Apocalypse Summoner

In the chaotic gas storm, endless black gas gathers from all directions to the body of death. It is fascinating, but it also exudes a kind of terrible pressure. All the people present can feel a chest tightness, just like their neck. It is held tightly by an invisible big hand!

Even the beautiful sunset in the sky was instantly obscured by the black clouds, and the sky was dark and dark, as if the night was coming, and the sound of tens of thousands of ghosts could be heard in the faint...

The power of death climbs steadily, from the legendary high-order to the legendary peak, all the way to the half-step epic triumph!

Because there is no power to believe in the collection of fire, it is still not able to break through the realm of demigod, but this is so, the death is much more powerful than the ordinary legendary peak, even Li Jiayu can feel his majestic The power of the sea!

It can be said that the current death **** is more fierce than the most powerful worm mother and dragon emperor of the half-step epic, just like the heavy depression of a mountain on the back of the human body!

"Well? I swallowed Yang An, and it brought such a big change to the **** of death? I thought that Yang's soul is nothing. Now it seems that his soul is the essence..."

This situation even exceeded Li Jiayu's vision, but saw that the **** of death was spinning in the mighty black storm, the body narrowed down bit by bit, and finally narrowed from a "big black rag" to the height of ordinary people. In the chill of the cold, it even reveals the flesh and blood!

flesh?

Is death not a pure energy spirit?

Now actually born bleeding meat!

This is simply incredible!

It stands to reason that even if the **** of death really made an epic level and became a true god, it is impossible to re-own the flesh!

The change of all this, what a singular thought, even Li Jiayu, who is the master of the house, has some heads!

The wind swelled, and the new form of "black god" wrapped in a black robe finally opened the hood on the head, revealing a face that is very familiar!

Li Jiayu’s heart twitched!

The cold frost and Liu Yinsha who were imprisoned were surprised!

Xiao Qingqing, dyed Hongxia flower color is eclipsed!

Yang An!

The face that the **** of death showed, turned out to be Yang’s face!

Cold Frost is laughing and crying, excitedly slaps black and white light curtains in the chaotic seal:

"Anthing is fine. He is fine. Yes, he is adhering to the air transport. How can he be defeated so easily? Li Jiayu can’t count on you, and his soul is broken and he can still regain your death. You are destined to be picked up!"

Not to mention the cold frost, even the other Yangtian who survived the Haitian city, they also danced and cheered, and the enthusiasm for Yang's worship went up a step!

Yes, Yang Ancheng was defeated, but Yang Ancheng was not dead. More and more frustrated, more and more strong, Li Jiayu at most can only be his stepping stone!

However, the next scene shattered the last hope in their hearts, and also pulled down their good wishes to the bottomless abyss, let them recognize this cruel reality!

"噗通"

A muffled sound on his knees.

It was actually the "new death god" with Yang's head lying down on the ground and heading Li Jiayu for the most solemn ceremony of the master and servant. He bowed his proud head and swears hard and earnestly:

"Thank you... Lord's reward... I will return with all my heart, always follow the master, and harvest the enemy's soul for the master. I have no fear of the bones and bones..."

The hard and hoarse voice trembled back and forth between the heavens and the earth, but it shocked everyone’s heart to almost stagnate!

what?

he. He actually called Li Jiayu master?

Was he not chosen by Yang An?

Is he really a **** of death, Yang An is really digested in his stomach and there is no residue left?

Do not!

How can Yang An, who has the luck of going against the sky, really die?

Will it be something tricky!

This is the "new death" of Yang An's face. The eight achievements are Yang An. It is just acting, loosening Li Jiayu's wariness, and then waiting for the sneak attack!

It must be like this!

Yang An’s loyal group of men and wives are deceiving themselves, desperately comforting themselves in the bottom of their hearts, and supporting their beliefs with such fragile reasons...

however. In the depths of each of them, they all know that it is a delusion!

Yang An, a character of this kind, has always been a high-profile person, and he has done his best. Wanting him to condescend to play, it is even harder than killing him!

Yang An Chengzhu...

Are you really gone?

"Get up, your loyalty I have always been very clear, in return, after I ignite the fire to promote the epic, it will also help you open the door to God."

Li Jiayu said with a sigh of relief, and walked over to help the **** of death in the squatting area. At a close look, the "new death god" not only looks exactly the same as Yang An, but even the tall figure is almost the same. The only difference is the temperament. .

Yang An has always been a domineering side leakage, evil spirits, and a greed, arrogance and vanity.

The metamorphosis of death is pale, the sorrow and melancholy reveals a lingering suffocation, and the depths of the scorpion are still beating a kind of madness that cannot be suppressed. It is the enthusiasm for killing, the desire for the broken body!

