Long Live Summons!

“Never. For as long as I live in the East, you will never be able to make a difference! ”

“The weak are weak all their lives, and there will never be a day to attack back! Your luck may be able to laugh for a moment, but only wisdom can shine to the end! Only I, the Orient, have the right to ask about the final victory! ”

The Orient stood on top of the Nine Heavens, dazzling as a cactus, he watched the next heavenly regiment fight with the Dragon Knights Corps and Dragon Blood Guard Corps of Dragon Teng Mainland. Although he could not hear the Fourth Lady's heart call, he had a chess talent and extremely intelligent, he could easily see the nature of things from all the minor changes in the battlefield below.

The dozen dragon warriors who wanted to die in exchange for honor, such as Yue Titan's grandfather Yue Hai, Emperor Daxia's worry-free king and the heads of the four families, have now returned.

In some secret way, begin to receive some mysterious power.

Oriental thought he was not blind, but even blind people could see their minds if they were blind.

These guys, trying to carry some kind of destiny for that Yue Titan who needs to pass customs, Yue Titan is a genius, after all, too young to sustain the sinking destiny of the entire Tower with his wisdom and enlightenment. If Yue Titan needs to make a change and hope for a backlash, then it must be risky, and these Yue Titan's family and friends will definitely want to stand behind him and die supporting him... carrying his destiny? Is it really that easy? Don't say you have a sniper to stop, even if you don't, chances of success are only 1 in 10,000!

With these people's qualities, how much can they sustain their destiny?

Even the gods have no place in God's kingdom.

District congenital.

Not even innate.

How dare you carry your destiny for someone else? It's like laughing off someone's teeth!

Based on this degree of power of destiny, it seems that being able to carry a height of one-tenth of a meter, it must already be the power of the Divine Messenger. Half a meter is beyond the divine realm! Can these people add up to a meter? That's ridiculous. Is Yue Titan's so-called supporter such a bunch of scum? Looks like a bunch of crap worth sweeping into a historical dumpster!

Thousands and tens of thousands of people don't seem to be able to sustain even the power of fate 10 meters high...

Weak like this, there's no reason not to crash and sink!

Of course, it is because of the weakness that it is more pleasant to abuse, which is the education and cleansing of the ignorant by the wise!

“All your comrades, no matter what race or region you come from, let us join together and unite against the invaders of heaven. I am Yueyang Yue Titan, the third youngest of many people and your friend, the new generation of prison emperors and guardians of Tongtian Tower. I know that you can hear my voice, as long as you are a warrior with a lot of blood to fight for the Tower of Heaven, then you can hear my soul call... You have not misheard me, it is I who summon you, I now need you to do one thing for me, very simply, all of you, as long as you raise your hands and meditate in your heart on the resonance of 'the heavens and the earth as fingers of everything', then you can help me to resist evil and defeat the invaders of heaven... Believe me, this does not cost you your lives, it does not cost you your ability, but for the time being, let me control your summoning beasts, I need your faith, and the power of your beasts of war. With your support and help, I will be able to win the final victory, smile and cheer, and I will return to our faces. I am willing to fight for you, my dear friends, my dear brothers and sisters, and I hope that you will reach out and help me to succeed!” All of a sudden, the Orient, with Yueyang's voice, through its own superior divine power and chess talent, passed on to the hearts of every Thong Tian Ta warrior and even ordinary man on the tenth floor of Thong Tian Tower.

His manoeuvres and guidance have led many people into confusion.

Didn't you have a secret before?

How come there's a new line of heaven and earth with all your fingers? Besides, the secret is not simple, it's a lot more complicated than meditation! Is it Yue Jia San who sees that everyone fails to meet the requirements and makes the deliberate adjustment?

“This simple, ha, I feel that the power to summon the beast of war has been successfully sucked, but the body is very relaxed. There is no more of the heavy, headache burdensome and empty, refreshing!” As soon as an attempt was made, it was felt that the phrase ‘the heavens and the earth finger everything' was effective and could not help but shout, and strangely, his shout spread immediately and clearly over a dozen kilometres around, and his voice could be heard clearly by all the martial artists in the range.

“Oops, it's very simple, I did it too!” Then more people tried to shout out loud and thunderous.

“Let us cry together, 'The heavens and the earth are the fingers of everything', the enemies will tremble in our cry, our power will be overwhelmed... the roar of justice is the key to opening the door to victory, the sign of the road to success, let us roar and roar!” The Orient disguised Yueyang's voice and bewitched it.

Listen to his call, and there are countless comrades around trying to succeed.

More mercenaries and fighters join in.

It's not even neat at first.

But more and more people joined, and the noise became louder and louder. Finally, the cry of the clouds and rolls was formed over and over again: ‘Heaven and earth are the fingers of all things', ‘Heaven and earth are the fingers of all things'...

In the shout, countless war-beast forces were extracted, the collective will was under the control of the Eastern gods, and even a giant shield erupted, pushing the heavenly realm regiment forcefully outside. When the participating heavenly tower martial artists, the tidal wave shouted up, forming a sound wave, astonishingly moving, the heavenly realm regiment stepped back, unable to resist, the will nearly collapsed.

The advent of this wonder has made the Martial Arts of Tongtianta even crazier.

Their enthusiasm is immense, and countless people are moved by the power they have dedicated to themselves.

Heavenly Legion, which also couldn't resist the fierce battle, has now retreated, shocking the power of its own faith... this is the miracle caused by its own faith, this is the power of its own faith!

