Quanmin: Spirit summoner? Summon the Crimson King at the start

Blackwater Town, Teleportation Hall.

Qiao Hao's figure ran out of the teleportation array of the spiral camp, and when he was about to walk towards the Kuroshio camp, Paisley Park had a communication crystal attached to his hand and pointed in the direction outside the door.

"Let me get the disc first?"

Qiao Hao saw the flattened Paisley Park inside, and a circular pattern changed.

Since Paisley Park is so guided, it means that the location of the disc is very close to here, and Qiao Hao also felt that the black Sabbath was triggered once, and it was not harmed, the shop owner should still be safe, and Han Feiyu was also watching there.

These thoughts flashed through his brain for only a second, and Qiao Hao used the ripple speed to run out of the teleportation hall.

The location of the disc is indeed very close, in a small shop a few tens of meters outside the teleportation hall.

Qiao Hao looked at this familiar store, and secretly said in his heart that it was such a coincidence.

This is the shop where he bought the map!

In a small corner behind the counter, open a cabinet door with a stack of old DVD players next to a stack of discs.

"Ding, the material has been detected, do you use spirit summoning to perform the spirit summoning ceremony?"

......

Kuroshio Lake.

"Want to kill me?"

Jiang Ming confidently raised his sword and slashed horizontally, trying to resist the hands that came from the black Sabbath.

The big sword and the white hand collided, and Jiang Ming immediately felt an overwhelming force, transmitted from the sword body to the mouth of the tiger, and his right hand holding the sword was instantly bounced away.

The thick hands pulled on Jiang Ming's body, a translucent soul was grabbed by the black Sabbath in his hands, on the pale face, the big mouth with two sutures at the corner of the mouth opened, and a colorful streamer arrow stretched out from the pitch-black mouth.

"Uh..."

Jiang Ming, who stiffened his body, stared at his eyes in horror.

Behind him, the magicians who heard his command released their own manifestation detection magic one after another.

Illumination, anti-fog light spheres, visualization scanning...

"Aa

The professional of the Wind Sand Guild only saw a black shadow suddenly burrow into a shadow, while Jiang Ming had blood rushing from his neck and emitted an extremely foul-smelling wail.

A warrior approached Jiang Ming cautiously, looked at the latter's shaky back, and asked, "Team Leader Jiang, are you all right?" In

the distance, the professional who was first cut by his companion, while suppressing the out-of-control knife professional with the companion who came to help, shouted at the warrior: "Don't go near him!"

"What do you mean...?"

the warrior asked suspiciously, and then he noticed that his gaze suddenly became higher and began to spin non-stop, and then at the last moment he saw a headless body.

Jiang Ming, whose eyes were covered in greasy colored light, cut off the head of a level 33 warrior with a sword, his face showed a struggling expression, and his left hand twitched to hold the right hand holding the sword.

"It's the filthy pollution of the abyss!"

Jiang Ming, who had brushed the copy of [Lost Yinli Castle] countless times, immediately understood the problem in his heart, but this abyss filth that began to spread from his soul made him unable to speak, and he could no longer have the strength to continue thinking.

A group of humanoid monsters combined with greasy colored clay occupied his field of vision, all twisted and roared at him.

"Ah Zhou!"

The professionals of the Wind Sand Guild shouted in unison towards the headless body that fell to the ground.

"What about the president and team leader? Fuck this Jiang Ming of the Blackwater Guild is an enemy! Someone

wanted to look for Shi Hongmao and the others, but found that they had chased the professional with the red sword on their backs and rushed into the white hall of the copy.

"He's coming!"

I saw that Jiang Ming's big sword was wrapped with white thunder and lightning, and his right hand was slightly damaged, but he still put on a posture, and then turned into a rushing thunder and rushed towards the professionals of the Wind and Sand Guild!

Bang!

In the cloudy sky of Kuroshio Lake, a bolt of lightning streaked through, and thunder exploded.

Jiang Ming's big sword slashed at a large shield, and the shield-wielding professional's HP was immediately consumed by half, and the companions behind him released healing skills and shields on him.

But Jiang Ming's follow-up attacks also followed, and more than a hundred sword shadows burst out with white thunder and lightning, stabbing at the shield in front of him.

"The pastor's healing skills are keeping up! He's dying! "

One after another, the holy light lit up on the shield-wielding professional's body, and his health could only be maintained at half.

The rest of the people also summoned their skills to Jiang Ming, but a white translucent shield lit up on the latter's body, blocking all these attacks.

"No, his level exceeds ours too much!"

On the other side, the knife-wielding professional who was pressed to the ground was constantly released by a priest next to him to release the purification technique on his body, the colorful streamers in his eyes gradually receded a little, and the struggling movements slowed down slightly, but he still looked at them viciously.

