The Almighty Summoner

In the twinkling of an eye, it has been three days since the wolves completed the top-level task. During these three days, Xiao Hei has been staying in the Canyon of Death, enjoying the maternal love with his mother Angela. Today, Mu Yun went to the mysterious valley to find The reason why the undead summoning technique failed was to raise her strength to another level before going to Tianlong Academy, a place where dragons and crouching tigers are hidden, and also to bring back the divine beast Bartley, who helped her complete the task, back to the canyon.

The valley is no longer as eerie as it used to be. The sun in the valley is different from the outside. The sun seems to be purple, which makes the place full of mysterious and strange atmosphere.

Mu Yun took light steps and walked slowly towards the mysterious blood altar in the valley. She raised her head to the sky while taking a deep breath, a feeling of suffocation came from her chest, which made her a little uncomfortable.

After carefully observing around the blood altar, Mu Yun didn't find anything unusual, so he walked onto the blood altar and began to meditate.

"Yes!" After a while, she suddenly shouted happily, then took out the obsidian, and began to chant ancient spells according to the runes on it, only to see countless red dots suddenly flashing on the blood altar The starburst is exactly the red powder thrown by the necromancer before.

The red powder slowly gathered in front of Mu Yun. Mu Yun stretched out her right palm, and the red powder fell neatly into her palm as if with spirituality, gradually forming a pile of red powder.

Mu Yun put her small face close to the powder and observed it carefully, only to see that the powder was crystal clear and sparkling, very gorgeous, and when she sniffed it closely, there was no smell.

Mu Yun began to imitate the Necromancer, throwing red powder while chanting spells. The tone of the spells fluctuated up and down in the valley, and the echoes came from the mountains and resonated with her voice. In this way, the entire valley They all seem to be reciting ancient poetry.

"Boom!" There was a roar gradually in the valley, and the blood altar was shaking violently. After a while, a layer of purple mist slowly surged in the sky. As Mu Yun chanted the spell faster, the purple mist gradually Spinning faster, a huge purple whirlwind formed in the sky in just a few minutes.

The whirlwind circled around the Blood Sacrifice Altar, Mu Yun looked at the scene before her in shock, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, but she couldn't stop chanting the spell, one by one runes popped out of her mouth automatically.

"Woo!" The purple whirlwind whistled violently and slowly spun towards the center of the Blood Sacrifice Altar. Mu Yun only felt that his body had lost control. His whole body was as heavy as ten thousand catties, and he could not move even a single step. Mu Yun's body felt severe pain all over her body, which made her almost cry out.

Mu Yun bit her teeth, closed her eyes, and concentrated her energy. The scenes of humiliation in the past emerged in her mind. A wave of stubborn blood suddenly spewed out from her bones, instantly filling her whole body. After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes. Both eyes, full of fighting spirit, is about to have a duel with this crazy and raging purple whirlwind.

The purple whirlwind was already attached to Mu Yun's body, spinning around her petite body, heart-piercing pain came in bursts, Mu Yun endured it, the flickering eyes in his eyes became extremely terrifying, if someone was present at this time , Dang even would be intimidated by her gaze.

Mu Yun exuded a faint yellow spiritual power, fighting against the purple whirlwind. The pressure of the whirlwind was too strong, squeezing Mu Yun as if his skin was ripped apart.

"Ah!!" She finally couldn't help roaring, the dragon power in her body also exploded at this moment, the yellow spiritual power all over her body suddenly surged, and the purple whirlwind was submerged in an instant, the spiritual power was assisted by the red powder, Constantly infiltrating into the whirlwind, gradually assimilating and absorbing it.