City Summoning System

Chapter 436: Reversing the unfavorable opportunity ([-])

Chapter 489: Opportunity to reverse the disadvantage ([-])

Among the vast mountains, the lush leaves sway with the wind.

A slightly illusory pale yellow light rose from the ground.

With the appearance of the yellow light, it seemed that the wind in the sky was stilled, and the swaying treetops calmed down instantly.

The space rippled like the surface of water.

Then, in a small clearing in the middle of the woods.

A small black dot appeared in midair.

The black spot expanded rapidly, turning into a black vortex more than two meters high.

The surrounding ground, leaves, flowers and plants were all pulled in, crushed into fine powder by invisible pressure.

But not long after, an arm first stretched out from the black vortex.

Even if it's just half of an arm, it actually makes people feel a charming impulse.

The five fingers are slender and rosy, like a work of art carved by God himself.

Then, there were round shoulders, delicate collarbones, and a beautiful face as big as a palm.

There is no pointed chin, not an oval face, but a round chin, with an oval face, curved willow eyebrows, and the sea of ​​stars seems to be hidden in the beautiful eyes.

There is a touch of unconcealable charm in the handsome and beautiful.

Not long after, the woman's whole body jumped out of the black vortex.

With long hair that reaches the bend of the calf, she is tall and tall with slender and straight legs. She is wearing a large white short-sleeved shirt, which barely covers the woman's upturned buttocks.

The snow-white legs reflected the crystal light in the sun.

A trace of confusion first flashed in the woman's eyes.

Then he clenched his fists and stretched.

"Ah~"

A charming and soft moan came from her mouth.

"Really, I was out early."

The woman pouted dissatisfiedly, looked at the black vortex that was gradually joining forces behind her, and waved her pink fist.

"Damn Zhang Lin, didn't he rely on the unicorn knife given by his family. He actually broke my favorite broken star gem!"

"You wait for me!"

"Wait for you to come out, I want you to look good!"

As she spoke, the woman's petite feet lightly stepped on the grass.

The whole person soared into the air in an instant, and in the midair, as if stepping on an invisible staircase, he quickly moved in one direction.

In place, leaving the woman whispering thoughtfully.

"I've been away for seven or eight years, and I don't know how that girl Xiaozhu is doing?"

"Still missing her"

"Haha, let me introduce you to shopping for clothes."

The battle between the strong is often won or lost in an instant.

But this moment of deciding the winner is so difficult to judge.

For a full day and night, the sun rises and the moon sets, and then the moon and stars thin.

Shi Shangfei and the old monk of Shaolin Temple never stopped fighting, but the power of the two never stopped.

The knife in Shi Shangfei's hand was already full of cracks, as if it might shatter at any moment, bursts of cold and evil energy radiated from his body, and the places he stepped on all turned yellow and burnt black.

It's like being corroded by sulfuric acid.

"Old bald donkey, it seems that your Buddha is about to be unable to protect you!"

Shi Shangfei laughed ferociously, and he was suddenly slapped away by a dim Buddha palm while he was in mid-air. The long knife in his hand instantly shattered, sending fragments flying everywhere.

"Amitabha, the Buddha is in the heart, the Buddha is invincible."

Shi Shangfei rolled a few times on the ground, and his aura became even colder and madder.

"Hahahaha, what a Buddha is invincible in his heart."

"I want to see how long that bullshit Buddha of yours can protect you?!"

Shi Shangfei roared, his body swelled suddenly, and strange purple lines appeared on his face.

The pupils suddenly turned red, full of tyranny.

"Old bald donkey, die for me!"

Bang!
At this moment, the ground under Shi Shangfei's body sank downwards, as if a gust of wind was blowing up, tearing up the surrounding land and flying it away.

At this time, the Shaolin Temple has been shrouded in deathly silence and solemnity, without the vitality of the past. The huge Shaolin is now as quiet as a ghost temple.

The long knives that were shattered all over the ground were casually drawn by the rich purple air, as if they had been given a strong kinetic energy, they cut through the air one by one, and shot towards the old monk.

The low and sharp sound of breaking wind resounded all around, and the air seemed to be cut open.

The Buddha behind the old monk suddenly burst into a strong golden light, and a great righteousness burst out from the old monk.

The golden light in the old monk's eyes reached an unprecedented brilliance, and the mighty suppressive spirit was also unprecedentedly powerful.

