Long Live Summons

Nosebleed.

The sand wind naturally responded with a whirlwind, and a scar of deep visible bone was found from the chest behind the 'sand breeze'.

The 'shafeng' face changed greatly, licking the **** wound of the chest, pointing to the sand wind and shouting: "You fool, I am you, you hurt me, are you not hurt yourself?" How can you be ashamed of you, do you even kill yourself?"

"No, you are you, I am me! You are not me!" The words of the sand wind have not been finished, there is a blood spray on the chest, and a deep visible bone scar appears on the body.

"Ha ha ha, I like this self-mutilation!" The ‘wind breeze’ that crawled out of the ground, the chest also had scars, blood flowing, and he laughed wildly.

"This is impossible, I am me, you are not me, not..." The sand wind now found that his sternum, heart, chin and head were injured in many places, just like the injury he had attacked the enemy before. Is it really my own? But I know that there is only one, how can there be three? Where are the other two avatars coming from? How can there be such a strange thing, playing the body, the body will be injured, is this possible?

"Since you want to be self-mutilated, what are we waiting for!"

The two 'sand breeze' raised their hands and snarled into the body.

The sand wind felt a pain in his body.

Hurry up and rush to fly the two boxers and take the teeth in their hands... There are three knobs. How is this possible? There is only one hand in the world, which is when the heavens and the gods come. A unique baby that was obtained in the hands of a **** who was killed by Tai Yan. How can there be three? But in front of you, the three teeth are exactly the same. I can't tell the truth... I look at it carefully. The sand wind can't tell which one is his own authenticity. Because the three teeth have telepathy, it seems to follow their own forever!

When the two 'sand breeze' got up, they became self-mutilated, and they made the sand wind grief and inexplicable. They said, "Don't be like this, are you not me? I will never be self-harming. You can't lie to me, you are all fake. !"

"If we are fake, why is the injury on your body the same as us? And, if we are fake, then what about them?"

The two 'sand breeze' screamed and laughed. Just like the usual habit of sand wind.

The wind can't help but chill in the heart.

Look back.

Found behind the two sand winds, there is a large group of themselves. There are more than a hundred percent of the number... all of them are rushing up, firmly grasping themselves, and then having a dozen or so of their own hands, rushing to summon the collection, while swearing: "You can’t let him alone, this guy. It’s a waste, it’s better to change our minds!”

That summoning book, because of too much competition, has produced a strange distortion.

The body of the book is slowly twisted and black and black.

Finally, a bang.

Automatically lifted his contract and became a fallen unmanned book.

"My treasure!" The sand breeze sorrows, hurts to the limit, just injured, can not setback his will, because he believes that he is the Lord, the body suffered a heavy injury, will recover after a while, self-harm It just makes him upset, not fatal. However, this kind of behavior because of too many avatars, vying for the book, defeating the phlegm, and finally ruining the book, made him really desperate. Can you be a true **** without summoning a book? Without the talent and the life guardian beast, there is no world of treasures that can escape safely at any time. What is the meaning of living alive?

"There is no best, everyone is not fair, why do you have a treasure?" There is a ‘wind breeze’ clap.

"Yes, there is no treasure, and everyone does not have to fight." Another ‘sand breeze’ also agreed.

"In any case, this is achieved by the ancient secret law and the help of Tai Yan before death. It is not something that belongs to you at all. Don't worry about it!" There is another generous remark from ‘Shafeng’.

"You all give me a shut up!" The sand wind is very painful, but it is a summoning book!

Without it, you can only be a false god.

The eight great gods of the mountains outside the mountains, each with a site, lost their summoning book and restored it into a false god. Will there be a place to talk about it in the future?

What's the matter with this group of unclear avatars? Is it true that there are so many self in your own body? Even if they are, who released them?

Is that the arrogant boy?

The sand wind raised his head and looked around. He found that Yue Yang didn’t know when he was sitting on a rock, erecting his legs, swaying his feet leisurely, whistling in his mouth, and not looking at it. The attitude is too arrogant!

"Slaughter you!" The sand wind will be full of gas on the head of Yueyang classmates.

"Important chicken catching the southwestern **** of the wind, you can die!" Yue Yang extended a finger, as if it was a ** officer, announced the death of sand wind.

"joke!"

Sand wind never thought that this arrogant boy could move himself a hair.

Although this kid is a good man, but the real strength is not good, otherwise, he just took the opportunity to attack, why use it now?

kill!

Just as the sand breeze hit the Yueyang face, he suddenly discovered that the distance and space of the kid’s nose was as long as ten thousand years and thousands of kilometers. It was only one inch, but it seemed to be worn forever. This is a million years and a distance of tens of kilometers... This is not the most weird. The most frightening sand wind is that more than one hundred of them are rushing up behind them, not punching the kid, but rushing With your own actions, pull the handle of your hand, drag your legs, drag your legs, and hold your body tightly!

God, why is this?

Why are these avatars to be like this to yourself? Are they not their own?

