Long Live Summons

The first thousand one hundred and eighty-two chapters: [heart as a stone]

The sand wind is alive and the effect is surprisingly good. (--network.)

But always pretending to be stupid, it must be doubtful.

Yueyang students can not doubt people now, the plan behind is still early! Now he has to continue to play. As a cannon fodder, he must perform this dragon role seriously...

"Slaughter you!" Yue Yang will concentrate dozens of tornado storms, and the wind is under the control of divine power, and the endless void is smashed.

Space debris.

Flying.

The whole world seems to be recessed, and it is faintly drawn from the inside to attract a strange black hole.

Frost and cold saw the big surprise, they could not imagine, the sand wind, this two goods, actually controlled such a huge force and such a subtle trick, it is really unexpected! It seems that after the sand wind got the book, he did not waste his personal talent! For ten thousand years, it seems that he has not left his cultivation. He really looked down on him before.

Not at this moment of decisive battle, I still can’t see it.

The sand wind is so strong.

Blackbird is also secretly applauded.

The stronger the sand wind as cannon fodder, the smoother the plan to kill the gods.

Only after he saw this scene, he felt a little unexpected. Although the sand wind said that intelligence is not good, the cultivation seems to be very diligent. It is not as unbearable as the surface. As a handsome talent, he is not qualified enough, but as a chess piece, one The cannon fodder on the battlefield, then the sand wind is undoubtedly the best choice!

In the far distance, Ji Wuri frowned slightly. He found that this sand wind did not have a summoning book, and he could break through such a trick. There was a kind of incomprehensible in his heart.

Is this sand wind talent so good?

He is not quite like a rumor!

The original sand wind, regardless of strength and talent, ranks among the eight old gods. Now it seems that it is at least not weaker than Akasaka. Maybe it is better than another Qingyun, and it is closely following the frost. Is this ** still knowing this? Tibetan mastiff? Is he really stupid or fake?

But forget it.

After this battle of God, whether he is really stupid or fake, it is doomed to have only one ending...

It’s not just him, everyone, it’s the same, anyone who prevents the final plan, anyone who stops himself, will die!

Ji Wuri feels that everything can't escape his plan, just give up on the battlefield and leave. (--net.) As a central temple or even the most qualified genius of the entire heavenly world, what he has to do is not to count a certain **** or to slap an idiot-like cannon fodder. What he has to do is more important. , more pre-layout.

Anyone is in his plan.

This mountain is outside the mountain.

There will never be a fish that slips through the net.

In the net, even if a big fish wants to struggle, it is impossible to escape the evolution of the plan... Because this is the perfect plan he made, and any life under his own intelligence cannot be understood and cracked.

"Give me a break, give me a break! You have a tortoise shell, it's too irritating!" Yue Yang condensed the storm black hole three times in a row, and slammed the storm black hole in the field of blasphemy three times in a row. Unfortunately, it has a ruin The storm black hole of Weineng could not break through the field of God's divine power and willingness to guard against it. Even if it was shaken to the end, it would be hard to beat the past, and watched the frost and the stun of the field. .

"Sure enough, it is the first person outside the mountain!" Blackbird still has a leisurely admiration.

"Smashed!"

The unreserved southwestern lord ‘sand wind’ seems to be mad.

He combines the wind and the fire, condensing a huge and high-speed rotating hot wheels with the power of God, driving himself, rushing to the **** of the East God.

The core of the hot wheels is the high-speed rotating quasi-artifact 'rotating teeth' in the hand.

This is a combination of wind and fire.

Power driven.

Coupled with the sharpness of the quasi-artifact.

This time, the field splits open, just like the red-hot steel blade is heavy and thin, and it is not good at defending the gods who are only good at attacking, and the field of willingness to defend, finally let the desperate 'sand The wind 'breaks.

Despite the consumption of most of the 'shade wind', the last barrier has been removed, and the next is the real siege moment.

The frosty look is overjoyed.

I also liked the eyebrows.

The two men gathered together to enhance the body's divine power, combined with the treasures in their hands and the life guardian beast.

The northwest god, the main frost, holds the quasi-artifact and locks the soul on the left. The northern **** is the master of the mirror, and the real mirror is on the right. In the middle, it is the black **** of the West God who has waited for a long time and even a little anxious. They never expected the 'wind breeze' to kill or reinvent the blasphemy. It was impossible. They only hoped that the sand wind would consume the power of the gods, at least breaking his protective body and removing the last barrier. Everyone knows that, blasphemy, he has never been good at defense. If it wasn’t for the murder of the Akasaka who had just disguised as Ji’s disguise, the wounds created the guilt of the gods, and the sand wind could not have a chance to shoot... even Just now, the three people are still worried that the sand wind will let the angry gods kill a sword!

It’s absolutely possible to do the spike in the sorrow of the hate sword.

The good news is that he did not do this.

God chose self-treatment.

Consume the power to raise the field to defend against the enemy, on the one hand distracted, and self-healing with divine power.

The black box of the bureau, of course, knows that the injury caused by Ji Wuri’s attack is unlikely to be self-healing in the short term. The injury after being attacked by Ji Wuri using that treasure, unless it is the legendary sacred supreme, cannot be resolved.弑 God tries to use one heart and two minds, both consuming the power of defense and consuming the power of self-healing, just in the middle. If this is not the case, the black cockroach has already rushed to attack the first one, and it is the wind that has won the prestige here.

"Hey!" God seems to realize that he can't heal itself in the short term.

It’s extremely annoying to the ‘wind breeze’ that was attacked alone.

