Beast Summoner

"Li Yiran, I think it's better to call you Li Zhenbang, right? I think we should have a good chat?" The high priest looked at Li Zhenbang with a sneer.

Li Zhenbang was stunned for a moment and glanced at Gu Ci subconsciously. In his opinion, among the undead tribe, there should be only two people who knew his name was Li Zhenbang. One was Gu Jun who had been killed by him, and the other was He.

After meeting Gu Jun, they found out that his name was Li Zhenbang's Gu Ci. At most, others should only know that his name was Li Yiran.

Gu Ci looked at Li Zhenbang with an innocent face. Of course he knew what Li Zhenbang was thinking, but he did not mention Li Zhenbang's name to anyone. He always called Li Zhenbang the Holy Son.

Seeing Gu Ci's innocent look, Li Zhenbang's eyes showed a hint of apology, and then he turned to look at the high priest.

The high priest looked at Li Zhenbang with a sneer, "Little guy, don't think that you can get away with just giving yourself a random name. I admit that the name Li Yiran did confuse me for a while, but you underestimated the reputation of your Red Maple Leaf family.

Yes, you have underestimated your own fame, and you have even underestimated me."

The high priest did not frame Gu Ci, perhaps out of disdain, perhaps because he wanted to show his omniscience in front of Li Zhenbang.

"Hand over the saint to me! You can't take away the saint of the undead tribe if you want!" The high priest's voice was low, but it gave people an unquestionable feeling.

Li Zhenbang shook his head and said firmly: "You should know better than anyone how dangerous your cave is. The saint died in order to protect me. This is all your fault. It's all your fault! Just wait.

Let the God of Death inflict divine punishment on you!"

Hearing Li Zhenbang talk about divine punishment, the surrounding undead people looked at the high priest nervously. The high priest can be said to be the spokesperson of the god of death in the world, and the link between the undead clan and the god of death.

No matter who you are, as long as you have faith in your heart, you will be wary of divine punishment, which is why many people dare not easily break their oaths. All oaths may not come true, but no one knows which oath will come true.

"Li Zhenbang, hand over the saint, and then hand over the storage treasures in the space where you can store living things. I can give you a way to live, spare your life, and let you go." The high priest said in a deep voice.

"High Priest, are you out of your mind? Do you believe whatever he says? Then if Gu Ci said that this old guy Weston wanted to kill you, would you also believe it? I told you that death will come soon.

Do you believe it if I destroy all you bastards who are enemies of me?" Li Zhenbang curled his lips in disdain and denied firmly.

"Besides, I am the Holy Son. You have already killed the Holy Girl, but you still want to do something to me. Are you really so unscrupulous for the sake of power? You don't take me as the Holy Son in your eyes.

Forget it, now you dare not even look down on the God of Death?"

"High Priest, you are determined to lead the undead tribe to destruction for your own selfish desires! From this point of view, you, the high priest, are really unqualified! It seems that you, the high priest, have gone to the end!" Li Zhenbang

He shook his head, obviously very disappointed with what the high priest did.

"Hmph! In the history of the Undead, there has never been a situation where the Holy Son and the Holy Girl were born at the same time, and it has never happened that the Holy Son and the Holy Girl appeared in the same family at the same time, so you can't be from the Undead.

Holy Son." The high priest said firmly.

Li Zhenbang looked at the high priest with some surprise. It stands to reason that unless the high priest really had substantive evidence, he would not be able to say so simply and deny his identity in front of so many people.

"It's ridiculous! You keep talking about history, but was there any Undead before the Undead were born? Just because there was no Undead in history before the Undead appeared, can you deny the existence of the Undead?"

"History is just a record of what happened in the past. What happens now will become history and be recorded in the future! You said it didn't exist in history, but doesn't it exist now? Everything that happens today will become the undead clan in the future.

, and even history that people around the world can see!”

"In the future history of the undead tribe, there will not only be records of the appearance of the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden at the same time, but also records of you, the high priest, betraying the God of Death and murdering the undead tribe's Holy Maiden and Holy Son!"

"You will become the first person in the history of the undead tribe, the first high priest of the undead tribe to betray the God of Death and lead the undead tribe to destruction! You will become the clown who is talked about after dinner in the entire continent!"

"But don't worry, the person who will become the clown will only be you, and the undead tribe will not really be led to destruction by you. The entire undead tribe will only be carried forward under my leadership and become the most powerful race in the entire continent.

Even a race that can rule the entire continent!" Li Zhenbang said in a cold voice.

