Summoner of Nightmares

162. Chapter 162 summon 1

Chapter 162 summon 1

Get out of the dream, Lin Sheng's hands are still shaking.

He walked straight from bed, sat on the edge, and his hands were like cramp, and he couldn't stop and tremble.

It's like there's some kind of backlog in the chest, it's sweeping, pressuring, it's like balloons are likely to explode at any time.

Huh?

Lin Sheng took a deep shot at a deep breath and then threw it out a few times slowly.

That's what he didn't know from before, and it was a little trick to regulate emotional breathing.

The effect is unexpected.

After a few consecutive times, his emotions stabilized slightly and his hands were no longer shaking.

“To absorb this soul residue, it's a little depressed…"

In the dark, Lin Sheng stood up, used to walk to the desk, extract a secret notebook from the drawer, and turn it over.

He has documented a significant turnaround of his own.

After learning Demonic Spirits, he began to use the Demonic Spirits alphabetical, Ancient Rennes language and Hammond spelling to make a proportional mixture.

After such encryption, there is no doubt that the security brought. The bad thing, however, is that a short message will be expanded to twice the length of the original.

The lights were opened.

Lin Sheng sat under the lights, picked up the pen and started writing the sand fast book.

After recording all the information, he went back to bed, lying down and so began thinking about Ash Seal.

Sanctuary Ash Seal is full, and now he meditates the second Ash Seal, yelling.

And under his sensation, there was a little sense of anger.

After a while of meditation, Lin Sheng's heart has slowly stabilized.

Once again, he stagnated and began to collate a lot of meaningless information that had just been absorbed.

Cardula's crumbling memory is not much. There's really substantive information, just a little bit.

From the memory, Lin Sheng probably knows the part of Cardula's life.

It was born to be deformed and then abandoned.

No one is willing to raise, and it is treated as a monster, and it's picked up as a little dealer, and it's pulled around, until it's finally discovered.

As to how Cardula got the capacity, how to get into the elf, there's no such memory.

The only information that still exists is a white old man wearing a yellow legal robe, without an arm.

Old man's name is Xig.

“Xig…It was him, the guy who created the devil…It is also the culprit of the evil that has caused the jinn to be completely contaminated. "

Lin Sheng is heartfelt.

The souls of a thousand arms face are too bad to be completely eliminated so long after he left the dream.

Lin Sheng was lying like that, and meditating, and then cleaning Memory Fragments, while rest.

Somehow, the sky is getting ashamed out there.

It's not easy. He waits for a little better, and then he gets up and packs up all kinds of things.

And swiftly put on a loose suit, and find a little bit of the mature eggs before they eat.

He can't wait anymore.

“If a thousand arms face can really summon out…Then the impact on the current situation will be unprecedented! ”

At least Redwing Provincial Level's military side, Iron Fist will always be extremely sceptical.

In the absence of a conflict of direct interest, the Redwing probability will not easily induce the Iron Fist General Assembly, which is not known.

Lin Sheng doesn't know what level of strength a thousand arms face is, but it's far stronger than he is now.

After he wore it, he left a note, pulled the security door out, and calm down in the stairs for a while.

Now, his hand will tremble suddenly, just a little bit without attention.

It's like the nerve has something to do with the aftermath. The body is in a tight state without consciousness.

Lin Sheng has a hidden feeling that this should be too many souls absorbed by the soul for some time, leading to some negligence, and that his own soul has been affected by Cardula.

So special phenomena have arisen.

He has not taken the floor, and this phenomenon is not a minority of his mysterious memories, and it can be naturally eliminated only if he insists on practising Saint Force for some time.

Saint Force is the hegemonic force that can eliminate all the mischief of the soul.

More than six o'clock in the morning, Huaisha, like a cold beauty just wearing a blue veil, slowed down a little while losing the last line of defense under a sea wind and wave raid.

Lin Sheng was riding on a bike, all the way to the deep mountains off the outskirts.

There are hidden eyewitnesses outside the subdistrict who want to follow, and he sends black feathers Swordsman crows, loose.

He now has only one black feather Swordsman, two heavy armoured dungeons. Brutal Sacred Guardian and other summon organisms were dead and were not going back to summon.

Lin Sheng intends to leave as many spiritual spaces as possible to this thousand arms face.

Thousands of arms face Cardula is far more powerful than he himself, so he doesn't know how much souls he needs in order to afford the existence of this monster.

There will always be no problem with the reservation as much as possible.

Sweet.

A bike wheel to brake.

Lin Sheng, a black uniform, turned down from the car, raised a deep blue backpack full of material, and walked on the mountain.

His footsteps are very fast. Almost one step is two steps for normal people.

Not many times, through farmland, drilling into the forest, walking up the slope. An old abandoned temple, in front of Lin Sheng.

The temple seems to have been rehabilitated in the near future, and the broken and vertical doors have been re-loaded.

The grass on the ground, the moss on the front stage of the door, were torn from something.

Lin Sheng pushed into the middle yard with a book bag.

The roots in the yard, which had been naked out of the surface, were also cut off by hard-world, before the dense weed spread, and no trace was made. Save a lot of empty land.

Lin Sheng walked into the air and stretched his hand to a ring.

On top of the head, a black crow was singled out, and then began to circle around the entire temple.

The black feather Swordsman crows began to patrol around the temple, along with another heavy armoured soldier.

As for a heavy armoured soldier, Lin Sheng was sent to protect his family.

After all this, he put down his bag and started to extract painted plastic paper and materials quickly.

He has little time, and Redwing will certainly act once he finds out that he's out of control. So he had to finish ceremony as quickly as possible in order to prevent a lot of nightmares.

hua la.

Lin Sheng will paint plastic paper full of summon ceremony maps and pave it to the ground.

Then the skilled start put the same material in their respective positions, and the rest of the material is good, and it is absolutely enough for Iron Fist Assembly to be supported.

It's just gold and silver powder, and at least three summon.

“We have to get some new materials. Iron Fist Assembly's profit is no good, and only if I prepare other materials, most of the funds for the activities that have been accounted for have been eliminated. "Lin Sheng has some sentiments.

The last pan, he poured into the filter of pure water.

Then the flashlights will be lightened with a fire.

The water in the bottom pan has also begun to boiling up in the flames flowing up.

Lin Sheng has been bleeding up all the dirty materials, wrapped up a spoon and poured it down into the pot.

“Let's go…”

Put the last living white spider in the bottom of the pot.

“mu, ba, en, di, yu, yi…"A strange music festival began to spill out of Lin Sheng's mouth.

Soon, the cow lights came out of white smoke, started to fly life to the bottom of the pot, and then drilled in quickly.

The fluids in the pot are starting to heat up silk tattoos, accompanied by wave tattoos, and a large litter of white gasoline.

Huh?

Thousands of white gasoline, like fog, are swiftly pointing around Lin Sheng, surrounded, surrounded, covered.

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