The Almighty Summoner

"Brother Zhanqing!" Mu Yun exclaimed, squatting down hastily, the brilliance flowed on the right palm, and a thick white glow gushed out from the palm, which wrapped Zhan Qing's whole body in an instant, and powerful energy quickly poured into Zhan Qing. In Qing's body, Zhan Qing's face, which had been as pale as paper, regained its blood color a little bit, but the internal organs were seriously injured, even with the healing magic of vitality, it would not be able to fully heal for a while.

On the castle, Ming Shaoqing forcibly cast the light of extinction again, and the energy in his body has been exhausted. At this time, he was sitting on the ground with his back against the wall, his face was pale, he was panting heavily, and his eyes were staring at the temple of the undead. Mu Yun and the others nearby suddenly felt resentment welling up in their hearts, and a stern look appeared on the corner of their mouths, and they whispered to themselves: "It turns out that you, a stinky girl, ruined my big business! Today, even my body and spirit You will not be allowed to return to the Saint Luo Continent!" After that, he supported the ground with both arms and slowly stood up against the wall.

"Curse the warrior to obey the order!" Ming Shaoqing pointed to the dying seven kings with his right hand, and ordered to his men in the castle, "Take them all to the death row first," he continued, pointing to the Temple of the Dead. "Then kill all those people!"

"Yes!" There was a tidy response from the castle, "Boom!" After a while, the heavy door was slowly opened, "Wow!" There was a sound of orderly and heavy footsteps inside, thousands of people Dressed neatly, the black-faced warrior with a stern face came out slowly.

As soon as the black-faced warriors stepped out of the gate of the castle, half of them divided into seven teams and flew towards the Seven Kings, while the other half, full of murderous aura, set up an attacking cone formation and rushed towards the Temple of the Undead. direction.

At the gate of the Undead Temple, An Zimo looked up at the entire Undead Temple, and slowly said: "This temple has been sealed with a forbidden curse, and it is impossible to open this gate without strength above the God's Domain."

Mu Yun looked back at the hundreds of black-faced warriors flying towards us, and said anxiously: "Then what should we do? Those cursed warriors are about to attack, and they are all the strength of the Martial Gods of the Heavenly Territory. Can't fight it."

"I'll block them for a while, you guys hurry up and find a way to open the gate!" Yu Haoxuan didn't wait for the crowd to respond, he jumped into the air, and rushed towards hundreds of cursed warriors.

"Haoxuan!" Seeing him flying away, Mu Yun couldn't help shouting worriedly.

Hearing Mu Yun's shout, Yu Haoxuan turned around slowly, smiled softly at her, and said, "Yun, don't worry, I'll be fine." After finishing speaking, he turned around again, and began to chant magic spells in his mouth The spell: "Great God of Ice, swear by my soul, use my body as a weapon, and use my blood as a guide, release your infinite power, destroy this evil world that blasphemes your majesty, and destroy those ugly souls." Destroy it!"

The slow and passionate sound of incantations came out from Yu Haoxuan's mouth, and the entire blood-colored sky suddenly froze into pieces of oval-shaped imprints, just like pieces of dazzling rubies inlaid in the sky, sparkling and floating, the air in the air The temperature dropped suddenly, and it was so cold that even breathing seemed to stop. Pieces of goose-feather-like snowflakes fell from the sky, but the color of the snowflakes was blood red.

Yu Haoxuan crossed his arms in front of his chest at an extremely fast speed, bringing up a white afterimage to envelop him, and a dazzling blue glow crazily burst out from the afterimage, and the aura of powerful energy immediately filled the air. A place with a radius of ten miles.

"Woo!" The extremely cold wind howled in the sky, and everyone couldn't even open their eyes. Red snowflakes fell on the cursed soldiers, making a rustling sound. In the sky, there was a feather. Haoxuan seemed to be shouting from the Purgatory of Nine Nethers: "Feng!" A stern murderous intent flashed across his extremely charming face, and the heavy snow stopped in an instant, and all the red snowflakes condensed into a glowing red ice crystal , The hundreds of cursed warriors who attacked also turned into ice sculptures in a breath, their eyes were full of unbelievable expressions.

"Pfft!" As soon as the super ice-type forbidden spell was cast, Yu Haoxuan spit out a big mouthful of blood, and then his body slowly fell into the Dead Sea below like a kite with a broken string.