The sand wind made this cruel fact almost didn't go crazy on the spot... What made him feel desperate was that no matter how he tried to revive the power, he wanted to shake off these avatars, and it didn't help. All the avatars are exactly the same as his own body, and all injuries will be injured. Any force break will also rest.

One hundred of you are holding yourself and you can't break free.

Sand wind. Only looking at the arrogant boy in front of him. There is a smile on the face that makes people crazy and makes people crazy and helpless. Slowly stand up from the rock, and then pick up a treasure like a jade, just like a chestnut, kneeling on top of your head...

Was stunned.

There is no sand damage on the surface. I feel that my soul has a kind of broken ban, and the power of God is also faintly showing signs of scatter.

The gods are like mountains, and the sand wind now feels that it is extremely difficult to breathe.

There is a seal power that makes the soul tremble.

The sand wind began to be afraid.

This kind of seal power, not to mention the present, is probably black. Or you can't take it with you. Maybe I can't wait for the space to be shattered and sealed, and I will be completely destroyed by this irresistible seal power... The sand wind that is in a hurry can suddenly see that there is a woman wearing a swordsman trench. The swordsman jumped out, and what was covered on her body turned out to be the trench of God's destruction of the secret gold. The hand held in her hand is an artifact that she could not obtain. A divine power can swallow the heavens and the earth. Excalibur!

"This is what you said the Lord of God? Even the supreme will does not, can this be considered a god? It is a false god! Forget it, let's kill a false **** to warm up!" The female swordsman jumped up, billions of ways Electro-optic, ice and flames gathered in the sword of her hands, and finally formed a huge dragon head, swallowed down.

Just a sword.

The sand wind felt that his soul was stabbed by the power of the sword.

No matter the body, the soul, or even the power of God, it is all heavy, almost collapsed.

Now he regrets, he still does not understand why the war situation will become like this, but he knows that it is that he is really dead...

"Is it possible to take over my sword with all my strength? It really is a false god. It’s not easy to live an old monster that has been tens of thousands of years!" The female swordsman’s words made Shafeng’s impulse to cry and slumber. When he shouted out his life, the light of his eyes, he found the hand of the arrogant boy, I don’t know when, it has condensed a golden dragon!

"Huang Longyuan!"

This is the last words heard in the sand wind consciousness. After the Golden Dragon was smashed, his gods disappeared.

The body turns into a powder and dissipates with the wind.

All energy, divine power, and the imprint of knowledge that survives and survives in life.

In the golden dragon's mouth, it condenses into a small dragon ball... When the golden dragon returns to Yueyang's body, the little dragon ball drops the palm of Yueyang's outstretched hand.

This is the power of Huang Longyuan, and it will be the only proof that the southwestern **** sand wind has existed in the world!

"Hey!"

A summoning treasure has exploded from the void and turned into a dilapidated and abandoned collection.

Dropped at the foot of Yueyang.

The ‘Shafeng’, which had just caught the sand wind, disappeared without a trace, and the phantom disappeared as if it had never appeared. Akasaka swallowed a hard sip. When it was too hot and glazed, it was not so easy to fight and kill the enemy when the gods attacked. This young man, who is it?

This kid, is he still a human?

How does the sand wind say, is also a god, **** and kill?

The worst thing is that this kid has become a dragon ball. This life has been alive, and the spirit of cultivation and the knowledge of life are probably busy for this kid!

"You go back first, I have to become a sand wind to fight! With this dragon ball, I don't have to worry about being seen by anyone!" Yue Yang took the dragon ball, waved his hand, and attached the phantom to the camouflage. The image of Chengshafeng, the appearance and the original sand wind are undoubtedly unquestionable. Even the red scorpion on the side does not see any flaws in his body.

"Forbidden you to go home like this, and, be careful, Ji Wuri, that guy is not so good to lie!" The princess showed Yueyang a punch, it seems very dissatisfied with Yueyang disguised as a sand breeze with phantom, but She knew that this was a means of mixing into the Western camp. Not much to say, she turned and went back under the guidance of Xiao Wenli.

"I am now adapting to the divine power of sand wind, or is it to dig up the ancient relics?" Yue Yang is always a greedy ghost.

He has the heart to fight.

However, he is not willing to resign the ancient relics. If he is not worried about the arrival of this thing, he will automatically leave the mountain outside the mountain and return to the endless world of the Silver Collection to hand over the task of mysterious existence. He has already started digging treasure.

Now, watching the ancient relics in front of the eyes, but can not do it, Yueyang classmates are like a kitten scratching the heart is uncomfortable...

I blame the wind wind guy.

Death is also harmful.

If he doesn't take out the ancient relics, then it's okay!

The sand breeze that was almost resurrected is impossible to blame for crossing the man. How was it that he did not take out the ancient relics, and it is estimated that it will not be known for a long time after passing through the man. Maybe the ancient relics will be lost in the mountains outside forever! But the dead can't argue that the tragic sand wind had to die and was blinded. Anyway, he was not the first dead person to let Yue Yang classmates complain!

*********(To be continued)

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