The Glorious Summoner

On the way to Qianjun Mountain, Xia Ping'an clearly felt the sensation brought about by today's confrontation.

The summoners that can be seen in the sky along the way are at least twice as large as the last time the mad **** appeared on Qianjun Mountain. Where Xia Ping'an went, it was really eye-catching.

"That's the son of a descendant of the mad god, called Mei Zheng..."

"I heard that Mei Zheng has obtained the secret method of combining the mad gods and martial arts..."

"The **** child can also evolve part of the mystery of the Shinto law of the unity of law and martial arts..."

Xia Ping'an flew in the air along the way, hearing such astonishment and words.

The last time the mad **** appeared in Qianjun Mountain to evolve the Shinto, it only took a few days. Even if many summoners in the Deity Killing World heard about such a thing, they wanted to come, but there was no time, so the crowd was watching. It is mainly based on the summoners of Longhorn City, and there are not too many summoners from other places.

But this time is different. The duel between himself and the divine son of the flute has been brewing for a month. In this month, many people who know the rest have arrived.

This showdown is just a gimmick of the showdown between the descendants of the mad God and the ten greatest sons of the Goddess family. It is already a sensation enough to attract many people to watch the excitement. What's more, the showdown between the sons of God, there are It may reveal the powerful technique of the unity of law and martial arts, the mystery of the secret law of the unity of law and martial arts, not to mention ordinary summoners, even the top powerhouses under the demigod like the iron sword old man and the black dragon gate master. Attractive, I want to have a glimpse of the secrets, hoping to have some insights.

From a distance, Xia Ping'an saw the number of lightning flying boats in the sky near Qianjun Mountain, almost doubled compared to a month ago.

This situation was also expected by Xia Pingan.

For Xia Pingan, this duel also has multiple meanings to him. First of all, as soon as this duel comes, he can sit down and confirm the relationship between his current identity and the mad god, and let the people eat melons no matter how big their brains are. , And no one would associate the son of a mad **** descendant with Xia Pingan, because the basic common sense of Yuanqiu world is that there can be no son of a **** in the sky crossing. This is the cunning rabbit three cave strategy for Xia Ping’an. The sign of the bodyguard.

The second meaning of this duel to Xia Ping An is that Xia Ping’an is preparing to use this duel to let the image of Mei Zheng thoroughly enter the vision of Yuanqiu world masters and powerhouses, and to make the image of Mei Zheng famous and become one. Only in this way can he pave the way for future cultivation and have more opportunities to obtain more cultivation resources, such as rarer world beads, such as the **** spring in the Eight Suns realm.

Since Xia Ping’an advanced to the Seven Suns realm, he has increasingly felt that the world’s invisible ceiling to the existence of ordinary summoners, the entire world of summoners, and even the entire human world, all resources are down. Pyramid structure distribution, if you want to enter a higher resource distribution circle, you must break that ceiling. If it doesn’t break, as before, if he wants to soak in the Shenquan of the Seven Suns, he needs to sign a contract with the Wan Shenzong to work on the Pantheon. Then, when he enters the Eight Suns and the Nine Suns, then the Shenquan and Jiezhu must How come?

As for the last reason Xia Ping'an wanted to participate in this duel, it was that he wanted to use this duel to practice his state of mind, and to refine his mind in life and death. Since being wanted by the Domination Demon God, Xia Ping’an has been cautious in everything and hides her name everywhere, so that it can avoid the Domination Demon God’s chase and danger, but over time, once behavior becomes a habit, once the habit becomes a character, if this avoidance becomes instinct, With the demons left behind, Xia Ping'an was afraid that his road to the gods might be cut off. Then he became a joke when he came to Yuanqiu World, and everything he did was meaningless.

It's the same sentence said by the True Monarch Styx-in the past, how can there be a silly kind that can confer a god?

"The **** son Mei Masa, descended from the mad god, is here..."

Xia Pingan flew to the vicinity of the main peak of Qianjun Mountain, because it was a battlefield and more people gathered.

With the arrival of Xia Ping'an, all the onlookers in the sky gave way.

Around the main peak of Qianjun Mountain, the main peak is like a dot. The dots are emptied within ten miles of the dot, and all those who come to watch the battle are ten miles away from the main peak.

On the main peak, from a distance, Xia Pingan has seen a figure wearing a white shirt standing proudly in the sky above the main peak. His clothes are hunting. The momentum of his body is integrated with the surrounding mountains, as if blending into the mountains, the earth and the sky, Xia Pingan. Looking from a distance, my heart was stunned-that is the divine son of the flutist, Dilong.

The members of the gods family and the masters of the Nine Suns and Eight Suns are in the inner circle, and the others are in the outer circle. The entire Qianjun Mountain is ten miles away in the sky, like a huge arena. The stands, one upon another, are already crowded with people.

