Apocalypse Summoner

Hua Feiyang has grown a pair of Falcon wings behind his body, and his face is also showing countless stripes of animal prints. The hands are transformed into bear claws and the muscles are inflated, but they are not bloated, but they are extremely fit and stylish. People are full of the beauty of a wild beast.

His wings were one, and when he was squatting, he was stuck in the entrance of the secret room. Under the nostrils, there was a reddish blood gas, showing an endless violent breath, and his mouth was swallowing:

"Li Jiayu, I admit that you are such a proud woman..."

"Who said that I am a arrogant woman? I am a man, understand!" Li Jiayu snorted, and in one hand, "Yuan Ying Huo Lian" earned a space ring, but the other hand slammed the chest and made a "out" The meat of the 噗噗 , , , , 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温 温

At this time, Li Jiayu is a dead chicken, and she is not willing to admit that she is a woman.

Hua Fei’s brow wrinkled, his eyes swept in front of Li Jiayu’s chest, and then coughed with a strange look:

"Wearing a low-cut night dress... but still saying that I am a man, you are not funny at all, this joke, Li Jiayu, I will remind you once again, immediately let go of 'Yuan Ying Huo Lian', otherwise you will suffer To the joint attack of the four of us, you'd better not be able to use your arms as a car. If you drink and hate and fall into our hands, there will be no good days."

"Oh, what about that? If I really fell into your hands, what would I do?" Li Jiayu’s blue-eyed wave was flowing, and although she was surrounded by her, she was not nervous at all, but calmly calmed down. It is in sightseeing, and looking at the eyes of the four masters is like watching four monkeys doing acrobatics.

"We will not do anything that is out of place. After all, everyone is the same person. Even if you have been screaming at Yangcheng last time, you will not hurt your life, so we will not touch your body... but we will Exhaustion means, let you work for Yangcheng, if it is not, we will also search for your collectibles, weapons, and finally take you as a hostage, to ransom to Yucheng..." Huafei Yang faint.

Ai Siwaya on the side also yelled:

"Flying. You are too kind. If she falls into the hands of our Indians, she will be absolutely imprisoned, and she will not be able to ask for survival. She will eventually become a slave to our Indian forces!"

"Aishwarya. Not rude!" Hua Feiyang turned his head and screamed.

"Where I am unreasonable! Unreasonable is that Li Jiayu is right! You see how much she is!" India's bold woman screaming and screaming.

"Oh, it seems that there is no need to waste time... I want to fight and hit it. The three lords, the peak of a lord, put a pair of invincible faces in the world, do you think I am sure?"

Li Jiayu spread his hand and laughed at some troubles:

"There is no eye, no life, no life. You are also a celestial person. But if you stop me from dying, if you are accidentally killed by me, you are welcome to be a ghost and come to me."

"Crazy! Li Jiayu, I am not the same as before. It is no longer the weaker who has been squatting in the past three months, even if you are a legendary legend, you must stay here today!"

Hua Feiyang shouted and screamed and grinned. All of them were burning with an amazing red-red enthusiasm. Such as a hurricane that is rotating, and the blue veins on his face are more and more violent, apparently the strongest energy brewed in the body.

"Not bad! Li Jiayu, the shame of the past will be doubled back to you today! Let it go!"

Ling Qingyun's hands are like a taiji pattern, and the spirit is restrained. The whole person is like a dragon diving into the sea. Although it is silent, it is even more dangerous. At the same time, a large yin and yang taiji fish emerges behind him.

Just as the two accumulated their strength, the two Indian inheritors couldn’t help themselves, and they took the first step toward Li Jiayu’s attack. They saw that the thin young man was transformed into a three-headed, six-armed, King Kong’s hell, Ashura, the magic. The shock, the momentum is like a rush, and screaming to Li Jiayu rushed away.

And the Indian unconstrained woman squats, shakes her ass, jumps with a dazzling singular dance, brings out a piece of afterimage, and finally she turns out dozens of avatars!

These avatars are also true and false, half-real and half-real, extremely difficult to distinguish, but a small part of these avatars are physically aggressive, because each avatar is armed with two blue-and-white reflective water-splitting thorns. With a smooth crescent shape, it is easy to break the defensive shield and be really angry!

"Oh? One is the heritage of Raksha, and the other is the inheritance of Ashura... Are the gods of India rushing to the earth to choose the inheritors?"

Li Jiayu was also quite novel when he saw the ability of the Indian inheritors. After all, in the celestial dynasty, there are many wonderful inheritances, and there are many pigs and demons like the dead demon and Jiang Minghui. The elemental magic system and the assassin The department, the warrior system, the orc system, the deformation system, the true gas fighting system, and the special department are many. The inheritance that Li Jiayu has seen is not a thousand.

