God of Doomsday Summoning Synthesis System

Deep in the jungle of Volcanic Island in the Huangquan training camp, an instructor in black appeared at the altar of the Aqila tribe. After searching for it, he frowned when he saw the body of Killer Forty-Seven.

"This kid's potential is so high. He could even kill the champion of the last Huangquan training camp. Luo Yuqing can get a big advantage this time. What? Sir, why are you here?"

The instructor in black glanced at the body of Killer Forty-Seven, shook his head helplessly, turned around and was about to leave, when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, causing his expression to change instantly.

He saw the bald instructor standing in front of him, staring at him coldly. The instructor in black trembled when he saw the bald instructor, but he still suppressed the fear in his heart and said to the bald instructor.

"Sir, I just heard that Chief Aqila was killed by our students. I came here to check. What are you here for?"

Hearing the black-clothed instructor's words, the bald-headed instructor sneered and slowly walked towards the black-clothed instructor. Looking at the approaching bald-headed instructor, the black-clothed instructor felt a shiver in his heart and kept walking back.

"Heiyi, you usually do little tricks in the training camp, and I pretend not to see it, but if you dare to do anything to a person with such qualifications, you are not taking me seriously, so I need you to follow it for me.

Falcone says something."

"What, what words?"

Hearing the words of the bald instructor, the black-clothed instructor said with a trembling voice, but in the blink of an eye, the bald instructor suddenly appeared in front of him, like lifting a little chicken, the bald instructor grabbed the black-clothed instructor's neck with his right hand, and directly

Lifting it up, the black-clothed instructor's face instantly turned red, but no matter how hard the black-clothed instructor struggled, he could not break free from the bald instructor's hand.

"Forget it, I changed my mind. Even if you die, Falcone will understand what I mean!"

After that, the bald instructor gently folded his right hand, and with a click, the black-clothed instructor's neck was twisted off. In an instant, the black-clothed instructor's body became limp, and was thrown directly to the ground by the bald instructor. A breeze blew it.

Then, the figure of the bald instructor disappeared instantly.

Within the Dark Dragon Riders, a high tower in the inner city, Luo Yuqing had just signed a few documents, closed the pen in his hand, inserted it directly behind his hair, tied up his silver hair, and then

Luo Yuqing raised his head, his eyes were a little tired, but he still looked at Jun Yutian in front of him with a smile, and said slowly.

"Congratulations on winning the championship of the Huangquan training camp. I didn't expect you to win this first place. Yes, you have paid me what you owed me before. As for the blocking of you in the last Huangquan training camp

, I already know that the bald guy should clean up the door by himself."

Hearing Luo Yuqing's words, Jun Yutian also raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Luo Yuqing also had arrangements in the Huangquan training camp. As for himself, he had never seen a bald head after coming out of the Huangquan training camp. He must be like Luo Yuqing.

As you said, I went to clean up the house.

"As for why that person went to stop you, I will tell you the reason clearly today, so as not to worry about it in your mind. The Dark Dragonriders are not monolithic. There are two parties in total. My side and Falcone

That old man, the people who came to kill you were sent by Falcone, and so was the corporal who was killed before."