Summon the Emperor System

The iron clothes resist the moraine rain and the rustle, and the thunder on the drums of war is by virtue.

"Boom boom boom!"

Above the clouds, there is a magnificent battle platform, a giant drum, and a heroic female player, constantly beating the drum.

Playing music: Can greatly increase one's morale and fighting spirit.

"Om—"

Under the sound of the war drums, the power of the vast sky released by the eight emperors and the nine sons of the emperor suddenly increased again.

"Buzz!"

The coercion released by the two Zhentian formations continued to suppress Xiangtian Palace.

"puff……"

"puff……"

"puff……"

At this moment, in the heavenly palace, all the great immortals, great gods, and many American and Japanese superheroes are spraying blood.

This time, even the master of a realm like the Jade Emperor couldn't resist it anymore. The Bazhang Jin body trembled violently, his expression was bitter, and a mouthful of golden blood shot out from his mouth.

"Wow!"

As the blood spurted, all the strong men staggered and sat on the ground.

The Heavenly Formation of the Nine Emperors of Heaven and the Heavenly Formation of the Eight Emperors of the Ages were originally heavenly formations that could suppress the gods and suppress demons. Zhuge Liang's "Qimen Bagua" fell into various negative attributes, and now another Liang Hongyu's "playing music" has once again greatly increased the power of the two formations. With the two great formations constantly being strengthened and their strengths weakened, the strong can no longer support them.

Under forcibly suppressed, all the strong men who fell to the ground could no longer take the initiative. They all sat cross-legged on the ground passively, offering their true strength bodyguards, and resisting the endless mighty power.

Suddenly...

The power of the vast sky of the two towns continued to suppress.

The divine powers of the strong fight stubbornly.

"Buzzing..."

Under the friction of the two forces, the whole heaven and earth are humming, and the whole heaven is in throbbing like a bee shaking its wings.

Seeing this, a sneer appeared on Zhao Hao's face.

The whole scene seemed to be in his hands.

"Unsteady?"

Zhao Hao looked at the strong and sneered: "Then, let you sit unsteadily even when you sit." Again, he waved his sleeves.

With this wave of his sleeves, a large group of gods and superheroes sitting in the palace gritted their teeth to resist the suppression of the mighty power, all trembled in their hearts.

I...grass! ...Nima...

Again!

and also!

A mighty and unyielding general has already stood beside Zhao Hao. He is eight feet tall, with extraordinary craftsmanship, and no anger or prestige.

Yue Fei appeared.

"The Emperor of Heaven."

Yue Fei glanced at Tiangong lightly: "Our strength seems to be enough to suppress them."

"Suppression is not enough."

Zhao Hao said in a leisurely tone: "What the emperor wants is to squeeze them down, squeeze them, and squeeze them out.

"Hiss..." The strong people in the heavenly palace took a breath.

For a time, the body trembled, and the heart trembled.

In the distance, Xue Tianyao, standing in the void, looked at Zhao Hao wearing a golden mask, and a pair of ice and snow pupils revealed a bit of mystery.

With a posture of overriding all living beings, pressing the power of the gods in the palm of her hand, tyrannical and overbearing, this person really shocked her. What kind of face is under that mask?

"Under the suppression, fear has risen in their hearts, so let their defenses completely collapse." Yue Fei stood proudly in the void, his expression suddenly becoming tragic.

Suddenly, the whole person released an aura of broken mountains and rivers, grief and indignation.

Compassion, the breath of anger, permeated the world.

"Man Jianghong, full of anger!"

Yue Fei opened his mouth abruptly, like the anger of the sky, the cry of the sky, and his voice was full of heart-piercing anger and grief.

"Furious, lean on the railing, rest in the rain. Look up, look up to the sky and roar, magnificent and fierce. Thirty fame of dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Do not wait for leisure, white youth, empty and sorrowful!"

A word, a sentence, turned into a sorrowful cry from the sky, like a torrent of anger flooding both ears, running and echoing in the human brain.

Yue Feihu’s eyes were tearful: "Jingkang shame, still not snow. The ministers hate, when will they die! Driving a long car, stepping through the Helan Mountains. Aspirations hungry for the meat of the Hulu, laughing and drinking the blood of the Huns. Heavenly Que."

"Jing Kang shame, still not snow."

"The minister hates, when will it be destroyed!"

The sky was angry, the earth cried, and the voice was between the sky and the earth, refusing constantly.

"Om—"

Under the sound of compassion, everyone in the heavenly palace was filled with grief and anger, and tears filled their eyes.

"Wow……"

The Jade Emperor looked up to the sky with three thousand immortals and cried.

"Wow……"

Kato Taka and Fakyo are crying like old friends who are embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Wow……"

Numerous superheroes from the United States and Japan beat their chests and cry.

Seeing this, Zhao Hao was also shocked.

Damn it! That's all right.

What kind of power is this?

It stands to reason that where little Japanese devils and Yankees can understand the profound and profound Chinese ancient poems, where can they experience the sadness, anger, and patriotism contained in this poem. But the power of magical skills is so powerful and magical.

The infectious power, the infectious power of sorrow! Under Yue Fei's voice, without knowing the meaning of poetry, the tragic picture of the absence of the country and the death of his wife and children will naturally appear in everyone's hearts.

Man Jianghong can make the enemy feel sad, throw away his sword, and cry while looking at the sky.

Yue Fei's magical skills can be called abnormal.

"puff……"

"puff……"

"puff……"

Under crying, unable to hold Yuan Guiyi and stick to it, all the strong men sitting cross-legged in the heavenly palace spurted blood again under uneasiness.

As a result, unable to persist and resist the mighty power of the two heavenly formations, a large group of powerful men fell into the heavenly palace in various positions, covering the whole floor.

"Hungry to eat the Hulu meat, laugh and talk thirst for the blood of the Huns, it's a song full of red."

Zhao Hao clapped his hands and praised: "It is worthy of being the Yue Wumu who has been admired for generations." Seeing the gods and superheroes lying all over the floor, there was a burst of violent in his heart. These people, but the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, But Superman, Iron Man, and Hulk are all lying at his feet right now. How can this make him feel unfulfilled in his heart?

Under Zhao Hao's endless repression, all the strong went from shock and horror, to panic, to panic and fear.

Today, they must have met a super cosmic god.

The person with the golden mask was obviously unkind. Next, he was afraid that he would make even more dare not think about it.

"Quack!"

Lying on the ground, Taka Kato forcibly let out a wicked smile, showing an unscrupulous face, vomiting blood and said: "Brother, you are too powerful, beg to let me go. I would kowtow to confess my guilt, and then take my people away. "

"Big Brother?"

Zhao Hao laughed and said, "Little devil, I'm sorry, this emperor doesn't agree with this'big brother'." Pointing to Fakyo, "Your big brother is him."