Li Zhenbang's counterattack can be said to be rude. Not only was he rude, but according to Li Zhenbang's wishes, he also wanted to deal with the high priest, seize the power of the high priest, and rule the entire undead tribe.

The surrounding undead people looked at the high priest, and then at Li Zhenbang, not knowing who to listen to.

These people either have no background or have a lot of background, and they are not the direct line of the high priest, so their loyalty to the high priest is not the same as the direct line of the high priest.

They all know very well that if they stand in the wrong team at this time, they may die miserably in a short time without waiting for the matter to subside.

In fact, they still prefer the high priest in their hearts. After all, the high priest is the leader of the undead tribe, and the high priests of all generations have led the undead tribe, and they already have an irreplaceable position in the hearts of the undead tribe.

And this new Holy Son of the Undead named Li Zhenbang, although his performance is eye-catching and he has terrifying methods, but compared to the high priest who left an indelible mark on their hearts, he is still a little too young.

However, the high priest, the spokesman of Death in the human world, did not dare to bring up Death at all times. On the contrary, the newly promoted Holy Son always brought up Death, as if his relationship with Death was really close.

Gods are not something you can talk about for fun, something will really happen, but the Holy Son has never had any trouble because of this, which made everyone feel a little guilty, so no one rashly came out to stand up for a while.

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"Do you want to betray the Holy Son and the God of Death with this incompetent high priest?" Gu Ci saw the hesitation of the people around him and took the opportunity to speak.

Of course, Gu Ci didn't expect these people to stand on their side. He just hoped to disrupt their judgment and make them behave honestly, as long as they didn't take action against them.

"Gu Ci, you dare to talk nonsense here, you are really asking for death! Even if your teacher Gu Jun was alive, he would not dare to talk nonsense here!" Weston shouted angrily, staring at Gu Ci.

With that posture, if Gu Ci dared to talk nonsense again, he would kill someone.

"I..." Gu Ci felt panicked when Weston stared at him. He was only the first person below the saint level in the undead tribe, not the first person in the undead tribe. Facing a veteran powerhouse like Weston

, both in terms of momentum and strength, he is more than a head short.

Just when Weston thought that Gu Ci would be frightened by him, he saw Gu Ci suddenly raised his head and yelled at him: "Weston, you betrayed the Holy Son and the God of Death, don't you?"

It will end well!"

Everyone around was stunned, even Weston himself was stunned. No one expected that Gu Ci could be so tough, and the tough one was the sage of the undead tribe and the teacher of the high priest.

Li Zhenbang looked at Gu Ci in surprise. He knew that Gu Ci was showing his loyalty to him by doing this, but he didn't expect that Gu Ci would behave so radically, but he liked it.

"You bastard! I have to make you disappear into ashes. Even the God of Death can't save you today!" Weston was furious.

This is no longer as simple as slapping him in the face in public, this is basically stripping him naked in public and putting a bucket of shit on him!

Weston has not suffered this kind of humiliation for a long time, and the high priest treated him respectfully when he saw him. Although this time the saint was snatched away by Li Zhenbang in his hands, the high priest still did not blame him, but comforted him

Don't take it seriously, Li Zhenbang can't run away.

The aura of Wisdom instantly increased to the extreme. Feeling Wisdom's aura, the surrounding saint-level powerhouses all felt their breaths were stagnant. It was obvious that Wisdom's strength was far above them and was even enough to affect them.

The point of breath.

You must know that this kind of situation that can affect the breath of others can only be done by a strong person when facing someone weaker than himself. And Weston's breath can affect the saint-level powerhouses of the undead tribe. It can be seen that Weston's

The strength has reached such a terrifying level.

Gu Ci was Weston's target, and his feeling was particularly obvious. As a magister who was not weaker than the Holy Magister, he actually felt that the undead magic elements in the surrounding space had lost contact with him, and his body was filled with

The undead magic elements that he had nourished for countless years also showed lag in mobilization.

Gu Ci was horrified. He knew that Weston was very powerful, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful. Just when he was at a loss, the pressure on his body suddenly lightened up.

Although he is still unable to contact the undead magic elements in the surrounding space, he has regained control over the undead magic elements in his body.

It turned out that Li Zhenbang expanded the flames on his body and stood in front of Gu Ci, blocking Weston's pressure for Gu Ci.

"I trapped you just now to give you a lesson to calm down. Now it seems that instead of accepting the lesson, you have become more serious. In this case, I will sentence you to death on behalf of the God of Death!" Li Zhenbang's eyes were cold and serious.

looked at Weston.