Alien Summoning System

Chapter 467
quiet!
No one saw Zhuo Ao make a move, or Zhuo Ao didn't make a move at all, but directly blasted Jinlun Fawang out with his thoughts, even if the rebound of thoughts that this body can carry is not high, it is still what this world can accommodate The limit is reached.

However, this attack method has obviously refreshed the understanding of the word "master" by the top experts present, including Guo Jing and Hong Qigong.

Breakthrough?
Zhuo Ao frowned and looked at the Jinlun Fawang who was slowly crawling out of the pile of ruins, his sword eyebrows were raised slightly, he naturally couldn't be bored to deliberately let the Jinlun Fawang go, Huo Dou came to provoke Yazi out of nowhere, Jinlun Fawang plotted against Xiaolong, any one of them was enough to cause Jinlun Fawang and his group to die ten thousand times.

However, Zhuo Ao is obviously very confident in his own shots, so he used the strength of Jinlun Fawang to mobilize his mind power, not too much, not too little, just enough to completely wipe out the vitality of Jinlun Fawang without Waste a point.

However, Jinlun Fawang actually broke through at this critical juncture. The tenth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna, a martial art that few people in the entire Tantric sect have practiced, was actually broken through by him.

If it was said that Jinlun Fawang's strength was similar to Guo Jing's before, and he was a line behind Wujue, then he is probably better than Wujue at this moment. If Wang Chongyang is resurrected, he may be able to compete with him.

"I hope that Tanyue can keep his word." Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Jinlun Fawang spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Zhuo Ao with a weary expression.

"Don't worry, let me break my promise, you are not qualified enough, bring your people, get out." Zhuo Ao shook his head, but he didn't care, so what about the ten-fold dragon elephant Prajna, in his eyes, he is still an ant .

"Thank you." Jinlun Fawang didn't even dare to look at Zhuo Ao more, only he understood how terrifying Zhuo Ao's attack was just now, and what made him even more horrified was that Zhuo Ao's calm and breezy attitude, he didn't really make a move at all , even if he breaks through now, he can't even think of confronting Zhuo Ao again.

Several lamas helped up Darba and the blind Huo Dou, and followed Jinlun Dharma King to escape from Lujiazhuang. Compared with the high-spirited and domineering appearance when they came, they looked a bit wretched when they went.

The heroes automatically opened a path, if it was before, they would have ignored Zhuo Ao's words, after all no one knew which onion it was, but at this moment, even if Zhuo Ao hadn't told them, no one would dare to disobey Zhuo Ao , that terrifying strength can already ignore all the rules of the world.

"Thank you for your generous action, brother." After Jinlun Fawang left, Guo Jing and Huang Rong hurriedly thanked Zhuo Ao.

"No need." Zhuo Ao shook his head, and under the warm invitation of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, he sat at the first table with Hong Qigong, two Taoists from Quanzhen.

With Jinlun Fawang's farce, everyone's topic gradually got on the right track. The most important purpose of this hero meeting is to elect the leader of martial arts.

As the leader of the martial arts alliance, he can naturally ask for money from various families. Of course, Huang Rong is quite sophisticated in this regard, calmly coaxing these gangsters to willingly pay out of their own pockets. Before it was opened, it had already been decided by default. Now it’s just a situation, but don’t underestimate this situation. Wherever there are people, there will be struggles. Even though Guo Jing’s reputation is enough to shock many young people, if he doesn’t have this reputation, he will always be wrong. If the words don't go well, although no one dares to really jump out and criticize, there is absolutely no way to avoid the secret gossip, which is another main goal of this hero meeting.

Three days later, Hong Qigong left and took Xiaolong with him. Naturally, Zhuo Ao didn't expect Hong Qigong to train Xiaolong's martial arts to an earth-shattering level. When the ancestor came out, Zhuo Ao didn't value Hong Qigong's martial arts, but he still admired his character and ability to teach his apprentices, and Xiaolong really should experience it.

Guo Jing and others were also preparing to go on the road. The Mongolian army had already approached Xiangyang, and the prefect of Xiangyang had sent someone to urge them.

"Mrs. Zhuo, why don't you see your honorable husband with you?" Huang Rong was pregnant and couldn't bear the bumps, so she took her daughter and invited Yazi to go to Xiangyang in a carriage. During these three days, Huang Rong intended to win over, and Yazi also intended Doing something for the Han people in this world is a happy conversation.

Huang Rong naturally hoped to draw Zhuo Ao into this anti-Mongolian cause, but unfortunately, Zhuo Ao's aura was too strong. Once they got to Yazi, they would naturally win over Zhuo Ao, so in the past three days, Huang Rong was very enthusiastic about Yazi, and she really wanted to see each other later.

