The Glorious Summoner

　　 "Is this the collision between the kingdom of God...?"

　　 On top of Pingshan Mountain, Lin Yi stood in his yard, raised his head, muttered to himself softly, watching the terrifying collision of fire in the sky, his eyes were shining...

The magic circle that covers the entire upper capital isolated the collision from the sky outside the large circle. The people in the large circle are like creatures on the bottom of the sea. They can only look up at Beitangzhao and Zu Sky above the large circle. The two top summoners are competing.

　　 It is millions of summoned creatures fighting in the sky of the upper capital. Every second, countless summoned creatures fall, but countless summoned creatures continue to appear.

　　 In the night sky, half is red and half is gold. The soldiers and puppets of the two sides are constantly pouring out from the looming kingdom of God one after another, rushing to the battlefield.

The collision between the kingdom of God is like two different spaces squeezed together, squeezing and colliding with each other. You can imagine the power of it. Because of the friction of the kingdom of God, there are countless electric lights and lightning in the void. After giving birth, beating, roaring, and then blocked by the capital formation.

　　 In such a terrifying collision, the Nine Suns realm may still have a chance to escape. Summoners below the Nine Suns realm are involved in the battle of these millions of summoned armies, and they will become scum in an instant.

　　Any one of the two people in the sky has the power to destroy the city and the country by raising their hands.

The collision of the kingdom of gods among the demigods shook the heart of every summoner in the upper capital. After seeing such a battle, all the summoners could not help but put themselves into it, and imagine what they were in. How long can it last?

　　 Then, every summoner's face will turn pale.

　　The contest between the demigods, to be able to witness this kind of battle between top summoners, is a golden opportunity for every summoner, and it also brings a huge impact to everyone.

　　Why can the Domination Demon God provide such conditions for a Xia Ping An?

　　 Kill Xia Ping An, get the body of eternal life, sacrifice Xia Ping with blood, and condense the **** wheel to seal the gods?

　　With such conditions, no wonder the Gorefiend Church went crazy, and even Zu Motian came to the capital in person.

　　 Lin Yi turned his head and glanced at the living room next to the small courtyard. Just the night before, Xia Ping'an was still in that living room.

　　 If you are not the favored one of the Dark War God, you can offer Xia Ping an blood sacrifice to the gods. Can you refuse such a condition? Will you not be moved?

　　 Under the temptation of Fengshen, what does a person tell?

　　 Lin Yi also knows that Xia Ping'an's assassination today is a bit strange, but at this moment, even if Xia Ping'an is still alive, the situation he will face next is hard to imagine.

　　 In addition to the people of the Blood Demon Sect, countless people would want his head and want to sacrifice him in blood.

　　 In this case, no one knows how long Xia Ping'an can live.

　　……

"In such a collision between the kingdom of God, the two sides have not yet exerted their full strength. Both sides are restraining themselves. Neither party has summoned truly powerful creatures. Zu Motian did not attack the Great Nation Guardian formation in the capital, and did not let the war of the kingdom of God spread. To the people in the city, Beitang Zhao did not provoke a counterattack from the National Protectorate, nor did he summon the Dark God of War to come. For the demigods, such a battle was just a warm-up..."

　　In the King Peng auction house in the capital, Mrs. Xuan in a beautiful long skirt stood on the balcony of the auction house, looking up at the bursts of brilliance and the sky full of light and rain in the night sky, shocking her eyes.

　　 An old man in Tsing Yi stood next to Mrs. Xuan. The big talk just now was said by the old man.

　　 Compared with Mrs. Xuan, the old man's eyes were particularly deserted.

"Beitang Zhao...needs this battle...or rather, this battle is exactly what he was looking forward to..." Madam Xuan said softly, "Shangjing City has been too messy recently, Blood Demon Sect, and King Jing , And those who are hiding in Hongye Villa and eating people, alas, it really makes Beitang a headache. The emperor who can protect the Great Merchants and the upper capital when the demigods invades is the real good emperor..."

　　 "Not bad!" The old man nodded.

Mrs. Xuan shook her head gently, "Unfortunately, we are still a little late. We didn't expect the Master Demon God to offer Xia Ping an a price tag. Xia Ping An must have a huge secret that we don't know. This secret , Worth a god, who can refuse? Xia Ping'an was assassinated today, there are many doubts, I don't believe he is dead..."

　　 "Yuanqiu World hasn't been so lively for a long time!" The old man stared at the sky, "This time the magic gate is open, it may not be long before Zu Motian and Beitang Zhao are going to find the opportunity to confine the gods..."

　　 "Do you always mean that Beitang Wangchuan will soon ascend the throne?"

"Ok!"

　　 "What about this demigod battle?"

　　 "It will end before dawn, Zu Motian wants to get the exact news, and Beitangzhao will not expand the war..."

　　 "I believe Xia Pingan is not dead yet, can you always fortune to Xia Pingan's location?"

The old man in Tsing Yi shook his head, two hands stretched out from his sleeves. In his hands, the old man held a tortoise shell that had been shattered and densely covered with runes and a few ancient bronze coins. "I just tried two Second, every time the result of divination was introduced into the spiritual world, all I saw was a gray mist, and the spiritual world covered everything. The three words Xia Ping’an have the spirit of the spiritual world. Covering everything, there is indeed a big secret in Xia Ping'an..."