Over and over again, shout the phrase 'The heavens and the earth are the fingers of all things'.

I'm not tired of yelling.

No sword needed.

There is no longer a need for blood sacrifice, but how glorious it is to let the enemy flee with a single cry!

“Yet Yueyang has a way!” The East Heavenly King is a big fate, he feels that the power of fate can be carried by secret. The pain can't be increased. Like what I just said, "Heaven and earth are the fingers of all things," he directly draws the power of the war beast. Instead, he knew it was simple, so he didn't have to work as hard as a mountain in the morning.

“Let's shout too! ”

The West Heavenly King is also a person who likes to be lively.

He saw the Dragon Knights Army and Dragon Blood Guard Corps boys join Yueyang's call, one word shouting out, forming a very powerful power, the shield up to kilometers high, the heavenly army of soldiers the mutts urinated, not by the heat of the heart, the throat itching straight.

Of course, neither he nor the East Heavenly King are that kind of idiots, sort of crude and thin.

Know to take a look at the worry-free, old foxes and Nangong elderly people who really master the strategic direction 'think tanks’.

At first glance, they jumped greatly because they found the gentleman's worry-free body shaking constantly, while the old fox was pale, even the most calm old Nangong, shaking the treasure book hand...

“What's going on?” The East Heavenly King looked at the West Heavenly King with dismay, and they all looked at each other a little bit poorly.

“Yes, yes, someone stole the name!” The old fox doesn't even speak completely.

“It's that traitor from the East!” The old man in Nangong looked dark and sighed for a long time: “This guy is horrible, he counted us, he may have reached this point already. ”

“Wasn't that Yueyang?” Wind freaks, Xiahou Weijie and others are also frightened.

“The power of destiny must be borne with the same suffering as the body, otherwise it will not count at all! The Oriental move was to use the nature of people's fear of suffering to deceive those young people with simpler gifts. Dragon Knights, Dragon Bloodguards, and countless mercenaries who came voluntarily into the war were all bewitched. They were enthralled by the illusion and caught in fanaticism...” Granny Udo shook her head and sighed. This Eastern chess game was indeed captured accurately. No wonder it was named the first think tank in the Central Temple.

“The heavens and the earth are the fingers of all things!” Tens of thousands of mercenaries, tens of thousands of dragon knights, dragon blood guards, all shouting, everyone's face raving, roaring over and over, sounding like Hong Lei, shaking the heavens and the earth.

“Let's stop it!” The wind maniacs are in a hurry.

“Useless, they can no longer hear us. Those shields, which the East used to block us from, are not intended to resist the attacks of the Legion of Heaven… He commanded the Legion of Heaven and performed this armor abandonment show, which has lost everyone's mind in that deformed faith, there is nothing we can do. Moreover, we must hurry and continue to carry the power of destiny for Yueyang. We have no time to stop this fanaticism. We do so, and we are in the middle of nowhere. The East is hoping that we will stop it... We cannot transfer our will, we must continue, not be moved by foreign objects. For a limited time, carry more power of destiny for Yueyang. Otherwise, it must be us who fail in the end!” The Nangong seniors stopped the wind fanatics.

The most important thing now is not to awaken the Dragon Knight Dragon Blood Guard Corps, which has fallen into fanaticism.

It is to carry the power of destiny for Yueyang.

Old man Yuehai, punched him on the ground with tears and tears.

On the one hand, he trained a bloodthirsty regiment, and on the other hand, he was a grandson in desperate need. Watching the other side sink makes him painful as a knife.

Thousands of Dragon Riding Dragon Blood Legions, with proud grandchildren, must make a choice.

Besides, it's the only option.

Whether he stands in command or grandfather's position, he must choose his grandson, because he is now the only hope for the Tower of Heaven!

“If we hesitate any longer, the entire Tower will be buried in our hands!” The Emperor was a worried figure, and he bit his teeth and made a decision: "Whether or not Dragon Riding Dragon blood can turn back, there is only one thing we can do now, that is sacrifice everything, carry fate, we will carry the Tower on our shoulders, we will let Yueyang know that he is not the only one carrying the Tower, we old people, always stand behind him! Come on, let's be decent elders! ”

“Back to back, I am willing to carry this fate, for him, and for the future of Tongtian Tower...” The old fox's eyes are red.

There are two very different wonders on the battlefield.

There are a lot of people on one side.

They had golden shields hundreds or even kilometers high on their heads, arms raised like woods, eyes full of fanaticism and shouting.

On the contrary, the characters on the other side are rare, they painfully support the ground, they painfully support the invisible and heavy power of destiny, they cannot relax for a moment until they reach the limit, until Yueyang succeeds in advancing to the ranks.

This is because what they carry is not only the power of destiny, but also the hope and future of the Tower of Heaven!

The East saw it all.

He didn't stop it.

Absolutely.

It is also unstoppable to bear the power of destiny. Any act of sabotage will be reversed by the horror of the power of destiny. The East will never affect its own security and the situation because of the backing of more than a dozen Yueyang's friends and family and senior teachers.

“How much can you carry for him? Ten meters is the top of the sky, hahahahahaha, no more than 10,000 meters, do not want to achieve the divine supremacy, you are doomed to fail! Painfully support it, the sinking sky tower, it's not manpower to support at all, and it's just the beginning, it's more fun, it's still behind us!” The East sneered and divine power broke through the void, instantly sending out the ten floors of the Tower of Heaven towards his next goal.

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