The purple-black vigor attached to the fragments of the long knife was extinguished by the golden light in an instant.

When Shi Shangfei saw this, not only was he not discouraged, but he laughed triumphantly.

"Old guy, you should die when you deserve to die!"

The figure disappeared instantly.

In the next moment, a Qi Jin surrounded by a rich purple-black Qi fought with the old monk.

The golden glow and the purple light interweave, thinking about shooting away in all directions.

The ground that was already unbearable became even more dilapidated at this time, large areas were broken, the ground cracked, and the courtyard wall of Shaolin Temple was washed away.

The old monk's previous solemn aura gradually weakened.

Every move was no longer as smooth as flowing clouds and water, like a machine with a broken clockwork, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

The Buddha behind him became even more bleak, as if it would break at any moment.

"Did you ever think back then that there is reincarnation in the way of heaven?!"

Shi Shangfei roared angrily, and directly resisted the old monk with a desperate blow, which was imprinted on his chest, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, but the madness in Shi Shangfei's eyes became more and more intense.

boom!
A palm, packed with cold and violent energy, struck hard on the old monk's head.

In an instant, the Buddha shattered, and the old monk had obviously never practiced Iron Head Kungfu.

Therefore, in an instant, it burst like a watermelon.

Red and white things scattered around, Shi Shangfei panted violently, looking at the old monk's headless corpse, the crimson color in his eyes gradually receded.

In those clear black eyes, a gleam of pleasure and a ray of bewilderment flashed across.

Very cool!

The bloody revenge has been avenged, and now he just feels empty-headed.

It seemed that he could no longer find the attachment he had in the past.

His wish was fulfilled, what else did he need to do?

He stood up slowly, coughed twice, and covered his chest with one hand.

There, he was hit by the palm of the old bald donkey. At this time, the pure energy has penetrated into the body, and the pain is like a thousand cuts.

Look around.

The great Shaolin was wasted.

Dozens of sprightly figures flew towards Shi Shang from all directions.

"Hall Master, all Shaolin disciples have been beheaded!"

"Hall Master, Qiu Chaoran has already left, should we arrange someone to kill him?"

"Hallmaster."

"Hallmaster."

Shi Shangfei waved his hands tiredly, his voice hoarse.

"Go back to Nether Palace first."

"Moy, take your brother who is still capable of fighting to Longhu Mountain and help the old man Qijue."

"Yes, Hall Master!"

Moy cupped his fists respectfully, and immediately backed away, gathered his hands, and headed towards Longhu Mountain.

Shi Shangfei, on the other hand, was alone, walking slowly along the cliffs of the mountains and forests towards the Nether Palace.

When he passed through a group of mountains, his expression suddenly changed.

The figure flashed, restrained his breath, and hid behind a huge rock halfway up the mountain.

The terrain here is very strange, with a large open space in the middle, surrounded by towering mountains.

Therefore, Shi Shangfei hid behind a boulder, and after restraining his breath, no one would find him at all.

In Shi Shangfei's eyes, he only saw the open space.

A strong wind whipped up without warning, and then, a thin figure stumbled out of a black whirlpool.

It was a young man in tattered clothes who looked extremely embarrassed.

The man's arms were tied with blood-stained bandages, he was breathing heavily, and he was limping when he walked. He carried a strangely shaped long sword on his back, and blood was constantly spilling out from his lower abdomen. .

Shi Shangfei narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the black vortex that was gradually disappearing in the open space, his expression was indifferent.

He worked hard, attached to both ears, and started eavesdropping.

This eavesdropping really let Shi Shangfei hear some news.

The young man's eyes are a little different from ordinary people's. The whites of his eyes occupy the majority, but the pupils are just a small circle. It looks a little eerie, like a human-shaped poisonous snake.

I saw the young man licking the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Buddha."

"What a powerful Buddha!"

"You dare to treat me like an ant. When you come out, I will kill you!"

Pooh!
As he spoke, the young man spit out a mouthful of blood-foamed saliva.

Then, I just took two steps.

The young man felt a breeze blowing behind his head.

The young man's heart suddenly rang out, and he stretched his hand behind him suddenly, and just as he drew his sword, he heard Shi Shangfei's joking voice.

"Boy, don't worry, it's not too late for us to talk first before taking action."

Afterwards, the young man only felt a pain in his head, and then completely lost consciousness.

Jiangnan, Secret Service.

