Beast Summoner

"Senior Tong Ling, your Tianzhan Sect once fought against the undead magician with me. I remember that several seniors at that time were unambiguous when facing the undead magician. How can you, the leader of the sect, face the undead magician?"

But you hesitated about the undead warriors?" Li Zhenbang looked heartbroken.

Before Tong Ling could speak, the old man who knew Li Zhenbang spoke first, "Where is the necromancer? Where is it?"

Lao Liu looked at Li Zhenbang blankly, obviously not fully understanding the current situation.

"Senior Lao Liu, he is with the Necromancer, he is the Holy Warrior of the Undead!" Li Zhenbang pointed at the middle-aged man and said to Lao Liu.

"The Holy Warrior of the Undead?" Lao Liu glanced at the middle-aged man with a blank expression. He was very unfamiliar with the name of the Holy Warrior of the Undead.

"Second brother, is he really with the Necromancer?" Lao Liu looked at Lao Er in confusion.

"Lao Liu, don't mess around, we listen to the sect master!" Lao Er said in a deep voice.

"Second brother, please stop trying to control me! We and the necromancers are at odds with each other! Have you forgotten how my eldest brother and the others died? If they hadn't protected us from injuries, we would have been the ones who died!

"Lao Liu covered his head and shouted excitedly.

Li Zhenbang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized. No wonder he felt strange when he was chatting with Lao Liu during the negotiation. It turned out that it was the second lao who was controlling him at that time.

"Lao Liu, don't talk nonsense. If you really want to blame him, it's him!" The second lao raised his finger angrily and pointed at Li Zhenbang.

"If it hadn't been for him at that time, how could we have met the undead magician? If he hadn't provoked me, how could we have fought that undead magician, and how could the eldest brother and the others have died?" the second child said through gritted teeth.

"So that's it! The Tiancan Sect is not only disabled physically, but also mentally. No wonder it has such a high status in the world. There must be a cause and a result!" Li Zhenbang said with disdain.

"What did you say?" The second child stared at Li Zhenbang with gray eyes, and the muscles on his face were trembling with anger.

"What did I say? Isn't that right? You say one thing, but do another thing. I remember you said it righteously at the time, everyone can kill the undead magician, and you Tianzanmen are not willing to accept it.

Why do you have a different face now?"

"Not only did you blame us for fighting the necromancers, but we also got together with the undead. Are you worthy of your dead brothers? I don't think you are blind. It's because they are blind that they become brothers with you and use themselves.

I'll trade my life for your dog's life!" Li Zhenbang pointed at the second child and shouted angrily and righteously.

"You..." The second child's face turned pale, and he simply asked the question to Tong Ling, "What we do now is not up to us. We are members of the Tiancan Sect. We will do whatever the sect leader tells us to do!

We cannot disobey the sect master’s orders!”

"Second brother, is he a member of the Necromancer? Tell the truth!" Lao Liu stared at Lao Er and grabbed Lao Er's shoulders excitedly.

No matter what they said, Lao Liu couldn't understand what they said. He only knew that the undead magician killed the elder brother and the others, and he wanted to avenge the elder brother and the others.

"He...should have nothing to do with the necromancer we saw." The second child hesitated. He knew very well what kind of temper Lao Liu had. If there was a relationship, the second child would most likely rush forward regardless.

In any case, they are all in the same camp now, and the opponent's strength is not something they can compete with, so he simply played a word game.

The sixth child hesitated for a moment after hearing the second child's words. The second child's words were a bit confusing to him and he needed to think about it.

"Alas! The Tiancan Sect is indeed the Tiancan Sect, worthy of the title of Tiancan!" Li Zhenbang sneered with disdain.

Everyone in the Tiancan Sect didn't speak when they heard Li Zhenbang's words. They just glanced at Li Zhenbang angrily, and then looked at Tong Ling unwillingly. But the sect leader Tong Ling didn't speak, so what could they do?

"Where are you two? Are you bound to the chariot of the undead just like the Tiancan Sect?" Li Zhenbang raised his eyebrows and ignored the Tiancan Sect.

Everyone's attention focused on Mo Yunsheng and Tyrant Wang. The Tiancan Sect was so crowded by Li Zhenbang. Tong Ling still didn't speak. It can be seen that Tong Ling must be determined to take the Tiancan Sect and the undead.

Tied together.

The rest depends on the decision of Mo Yunsheng and Tyrant Wang. Whether they are willing to be like Tong Ling or stand on the side of justice.

At this time, everyone in the Hard Armor Sect hopes that the two of them will stand on their side. As long as they are willing to fight against the undead, they are their own people. Even if they just showed their swords and guns to each other and wanted to fight to the death,

From then on, they were all fellow travelers who dealt with the undead together.

Mo Yunsheng and the Tyrant King looked at each other, then looked at Cui Lang, then at the middle-aged man, and said with a heart, "Stop talking nonsense, we don't care whether we are undead or not, all we want is to improve ourselves

Moyun Sect’s status in the world!”

