weak humans would cry to slide down: “Ghost, now fully understand your heart! Moreover, with self-knowledge, with his own qualifications, it is not possible to obtain the recognition of the artifact at all. This is what suits me best… Seniors, at some point in the future, when the darkness is also going underground, the Ghost assures you that he will surely find the best offspring to inherit your will! ”

“Ha ha, as long as you don't blame our hometown for being cheap, you have three days to work hard! All we can do is help a little bit. I don't know what kind of future that little guy will lead you to. Anyway, good luck! ”

King of Heavenly Prisoners Gao Peng, haha laughed.

Return, stand with the old men and pay a very polite tribute to the sword-soaked heavens, the dragon emperor and the Pluto.

Just as the strong of the Tower of Heaven greet each other... at this moment, they are no longer respected by their descendants, but a group of comrades fighting side by side and striving to guard the Tower of Heaven!

In laughter.

They float.

The future that belongs to them may not come again, but those who are determined to die with their enemies will forever be remembered in history.

Whether it is a millennium later or long forgotten by future generations, they have existed and the historical mark of battle will never be erased. Generations of guardians, some of whom may be famous for thousands of years, some of whom may be unknown and unaware, do nothing different than what they do and what they aim to guard.

Memories can become faulty and forgotten.

But history does not distinguish them, whether they are ancient fighters or unheard of, as fighters of the Tower of Heaven, as part of the will to enlighten and bequeath them throughout history.

Life is not about length, power is not about strength.

Everybody.

It's all those glorious stars in the sky, and it's them, the memories and the brilliance of the long rivers of history!

Under the ancient pine of the chess game heavens and earth of Tongtiantalongteng Mainland, the middle-aged literary figure of the Oriental Grand Palace master, repressed anger and looked at his board. He did nothing but discover his chess moves, and a harmonious change took place. The change was minimal and did not seem to affect the big picture, but he was disgusted that it was unexpected, creating a ‘uncontrollable’ in his mind that he was very uncomfortable and disgusted with.

How is it possible to jump out of the control of a chess player who is obviously some piece that is dominated by himself?

Who is it that is helping these poor pieces?

If there's no pusher behind the scenes.

Chess is impossible to go beyond the game... so who is this guy? Is it the temple that prepares the fisherman for victory? Isn't he so stupid? At this most important juncture, let the Tower catch a breath? Impossible, the supreme temple with the ultimate goal of capturing the ruins of the gods, he will never do so, the Tower of Heaven must be completely destroyed, otherwise no one will be able to obtain the ruins of the gods... not him, who is it? No, Goldie's gone!

Who would that be?

Monster Emperor?

A demon emperor who can't even tell where his mind is hidden. Is he helping in the dark?

Or the superior who seems to live in harmony but wants to take power in his own hands from time to time? This old guy is actually more suspicious!

“Whoever it is, as long as it's a piece of chess in my board, there's no turning it over, not even the lucky Yue Titan!” The lord of the Oriental Palace sneered and his eyes restored calm and confidence, as he quietly laid down a piece of chess in the chess board again.

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It's been quite painful lately. It's like jail time. As soon as I'm with my family, I'm stuck in Guangzhou.

Wait every day, don't know when to go home.

Now hospitals, and now medicine, really have to be sighed at, and sometimes it's really doubtful that this so-called well-developed medical technology can completely cure even one patient. If it can be cured, it doesn't matter if the money or anything is spent, but the problem is that people who can't see what they're really doing, the worst part is making people wait day after day, waiting for what they want to treat but wait for the body data to be normal to use the medicine.

Sister Ni, all the physical data is normal.

Last year, my heart came to Guangzhou with a kind of saving gratitude. A year later, after countless frenzies, I don't know what kind of complex mood it is anymore. I just want to say, well, don't get sick... I can't dare to get sick with hospitals and doctors right now!

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