However, there is quite a single side in India. Most of them are "deformation systems", that is, they become "the evil spirits" in the myths and legends, "Ruosha", "Ashulu", "Gandapo" and "Kinggang Buddha". "Special life bodies such as "not moving the king", although powerful, can hardly have any professional match with the color, just like playing games, a perfect team should include nurses, output, shield warfare, control field, Teammates such as auxiliary and group attack can make the tactics flexible and challenge the stronger opponents.

However, on the Indian side, it is difficult to have any cooperation because the occupation is too single. They are all fighting each other. The change is not great. It is equivalent to the output of a whole team, or all of them are shield battles, even if the individual strength is Strong is not very useful, if the enemy finds a weakness or a breakthrough, it will die very badly...

During the thoughts, Li Jiayu also had an action.

"I just want to try my summoned beast... Hey, come on, come on, Saint Seiya, you are my best meat shield!"

Li Jiayu’s voice fell, and her left hand drew a summoning rune, but she saw a tall man wearing a blue sacred dress, long fluttering and full of fortitude.

This man is naturally the descendant of the Saint Seiya from the "Saint Seiya", known as the "Shushan Shenglongba, **** Athena".

As soon as he appeared, he immediately shed his eyes and aired Dantian, posing a classic gesture:

"庐山升龙霸!"

A heavy punch, the mid-level purple dragon of the Lord's class and the Indian man of the incarnation of Ashura's incarnation slammed into each other, punching and punching, bursting with a strong sigh.

"puff"

Zilong simply lost to hell, Ashura, and was immediately beaten to fly out, the hand bones slammed, and the mouth spewed out blood, and the look was pale!

This is also the expected result...

Zilong has only the middle-level of the lord, and the Indian man has the power of the peak of the lord. The level difference between them is not small, so the purple dragon is knocked to the ground within two seconds.

but……

What if it is overturned?

Saint Seiya is a young man who can't die!

What is the best Saint Seiya? It is not to **** Athena, nor to weaken the enemy with a weak aura, but to defeat it, but to be an undead attribute. No matter how you beat them, the holy warrior will never die. Even if you die, you can immediately resurrect it!

Therefore, the Dragon Dragon is actually a non-dead grade meat shield!

"Oh, ah, the glory of the Dragon, not what you can trample on, give me a defeat!"

The purple dragon climbed up again and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The scorpion shone with a more fortitude and firmness, and at the same time he burned the small universe again, releasing a deeper force.

Saint Seiya, in fact, will occasionally be guilty...

When he is intact, the fighting power is terrible, but once you make him seriously injured, he can explode double, five times, or even ten times the fighting power!

"Don't dare to get up? Let's die!"

India’s Ashura man’s face was stunned, his teeth fluttering, and the cruel smile on his mouth became more and more obvious. He once again pressed the purple dragon and opened his hands. It seemed to be to tear the purple dragon’s arms down. Winning and losing!

but……

Zilong, under the urging of unyielding beliefs, soared and easily avoided the slash of Ashura. Instead, he swam to the back of Ashura, and a dragon swayed and kicked, and Ashura also collapsed!

"I just looked down on you..."

Ashura got up again and his eyes became more hazy, but at the same time he was also surprised, why is there still only the purple dragon in the middle class of the lord, so much more explosive than just raised...

"Come on, in order to protect my goddess Li Jiayu, you will be destined to be my defeat!"

The purple dragon snarled and clashed with Ashura...

Since Zilong became Li Jiayu's summoned beast, he turned his back on his faith. He no longer thinks about the goddess Athena in his heart. He turned to think of the goddess of light. After all, Li Jiayu is his master, and Li Jiayu has more than Athens. Na hundred times the national beauty of the sky, so it is easy to get the 100% loyalty of the purple dragon.

On the other hand, when Li Jiayu faced the unrestrained woman in India, she was too lazy to personally summon the smoking man wearing a black retro suit and gold-browed eyebrows.

As soon as the man appeared, he stepped on his shoes and made a "tread" sound on the ground. At the same time, he also spewed out two smoke rings, and he was very excited and said:

", goddess sauce! You finally summoned me again, I am willing to help you, no matter what kind of work, I am willing to do it!"

"Oh, then you can help me solve the scorpion." Li Jiayu pointed to the dozens of phantoms.

"no problem!"

Xiangji Shi shrugged his mouth and promised, but when he saw dozens of Indian arrogant women squatting and swaying their ass, and jumping an ancient dance full of obscenity, he immediately ran out of disappointment. Nose blood. (To be continued)