Long Live Summons

Chapter VII: [Unblocking, Lightning Swirl]

Yue Yu was puzzled and couldn't help but touch the rune gold lock on his neck.

Your own is still!

If this gold lock piece is really a pair, then Liu will grow up. "Yue Yang's lips reveal a mysterious smile, and then a shocking news: "The team of the Central Shrine is coming forward in a big way. If you don't need a day, you will enter." If you don't leave the rain valley again, I am afraid it will not be as simple as the dark world. Let's go, we continue to move forward, have the ability to confidently follow me into the wind valley, we are waiting for them at the second or third level! ”

"We all have confidence." Lingyun's heart is overjoyed, and it is sure to follow the three less. The enemy of the Central Temple has already been provoked. Without a strong backing support, the future may be very tragic.

Yueyang with thousands of lightning vortex-like flying lightning Swift, with everyone, returned to the rest of the rain pavilion.

In the distance, the dark warriors also followed carefully.

They don't want to fight with Yueyang, but they don't want to violate the order of the central shrine, because neither side can offend them.

Yue Yang looked at them: "The old man, let them pass! Some things, people are fun!"

Yu Bo did not breathe back to him: "You have to make an exception, and bring so many people who can't pass customs to enter the wind valley. This can be ignored, but you have turned my lightning Swift into your beast. Where do you let my old man's face go?"

"You never care about them. I will help you to unblock them. Thank you, thank you. It is too much. I criticize it. Besides, I just borrowed it. After the winds and valleys, I will return it to you naturally!" Yue Yang laughed. One foot, the fat man who bowed to Yubo respectfully bowed into the portal of the pavilion, and then disappeared with the gray wolf.

Thousands of lightning Swifts, like the purple lightning vortex, followed.

For Yueyang’s forced expropriation of the lightning Swift, Yubo’s unlucky old man had no choice but to see it.

Instead, he nodded to the last snow savage wolf who left: "Work hard, at least three levels, you have the potential, just the short time!"

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There is also a chapter behind.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is near, I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

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