Seeing that this person was much calmer, they immediately shouted to the other side: "Jiang Ming is controlled or polluted by something, the priest quickly uses the skill of dispelling negative states!" "

The Wind Sand Guild brought two groups, a group of sixteen people, divided into two squads, the configuration is one shield, one battle, one distance, one stab, two methods and two auxiliaries, and the average level is 30-35

Shi Hongmao took half of the people and chased into the copy, only three priests and one Wind Barter present.

When they heard the shout, they immediately tried to use skills such as purification techniques against Jiang Ming, who was still frantically attacking, but the latter's movements only slowed down slightly.

And the lack of healing skills, the shield-wielding warrior's HP dropped rapidly.

"Not good! Others are on top with taunts! The

rhythm collapsed instantly, and a brilliant white thunder suddenly slashed from the top of the shield-wielding warrior's head, striking the top of his head, and the electricity spread on his body, instantly taking away the last of his blood.

The mockery skills of the rest of the shield battles only followed, but Jiang Ming seemed to have equipment or skills that were immune to taunt, and directly ignored these front rows, rushing into the pile of mages and archers like wolves into a flock.

Then, the sound of various shields shattering was accompanied by screams, and some professionals watching from afar held photo crystals in their hands, watching from a distance with a melon expression.

Jiang Ming, who had killed several crispy professions, finally recovered a little under various purification skills, he struggled to control his left hand, took out a bottle of golden potion from his backpack, and then struggled to put it in his mouth.

"This is golden holy spring water, not the excretory mixture of the sewers, this is golden holy spring water, no..." In

Jiang Ming's line of sight, his left hand was holding a bowl of black sticky porridge mixed with a certain excrement, and he kept hinting at himself and drank it with difficulty.

Then, the colored streamers in his eyes finally subsided, and Jiang Ming was finally able to regain control of himself.

"Wow!"

Jiang Ming slammed the empty glass bottle in his hand on the ground, this was a bottle of orange life-saving potion that he spent a lot of money on, but he didn't expect to use it today.

That damn humanoid summoner!

Jiang Ming recalled the previous scene, a trace of fear flashed in his heart, and then he gritted his teeth and looked for the figure of the shop owner.

As for the Wind Sand Guild professionals who were killed by him?

Dead is dead, and the Little Wind Sand Guild is not seen by him at all.

......

The shop owner, who didn't know why things were developing like this, ran madly towards the camp with his son, and suddenly a professional wearing glasses gasped slightly next to him.

"I'm here to help you, Shi Hongmao and those people are still deceived by me in the copy, but they should react, come with me!"

This person was Han Feiyu, and the previous professional with the red sword on his back was also pretended by him, and he felt wrong when he saw the shop owner being taken to the stone forest that was obscured by his sight.

So according to the portrait in the hand of the profiler he had seen before, he drew the shape of the gourd as it was, attracting Shi Hongmao's attention.

The shop owner held his son and looked at Han Feiyu a little cautiously, no way, he was afraid that his child would be hurt again.

"I know the guy they're looking for, don't worry, and I know that the portrait that the profiler is holding doesn't look like him at all, right?"

Han Feiyu quickly explained while observing the surrounding situation.

At this time, the shop owner somewhat believed Han Feiyu, and the portrait was indeed only three or four points similar to the young man.

"Oops! Shi Hongmao, they came out! Walk! Han

Feiyu led them to run a few steps, but suddenly stopped sharply, and a white thunder fell out of thin air a meter in front of him!

Jiang Ming held the big sword wrapped in white thunder and walked towards this place with a fierce face, and he said:

"Although I don't know what's going on, it seems that attacking you will be fine, but what if I attack you with a range skill and accidentally affect them?" You'd better stand still obediently, otherwise..." Shi

Hongmao, who came out of the copy, twisted his face at this time, like flour with soup, and the splash of chili oil hit his eyes when he sucked it, and he also carried a pig charm on his body, and the anger in his eyes almost spewed out!

He got back on his horse and rushed towards the shop owner with people!

The situation seems to have taken a turn for the worse at this moment!

But Han Feiyu glanced at the communication crystal in his hand, and the tension on his face instantly disappeared.

"I heard you were looking for me?"

A voice was like thunder in the sky, clearly sounding in the ears of everyone in the Wind Sand Guild and Jiang Ming!

In the distance, a strong and tall figure came towards here with a blood-red bone sword in his hand.

In the pitch-black sky, a bolt of lightning flew by, illuminating the dim Kuroshio Lake for a moment, as well as the white-colored mask on the figure's face.

Bang!

Thunder exploded, and in the fierce wind, raindrops the size of soybeans poured down like the flood of the Tianhe River!

The storm finally descended on Kuroshio Lake.