Xia Ping'an saw many familiar faces, Shu Longxi, Yang Qingchen, Feng Qianmo, Dao Family brothers and sisters, and the elders of these god-born families all came.

In addition, many unfamiliar faces and Godly families have also arrived.

Xia Ping’an also saw Old Man Iron Sword, the Black Dragon Gate Master, both of whom were in the inner circle, Hua Xin and her Junior Sister Qin accompany the Black Dragon Gate Master. The Black Dragon Gate Master’s superb temperament attracted many disciples of the God-born family around. They looked at her one after another. There was some aura looming in the void. It was someone who came to the scene to watch the battle, but he used illusion to cover up his figure, not showing it, only the aura.

There was some noise around the main peak of Qianjun Mountain, but with the arrival of Xia Ping'an, the noise quickly disappeared until it became quiet.

Since becoming a summoner, Xia Ping'an has never been more eye-catching than it is now.

"I found a few world beads for you, but the elder locked me up to prevent me from seeing you. Be careful. This flute dragon is the strongest son of the flute generation..."

Xia Ping'an's ears heard Shu Longxi's voice, and the voice was full of grievances. Xia Ping'an followed Shu Longxi's voice and saw Shu Longxi's bright and concerned eyes.

Xia Ping'an smiled slightly at Shu Longxi, and passed the sound transmission, "Don't worry, I am here today, I am not going to lose..."

"Brother Mei, be careful of that guy in Dilong. That guy is a hypocrite. He speaks the most beautifully, but he is the darkest. Don't be confused by his appearance..." What surprised Xia Ping'an was that the knife family's Dao Jiuzhang actually reminded Xia Ping'an.

As soon as Daojiuzhang heard the sound, he was discovered by the knife guardian next to him. The knife guard glared at Daojiuzhang, with some warning in his eyes.

Xia Ping’an was about to send a message to thank him, but he didn’t expect the guy from Chapter 9 of the Dao to continue to send a message, "...this time I bet 500,000 gold coins on you, Brother Mei, so I bet that Brother Mei can hold on for an hour. Above, I won’t be beaten to death by Dilong, Brother Mei, don’t let me lose money, just hold on..."

This bastard!

Although there are many people at the scene, there is no need to say anything at this time. Several elders of the flute family and a group of flute children stand in the most conspicuous place. Those flute elders saw Xia Pingan, but they didn’t. People stand up and say something or give an opening remark.

Xia Ping'an flew directly towards the main peak of Qianjun Mountain. The aura of the figure above the main peak was too strong. Xia Ping'an opened his eyes of heaven and looked over, and his heart jumped fiercely.

That seems to be completely integrated with the surrounding mountains, rivers, earth and sky, and the whole person looks like the flute master Dilong closed his eyes, looking calm and inactive, blending into nature, but in Xia Ping’an’s eyes of heaven, it is completely It's another kind of sight-under the eyes of Tiandao, a breathtaking breath, a thousand meters tall, a huge light and shadow of a **** with vertical eyes on his forehead, standing silently behind the flute dragon, that **** seems to be resting , And it seems to be guarding the flute dragon, and the purple-red thunder and lightning that tore the void is looming in the clouds behind the three-eyed god, ready to go, like the tranquility before the collapse of Mount Tai. In a second, those lightning bolts and the three-eyed **** can tear and destroy the world.

Xia Ping'an was fast, and in the blink of an eye, he flew close to within a kilometer.

Then, the eyes of the flute god, Dilong, who had been closing his eyes, finally opened. The eyes of the gods were blind. The vertical eye in the middle of the eyebrows of the three-eyed **** behind Dilong also opened at the same time, glowing red, looking towards Xia. Safety.

"Brother Mei is here?" Dilong's skin was white, he smiled shyly, and showed two small tiger teeth, just like a clean, handsome and gentle boy next door, many ignorant little girls, seeing this A smile that is as bright as the sun may be a little dizzy and screaming. When I see Xia Ping’an, Di Long is like seeing an old friend I haven’t seen for many years. There is no slaying air, just Di Long’s gaze, but I don’t know. Unconsciously, he looked at Xia Ping'an's hands, paying special attention to Xia Ping'an's hands.

"Sorry, let Brother Di wait a long time!" Xia Ping'an also smiled and responded gently.

Dilong also apologized and smiled sincerely to Xia Ping’an, “It’s okay. Today’s challenge was originally sent by the flute artist. I should naturally wait for Brother Mei one step at a time. A grievance between the ancestor and the predecessor of the mad **** came. Brother Mei is a disciple of the ancestor of the mad god. I am very grateful that brother Mei can come!"

This flute dragon really speaks beautifully!

Xia Ping'an muttered in his heart, if it hadn't been for the reminder of the nine chapters of the sword just now, and he had just seen the vision of Dilong with the eyes of the heavens, he might really think that Dilong was a gentle and talkative youth.