The Excalibur is still on the back.

I am arrogant about the whole **** outside the mountains, and I do not even bother to attack the area with a sword and hate to attack a southwestern **** sand wind!

In the face of the whirlwind of the flying scorpion, and the ‘Shafeng’ that was madly hit by the madman, the sacred **** smashed the index finger of the left hand and slammed it.

Sword spurt.

A sharp sword that is difficult to describe in words, synthesized by divine power and will, is ejected by the sacred sacred hand, and spurred to the mad-like 'wind breeze'. It easily pierced and split the unstoppable hot wheels, lightning-like, rubbing the high-speed rotating teeth, and nailing the eyebrows of the 'shafeng'. A **** of sword, pointing to the key, the power of spike, the world is unparalleled.

"Attention!" The Northern Gods screamed, but it was too late.

"Hey!" As the strongest, Black Scorpion naturally has enough time to react, but he is not willing to consume too much power in the cannon fodder of sand wind. The most important thing is that he does not want to let it God seized this flaw and pursued it. Instead, it reversed the situation.

If you sacrifice a sand wind, you can win the initiative.

He didn’t care at all!

The sand wind was originally a cannon fodder that was destined to sacrifice. There was no difference between early death and late death.

The ice chain is like a net, flying in the sky, and instantly covering the sand breeze, just like capturing the quickness of a wild beast, the ice chain net has suddenly dragged away the sand wind that is in jeopardy... The blood is rising from the sky, though The gods and swords did not kill the sand, and were rescued by Frost in the last minute, but the sword was still drawing a deep blood on the shoulders of the sand and even the chest and abdomen. The spring water spewed out and dripped on the ice chains that bound the whole body, turning into a frosty blood flower.

At this time, the 'sha wind' snorted and gasped, and the shock was undecided.

No one can believe it.

In the end, the wind-saving wind turned out to be frosty cold, a life rival that was an ally but never confronted him and often confronted him.

"Bastard, I can cope, don't you have a good heart!" Yue Yang played this sand wind, absolutely played the level, even his own, do not know that the performance can be played so well.

"Don't misunderstand, I am not saving you, I just want to see you being killed by the gods!"

"You... blasphemy, can kill you, it may only be my sand breeze, congratulations, you have succeeded in angering me now!" Yue Yang's 'shafeng' eyes are anger, become red as blood, body The flames burned, and the magical storm that broke out broke the world. The black sorrow hates the frosty cold, and the rescue of the sand wind is not his plan. He originally thought that the sand wind was mad before the death of the sword, and he hugged the last big explosion of the scorpion, and further consumed the gods. Intervening, but let the expected plan fall through. Fortunately, I later regained my wish, the sand wind was injured, coupled with the death pressure of the gods and the stimulation of the frost, the emotions were completely out of control, and the runaway was trapped. It is estimated that the power of the gods can be greatly consumed, and it may not exceed expectations. for sure.

They didn't look at the sand breeze that was gradually violent, and they all stared at the gods.

This blasphemy, the mind is a little relaxed for a second.

It is possible to lose.

The black-eyed eyes seem to see the center of the storm in the sand, and the light column of the golden treasure rises. It is not really true, but the induction and the ordinary are undoubtedly known. The sand wind finally uses life to guard the beast, and the heart is happy.

The sand cannon is so desperate, it seems that today will kill the gods.

He also looked at the photos and the frost with his eyes. The two allies were not unusual. They seemed to be very savvy, and it was impossible to change their camp. In the East camp, there is only one god, and in addition to the dark game, there are many backhands in the West camp. It’s a steady victory, a photo, and a frosty cold. It’s definitely not going to make fun of their own lives and their future... even the wind and the wind. The goods know that holding the thighs, taking care of the shackles and frosty cold to participate in the war of God only return, no danger, why not they?

At this time, the black scorpion is very determined.

Lips and lips, smile dark.

The sand wind behind him is as thrilling as a thunder, and it sounds like a sigh.

The southwestern lord, now seems to have exploded all the power of the gods without reservation. The power of the charge, even the black scorpion is secretly marveled at it. Although people are a little bit **, after all, it is a god, war In fact, the power is not to be underestimated.

The earth was crushed by the 'shade wind', and forcibly plowed a huge tunnel with a depth of several tens of meters and a length of several kilometers. The rock and sand inside was smashed.

The clouds in the sky boasted thousands of miles away.

The dust that bursts in the storm.

From obscuring the sky, it became a word emptying... ‘Shafeng’ was a bull-like charge, and the ultimate goal of its crazy impact was to still be proud of the sky and the proud.

The black scorpion does not know that the sand wind prematurely fakes the 'Dragon Ball', but the real body is Yue Yang.

He saw Yueyang classmates so desperate.

There are some pity in my heart.

Where is the younger brother who is so obedient and easy to use? Like this kind of cannon fodder that can be sent to death anytime and anywhere, I believe that there will be no more in the future, so it seems a pity to watch him hang up! But the cannon fodder is the cannon fodder, the chess piece is the chess piece, and its role is to sacrifice, that is to use! If the value is gone, the chess piece will have no heart to exist... The black heart is hard, and the person who becomes a big event can have a woman's benevolence. ally? Born to be sold, the younger brother, is born to send to death, as a hero, even pity the life of the chess pieces, it is so ridiculous!

Blackbird is ridiculous about his thoughts flashing through his heart, and he is scornful.

The heart is cold and cold, as strong as a stone.

As long as you can kill the gods.

Don't say that the wind is windy, that is to pay the price of the big, and do not hesitate!

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