Zhuo Ao looked funny, and didn't expose it, but since Yazi wanted to get involved, Zhuo Ao naturally couldn't be indifferent, but thought that he had been tricked by a woman once, and he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"Husband said, since we want to fight against Mongolia, we naturally have to prepare a lot of things, so let's do it first." Yazi smiled.

"Preparing something?" Huang Rong looked at Yazi curiously and said, "I don't know what your husband wants to prepare?"

"This..." Yazi shook his head with a wry smile. He was somewhat uncomfortable with this ancient way of communication, and said with a smile, "He has a withdrawn personality. No one can figure out what he thinks."

"It doesn't matter, Mrs. Zhuo's martial arts is also the best in the world. With my wife's help, the chances of winning Xiangyang will be greatly increased." Huang Rong shook her head and smiled.

This is of course a polite remark. In this kind of low-level martial arts world, even a master of Wujue can hardly control the balance of a battle. Although Yazi is a perfect body, he is still in the stage of transformation. In terms of strength, he naturally surpasses Wujue. Strength, may not be much stronger, after all, Zhuo Ao is not allowed to cultivate her internal strength, in terms of skills, she cannot compare with Wujue, but after this battle, I am afraid that she will also grow, after all, the ability to never forget and the learning that can be called monstrous The ability is unimaginable to others.

The carriage traveled east all the way, and when it reached Xiangyang, the Mongolian army had already camped thirty miles away from Xiangyang.

"roar~"

In the north of Xiangyang, thousands of miles away, a young man frantically brandished a steel knife in his hand, and hacked to death the Mongolian soldier in front of him, but there were more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers who were like wolves and tigers rushing up at the same time. Behind them were the corpses of a whole family. At this moment, the man was hopeless, but desperately slashed the steel knife at a Mongolian soldier who was killing him in a life-for-life way.

"Pfft~"

The steel knife slashed into the Mongolian warrior's body fiercely, but the violent attack he imagined did not come. The man turned his head and slashed around, but saw the Mongolian warriors with dull eyes, maintaining the slashing movement, as if they had been hit. The immobilization technique is generally fixed around in various strange postures.

"Bang~"

At a certain moment, a blood flower burst out of the chest of a Mongolian soldier, followed by a chain reaction, blood flowers burst out of the chest of a Mongolian soldier, and in an instant, more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers fell to the ground. On the barren land, only the man was left blankly watching everything in front of him.

"What's your name?" A voice rang next to his ears, and finally the man came to his senses. He shuddered and turned his head to look tremblingly, but he saw behind him, at some point, there was a man with a serious attitude.

"Shen Gang." The man suddenly knelt down: "Thank you benefactor for saving your life."

"Do you want to continue killing the Mongols?" Zhuo Ao generously accepted the other party's gift, then looked down at the man and asked.

"Think!" The man suddenly looked up, with hatred and longing in his eyes.

"Swallow him, I will give you three days to take care of your family's funeral, and after three days, wait for me here." Zhuo Ao nodded, this Shen Gang has good talent and enough courage, he is a capable general.

"Yes." Shen Gang gave Zhuo Ao a deep kowtow, but there was no sign of Zhuo Ao.

The next moment, Zhuo Ao's figure had already appeared in a large Mongolian camp outside the Great Wall.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Guards! Guards!" The two Western Region men looked at Zhuo Ao who suddenly appeared in front of them in surprise, and shouted at the same time.

However, after shouting for a long time, no one responded.

"Old Wading and Yisi Mayin are the designers of the homing cannon, right?" Zhuo Ao smiled at the two of them, but the smile made them feel a little panicked.

"That's right." The older Alwadin nodded calmly: "Who are you?"

"Now, I'll give you two choices." Zhuo Ao stretched out two fingers and looked at the two of them and said, "First, use it for me and return to Middle Earth with me, and second, die, including your family, will be killed by me." Kill, don't doubt my ability!"

"You must ensure the safety of our family members. If we leave, they will be killed by the Mongols!" The two Hui Hui scholars are very bachelors, and they readily agreed to Zhuo Ao's request, but the premise is that the safety of their families must be guaranteed. Safety.

"No problem." Zhuo Ao nodded with a smile: "Tell me their location, I can take you to meet them now."

A quarter of an hour later, in a certain city in the Western Regions.

"Oh, my God, are you a god?" The two Huihui scholars looked at their hometown in disbelief. It was thousands of miles away from where they were before, but in front of Zhuo Ao, they arrived in the blink of an eye. , except for the gods, they can't think of anyone else who can do this step.

Zhuo Ao shook his head and said nothing, it is enough to do this kind of thing in a low-level plane.

After seeing Zhuo Ao's god-like ability, the two returning scholars, including their family members, already regarded Zhuo Ao as a god, and they cooperated very well and were sent back to a mountain villa in Middle Earth by Zhuo Ao, here There were already some people waiting, and after Zhuo Ao explained a few times, he continued to start his journey of collecting talents.

(End of this chapter)