Gods Summoning System

Under the attention of millions of people, the evil spirit in the whirlpool is crazy and active, and gradually condenses into a human figure.

He has a handsome and evil face, and a pair of eyes is deeper than the magic vortex in the sky.

A black robe, draped in a layer of gold rimmed armor outside.

The hundred mile whirlpool suddenly stopped, and all the evil Qi was mixed together by a huge palm and inhaled by the handsome young man.

Suddenly, three pairs of wings suddenly spread from behind the youth.

The left wing is as holy as light, but the right side is as dark as ink.

This kind of visual contradiction makes people feel blocked by something, depressed and uncomfortable.

When Li Shi saw the man's six wings, he suddenly glanced at Michael behind him.

Because the young man's wing structure and type are the same as Michael's.

Even Li Shi felt that they had the same temperament.

Is it hard to be an angel?

But Michael was gnashing his teeth and staring at the young man in the sky.

The murderous spirit in the eyes is more than aiming at Carol, as if seeing the enemy who killed his father.

The evil young man in the air took a look at the earth, and his eyes were filled with indifference, like a king who was arrogant in the world.

When he saw it like this, the air was full of demons.

The magic flame spread from the youth's feet to the top of the mountain.

The young man, with both hands on his back, stepped on the magic flame leisurely and came to the top of the mountain.

Every time he took a step, the whole Alps would tremble, and it seemed that he could not bear the powerful pressure of this man.

Constantine is shaking, many people fell, full of scars.

The young man's brow was slightly wrinkled, and his left three wings were suddenly shocked.

Then thousands of holy lights flew into Constantine.

Like rain, the light flew directly into the injured people.

The scars on the people instantly recovered at the speed visible to the naked eye.

Under the white light, the whole city of Constantine turned into a holy city.

The common people all looked silly, then knelt down on the ground, a face devoutly bathed in the light.

In their eyes, only miracles can do this!

On the top of the mountain, people looked a little silly.

The young man said evil spirit, but he was a holy healing power, which was against common sense.

Carol looked at the six winged youth in the air, and his whole body was full of dark Qi. He said, "who are you?"

Carol's roar caught the young man's attention.

The three pairs of black and white wings behind him were shocked. The space between them was shaking. The young man had already come to Carol. As soon as Carol's pupils contracted, he waved his spear and thrust it at the young man.

People thought that the youth would get away, but the youth just stretched out his right hand.

It can be seen that the youth's "right hand" is no longer the shape of a hand.

The black scales are densely covered, and the knuckles are several times as long as the fingers of ordinary people. On the contrary, they are more like the claws of some kind of Warcraft.

This strange hand suddenly grasps on the bone spear, and the dark Qi on the bone spear melts and dissipates at a very fast speed, just like meeting heaven and earth.

Carol's face changed greatly. He was about to pull back the bone spear, but the bone spear was stuck with glue, and was held by the young man's right hand.

The young man's face showed a strange smile, and his white teeth twinkled.

"I'll show you what true depravity is."