Long Live Summons!

“Seek death for yourself!” Thousand people thought to take these women's methods for the time being, because the defense of the crystal dream in front of them far exceeded their expectations, but the proud woman with the sword, under her own words, abandoned the guardian of her companion and stood up arrogantly.

She can't fight herself with a sword in her hand, can she?

The Divine Sword is the legendary Imperial Divine Sword.

But how much more could she do?

Deep in his eyes, he revealed a cruel joy.

Because what he's about to destroy is a seemingly perfect General Tower female warrior. The higher the pride of the heavenly woman, the higher her foot, the greater the sense of achievement in her heart!

Perhaps in less than a minute, she would kneel in front of herself like a bitch and beg for her life.

Proud woman, what kind of humiliation to torture her with? Did you lick your toes on your knees while she cried, or peel off her white, flawless skin little by little under her plea? Yeah, maybe so, pull out her guts, pull all her long intestines straight, and let her fly in the sky as a human kite...

“Four elephants, one. ”

Princess Ceci straightened her left hand slowly, then slowly put it away, five fingers closed, fist gripping.

At the top of her head, thousands of lightning bolts condensed into an incredible 'green dragon knot', more like a symbolic matrix of the will of the Holy Power. Burning the wings of all things, Tenzi rose behind Princess Ceci, the kind of heat that forced the golden giant to take a step backwards and finally recover from the wild fantasy. When the slaughter returns to God, he finds that under his feet, unconsciously, he has been frozen below his calf by some kind of horrible ice force. Most oddly, this freeze and the heat in his breath have no impulse to reconcile, but rather complement each other, making the heat hotter and freezing colder.

Other than that.

The Holocaust also feels an extremely deep but absolutely present killing machine.

It is no worse or even more aggressive and explosive than killing your own blood stream.

When the lightning, fire, ice, and killing energy of four completely different properties are perfectly combined, and then carried out by the sword, that power... slaughtered a secret sip of spit, turning the contemptuous mind into caution.

Now.

He finally understood.

It turns out that the cultivation of these women of the Tower of Heaven is exclusively extreme.

The woman was purely defensive, completely unattainable, and with infinite focus and talent, the shield of the Crystal Dream could not break even her own bloodshed sickle. Now this woman, on the contrary, takes the offensive route and does not do any defense at all, putting all her strength on the killing and wounding, falling into the type of killing with one stroke and one stroke.

Just hide from the first sword, then she's finished behind.

Without defense, only attacking martial artists, like one-legged cripples, are not afraid at all!

“Kill!”

Princess Ceci raised the Tiger Hell Divine Sword.

The four combined holy forces erupted perfectly, and at this moment the heavens and the earth trembled with her murderous intentions.

“Avoiding is good.” The golden giant slaughtered all gods. He is noble, but not mentally handicapped. A slaughter with a single blow like this is impossible for him to harden. Even if he can take it, there is no need to be injured. What does face and honor count for? Only those who win the final battle will be the real winners on the battlefield.

Moreover, such a spellfight does not have to be confronted directly.

Just dodge it easily.

The most labour-saving approach.

Will achieve the best results, why not?

The slaughter of ten thousand waving artifact blood sickle, breaking through space, in the moment of the healing of the laws of heaven and earth, into the sky, into a golden light, into an endless void. When he returns three seconds later, he believes he can counterattack the reversal of the war. When the other party's strongest power fails, he severs her half body heavily behind her back... By then, believe the look on her face, it must be beautiful!

He, who entered the void, did not see, slaughtered the Princess Ceci with all his might, within a thousand seconds, send and receive whatever he wanted to stagnate that seemingly limitless and uncontrollable Four Elephant Holy Power in the sky, condensed.

Nanjiang Demon King stood up when he didn't know where he was.

Jade hands.

Wave the pipa gently.

The music of ding-dong is like a forest spring over a stone.

With the same thoughts as Tu Wan, even those who fled even earlier into the void, suddenly couldn't hide their figure, a figure reappeared in front of Princess Ceci, staring stunnedly at the Tiger Jail sword suspended above her head...

“Isn't the euphoric rhyme of return very pleasant? How about another storm? That's a place where space can be crushed!” Nanjiang demon king leek white five fingers waved beautifully on the jade stone walnut in his arms, five fingers like a wheel, the next second, the whole of heaven and earth space, immediately turned into trillions of pieces, and spinning in a vortex state.

“No!" several powerful members of the Tung Tian tribe discovered with horror that, because of the fragmentation of space, the slaughter, which had been scheduled to return to the raid, was unknown, while several of them were absorbed by the vortex of space storms and could not escape easily for a short period of time.

