The strongest fairy summoning system

The moon is bright and the sky is full of stars.

The corpses all over the ground were quietly bathed in the gentle moonlight, plated with a layer of light silver.

Yang Yu’s voice seemed to echo in the air, and the scarlet blood on the ground slowly flowed.

Standing on the corpse, his eyes slightly closed, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Red Blood Demon is very strong, and among the opponents encountered, except for the Demon Emperor, it can be described as the strongest one, and this fight with the Red Blood Demon seems simple, but it is thrilling.

The long sword was sheathed, and Yang Yu walked slowly towards the carriage, while habitually reflecting on the shortcomings in the previous battle, such as the timing of the shot, strength, and even reflexes.

Especially the dazzling sword before, the sword that opened thousands of clouds and mist, made Yang Yu feel something, and the confusion in his heart was gone.

At that moment, Yang Yu had an inexplicable feeling, as if the entire world would collapse in front of this sword.

However, after this sword dissipated, Yang Yu felt a loneliness that was about to suffocate to death, and vaguely, Yang Yu seemed to understand this sword.

Because he had used the Ximen Blowing Snow Possession Card, Yang Yu could clearly feel Ximen Blowing Snow’s sword path, but after the possession was over, this only left memories.

If you want to repeat it, it will be difficult!

“Piety in heart, lonely in life!” Yang Yu muttered softly, standing in the faint moonlight like an immortal looking down on the earth among the clouds.

The handsome face showed a deep thought, the sword god smiled, this sword can be said to be the most vividly embodied of the artistic conception of these words, thinking about this, Yang Yu’s mind can’t help but reappear the figure in white clothes like snow, and Ximen Chuixue’s life.

Yu Hui’s face was full of fanaticism, and Yang Yu’s strength exceeded his imagination.

He Xiulin looked a little scared, looking at the corpses all over the ground, secretly smacking his tongue, especially Yang Yu’s previous sword, and the ruthless appearance, but it deeply shocked him.

Wang Lin and Cheng Jian looked at each other, their eyes were full of shock, one Grandmaster Realm Fourth Heaven, five Innate Nine Heavens, just died!

“Shhh!” Gasping for air, such strength has deeply shocked them.

In their Heavenly Gate Sect, there are only four Grandmaster Realms, and there are only a dozen people in the Nine Heavens of the Innate Realm.

At this moment, one Grandmaster Realm Fourth Heaven and five Innate Realm Nine Heavens are buried, and the spread will definitely cause a sensation in the Azure Kingdom.

“It smells like an artistic conception!” Fu Hongxue’s eyebrows raised slightly, and her eyes showed deep thought: “The Lord is indeed a genius, even if the Great Grandmaster is strong, few people can understand the artistic conception!” ”

Compared to the shock of the others, Ling Donglai’s face did not have the original smile, his brows could not be untied, and he looked at Yang Yu in a daze.

Yang Yu’s eyes closed again, and he muttered in his heart: “Sword intent!” He listened to Fu Hongxue’s words earlier, and the legend said that when you practice martial arts to the extreme, you can understand your own artistic conception, the artistic conception of kendo is both sword intent, and the artistic conception of sword is both sword intent.

The reason why Fu Hongxue’s knife is so powerful is that he has comprehended his own artistic conception.

The sword god smiled, cut the sky, and the heaven and earth were eclipsed, trembling under this sword.

Yang Yu’s mind once again appeared the picture of Ximen blowing snow out of the sword, and the confusion in his heart disappeared at this moment, replaced by a complete realization.

He knew that Fang Cai’s sword god smile did not belong to the real sword god smile, just because this sword contained Ximen Chuixue’s sword intent, he just completely imitated this sword, only its shape, not the real sword god smile.

“It seems that the strength has improved too fast, and the mood is a little unstable!” Yang Yu recalled his own deeds just now, and he was a little worried in his heart.

As long as it is serious, it seems to become a little cold-blooded and ruthless, which is from Ximen Chuixue’s personality, which belongs to the sequelae of possession.

Yang Yu is not worried that he will become schizophrenic, as long as he no longer uses the possession function for a period of time, time will forget everything, and it is a memory that does not belong to him.

“What is artistic conception?”

Yang Yu asked himself in his heart, this question was something he had never touched, even many Great Grandmaster powerhouses could not say it.

