Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

"Heavenly ghost... is Baiyaki? Master, Xuanjun's seven secret scriptures, isn't it really related to the source of those disasters?"

Although he still denied it, Tang San's heart was inevitably heavier. Although he had faintly had some bad guesses after the demon-judging ghost urn was discovered by himself, he could still deceive himself with reasons such as "possibly falling out of a crack in the space".

But with the opening of the master in this way, he had to face a reality:

That is, the Shenzhou world that existed in my previous life, I am afraid that those dark waves have also been eyeing, and even spiritual pollution monsters have long appeared.

Looking at the silent Tang San, the master thought that Tang San was trying to figure out the connection between the two, so he went on to explain: "Look at these words-[Everyone is a soul-catcher, Jin Yu is not enough; the saint is The soul of the soul, if nothing is left, there is not enough gold] talks about how to summon, [every good fortune is my soul, all good fortune is my soul, and there is nothing to serve me] talks about how to control, [ Only the saints can be gods and not gods, serve all things and hold their opportunities, they can meet them, they can disperse them, they can resist them, the day responds to all things, and their heart is silent] This sentence is about how to banish Baiyaki back. ."

"Don’t doubt it, obviously, what is recorded in this Demon Curse Demon Urn is the spell rituals and methods used to summon and control Beyaki...It’s really interesting. It stands to reason that this kind of thing is even in that world. It is also a very precious thing, and it will be recorded..."

As he said this, the divine light in the master's eyes flickered slightly, and the sharp light flashed under the original muddy color.

"These things, although they don’t seem to have any side effects, but if you look into their sources, I’m afraid they can’t get rid of the king of yellow clothes. It’s even possible that the one who greeted you was not Baiyaki, but more likely the incarnation. host……"

Tang San on the side, listening to the master's self-talk, couldn't help but shocked all over his body. The king of yellow clothes? The legendary ruler of the old days? ! If that kind of existence is allowed to descend on the current Douluo Continent, I am afraid there is really no hope.

Thinking of this, Tang San felt that the pages of the book he was holding were not as attractive as before, and even faintly hot.

Looking at the energetic master, Tang San swallowed and couldn't help but asked: "Master, what about this summoning spell? Is it temporarily sealed?"

"Archive? No! Of course it can't be archived!"

Using his fingers to write and draw pictures on the pages of the book, the originally gloomy master seemed to explode with infinite energy at this moment. At this moment, there seemed to be endless inspiration in his mind. He quickly took out a quill pen and showed it in the space of the page. Fenbijishu.

"This is a rare opportunity! The old summoning spells and rituals... even in that world, they are secrets in secrets, and wealth beyond imagination! The king of yellow clothes... the king of yellow clothes, yellow clothes King...Haas...hehe, great, great!"

The master licked his lips, while screaming hysterically, while writing and drawing on the pages of the book, his eyes seemed to ignite.

Tang San swallowed next to him, looking at the passionate and even crazy look of the master in front of him, he pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Teacher...you are going to prepare like this..."

"Then you need to talk about it?"

Relentlessly interrupting Tang San's questioning, the master raised his head, his eyes blazing, "Of course it is the summoning of that fellow! Taking advantage of this world's unparalleled holding power and repulsive power against them, the master of Huang Yizhi The king summons to this world!"

"What? Are you crazy?!"

Tang San's eyes widened, and his purple jewel-like eyes were full of disbelief. In recent years, although many people thought that although the master was a genius, he had gone crazy after studying the mental pollution monster, but Tang San definitely did not agree with this.

But now it seems that the master is more than crazy, this is simply contaminated! If it weren't for being contaminated by that indescribable, how could you suddenly want to summon the legendary ruler of the old days?

If it wasn't for Tang San's deep trust in the master, he still wanted to listen to the master's explanation. Switching to Zao Wou-ki, I’m afraid I would have knocked the master out.

Even so, Tang San was still ready to move, the jade-like luster on his palms had already risen. As long as the master couldn't convince him, he had to calm down in the confinement room for a while.

"Do you think I'm crazy? I'm trying to kill myself? No! This is our rare opportunity!"

The master has never been so excited or even mad at this moment, and the great race of Isth in his mind is even more so, and even behaves better than the master.

In this world, although the power of the old rulers has been greatly suppressed, the shackles of technology are widened. If it's just that, they don't have full confidence to do this kind of thing. But not long ago, the unknown great existence blocked all the circulation of time and space, which also greatly weakened the king of yellow clothes.

In the world of Cthulhu, old-level summoning spells and magic circles are difficult to appear. The Book of the Necromancer and the Seven Chapter Secret Scriptures of Xuanjun are things that can only appear by coincidence and the game of the boss. In the vast history of that world, old cases of human reasons as weak as ants have appeared. In this time when conditions are loosened countless times, it is unreasonable to not be able to do it.

"No! Even if the possibility of the opponent fleeing is only one in ten thousand, that pair of Douluo Star is also a catastrophe. One in ten thousand is a very high probability for the survival of a planet and even the entire universe. "

On the surface, Tang San resolutely disagreed with the master's actions, but his heart was faintly shaken. He was not a person who followed the rules, and in addition to Tang Chen's message, the so-called 360 million future, even so, the odds of winning were still very small, which proved that they might really have to take some risks.

Therefore, after the master repeatedly assured that there would be no problems and that the future of mankind was here, Tang San, who had been persuaded by himself, soon fell.

The curiosity in his heart was far better than ordinary people. At this moment, he entered the master's thief ship, and naturally began to absorb the incomparably crazy research results of the master in recent years at an extremely fast speed.

After several hours of communication, they finally determined the time to summon, and began to prepare some of the equipment used at that time, and also to guard against possible accidents.

After abducting a piece of data suitable for him from the great race of Isth, Tang San turned and left the master's laboratory. Just when he was about to go back to prepare, a familiar voice pulled him back from his contemplation.

"Senior Brother Tang San, don't come here unharmed."