The Tiger Prison Divine Sword over his head ignores any obstacle.

Slash it down inch by inch.

Its will to destroy, there is no second force in the world to resist.

Thus, watching it come, even if the sky is full of power, there is no way to play it... The strong ones who swallowed the heavens screamed in despair, of course, their voices, without shouting their lips, have let the space storm suck into the sky, and there is no possibility of conducting the master's fearful will. What makes them even more desperate is that the sword did not cut their bodies in half like an ordinary sword, but rather severely cut them into voids, completely destroying the heavenly and earth spaces that are constantly healing.

Stronger flesh, even when turned into powder, would restore the original gifted ability to no avail, because it was not the person she was trying to destroy, but the space.

Space storm crushed again.

It collapsed under the Divine Sword.

First it erupted outward, but before it had fully expanded, the ancient law had been recycled and returned to its original place of eternal creation.

The powerful swallows in the heart of the collapsed space, before a single cry, perished in this new black hole, like the annihilated space of the heavens and the earth, both flesh and soul, peeled down layer by layer, eventually destroying them all to their initial state.

Lonely Seal?

Legend has it that even the gods can't escape extinction and seal... maybe that's it!

Before their souls were extinguished, they suddenly and unanimously thought of the terrible term 'silent seal'!

Tu Wan discovered that he had lost his way in the void, leaving a place in the dark to guide his return, which was inexplicably crushed. Perhaps this is the conspiracy of all the women of Tianta, who could not possibly have been their rivals, but who succeeded in forcing themselves back. But it would be a big mistake if they thought it would be safe.

No matter how far away the void is, you will not leave the Tower of Heaven.

Because, with the gifted guidance of the Great Oriental Palace Master, he will not leave the Tower of Heaven in any case.

These self-righteous Tower women, at the next meeting, believe in the expression on their faces, must be wonderful... the massacre waved the blood sickle, with the force of physical instinct to return to the Tower.

Perhaps this landing is completely different.

But what does that have to do with anything?

Just in the Tower of Heaven.

Those women, and the lives of all the towers, cannot escape the fate of beheading themselves!

The Tung Tian clan is looking forward to revenge for many years, and will officially begin at this moment! When Tu Wan returned to the foot of the Tower of Heaven, he couldn't help but roar proudly, trying to trap himself in the void? Dream!

“The Lord of the Great Oriental Palace has asked me to wait here for your arrival, a noble divine class.” Not far from the sky, close to 100 heavenly auxiliaries flew in arrows, and all five bodies fell on the ground to show the reverence of this powerful man of the divine ranks. Their little leader, who even looked up at the face of the slaughterhouse, kissed the ground beneath the slaughterhouse with infinite worship, whilst reporting to the coming god: “This place you are in is a ladder that runs through the bottom of the sky tower, five floors away from the White River Valley, the entrance to that real ladder, not less than 10,000 kilometers. ”

“Very well, Mr. Oriental is always everywhere wanting to be in front of others, and God is very pleased with the meticulousness of his work.” The reverence of slaughtering hearts and minds is also satisfied with the connection between these crawling floors and kissing their soles with humility, which makes him feel the importance and modernity of the Lord of the Eastern Palace.

How many more people in the Legion of Heaven can have such privileges?

Golden Emperor, Monster Emperor?

Can their models compare to their own?

Not to mention a few East, West, North, etc. to fight the autumn wind, but definitely a bamboo basket of water in the end an empty giant!

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“As such, the Grand Hall Master discovered that several mice from the Tower of Heaven were trying to sneak up to support the night when they were at war with the Immovable Supreme, hoping that the honorable you would strike out and halfway kill these clowns that could disrupt the war.” The leader of the heavenly auxiliary soldiers has an excellent mouth, his butt is very clever, makes the massacre feel immensely satisfied and his heart floats like a good wine.

“Go back and tell your lords that this is too simple a thing, God can easily accomplish it, next time don't let God do this unchallenging task... Forget it, I can't make it clear to you, go back to your lives! Not only is it the rat who snuck in, but also the night he thinks he can fight the immovable, God will also kill him, as if it were a small surprise for Mr. Orient for free!” The massacre waved proudly, prompting these heavenly auxiliaries to leave.

He held the bloodshed sickle in his hand, mindfully activated, and fully sensed movement within a thousand miles.

Sneaky little mouse?

Just in time, I urgently need a little slaughter and blood to satisfy my thirsty heart...

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