Summon the Emperor System

Rumbling~, rumble~

Hucha! Hucha!

Outside the mysterious dragon vein gate, Zhao Hao stood in the center of the ancient cracked bluestone. In the eight directions where he was, eight terrifying storms appeared out of thin air, making the sky dark, with a sound of bursting eardrums. The sound of thunderbolt.

The terrifying force of strangulation seems to crush this world.

Zhao Hao still looked mad.

From the first step he set foot on the ancient cracked stone ground, he noticed that there was a large formation in front of the gate of the dragon veins, and he was not surprised by the sudden scenes around him, but he was still surprised.

Under the eight storms, the heavy pressure formed in the tearing aura made him feel that his body weighed tens of thousands of kilograms, and his heart was about to be squeezed to a point smaller than the eye of a needle, and he couldn't breathe even with his mouth open.

When thinking about moving forward, every step is like slow motion slowed down a hundred times, basically the same as withstanding.

Under the eight huge storms that came from frantically strangling, if Zhao Hao hadn't used his ‘gang dragon energy’ to protect his body, his body would be torn to pieces in an instant.

This forbidden land in South Vietnam seemed more difficult to break than he thought.

"Hahaha, tell you to come forward, you really dare to come forward."

"Don't you notice that this holy land is suppressed by a strong formation? Little tyrant, kill you without our hands at all. Just this ‘eight-door sword-killing formation’ can wipe you out."

"It's ridiculous, you really think I'm so easy to enter the holy land of South Vietnam?"

"Little tyrant, don't worry about staying in the golden nest of your Shenlong Nation, dare to come to my South Vietnam Nation to do what you can, go to death!"

As eight storms with the power of shaking the earth appeared on the ground, seeing that Zhao Hao was trapped in it again, the powerful men of the South Vietnam country meditating in front of the ancient bronze gate laughed.

"Eight Gate Sword Killing Formation, huh, it looks very powerful from the name."

A disdainful smile appeared on Zhao Hao's face: "Is it really amazing?"

"Dare to be mad!"

An old man with a green face and fangs shouted: "Soon, you will realize what it means to destroy the heavens and the earth, and what it means to despair in dying." This person is the second highest in Nanyue Kingdom, Zheng Dongbang, and then he shouted again: "Bamen Kill the sword formation, kill it!"

The killing formation was only triggered by Zhao Hao, and it was officially opened with Zheng Dongbang's loud shout.

Oooooooo~

Suddenly, with Zhao Hao as the center, in eight directions, east, south, west, north, northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest, a murderous sword appeared in the sky.

The vast momentum and astonishing aura were created by the Eight Sword Slayers, and the Eight Sword Slayers were the Eight Gate Sword Slayer Array.

The eight swordsmen suspended in the air, their swords pointed downward, all pointing diagonally at Zhao Hao.

The sound of bursting and drinking did not come from those strong in the South Vietnam, but from the eight-handed sword-killing.

"Qinglong casts demons!"

"The white tiger eliminates the demon!"

"Xuanwu Fengsha!"

"Suzaku kills evil!"

"The Sea of ​​Anger!"

"Shadow Bright Flower!"

"Mo Luo Gufeng!"

"Falling dust and quiet sand!"

Finally, the Eight Swords shook: "Kill!"

Eight swords turned into eight killing lights, rushing into the eight stirring storms one after another.

Booming~

Suddenly, those eight storms released an even more terrifying aura, and when they were strangling, there was a continuous sound of thunder, and the thunder in the storm was constantly shining like lightning in the dark night.

Booming~

At this moment, Zhao Hao was in a frantic chaotic movement of all directions, and the world was roaring, and eight terrifying storms, with the power of smashing the sky, strangling towards him frantically from all directions.

This amazing power is enough to tear the world to pieces, let alone all creatures.

Booming~

Eight terrifying storms of thunder and lightning combined with wind and clouds strangling from all directions, Zhao Haoru was trapped to death. Zhao Hao was secretly surprised that the power of this killing formation was equivalent to a magical skill released by his **** generals.

