First Summoner

Seeing his pitiful appearance, anyone would feel pity for him.

At this moment, a cold shout came: "A Feng, what are you doing?"

The person who spoke was Lingshen. At this moment, her face was as gloomy as water and her eyes were as sharp as knives.

After hearing the words of the spiritual god, Shen Yan, who was standing aside, wanted to pull her hand away from Feng Xingyao's warm and powerful hand, but Feng Xingyao held it tightly, as if he was afraid of losing her.

Shen Yan couldn't help but look up and looked at Feng Xingyao deeply.

What caught her eye was Feng Xingyao's extremely determined eyes. He just stared at Shen Yan, his eyes full of affection and persistence.

Then, Feng Xingyao slowly turned around and faced the Spirit God. His tone changed drastically in an instant, becoming cold and resolute: "Don't you see clearly what I am doing and understand it?"

Hearing this, the spirit stared at Feng Xingyao and said word by word: "Ah Feng, are you really going to betray me for her?"

"How can there be betrayal if there is no trust?" Feng Xingyao said in a cold tone.

"Okay, okay!" Ling Shen smiled. She stared coldly at the young man who looked like Feng Xingxiu not far away. The man tightly held the hand of the girl beside him. The two of them were wearing the same color clothes and looked extremely well matched standing together.

At this moment, she also noticed that there was an exquisite fox-shaped hairpin in the girl's hair.

The hairpin was exquisitely crafted and lifelike, especially with a faint fluctuation of divine power attached to it.

It goes without saying that this must have been done by Feng Xingyao.

Thinking of this, the anger in Lingshen's heart grew stronger.

"Since you don't care about the people of this world, then this God will also..."

Just when she was about to say something harsh, Feng Xingyao spoke up.

"He still has a trace of soul left. If you want to see him, don't act rashly."

Hearing this, Lingshen's face suddenly changed, and a myriad of emotions surged in her heart. Her eyes couldn't help but become moist. She stared at Feng Xingyao, "Are you telling the truth?!"

Feng Xingyao said calmly: "If you choose to believe it, then it is true."

Ling Shen's heart was in turmoil, with both excitement and doubt. Finally, she stared at Feng Xingyao and threatened in a cold voice: "If you dare to deceive me, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

After saying that, she glanced at Shen Yan.

The implication is very obvious.

"Take me to see him." The spiritual god was anxious and could not wait any longer, so she directly asked Feng Xingyao.

"Now is not the time."

"Why?"

"because……"

Before Feng Xingyao finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed. He quickly put his arms around Shen Yan's waist, held her in his arms, and quickly slipped away.

There was a loud bang, and the huge impact force made everyone take a few steps back.

The next moment, an unusually strong fishy-sweet smell reached everyone's nose, causing them to shudder all over and instinctively look in the direction where the smell came from.

I saw that Feng Xingyao's arm was scratched, and the smell came from his wound.

When everyone saw this, they were moved.

They remembered the rumor.

at the same time--

The white-robed man at the head took off his mask, revealing his true face.

He sneered, "Feng Xingyao, you got this body of flesh and blood because you stole the secrets of heaven. Now, don't you think you should repay the karma you owe to the people of the world?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his arms and shouted loudly: "Today, this God extends a sincere invitation to you all. Let us share this heavenly blood and heavenly flesh together!"

After saying that, he slowly turned his head, and his sight swept across the group of people in white robes below like lightning. When these people in white robes finally saw his face clearly, their faces changed drastically, and their shock was beyond words.

Among them, the most shocked person was Nie Xun.

He looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, muttering to himself: "Master... Master... How could it be you?"

When the man heard Nie Xun's call, he turned around, a kind smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Xun'er, your performance during this period is indeed quite outstanding. Your teacher is very pleased with this."

Nie Xun staggered back two steps as if struck by lightning.

His heart was filled with despair and pain, unable to accept what was happening before his eyes. In extreme chaos and confusion, he subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of Shen Yan.

At this moment, he happened to meet Shen Yan's eyes that were as cold as stars.

Faced with such a sharp gaze, Nie Xun only felt his throat dry, and his lips moved slightly involuntarily, wanting to open his mouth to defend himself.

But in the end, he found that he had no idea where to start.

Why are things like this?

"The Divine Master Fan Lie!" Lingshen also recognized this person, and she frowned unhappily.

Fan Lie, the god, smiled softly, "Lord Spirit God, don't you hate Feng Xingyao the most? Why don't you join forces with us and kill Feng Xingyao?"

Hearing this, the Spirit God's face darkened and he said in a cold voice: "When is it your turn to interfere in my affairs? Don't think that you can influence my thoughts just because you have some ability!"

After saying this, she swept her sharp eyes over everyone present, and an invisible pressure instantly spread.

"With this God here, if you dare to touch a hair of the Demon Race Lord, I will make you turn into ashes and your souls will be scattered!"

The voice of the Spirit God was cold and majestic, like thunder from the sky, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

As soon as these words were spoken, those guys who had originally had evil intentions and were ready to make moves immediately restrained themselves a lot.

However, the god Fan Lie smiled indifferently and said slowly: "Spirit God, do you think I am afraid of you? I am afraid you don't know that Spirit God is only strong on the outside but weak on the inside!"

Before anyone could think about these words, a purple figure suddenly appeared and slashed at the God Fan Lie with a sword.

Boom boom boom——

The two powerful forces collided suddenly, shaking the entire space like a spider web.

Those practitioners with low cultivation base were suddenly shocked and seriously injured by this powerful impact.

"Ah ah ah..."

At the same time, while protecting themselves, Nie Xun and Shen Ce anxiously looked at the direction where Shen Yan was, but found that she was gone.

Both of them felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

The spiritual god discovered that Shen Yan was moving quickly in a certain direction. She rushed towards the hurricane and swung her sword with a determined look to cut the rope in the void.

Clang——

In an instant, the Shura friends who were hanging in the air fell down.

"Nine turns, collect!"

She gave a clear shout.

The moment he finished speaking, the Nine Revolutions Demon Suppression Tower quickly grew larger, taking all of Shura's unconscious friends into the tower.

"It's the Nine-Turn Demon-Suppressing Tower!" After someone saw the black ancient tower floating in the air, his eyes widened in shock.