Golden Summoner

In the sky above the main peak of Qianjun Mountain, thunder and lightning are raging like raindrops. The rumbling thunder gods are so dense that they ring like a string of lit firecrackers. Frost and flames are overwhelming like a tsunami. Ice and fire are in the sky. Same furnace...

The sky within a radius of one mile, from a distance, is just a transparent mass of strange clouds and mist that are constantly changing colors, entangled, entangled and colliding. The power of nature is twisted and released here, becoming extremely terrifying. It's like the heavenly calamities are being released intensively in that place.

Occasionally, the aftermath of the cold current of electric light and flames in the clouds will pierce the twisting movement, and the power will leak out and reach several miles away, tearing apart mountains and breaking earth, charring wood and cracking rocks, or freezing and shattering everything.

From time to time, in the energy of the rolling clouds, there would be terrifying sword lights piercing the sky, or summoned ferocious beasts and giants roaring and fighting in the clouds. The fierce fighting between dragons and tigers was simply breathtaking.

The snow on the ground for several miles around has already melted in such a fierce battle, but the melted water flows into the stream. It is possible that before it flows very far, a cold air falling from the sky turns into Ice, or completely evaporated by a flame...

Seeing such a battle, many summoners from the Six Sun Realm and Seven Sun Realm who were watching changed their expressions. Some Summoners from the Eight Sun Realm also looked solemn, with no relaxed expression on their faces.

As for the sons of gods from various divine descendant families, after the two of them took action, there was no longer any smile on the faces of the sons of gods.

The onlookers were all experts, at least summoners above the Six Yang realm. Even if everyone was watching the two fighting from ten miles away, they could already feel that the control of their respective spells by the two fighting people had reached a level. Extreme.

"The ten great sons of gods are indeed well-deserved..." In the sky, the old man Tie Jian's eyes flashed, looking at the clouds and the two figures in the clouds rolling in the flames and thunder in the distance, and he was deeply moved. Taking a breath, with a hint of emotion in his tone, he looked at the Black Dragon Clan Master and said, "I'm afraid you and I were no match for them when we were in the Nether Realm. Compared with them, we are not as good at controlling spells as they are. The power is still a little less than half a point. I didn’t expect Mei Zheng to reach such a level. It’s really surprising..."

There were two whirlpool-like lights in the eyes of the Black Dragon Sect Master. If you look closely, you will see that the two whirlpool-like lights in the Black Dragon Sect's eyes are exactly the light and shadow of two black dragons swimming in the pupils. She could only hear her faint replied, "If the Sons of God are all like us, how can those families of divine descendants continue for thousands of years? As the Son of God that the Di family has spent countless resources to launch, the Di family has spared no effort in cultivating Di Long. In fact, I'm not surprised that Dilong can have such fighting power, but Mei Zheng said that he had struggled all the way and didn't have many resources. He almost sold himself to the Ten Thousand Gods Sect for the Shenquan in the Seven Suns Realm. Mei Zheng said Being able to have such fighting power really surprises me. In addition to being extremely talented, I also have to work hard and persevere to the extreme. Only then can I reach this point, where I can compete with the flute dragon without missing a single flaw, tit for tat..."

"Young people are terrible. I feel like they are going to get really angry..." Old Man Iron Sword suddenly twisted his eyes.

"The duel between magic and magic is already indistinguishable. Only the duel between magic and martial arts can determine the winner. The real showdown is about to come..."

At this point, the two people's eyes suddenly became more focused.

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Elder Shu Long's eyes flashed as he looked at the battlefield in the distance. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Shu Longxi's fourth uncle, who had a solemn look on his face. He said lightly, "I finally know why Mei Zheng was able to be there that day." Our Shulong family kidnapped Xi'er in front of a group of experts and you failed to keep her, it is indeed not unfair..."

"He is indeed a great talent, what a pity..." Shu Longxi's fourth uncle looked at the battlefield and softly uttered four words.