Mo Yunsheng did this carefully. He didn't know the strength of the Undead Holy Warriors, but he knew the strength of the Undead Mage. The Undead Mage was much more powerful than magicians of the same level, and the Undead Holy Warrior was probably not as good.

Not going anywhere.

Although it seemed at first that the saint-level strongman opposite had taken advantage, but looking at the subsequent changes and the middle-aged man's disdainful look, it was obvious that the middle-aged man must have hidden his strength at that time. Now that he has let go,

It would be difficult for a saint-level powerhouse of the same level to rival him.

In order for Moyun Sect to stay alive and have a better future, what does it matter if they cooperate with the undead? As long as these people on the opposite side are all dead, what is there to worry about? He, Tong Ling and the Tyrant King are all now

It's a grasshopper on a rope!

I originally thought it was the Tyrant King's turn to speak, but Tong Ling, who had remained silent, spoke first, "The disciples of the Tianzhan Sect are approaching me!"

The people of the Tianzan Sect were stunned at first. Although they did not understand what the sect leader Tong Ling wanted to do, as members of the Tianzan Sect, they still chose to accept the order unconditionally, so they all moved closer to Tong Ling.

Mo Yunsheng looked like he suddenly realized it. It seemed that Tong Ling was planning to take the opportunity to attack the Hard Armor Sect while the middle-aged people were fighting with the opponent. Thinking about it, the people of the Hard Armor Sect could not be allowed to escape and talk nonsense, otherwise

They were in trouble. So they followed his example and ordered the people of Moyun Sect to come closer to him.

The Tyrant King frowned, but after seeing the actions of Tong Ling and Mo Yunsheng, he also ordered the people from the Hunshi Gang to come closer to him.

The coalition forces that were originally integrated into one suddenly became three distinct parts, all of which maintained a considerable distance from each other.

The one in the middle of the three groups of people is from the Moyun Sect. I don’t know if Mo Yunsheng deliberately arranged it, but he happens to be standing behind the middle-aged man. In addition, the clothes of these people are mainly black.

He seems to be the bodyguard of a middle-aged man.

The teams of Tong Ling and Tyrant King were lined up on the left and right wings respectively, and they looked as if they were ready to rush forward and surround the Hard Armor Sect at any time, preventing any of them from escaping.

When the middle-aged man saw this situation, he let out a weird and unpleasant laugh, "I remember that you humans have a saying that he who knows the current affairs is a hero. Now that we have reached this point, do you still want to fight to the death?

"

The middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed at Cui Lang with disdain, "You don't think he can really save you all, do you? To tell you the truth, he can't even save himself now!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man seemed to want to prove his words. The purple fighting spirit on his body surged and turned completely gray in an instant.

Purple fighting spirit is the signature fighting spirit of the holy warriors, but with further improvement in strength, the purple fighting spirit of the holy warriors can be replaced by the attribute colors they master.

For example, if Alpha maintains her human form and fights with all her strength, her purple fighting spirit will turn into gold, which is the effect of metallicity and can give her a metallic bonus.

At this time, the middle-aged man's fighting spirit completely turned gray, proving that his strength was already a step further than that of ordinary saint-level powerhouses.

When it was revealed that he had dark abilities before, the color of his fighting spirit had actually changed somewhat, but it was just not as obvious as it is now.

On the other hand, Cui Lang's fighting spirit is mainly purple. Of course, this is also related to the fact that the silver-white light is not very conspicuous.

But no matter what, Cui Lang, who is also a saint-level powerhouse, cannot completely convert his purple fighting spirit into silver-white fighting spirit, which proves that his strength is still somewhat different from that of a middle-aged man. As for the gap, we can only know it after fighting.

After all, color does not represent true strength.

This is like an academic who has never experienced any actual combat. Even if his strength reaches that of a Silver Warrior, if he really wants to fight, he may not be as good as a Black Iron Warrior who has experienced countless life and death.

However, the silver warrior is still a silver warrior, and the black iron warrior is still a black iron warrior. Under normal circumstances, the black iron warrior will still be unable to defeat the silver warrior.

Seeing the changes in the middle-aged man, Cui Lang's face became much more solemn. He finally understood why he had a strong sense of crisis before the battle. This guy was really not simple.

"How can we, the people of the Hard Armor Sect, take refuge in your undead tribe? Stop thinking so wildly!" Xiang Wentian said through gritted teeth.

Although the Hard Armor Sect is now at a disadvantage, he has his own persistence in his heart.

"Disciples of the Tiancan Sect, follow me and charge forward, surround the Hard Armor Sect, and don't let anyone go!" Tong Ling roared and rushed towards the Hard Armor Sect first.

"The disciples of the Hunshi Gang surround the Hard Armor Sect!" At the same time, the Tyrant King also ordered his gang members, and then he was also the first to rush out.

The two groups of people bypassed the position of the middle-aged man and Cui Lang, and then detoured towards the two wings of the Hard Armor Sect...