Long Live Summons

Chapter 1 167: I don't want to live, don't think about it.

Ten minutes of fierce battle, Akasaka has been knocked down by dozens of degrees.

Blood sprinkles all over the place.

The co-defense of the three men, in which the attack of the northern gods is the most powerful. According to the kind of palm slap, the surface is soft and delicate, and it is not shocked. In fact, the power is straight through the body and better than the Thunder. Yue Yang looked frowning, and for the time being failed to come up with a good way to turn this dilemma. Especially if you can't expose yourself, it's even harder to add... If you change it to Yueyang, you may have a way to deal with the three people who are taking care of the blasphemy, the frost and the wind, but now they are fighting against each other. Find out the southeast gods Akasaka!

"Red, stupid guy, go to hell!" The wind is like a hungry wolf, chasing after the red.

"roll!"

Coming to the present, Akasaka has already had the consciousness of death.

He simply didn't want to escape. In the realm of God's destruction of this ancient artifact, no one can easily escape its will, let alone three enemies of the same strength, to carry out various kinds of containment.

Akasaka thinks, that is, among the three opponents, how to drag one into the water, fight to death, let the opponent give himself a back!

Sand and lightning are generally high-speed, and the fists are like rain.

He is in the back of Akasaka.

Blood was sprayed in the mouth of Akasaka, but he didn't move, and it seemed that the person who was hit hard was not like him. Under the storm of sandstorms, Akasaka slowly closed his eyes, his right hand was like touching his lover, and he explored forward... The wind and the wind changed, a high leap, and immediately broke away from the red. The scope of the attack, carefully and carefully, returned to the side of the two companions of Zhao Yan and Frost.

Golden light, bursting.

The energy light column rises from the top of a gold book, pointing to the sky.

The dragon-like and flame-like life guardian beast emerges, screaming thunder and lightning, and blending into Akasaka's body, instantly boosting the owner's energy tenfold. The field has risen, it is a golden flame field, faint, tumbling with the first image of the dragon, perhaps this is the origin of the name of the **** of Akasaka!

Akasaka left his hand and turned over a page.

A very spiritual weapon of the gods appeared in his left hand.

It seems that it is not awkward, it seems that it is not awkward. Although it does not have the supreme power of real artifacts, it is unique and has achieved the exclusive squad of the property. At the beginning of Yueyang, he even suspected that it was the next artifact, but after repeated determination, he discovered that it was only a quasi artifact. With the order of the quasi-artifact, it can exude the power of a real artifact. This is the sacred dragon of the battle that Akao has been fighting for for thousands of years.

The swallowing dragon is not a trench, nor is it a general axe, but a long-horned rifle in the shape of a dragon and a dragon.

With it, Akasaka can sit on the seat of the Southeastern Lord.

And forever.

Today, Akasaka needs to use it to meet the enemy... Perhaps already knowing that this is the master’s last battle, so the spiritual ‘swallowing dragon’ vibrates and screams.

"Old friends, let us fight against the enemies of these hits! Since the death of Tai Yan and the ice glass, I actually have this kind of consciousness, but I promised to be a **** in the past, but I must persist in any case. Today, I The effort has reached the end, even if the battlefield is dead, I can rest in peace!" Akasaka gently stroked the 'swallow dragon' gun body, just like a confidant friend, and confided inwardly. The **** of the East God is absent, and Akasaka can only fight alone. The only object he will always accompany and can always trust is the ‘swallowing dragon’ in his own hands.

"My king, don't, don't leave it alone..."

In the world of the book, perhaps the danger outside is sensed, perhaps because of the guidance of the beast.

A woman in white fluttered out and cried out into the arms of Akasaka. Her pear flower was beautiful with rain. If it was not mourning and sorrow, it was a beautiful woman who could easily dump all beings.

Her hands clasped her waist tightly and she couldn't stop crying.

The sound is like a cuckoo blood.

If people smell it, they will all be cut off.

Akasaka is not a heart of stone, but the situation is like a tiger, he only reluctantly sighs bad luck, slowly stretched out his right hand, gently and gently caressing the long hair of his lover, at this time, he is no longer fighting blood, swearing Unyielding Southeastern Lord, but a good husband who said goodbye to his wife before he left. If he is not in a desperate situation, how can he be so heroic?

"My king, I have to say goodbye... I know that my king is most afraid of loneliness, so take a step first, not far from the road ahead, waiting for you, will not let my king road empty and lonely... my king, I am gone!"

The woman in white loves her affectionately.

Kneeling down again.

Holding her lover's knees, she burst into tears and kissed him with the big hand that trembled down. She knew that he couldn't bear to leave, but he couldn't keep it. This is the case, she has to be more determined to say goodbye, so as not to drag on him.

She kissed his big hand, over and over again.

How is it not enough.

Finally, respectfully and with great devotion, beheaded again and again.

When she looked up at him with a small face, her chest was deeply inserted into a fierce dagger until she had no handle.

"My king, if you have the opportunity to go, don't hesitate, you will wait in front of you for 10,000 years, 100,000 years! Keke, all the ambitions, never move... I went there, I am Bao Bao... She couldn't help holding the big hand of Akasaka, and finally she slipped back with her body. She still wanted to grab his clothes. Even though she was determined to leave first, she was still the same.

