Beast Summoner

Although Weston had never heard of Feng Yao Jiutian's skill, he felt a hint of danger from this skill.

Only then did Weston realize that he had made a lot of mistakes just now, and there were more than one. He had always thought that he was humiliating this suspected saint, but now he discovered that the clown was actually himself.

He thought that he was taking the initiative to deal with the suspected Holy Son and wasting the suspected Holy Son. He never thought that he would actually fulfill the suspected Holy Son and give him time to arrange everything.

Weston regretted a little. He was smart but was mistaken. He did not discover the suspected conspiracy of the Son at the beginning. As a result, he fell into a passive position.

Although the flames on the suspected Holy Son are powerful, he is not unable to resist. If he had gone all out at the beginning, the suspected Holy Son might not be able to do anything to him, but now he is in crisis.

Weston's sense of danger came from the big flame bird, but the suspected Holy Son did not make him feel dangerous.

Weston silently analyzed the situation in his mind. The flaming bird was created by the suspected Holy Son, so as long as the suspected Holy Son was dealt with, the flaming bird would no longer be a threat.

After thinking about all this, Weston no longer hesitated, his eyes were fixed on Li Zhenbang, and the gray fighting spirit on his body began to roll, as if boiling, and Weston's momentum also increased accordingly.

"Qiang!" The big flame bird chirped again, and the flames on the ground suddenly surged, soared into the sky, and gathered towards the big flame bird.

Not only the flames on the ground, but also part of the flames on Li Zhenbang's body were attracted by the flame bird. Li Zhenbang's breath was stagnant, and his aura also decreased a bit.

Li Zhenbang's expression became panicked and then calmed down in an instant. It seemed that he did not expect the impact this skill would have on him.

Weston is an old man. When he saw this scene, his eyes lit up. Li Zhenbang's panic did not escape his eyes. How could he let go of such a good opportunity! Weston's whole body was like a gray star.

Like a meteor, it quickly hit Li Zhenbang!

Seeing Weston getting closer and closer, Li Zhenbang could no longer pretend to be calm. Not only did his eyes show panic, but his whole person seemed a little overwhelmed.

The corner of Weston's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer, and thought to himself: Young people are young people. First, he used a skill that even he couldn't control in this unfavorable situation, and second, the city is not deep enough.

If it were him, even if it was not under his control, he would still look like he had the pearls of wisdom in hand to confuse the other party.

"You have to pay for your shamelessness!" Weston narrowed his eyes slightly and flashed a fierce light. His target was no longer Li Zhenbang's legs, but Li Zhenbang's head.

He didn't want to blow Li Zhenbang's head off with one blow. The high priest didn't have the courage, and he might not have it. He wanted to seal Li Zhenbang's mental power.

Although Weston seems to be merciful, his intentions are very sinister. Whether it is a warrior or a magician, without the support of spiritual power, it will be difficult to make any progress, and he will even be like a useless person.

Soldiers are better off. After all, they still have a strong body. At most, they can be ordinary people with strong bodies. But magicians are miserable. The physical fitness of magicians without mental power is not even as good as ordinary people.

Li Zhenbang retreated in panic, but his legs refused to obey him. When he retreated, he tripped and fell down, sitting on the edge of the blood pool.

The smile on Weston's face became even richer. He could feel that the big flame bird was still gathering strength and obviously had no time to pay attention to this side.

"I thought you had some skills, but I didn't expect you to be like this. It's really disappointing!" Weston sneered, raising his right hand like a sword finger, pointing directly at Li Zhenbang's eyebrows.

The distance between Weston and Li Zhenbang could be said to be very close. Just when Weston thought he had a chance to win, the corners of Li Zhenbang's mouth suddenly raised slightly, and his eyes shone with mockery.

Weston felt a warning sign in his heart, but he did not stop his body. Instead, he accelerated and rushed towards Li Zhenbang.

It's not that he doesn't want to stop rushing forward, it's just that his speed is too fast, and the distance between him and Li Zhenbang is too close. Even if he wants to stop, it will not be easy. On the contrary, he may be taken advantage of by the opponent, so he can only

Bravely rush forward.

Furthermore, he did not believe that the suspected Holy Son could use any other tricks. The warning sign in his heart was not because he sensed danger, but because the suspected Holy Son's behavior was too abnormal.

Weston felt his eyes blur, as the suspected Holy Son in front of him had just disappeared, and was replaced by the big flaming bird behind him that had been gathering power just a moment ago.

But at this time, the flame bird had already gathered its strength and spread its wings, as if waiting for Weston to throw himself into his arms.