If he wants to crack such a terrifying killing power, unless he uses his magical skills, he uses the "Qinglian Sword Song" to kill him.

But at this moment, Zhao Hao didn't move, he didn't plan to make a move. Because he wants to save all his strength and kill those one hundred strong men in seconds!

Jun no jokes!

Now, he needs his sisters to help.

"My son, I'll help you."

Seeing that Zhao Hao is in desperate situation, the beautiful giant wings behind Huang Diewu, who has been on the mission of accompany and protect Zhao Hao, shake up, fluttering colorful skirts, beautiful long hair flying, and colorful rays of light on her body. Soar to the sky.

To crack such a fierce formation, she can only use magic skills, Diwu Nine Heavens!

"Ling'er come."

At this moment, Zhao Linger actually did it first. She can also use her magical skills if she enters the war emperor realm.

A pair of cute ponytails are tied with two snow-white hydrangea, with a blue chest pocket on top, and a white skirt underneath. She floats in the void, holding her hands in front of her chest, with smart eyes and elegant and delicate faces. Suddenly, everything became calm and extremely holy.

Like praying, the power of the five spirits continued to converge on top of her head.

Soon, there was a majestic cloud above her head.

"War God!"

The bright light was released from her eyes, and Zhao Ling'er snorted sharply. At this moment, a kind of power from the vastness of the ancient times emerged in this world. Under that great field, there were two naughty people on top of her head. The horse's tail stood up as if it had been straightened by the wind.

Buzzing~

The spirit of the five spirits in the sky above Zhao Ling'er has turned into an angry old man like a god, with white beard, white robe, and white hair. As if he was pulling freely in the gale, his angry eyes released the overwhelming power. The majestic light above the earth.

The old man without a physical body was as high as 100 meters. He raised a huge magic sword with both hands, and slashed it down in anger with the might of the sky from a height of ten thousand meters.

Under the Demon Slashing Knife, it is a vast and wild power that can smash ten thousand demons and punish demons.

boom!

Under the Demon Sword, there was a shock to the sky, and the majestic aura shrouded in the sky above Zhao Hao split into two.

boom!

Under the power of the ancient wilderness, the eight terrifying storms twisting towards Zhao Hao were like shredded pieces of paper in the sky, instantly shattered and scattered in all colors.

boom!

The power of the sky shook all directions, and an eight-handed killing sword appeared from the storm and shattered into countless pieces.

boom!

Under the Demon Slashing Knife, the ancient cracked bluestone ground in front of the Dragon Vein Gate was directly shaken into dust.

The so-called ‘Holy Land’ by a group of old guys is gone.

At this moment, the proud members of the Nanyue Kingdom, as if they were being pierced by needles, jumped up from the ground one after another, all of them rejected in shock, and their faces paled in horror.

how can that be!

The great formation of the South Vietnamese Kingdom guarding the Holy Land was broken by a little girl! No, to be precise, it was ruined!

At this moment, Zhao Hao was also surprised.

Zhao Ling'er's magical skill turned out to be to summon the great martial goddess. Her current cultivation base is not high. If her strength is super strong, the summoned martial goddess will be slashed with a magic knife, and the level of horror...

The potential of this girl is simply limitless.

If the power of the female snail can be stimulated, the war **** will be able to smash the prehistoric once!

Buzzing~

When the Demon Slashing Knife is cut down, the power has been released. The **** and demon with the power of the sky is like a cloud of smoke that has been erased by a big hand. Nothingness disappeared in this world.

The terrifying power just now seemed to have not appeared, and the whole world was still the same. The only difference is that the ‘eight-door sword-killing formation’ is no longer there.

There is also the sacred ground for cultivation in the South Vietnam Kingdom, which is gone...

"Damn."

At this time, Zhao Ling'er, who had exhausted her spiritual power, gave a tender cry, and fell from the air, her little **** fell to the ground, painful to rub her hands quickly.