“Lonely, lonely, lonely!” Yang Yu opened his eyes and looked at the brilliant starry sky, muttering, “What is sword intent?” ”

“Artistic conception is both will, life, and human heart!” A soft voice sounded, like a fresh breeze coming straight into people’s hearts, making Donglai become serious for the first time, “It’s hard to understand, right?” ”

Meeting his deep eyes, Yang Yu nodded as if he understood something.

Ling Donglai said slowly, “Because everyone’s experience is different, this determines that everyone’s path is different, the master’s artistic conception just now is very strong, but he is not familiar with himself!” ”

“Many times, they give their own will to the sword in their hands, and this becomes the sword intent!”

“Just like the sword intent that the Lord used just now, it is arrogant, lonely, desperate, and selfless! This is a ruthless and desireless, selfless and loveless artistic conception, only killing only the sword! ”

“This is an invincible swordsman, a lifetime experience, this is his artistic conception!”

At this moment, Ling Donglai’s majestic figure moved, and Yun took a step forward lightly, gently pulling out the sword hanging from his waist.

The sword is bright, not inferior to the full moon in the sky.

Yang Yu had never seen Ling Donglai pull out his sword, and the three-foot Qingfeng, like a galaxy training, suddenly appeared under the vast firmament, full of coldness.

The horizontal sword was in the chest, and a Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi breath rushed to his face, and he picked it slightly: “Sting!” ”

Simple straight stab!

Fu Hongxue’s eyes were a little bright, and from this sword, he felt the artistic conception that belonged to Ling Donglai.

The brilliant and piercing sword light cut through the void, and appeared with fierce and domineering destruction.

Silently, a mountain that stretched for hundreds of meters in the distance disappeared.

Looking at the disappearing mountain, Wang Lin and the three felt cold sweat, these people were more terrifying than the other. Secretly glancing at Fu Hongxue, Wang Lin suddenly felt a breath of death rushing towards him, and quickly looked away.

Artistic conception!

It is said that only the Great Grandmaster can touch, and only after comprehending the artistic conception can he be qualified to be broken.

Yang Yu’s eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Ling Donglai’s sword figure, and there was an earth-shattering aura in his gestures, as if heaven and earth were roaring.

His gaze fell on this intoxicating sword intent, but Yang Yu sighed, in this sword, he felt inexplicably lonely.

The three-foot Qingfeng returned to the sheath, causing the Xuan and Xuan aura on Donglai’s body to dissipate, and he became an ordinary old man again.

“This is my will, my mood.”

Yang Yu was stunned to think of God, his own life, his own heart.

All kinds of things emerge in the past, humiliation, bullying and scolding, unwillingness, anger.

For a long time, a palpitating breath emerged, artistic conception, a will to reign in the world and submit to all things.

“Providence is not my will, I mean Providence!”

Yang Yu’s expression was indifferent, and his face was endlessly majestic, which made people daunted. This will comes and disperses quickly.

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for his initial comprehension of artistic conception, reward the fairy summoning once, and random lottery opportunity once! ”

Ling Donglai and Fu Hongxue looked at Yang Yu, looking a little surprised, they didn’t want to just point a little, Yang Yu could comprehend the artistic conception so quickly.

“Get ready, keep going!” Recovering from the surprise of comprehending the artistic conception, Yang Yu spoke.

Hearing this, Yu Hui nodded respectfully, came to Chiba’s body, skillfully groped, and finally took a ring from his hand and respectfully handed it to Yang Yu.

“Master, this is the storage ring of the Red Blood Demon!”

As soon as these words came out, Qin Jun’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he almost forgot that there was still this thing.

Erasing the red blood demon left behind divine sense, Yang Yu accidentally discovered through divine sense that this storage ring was three cubic sizes.

There are not many people in the Azure Kingdom who have storage rings, storage rings are precious, and among the many princes, only the prince has a storage ring, which is still a cubic size.

“Thank you Wang Ye for coming to the rescue, I am grateful to my junior brothers and sisters, I have offended a lot, and I hope that Wang Ye will forgive my sins!”

Wang Lin recalled his disrespectful words to Yang Yu at the beginning, and busily pulled Cheng Jian and He Xiulin to apologize.

He kind of understood that none of these people in front of him were simple people, no wonder the innate realm could only become a horseman.

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for triggering the main quest: Raise the side of the couch to send others to sleep! Mission requirements: Destroy or subdue the five major sects of the Azure Kingdom! Mission rewards: one fairy summon, one random lottery, one random possession chance? ”

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