"I don’t know exactly what happened to the senior mad **** and the ancestor of the flute family. It is not convenient for us juniors to comment on the affairs of those elders, but since I am here today, I will take this grudge, brother flute. But the ten greatest gods, the cultivation base must be above me, and I will fight back later, and I also ask Brother Di's men to show mercy and show me a lot!"

"Ah, Brother Mei is polite, what ten gods, that reputation is nothing but a cloud. When I saw Brother Mei, I knew that Brother Mei must have obtained the true transmission of the combination of law and martial arts from the predecessor of the mad god. Later, I will ask Brother Mei to show mercy. It's..."

"You're polite, you're polite, and I would like to ask Brother Di for more advice..."

"Brother Mei, please give me more advice..." Di Long arched his hand at Xia Ping'an.

Xia Ping’an hurriedly returned the courtesy, “To be honest, although I have some connections with the mad **** seniors, I’m basically a wild way. I’m not better than Brother Di’s family. I’m so deep and enviable...”

"What I admire most is actually like Brother Mei, who can freely play with clouds and wild cranes, feel at ease, and feel the mystery of heaven and earth..."

"Where...Where... I actually admire Brother Di's family for whatever they want. This kind of family heritage is comparable to others, and wherever they are like me, sometimes I have to work hard for a realm bead, kill insects and explore myself. Among them The bitterness is really hard to say in one word. Even if you are a son of God, you have to earn a copper plate on your own, just like an ordinary summoner, and you can taste the hardships of the world at a young age..."

"Brother Mei's experience is what I envy..."

The two spent a long time in the air above Qianjunfeng. People who didn't know thought they were reuniting old friends who hadn't seen them in decades. In the end, they couldn't find anything to say.

The conversation between the two of them here was heard in the ears of those summoners who had the ability to hear the conversation between them ten miles away, making countless people suddenly shocked and inexplicable. I don't know why the two were so polite, and many people looked at each other.

"What are they doing? Why don't they fight?" Some peripheral summoners couldn't hear the two of them, but they could see their movements and expressions, and found that the two did not fight each other, but were there instead. All the polite chats were stunned.

"What are you doing? Has the flute reconciled with the Mad God family?

…

"Brother Mei, let's start..." Di Long smiled shyly again.

Xia Pingan also scratched his head embarrassedly, "Let's start..."

"It's better to wait for the gold coin to fall on the mountain below and we will shoot together..." Dilong suggested with a gold coin out of his hand.

"It's so good, it saves us both having to be humble..."

"Yeah, let's let it come and go, but it makes people look at jokes..."

"Brother flute knows what I want..."

Dilong nodded, and then threw the gold coin easily, and the gold coin fell from the air towards the mountain below.

Xia Ping'an watched with a smile, but didn't feel nervous...

After more than ten seconds, the gold coin finally fell on the main peak below.

At the moment when the gold coin landed, Xia Ping'an and Ti Long shot at the same time.

The sky full of purple-red thunders, like a mountain explosion, instantly covered Xia Pingan in the midst of the violent thunder. Head, can’t wait to blast Xia Ping’an into scum...

Xia Ping’s shot was his long-standing ultimate move. There was a flash of light and shadow around him, and the sword of the emperor suddenly came across the sky. In an unforgiving manner, he wanted to cut off the opponent's dog's head with a sword.

The two of them wanted to smash each other's corpses out of shit, shocking the onlookers.

…

Dao Jiuzhang was stunned from a distance. He actually squeezed a cold sweat for Xia Ping'an just now. Only then did he murmur to himself, "Nima, it turns out that they are all the same, one is more sinister than the other..."

"Hmph, do you think anyone is as stupid as you?" Dao Ziyun said next to her.

…

With the violent thunder, Xia Pingan was prepared early. Xuanwu as a super shield appeared directly on Xia Pingan’s head, shielding Xia Pingan with a huge tortoise shell. At the same time, the snake’s neck was raised, and countless black solid ice was spouted out in dense dense swirls, as if Countless huge ice shields were born out of thin air, like flowers blooming, facing the sky full of violent thunder, and resisting all the violent thunder.

The violent thunder blasted on the ice, dissipated together with the ice that was constantly floating in the void, and turned into water vapor in the sky. The remaining electric light was also blocked by the thick basalt armor, leaving a trace of electric light falling on the foot of the mountain. Above, the vegetation and trees on the mountain peak are directly turned into coke in the electric light, and the rocks are crushed...

On the side of Dilong, the Emperor Sword slashed, but he was already like a streamer. He summoned three giants wearing armor and holding a huge shield on top, flew back like electricity, and instantly escaped from the attack range of the Emperor Sword. .

The sword light of the Emperor Sword swept the lower mountain peak, half of the mountain top, instantly rumbling and collapsed, smoke and dust filled...