Akasaka’s hand also stretched out, reaching out to her slowly falling to the ground, but did not force her little hand, but closed her eyes in pain, letting her fall to the ground reluctantly.

He can save her life just now, but he didn't do that.

Because, he also knows.

Her death has been decided.

If she is killed here, she will certainly not live alone... instead of letting her seal her life in the dark world of the book, or being captured by the enemy, she will be able to live with her, and then let her go with her. !

This is also the greatest will in her heart, so he is afraid that he will not give up again.

Also respect her choices.

"I don't have enough sadness to die, so it doesn't mean anything. Let me help you!" When the wind in the wind did not know when, there was a gleaming gold trident, under the gaze of ruthlessness, ruthlessly The stab was in the chest of a white woman who was not yet angry, and she forked her soft body and stabbed in the air.

"Sand wind!" Akasaka furiously rushed to the sand wind, but the frost chilled the ice chain, Akasaka anger and anger under the heart, not only did not hit the sand wind, but let the sand wind kicked sideways.

"Now it's a bit miserable, but I don't think it's enough. In fact, it can be a little bit worse!" Shafeng laughed.

"Love!" Akira has shed two lines of blood and tears.

"I, my king... walk, go..." The white woman who was stabbed in the air by the golden trident, now her white clothes have been dyed in blood, just the face with tears, but she struggled to make a pale A weak smile.

This smile is like a hundred flowers and zero.

world.

They are all eclipsed.

The white woman's fingers trembled slightly, and seemed to want to appease the angry face and twisted but could not break away from the ice chain involved in the ice chain, but this gentle movement also exhausted her last vitality. The dagger hangs weakly, her eyes are slowly closed, and her lips are especially smiling. She has been unable to persist for even a second.

"Hey!" Akasaka was crazy.

The body broke out a hundred times the power.

The ice chain that wraps around the joints throughout the body, causing him to break apart angrily.

Pulling his frosty cold, the shock of the tiger's mouth bleeds, even the North God's master, who has been expressionless, has a vigilant light in his eyes.

The wind was too late to smash the body of the woman in the blood coat who was picking the gold trident. The face was smashed with a punch of red anger. With this heavy hate, the two teeth burst and broke, flying halfway. , intertwined with blood and water!

Akasaka’s ‘swallowing dragon’ is a straight thorn, and the risk of sand is safely avoided, and the golden trident is strong against this thorn.

On the other hand, it failed to defend Akasaka's head hammer.

The sternum burst.

The entire projectile is generally spurted into the rock wall in the distance...

"Love, dark, you don't want to go far, just a little ahead, waiting for me, waiting for me to extinguish the sand, come to you again! I know, you are most afraid of black, I will not let you wait. "The madman's general red scorpion, suddenly not crazy, he recovered his mind, stabbed the dragon around him, extended his hands and caught the lover falling in the air. Akasaka tiger eyes with tears, gently put her on the ground, and very light and very light, very gentle for her to wipe the blood stains on her face.

The sand wind came back with lightning, and the golden trident screamed in the forehead of Akasaka.

Akasaka has turned a deaf ear.

Blood water dripping down from the spring on the forehead.

The sand wind found that one hit could not be achieved. Immediately, it was stabbed with a trident. Akasaka held his lover in his left hand and extended his right hand. When the middle of the golden trident penetrated the right palm, he gripped the force and broke the power. The grade of the golden trident twisted into a twist, and finally twisted and twisted... Akasaka took back the right hand of the **** stream, holding his lover in both hands, and walked to the rock wall of Yueyang.

Gently put her in a small dimple less than a hundred meters from Yueyang, leaned over, and kissed the last time.

Angry sand wind, lifting a huge stone.

Heavy squatting on the top of Akasaka.

Akasaka also turned a blind eye.

Until the boulder almost buried two people, they made a force, hard to break the boulder, and punched the entangled sand wind to fly a few kilometers away.

"You all give me a funeral!" A **** red scorpion, returning to the position of the thorns and swallowing dragons, slowly picking up this **** soldier who accompanied him for a lifetime, lifted his head to heaven, and stood firm: "I don't want to live." You don't want to live anymore..."

"Jokes, it depends on you?" The northwest gods proudly stepped forward, his right hand, I do not know when it has been entangled with a **** soldier, the same treasure of the quasi-artifact level, no matter the power or the grades are not lost to the 'swallow dragon 'The soul of the long-horned gun's 'Lock Soul' Tianxin Bao Chain. He did not flinch to the red sorrow, which was lifted by despair and sadness. He swaggered and sneered again and again: "Don't think that only you have the right artifact, don't think that only you have a treasure, even the sand can't beat you. I am not qualified to challenge me at all, let alone take care of it! Akasaka, you are actually the weakest of the eight Gods. If you are not a god, you have already let us kill it, and live more lives. Wannian?"

Boom, bang!

On the other side of the sand and the light, no longer retain the strength, Qi Qi summoned the collection and the soldiers, broke out and upgraded, ready to give Akasaka the last fatal blow!

Yue Yang did not pay attention to the battle of the three of them. More minds were directed at the woman who was buried under the gravel...

Why should Akasaka bury her here?

Is there any secret?

Is this hint?

Or is it a meaningless move made by Akasaka?

This is the second more of the make-up, the two are all over, and have not recovered to the best state today, continue to make up tomorrow!

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