Chapter 930 The Call of the Ancients
Young Master Long lay on the cold lake for a while, feeling a little bored.
In my heart, I unconsciously thought of He Naizi's beautiful face and her words that she also liked him, which I couldn't get rid of.
Could it be that this foreign lady really has a crush on me?
What does she see in herself?
Is it his false identity or his passionate confession?
The cold lake surface calmed Mr. Long down.
Suddenly I remembered that He Naizi ran away at full speed without hesitation and had no determination to defend the enemy with him. He must be an actor as well.
Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, we are all in the same camp.
If you look at it from this perspective, it's really a bit of fate.
I don't know what kind of punishment she will receive after being caught. Will she be rewarded as his wife because of her heroic cooperation?
Thinking of this, Young Master Long laughed unconsciously and looked towards the battlefield.
After He Naizi was trapped by the magic circle, she was faced with all kinds of divine power transformed into swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes and hooks, endlessly from all directions.
If you want to rely solely on your skills to dodge, you can't do it. It's not that He Naizi's skills are not good enough, it's mainly because he hasn't sobered up yet and his reactions are relatively slow.
If you really can't escape, you can only rely on your body's defense to resist. A seemingly ordinary short skirt has amazing defensive power. It should also be a magic weapon of Shintoism.
No matter how small a place he came from, He Naiko was also a Shinto leader, and it was unrealistic to not have a few magic weapons to protect himself.
Today's trap was set by Yu Santiao, but the manipulators were Huang Ping and Guan Huilan. After all, Yu Santiao's savage man circle kicking formation was a bit tricky to deal with He Naizi.
Huang Ping wanted to end the battle quickly, so he relied on his divine power to activate the magic circle.
However, after the trap was activated, He Naizi was not in vain. It was not enough to rely solely on magical power to transform attacks.
"Huilan, return to your seat and enter."
"The earth's comet has returned to its place, please call upon Dharmakaya."
Without any hesitation, Guan Huilan responded and summoned the Dharma God. The five-six-meter-tall God Dharma form with two sledgehammers in both hands took shape instantly. He came to He Naizi in one step and started smashing the hammer.
The Dharma weapon and the weapon transformed by divine power are completely different things. He Naizi couldn't dodge and tried to resist, but Guan Huilan knocked him down and fell to the ground.
After succeeding with one strike, Guan Huilan was a little disappointed.
It's so shameless. When can I realize my desire to get injured at work?
Do you want to put some water yourself?
A little hesitation in his mind gave He Naizi a chance to fight back.
He Naizi took out a black leather tambourine from nowhere and kept beating it according to a unique rhythm.
The black leather drum was not very big, and was tied with colorful ribbons. As He Naizi played, a black figure continued to take shape, turning into a strong man about five or six meters tall, wearing an evil ghost mask and waving He fought with Guan Huilan's Faxiang with a rough stick.
Two tall figures, one white and one black, were actually fighting at an equal level, and each other was very anxious. This made Huang Ping a little surprised.
Why can this Shinto leader summon such a powerful soul?
Looking at this technique, it looks a bit like shamanism’s way of inviting gods?
Moreover, the ancestor gods were invited.
Could it be that the predecessor of Shintoism was shamanism that was exiled overseas?
"Are you a shaman?"
He Naizi, who kept beating the drum, ignored Huang Ping.
What's the use of saying anything after it's been beaten like this?
Besides, there is no need to tell outsiders whether it is shamanism or not.
After the initial panic, He Naizi calmed down and it seemed that the troops besieging him were not elite troops.
If it was just the level in front of me, I still wouldn't be afraid. Besides, there was Baqi in the dark. He Naizi, who had regained his fighting rhythm, began to swing the black leather drum continuously while beating the drum. It turned out that there was a ring of copper coins on the inner layer of the drum, which made a metallic collision sound with the swing.
A giant black wolf also continued to take shape, and finally turned into a figure of five or six meters tall, and pounced on Guan Huilan's statue.
One-on-one, Guan Huilan does not lose, but one-on-two, it is a bit difficult.
"Captain, I can't stand it any more, so you should get out too."
Huang Ping actually didn't ask Guan Huilan for help, he was already ready to die.
I knew it would be a fierce battle today, but I didn't expect it to be so fierce from the beginning.
"The earth star has returned to its position, please ask for your blessing."
After Huang Ping's god Dharma entered the scene with his double whip, the situation was completely different.
After all, Huang Ping was a little stronger than Guan Huilan, and the black giant wolf was a little weaker than the strong man.
Facing one another, Master Huang Ping quickly dispersed the giant black wolf and tortured the strong masked man two on one.
He Naizi took a look and realized that this wasn't working. He had summoned everything he could summon, and it was obviously not working.
I kept asking Baqi for help in my heart, but there was no news from Baqi. He seemed to be in some unknown state and was unable to provide any help.
When He Naizi was anxious, the strong masked man was knocked down by Guan Huilan, and Huang Pingfa whipped He Naizi with his whip.
The powerful steel whip of two to three meters hit too wide. He Naizi couldn't dodge and was whipped into the air by the whip. He vomited blood at the mouth and was about to see it all.
After flying up, He Naizi saw Mr. Long lying on the ground in the distance.
Why wasn't he attacked?
Didn't you say that he helped me hold off the enemy?
Could it be that he has been crippled in one face-to-face encounter?
"Long Sang, save me"
If there are no dates, let’s hit the pole. He Naizi tentatively asked for help.
Mr. Long was quite comfortable eating melon in the auditorium, but when Leng Ding was called by He Naizi, he panicked, stood up and ran away.
Helpless, the ice surface was very slippery, and the ice surface with snow was even more slippery. As soon as Long Shao stood up together, he was just like a dog chewing shit, and his nose was hit so hard that blood flowed all over the floor.
He Naizi was puzzled when he saw Master Long's movements. What kind of trick was this?
Even after he landed, he was vomiting blood and still trying to figure out what kind of trouble a young talent like Mr. Long was going to make with such a funny pose.
Before he could figure it out, he saw something strange happening on the blood-stained ice.
Golden ancient runes continued to emerge, covering the entire ice surface of Taiqinggou, as if chants from ancient times were lingering on the ice.
He Naizi stared at the blood on the ground and was overjoyed.
This is the call of ancient times, this is the awakening of blood, this is the blessing of ancestors.
Huang Ping and his group were also stunned. The energy, which was obviously different from divine power, dispelled the trap they had set in an instant.
The strong masked man who was originally knocked down suddenly grew several dozen meters taller, easily shattering Huang Ping's and his group's Dharma images, and sending Huang Ping and his group flying away.
Flying in the air, Huang Ping's last impression was that it was over, it was completely over this time, and then he passed out.
Guan Huilan and Yu Santiao were different. They fainted with laughter. Work-related injuries and early retirement seemed to be promising.
(End of chapter)