In the office of the headquarters, Xue Ze's face was a little pale, his breath was a little sluggish, one hand was hanging in front of him, and the other hand was flipping through several documents in front of him.

The table is very simple, with a cup of tea, a pen, and a small fish tank.

Xue Ze looked at the document, frowning, feeling a little irritable.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Xue Ze put the document aside, rubbed his swollen eyebrows, and took a sip of tea.

Pushing open the door, a young girl in the shape of Pin Ting walked in.

The girl was quite handsome, and she was holding a teapot in her hand.

"Minister, I'm still looking at the documents."

Xue Ze nodded.

"Xiaowan, what's the matter?"

The girl named Xiaowan laughed lightly, poured tea for Xue Ze, and said, "I'll pour tea for you, minister."

Smiling and laughing, Xiaowan's face climbed a ray of sadness again.

"Hey, these damn devil guys, I don't know when they will be big. I don't even dare to go shopping now."

Xue Ze smiled bitterly, and then comforted: "Don't worry, they won't be able to bounce around for a few days."

Why doesn't he know Xiao Wan's mood?
Now Jiangnan, headed by the magic palace, is extremely rampant. No matter who it is, as long as it is an ancient warrior, once it is met by someone from the fantasy palace, it will be taken away by confusion, and then the kidnapped ancient warrior will die lost track.

It made everyone in the Secret Service feel terrified.

For those with low strength, the people from Huangong will send disciples with low strength to perform illusions, and those with high strength will naturally have senior disciples from Huangong. Therefore, until now, no one from Huangong has ever missed a single shot.

As for those who disappeared, who knows?
Xiaowan put away the teapot and walked towards the door. As if she had thought of something, she suddenly asked curiously: "Hey, Minister, you said, if we keep guarding like this, that's not an option. Do we have any future plans?" Hands?"

Xue Ze held the teacup halfway, and paused.

Then, he looked at Xiaowan with strange eyes.

With a smile on his face.

Xiao Wan was a little flustered by Xue Ze's stare, she hurriedly left with her head down.

Hearing the sound of footsteps drifting away, Xue Ze's face gradually turned cold.

Glancing at the still steaming tea, he snorted coldly and put it aside.

"These guys are getting more and more arrogant."

"Do you really think that if I, Xue Ze, don't take action, it's just a decoration?"

"Hmph, that Xue Ze is called the head of the Secret Service Department, but he is actually just a decoration. That guy fought with Jiang Han, and it is said that he was forced to cut off one of his arms."

Hu Xiaoyuan tilted her round and fair long legs, and gave a soft snort of disdain.

"Ha, is it so explosive?!"

A stunning woman with a small excited face was sitting opposite Hu Xiaoyuan, holding a pink fist.

"Xiao Yuan, keep talking!"

"I've been walking for so long, I'm bored to death"

"Coming out of that mountain nook, I feel almost out of touch with the times!"

The stunning woman said while complaining.

Hu Xiaoyuan looked at the woman with a strange face, and said.

"I said, Xu Nianzhu, is your brain broken from cultivation?"

"Eh?!"

Xu Nianzhu widened his moist eyes, tilted his head, looked at Hu Xiaoyuan, and called softly, his soft black hair fell down his shoulders.

The corner of Hu Xiaoyuan's mouth twitched.

He covered his face with a look of shame.

"You bastard is hopeless."

"Hee hee, sister Xiao Yuan, don't say that, tell me about the past few years."

Xu Nianzhu giggled, ran behind Hu Xiaoyuan, and rubbed her fragrant shoulders flatteringly.

Hu Xiaoyuan patted the back of Xu Nianzhu's white and tender hand angrily.

"I really can't help you."

"Okay, okay, I'll just tell you, go away quickly, there's no one right."

"hey-hey."

Xu Nianzhu smiled embarrassedly, returned to his original position and sat down.

Looks like a good baby.

Looking at Xu Nianzhu's collagen-filled face, Hu Xiaoyuan's eyes flashed with envy, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"It's still the faces of you young people who look natural and beautiful, much better than mine."

"Miss Xiaoyuan, don't belittle yourself so presumptuously. With your current looks, you will be sure to have a lot of men chasing you!"

"Go, go, why haven't you changed your temperament at all in the past few years?"

"Oh, isn't he still the same person after changing back and forth?"

"By the way, why did you come out early?"

"Stop talking, I'm so annoying."

(End of this chapter)