The elders of the Shulong family understand what the word "pity" means? If a god son like Mei Zheng were born in another god-descended family, he would probably never achieve more than this. The elder of the Shulong family glanced at Shu Longxi, who was watching the battle intently and nervously, and sighed secretly in his heart. .

Perhaps Shu Longxi didn't realize it herself. She was too focused on the battle and too nervous. She pinched the hem of her skirt tightly with one hand, which had messed up the smooth hem of her skirt.

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On the battlefield, the white tiger flying in the air next to Xia Pingan roared, and the sharp blade-like storm around him swirled violently like a tornado, sweeping through all the spaces within a hundred meters around Xia Pingan, rushing towards Xia Pingan 50 The Hidden Assassin of the Shen Class several meters away was stirred up and dissipated like pieces of meat thrown into a meat grinder.

Summoning assassins is of course not Xia Pingan's patent. Flute Dragon can also summon assassins, and they are also Shen-level assassins.

The next second, countless flaming thunders enveloped the white tiger summoned by Xia Pingan, turning the white tiger into light.

A fiery snake rushed toward Xia Pingan, entangled with Xia Pingan's Xuanwu in the air. In an instant, flames and wind and snow rolled in the air, and hit the ground heavily. A violent explosion occurred. Just before the explosion. , the main peak of Qianjun Mountain, which was originally half flat, was once again several dozen meters shorter. Broken stones were thrown in the air like hailstones, shooting in all directions with a roaring sound...

Xia Pingan's body was both flying and beating. The combination of flying and the magical skill of growing lotus step by step was seamless. His whole body was beating like a ghost in the lightning that shuttled through the sky. The frequency was so high that it was difficult to see with the naked eye. distinguish.

Di Long roared and rushed towards him, but before he could get close to Xia Pingan, a pair of golden shoes suddenly appeared at the feet of Di Long. Originally, Di Long had unknowingly stepped on the magic trap that Xia Pingan had arranged in the sky. On the top, a pair of huge gold shoes over one meter long suddenly appeared under his feet, and the whole person was dropped from the sky by the big shoes.

Before he fell a few meters, raging flames ignited from Flute Dragon's body, melting the "golden shoes" that were originally on his feet like shackles.

Then Dilong pointed his finger, and a huge shield appeared above his head, which instantly broke the divine thunder summoned by Xia Pingan and fell on his head.

There was a fierce battle between spells, and both sides were evenly matched in the sky.

"Hahaha, Brother Mei is so capable..." Dilong smiled and flew back several hundred meters, "We're almost done warming up, let's show some real skills..."

"That's what you meant, then I'd better obey you with respect..." Xia Ping'an also smiled, and had already rushed forward, punching Dilong.

With this punch, Dilong's face changed instantly, and so did the faces of all the masters watching from the outside.

"The combination of law and martial arts..."

Because Xia Ping'an punched out, fire began to fall in the sky. The flames poured down from the sky like overturned sea water. A line of fire three or four miles long appeared in the sky, turned into waves, and headed towards The flute dragon swept away, and the whole sky suddenly turned red...

At the same time, a golden sun rose from behind Dilong. In the sun, a man with lightning flashing all over his body walked out of the sun. He held the sun with both hands and smashed directly towards Xia Pingan...

"The Divine Bone Dharma..." Countless people onlookers exclaimed again.

"This is the sacred bone of the ten great sons of gods, Flute Dragon. The giant spirit held the sun and smashed it out in one day. It was like a mountain falling, and there was already a hint of the power of the kingdom of God..."

"There seems to be only one of the top ten sons of gods who can have the appearance of divine bones..."

"boom……"

The roaring flames and the scorching sun collided in the sky. In just an instant, the onlookers ten miles away felt the overwhelming wind and shock waves hitting their faces from the place where Xia Pingan and Dilong fought. Come, the wind blows so hard that many people can't open their eyes, their skin hurts, their clothes and robes rustle, and even the clouds in the sky are suddenly washed away and blown away...