Only by this completely different temperament, Li Jiayu knows that the **** of death has never been won by Yang.

Moreover, the **** of death has been with Li Jiayu of the previous life, and the Quartet will fight against the group. Li Jiayu’s feeling of death is absolutely not wrong.

"Thank you Lord..."

"Oh, you can suddenly speak, but it really scared me." Li Jiayu smiled, after all, in her impression, the three peaks summoned beasts can only communicate with the heart, but rarely speak.

"Back to the Lord... After you gave the remnant soul to me, my mind has been opened, re-casting flesh and blood, and reluctance is considered a 'resurrection', only in the long-term death of my life... I have forgotten who I am. ......"

Li Jiayu’s eyes flashed. She understood that the now-changing death is equivalent to a powerful shackle without memory and no past. He is like a blank piece of paper. The future character is full of countless possibilities. The key lies in what you want. Shape him!

Although he swallowed and digested Yang's remnant soul, he changed his death but did not inherit Yang's memory. He only absorbed his strength and talent...

Suddenly!

Li Jiayu has a great idea!

Since this body is almost the same as Yang An, why not use it as a second avatar?

It is like the fallen angels of the past. Use this avatar to perform some extremely dangerous tasks when necessary!

Moreover, this "death" has considerable combat power. It is not a half-step epic, but it is better than a half-step epic. What is lacking is only the fire of the district. Besides, "Death" has the same fighting talent as Yang An, and is born to be powerful. It’s terrible. The growth is super high, and the good life can be doubled!

"Hey... Do you want to ignite the fire?"

"I can't ask for it!"

"Then go to sleep first, you still need to digest Yang's remnant soul thoroughly, squeeze out the last trace of potential, and your spirit needs to be polished for a while, short for half a year. Long three years, I will help you This body collects the power of faith..."

"Hey, sleep? This body?"

"Yes, while you are asleep, let me take over the control of this body. When you wake up, you can become a true god."

"...I understand!"

Death is now in the mind like a white paper without a little ink. Li Jiayu is also loyal and unfortunate. Naturally, there will be no conflicting psychology. For other summoning beasts, I am afraid that I will have a rebound in my heart and think about rebellion.

"No need to worry, before I give you a task."

On the opposite side, I saw that "Death" and Li Jiayu were very happy to talk about each other. Yang's wife and his wife had already been stunned. At this point, the ninety-nine percent of the people are desperate, the majestic and domineering city owner really disappeared between the heavens and the earth, only the cold frost, Liu Yinsha, and so on, the beauty of the harem group is still secretly praying, insanely Believe in Yang An, how much they hope that the changing **** of death can sneak into Li Jiayu with a slap in the air, then wow hahaha and laughed and gave a victory speech.

but……

Yang An camp. One person has disappeared.

It is Fang Yun.

Although Li Jiayu laid a dark enchantment throughout Haitian City, no one can escape from the city, but Fang Yun has the inheritance of the Dark Pope and has a deep understanding of dark magic. Dark secrets and seals are the only places where the fire is pure, and the knowledge is much wider than Li Jiayu!

Therefore, if Fang Yun wants to escape, it is not difficult.

Just now, Fang Yun saw that Yang An was broken by Li Jiayu and his body was cleaned by light particles. He knew that Yang’s general trend had gone to death, and he simply sneaked into a stream and slipped away.

What reputation, what loyalty, what brothers, all are fart, as long as you can save your life, Fang Yun can give up everything!

"Lord, you give me the task, I will go all out to make you very satisfied..."

"Well, your first mission is to chase me to kill Fang Yun!"

"Yes!"

"唰", the death of God dragged a black afterimage disappeared, everyone was surprised, whispering whispering, unexpectedly, after three seconds, Death dragged a shadow in the wind again in front of Li Jiayu!

He still knees on one knee, holding a sickle in one hand, and respectfully giving Li Jiayu a **** head!

That is the head of Fang Yun!

From chasing to killing, and then returning to the invitation, before and after, it only took three seconds!

The strength and speed of this **** of death is simply against the sky!

Cold Frost, Liu Yinsha and other harems, Jiali immediately breathed a sigh, dizziness, like the strength of the whole body was evacuated, the scattered eyes were empty and desperate, because they finally realized... Yang An Dead, dead, and death is nothing but a layer of Yang An's skin!

"The Lord... Fang Yun is here, his soul has swallowed and digested..."

"Very good, I am very satisfied. I will accept it first. You should go back to sleep first."

"Yes!"

Seeing that Li Jiayu was about to lift the call, suddenly, the **** of death thought about it and added another sentence:

"The Lord... After consuming the soul of Fang Yun, there is more than one thing in my stomach... It seems to be a ghost..."