The Almighty Summoner

"Hoo lang lang!" The gate of the undead temple slowly opened, but Mu Yun was still in a state of trance and did not wake up.

An Zimo was overjoyed when he heard the heavy opening of the door, and hurriedly retreated towards the temple with the remaining ice spiders. While retreating, he directed the ice spiders to shoot out their silk to attack the other half of the unfrozen cursed warriors. .

The curse warriors avoided the attack of the spider silk with their extremely dexterous movements. At the same time, they swung their arms round and fired balls of hot fireballs from between their palms. The snow-white spider silk was burned to ashes, and the scorched and pungent smell filled the sky, and the thick yellow smoke gradually made the air chaotic.

Under the cover of thick smoke, An Zimo and the Ice Field Snow Spider accelerated and flew backwards. Since the gate of the temple had been opened, there was no need for him to entangle with those cursed warriors. It was the best policy to escape this place this morning.

On the castle platform, Ming Shaoqing had recovered a little bit of his physical strength. He glanced at the seven kings who had been captured by his men, with a look of disdain in his eyes, and snorted: "You useless ones, you always think that you How amazing, in the end, I was captured alive by myself?" He stopped his eyes on Ming Shaodong's face, and continued, "Ming Shaodong, speaking of this, I would like to thank you, if not for you Often forced on me, I am afraid that I will not achieve anything in this life."

"Huh!" Ming Shaodong cursed with a look of contempt on his face, "Ming Shaoqing, you trash, you are just a villain who got his wish, and you think you are invincible after getting the light of extinction?"

"Slap!" Before Ming Shaodong could finish his sentence, Ming Shaoqing slapped his face hard, and half of his cheeks swelled up immediately, "You dare to hit me!" Ming Shaodong was extremely angry, Staring at Ming Shaoqing viciously.

"How about beating you?" Ming Shaoqing sneered, "Today I will cut off the meridians of your whole body, and see if you dare to look down on people in the future!" As he said, he shook his right wrist, "Wow!" A thin-bladed long sword flashed in his palm, and the tip of the sword touched Ming Shaodong's shoulder with a flick, "You did this yourself!" Ming Shaoqing yelled angrily, and was about to stab him.

"Sixth Brother, stop!" The leader of the Eight Tribes suddenly exclaimed, "The biggest enemy right now is the little girl with the power of the Seven Elements at the gate of the Undead Temple. If you don't catch her, you will kill your brother instead! Let her fuse the power of the seven elements, let alone unify the Three Realms in the future, I am afraid that you will not be able to fight against even the human world!"

Hearing this, Ming Shaoqing slowly withdrew his long sword. He turned around and looked at the entrance of the Temple of the Undead. Seeing that Mu Yun was in a trance state, his eyes turned cold, and a murderous intent suddenly appeared in his heart. He said regretfully: "Ye Xiao Ah Ye Xiao, your future is limitless, but you don't know what to do with me, so don't blame me for being cruel!" Then, he turned his head and stared at the leader of the eight tribes, and said coldly: " After I finish her off, it will be your turn!" After saying that, thick dark red mist spewed out from Ming Shaoqing's body again, and the image of the galaxy in the universe slowly appeared again.

"Mu Yun!" An Zimo shouted at Mu Yun who was drifting away, "Wake up, the door has been opened!" Mu Yun remained motionless, sitting cross-legged on the ground, but his eyelids moved slightly.

"It's just a dream to escape from my grasp!" Ming Shaoqing yelled wildly, and the silver light in front of him flourished. direction.

"Chirp!" The remaining dozen or so Icefield Snow Spiders were hit by the scattered silver light, and immediately turned into puffs of blue smoke and disappeared. He dodged Yinmang's attack at a high speed, but the silvermang's energy was extremely strong, even if it just passed by him, it had already burned his body, and the flesh and blood were scorched and pungent under the roasting of the silvermang. An Zimo endured the pain and flew towards the temple, shouting sharply, "Mu Yun! Wake up!"