Mrs. 　　 Xuan's eyes were filled with shock, "What you always said, is that the legendary spirit world?"

　　 The old man in Tsing Yi nodded slightly...

　　……

The battle in the sky lasted for most of the night. Before dawn, with a blood bursting into the sky, the blood cloud covering the sky disappeared instantly. The ancestor of the blood demon sect had disappeared, and the entire upper capital sky, Only Beitangzhao's stalwart and tall figure stood, like the Optimus Pillar.

　　 "Long live..."

　　 "Long live..."

　　 "My emperor's supernatural power..."

　　 After going to the capital in fear all night, the cheers of the mountains and the tsunami were finally heard, and tears filled their eyes with excitement.

　　The crisis of the Blood Demon's raid on the upper capital was finally resolved by the Beitang Zhao. His Majesty is still the Emperor, the patron saint of the entire Great Merchant Nation and the Upper Capital, and no one can shake its status and strength.

　　……

　　 With the first rays of sunlight appearing in the clouds in the east, outside the capital city, in the void.

Zu Motian stood above the clouds, and the lord of the Golden Moon Palace was standing in front of Ye Motian. Beside him, a large number of blood demon masters from Jinyuezhou stood behind the lord of the Golden Moon. Like a group of good students.

　　 "Then Xia Ping An was assassinated in Shangjing yesterday?" Zu Motian's red hair was windless, and his breath was shocking.

　　 "Yes, this is the result of the ruling army's investigation, and there are many witnesses. Xia Ping'an was assassinated in the compound of the Supervision Office yesterday, with no bones left!" The Lord of the Golden Moon Palace bowed in response.

　　 Last night, Zu Motian and Beitang Zhao battled. The Blood Demon Sect had already sneaked into the upper capital to investigate the news, and neither side was idle.

"Impossible, Xia Pingan is definitely not dead!" Zu Motian's **** eyes on his forehead stared round, mysterious and strange, he said firmly, "I fought with Beitang Zhao last night, just want to see Xia Pingan in the end. I was not in Shangjing, but there was no movement in Shangjing. I searched Shangjing with the eyes of the devil and couldn’t find Xia Pingan in Shangjing. There was no abnormality inside and outside Shangjing imperial city. It seems that Xia Pingan is indeed gone. Going to the capital, he committed suicide yesterday. He should have escaped with suspended animation. Xia Ping'an must have not ran far, and immediately followed the water and land traffic in the capital to track down. All the summoners who left the capital should not miss it..."

Zu Motian said, with a wave of his hand, hundreds of strange bronze mirrors appeared beside him, floating in the void. Those bronze mirrors were diamond-shaped, slightly longer at both ends and slightly narrower in the middle, just like those in the forehead of Zu Motian. With vertical eyes, one side of the bronze mirror flashed with strange luster.

"This is a face mirror magic weapon. That Xia Ping'an is tricky. He wants to run away from Shangjing. He is definitely not his original face, but no matter what his face is, as long as he is photographed in this face mirror, he will be nothing. Take it! Take it, whoever kills the blood sacrifice Xia Ping An, the reward for the master of the devil will fall on whose head, it depends on your luck..."

　　 A dry blood demon cultivator saw this magical facial mirror artifact to take, and they were all overjoyed, as if they had been beaten up with chicken blood, each took a mirror artifact.

　　 "Go..." Zu Motian waved his hand.

"Yes!"

　　 In the sky, except for the ancestor Motian and the Lord of the Golden Moon Palace, all the people of the Blood Demon Sect were scattered, flying towards the upper capital in all directions.

　　 "Golden Moon Palace acted quickly and decisively this time, not bad..." Zu Motian looked at the Lord of the Golden Moon Palace, his voice suddenly became mild, "Everyone else has gone, why don't you go..."

"The subordinate is by the ancestor's side, always listening to the ancestor's instructions, and helping the ancestor to capture the blood sacrifice, that Xia Ping'an is satisfied ~ www.novelmt.com~ the ancestor can be a god, is the subordinate's biggest wish!" The hall master said with a sincere smile, and saluted Zu Motian again.

　　 People who don’t know really thought they were relatives.

　　 Zu Skylight’s eyes flashed, and then he laughed loudly, “Yes, yes, this Golden Moon Palace can develop and grow in your hands, there is a reason, I’m not mistaken!”

　　 "I wonder what the ancestors have ordered?"

"The Blood Demon cults from other states are also coming to Jinyuezhou and Dashang Nation one after another at this moment. You can pass on my order to bring those people to see me. I will give them a mirror and magic weapon to help them find Xia Ping an early. Complete the Demon Order!"

"Yes!"

　　……

　　 The train still runs tirelessly on the railway.

　　 At dawn, the two "animal lovers" who had rested all night last night knocked on the door of Xia Ping'an room again.

　　 "Uncle, uncle, we thought of something that Eagle Owl could eat..." The two little guys shouted outside the door.

After calling for a while, I found that there was no response in Xia Pingan’s room, and there was no sound at all. The two little guys looked at each other and thought it was Xia Pingan who went to the dining car for breakfast. In the peaceful room, there is no one, it is empty, the salute, the birdcage, the people, are all gone...

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