Gods Summoning System

Just when Li Shi was fighting with the enemy in the zhaojiamiao temple.

North of the Seven Star City, Guanghan fairy palace.

A white shadow floated over the palace.

She closed her eyes, quietly felt a few breath, and then rushed to the barracks in the west of the city!

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Outside the barracks in the west of the city.

The men and horses on both sides have been fighting together.

There are tens of thousands of people in Youming road and Jinqiang sect. They are mighty and murderous.

Although the number of soldiers in the Seven Star City is large, they are losing because of their inferior state.

If it wasn't for their commander-in-chief, Zhao Yun, who still stands on the battlefield, maybe they would have been defeated!

In the middle of the battlefield, there are four astonishing forces intertwined. The two sides' action of bombing blows up the earth!

The two sides stay away from here by tacit understanding to avoid being hurt by the breath splashed by several peerless strongmen.

Zhao Yun danced with a long gun and fought against three middle-aged friars in black.

Every time he fired a gun, the other side had to gather the strength of three people to resist it!

Zhao Yun almost found the flaw several times.

It can be said that the more they fight, the more frightened they are!

What's going on? It's clear that they are all in the middle level of Diyuan realm. How can the difference be so big? Is the boy on the other side open?!

What's more, Zhao Yun still has time to shoot a few cold arrows at the enemy. Each sharp arrow can take the lives of dozens of monks!

Silver gun god of war! White robed devil!

This is the image of Zhao Yun in the hearts of all present at the moment!

As long as Zhao Yun's breath remains, the Seven Star soldiers will be able to fight to the last breath!

Once again, the spears and swords went against each other, the void trembled, and the two sides separated for a short time.

The three middle-aged men in black, gasping for breath, looked at Zhao Yun in horror.

They don't know how many years they have not been forced into such a situation!

What's more, it's still such a young man!

A complex emotion mixed with humiliation, anger and admiration rose in their hearts.

"Zhao Yun! Since you have such strength, why do you want to work for Li Shi in this small Seven Star City? "

"Why don't you join us! It's coming. The treatment is definitely higher than ours! "

Hard can not, three people are ready to soft, have to persuade Zhao Yun "correct evil.".

In response to them, it's a move!

"Damn it! Toast, no penalty

"Use melee power!" As the name suggests, the magic power of joint attack is the skill of joint attack by many people.

Combined attack magic power can often cause 1 + 1 > 2 effect.

In xuanhuang's mainland, this kind of attack was common in the clan, family and army.

Because the martial arts can't be practiced in one day, it needs a tacit understanding person to master it through a long period of practice.

At this time, the three men pointed their swords to the sky and set their positions open. What they showed was the famous joint attack magic power of Youming road - [Youming Luocha]!

At the intersection of the extended line of the sword, a ray of black light blooms from the empty air, and then turns into a door of shadow.

The clear sky suddenly darkened, and a strong figure suddenly emerged from the door of shadow.

He is a full six feet tall, muscular, black helmet and armour, holding a knife.

As soon as they appear on the stage, they bring full pressure to all the people in the battlefield!

If you look at it carefully, you will find that it is a ferocious ghost with a bull head and a man in armor!

"What is that?"

All the people on the scene almost stopped and looked into the middle of the battlefield.

Youming Luocha gives out a joyful roar, and the violent power suddenly raises the surrounding dust bursts.

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes and flashed a dignified color in his eyes.

He can't see through the realm of Youming Luocha!

The three men also took off their strength and sat down on the ground breathlessly after they finished the magic power of joint attack.

"Hoo... Hoo... Hehe! The realm of Youming Luocha is determined according to the number and realm of casters.

It is now at least a high-level land element!

Zhao Yun, let's die! "

The three laughed and waited to see the picture of Zhao Yun torn by Youming Luocha.