It was impossible for Weston to change direction now. The only thing he could do was to make his body-protecting fighting spirit even more intense, and then plunge into the arms of the big flame bird under the horrified eyes of everyone.

"Qiang!" The big flame bird chirped again, quickly folded its wings, and directly wrapped Weston. The flames on the big bird suddenly exploded at this moment, and it felt as if Weston was the accelerant of the big flame bird.

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Naturally, Weston would not sit still and wait for death. After rushing into the body of the flaming bird, he began to struggle crazily. However, his undead fighting spirit was severely restrained by the flames. It was not easy to escape from the arms of the flaming bird.

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The body of the big flame bird began to shrink, and Weston's struggle became less and less obvious. Finally, the big flame bird seemed to turn into a bird egg burning with blazing flames, and Weston's struggle was completely invisible.

As for whether Weston is still struggling and resisting in the egg, or whether it has been swallowed and absorbed by the egg, there is no way to know.

"Lord Holy Son, can we go?" Gu Ci hurriedly stood up and took the opportunity to shout loudly, especially the four words "Lord Holy Son", using some magic to make it explode in everyone's ears.

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Li Zhenbang glanced coldly at the people in the blood pool. The few saint-level experts who were about to make a move just now all retreated to the side, and even hid behind others, for fear of being discovered by Li Zhenbang. As for the other people,

It was so silent that no one dared to act rashly.

"I've helped you take care of him, can we go now?" Li Zhenbang smiled slightly at Li Ruoyue, and then extended his right hand in a gentlemanly manner.

Li Ruoyue hesitated for a moment, glanced at the burning bird egg, then stretched out her right hand and placed it on Li Zhenbang's right hand.

Li Zhenbang pulled Li Ruoyue out of the blood pool with a slight exertion, and at the same time, a robe quietly covered Li Ruoyue's body.

"Let's go! Go home!" Li Zhenbang put his arm around Li Ruoyue's shoulders, his body trembling slightly, and his heart was even more excited. As long as they leave here and leave the Divine Mansion, they will be safe!

Gu Ci followed Li Zhenbang closely, and the group went straight to the cave entrance into the blood pool. Although no one in the blood pool rushed to stop them, they all followed them from a distance.

Arriving at the entrance of the cave, Gu Ci took out the oracle and poured undead magic into it. The oracle lit up without any surprise, but Li Zhenbang and Gu Ci unexpectedly did not wait for the guardians to guard the entrance of the cave.

Li Zhenbang glanced at Gu Ci in confusion. Gu Ci frowned and injected the element of undead magic into the oracle again. The oracle still glowed as brightly as before, but there was still no one to guide them.

Gu Ci tried again. There was nothing unusual about the handwriting, but there was still no guardian to guide them. Gu Ci's brows furrowed even more tightly. Logically speaking, this was something that shouldn't have happened. Someone should have come to greet them a long time ago.

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Gu Ci wanted to try again, but Li Zhenbang waved his hand. Although he didn't know what happened, looking at the current situation, I'm afraid no matter how many times Gu Ci tried again, there wouldn't be any guardians to respond to them.

"Lord Shengzi, if they don't come to pick us up, how should we get out?" Gu Ci looked at Li Zhenbang nervously.

Li Zhenbang squinted his eyes and glanced at the bird egg burning with blazing flames in the blood pool. "Feng Yao Jiutian" was just a name he casually said. This skill was actually a combination of formations using the flame power fused with Haechi.

It was constructed to trap Weston.

Others didn't know what was going on inside the flame egg, but he knew it very well. If it were an ordinary Saint-level powerhouse from the undead race, he might actually have a chance to kill him. Even if he couldn't kill him, he would definitely be able to trap him for a long time.

But Weston's strength is not comparable to that of ordinary saint-level powerhouses from the undead tribe. Li Zhenbang can feel that Weston is about to break through, and there is not much time left for him.

It's not that he can't compete with Weston, but if he really fights with Weston, it will undoubtedly be a lose-lose outcome.

There is not only Weston, a strong man here, but also many semi-saint-level masters who are not weak in strength, and even a few saint-level masters.

Once you are injured or show fatigue after fighting with Weston, it may not be easy to leave here. If the high priest also rushes over, then it is undoubtedly a fantasy to leave here!

His purpose this time was not to kill the undead people, but to rescue his sister Li Ruoyue. Since the person had been found and rescued, there was no need to waste any more energy.

Li Zhenbang took a deep breath and looked at Gu Ci with burning eyes, "They will definitely not come to pick us up from the bleeding pool. Do you dare to accompany me in and have a try?"