My Summoner Can Learn Skills

"The High Priest of the Golden Tent Royal Court!"

The corner of Lu Qingchen's mouth was bitter. The high priest was a strong man cultivated by the prairie barbarians in order to compete with the Central Plains practitioners.

There are a total of more than a dozen people, each of whom has the ability to know fate in the fifth realm!

Although it's just a lower realm of knowing fate, it's definitely not something that Dong Xuan, the fourth realm, can compete with.

Chen Gou, who had been looking at the dog's tail grass all the time, as if he didn't care about the fighting outside, could not help looking over with a little surprise.

Because in his memory, the only people who chased and killed Li Yu were lightly armored men and middle-aged scholars, all of whom were sent by Xiahou, and there was no high priest of the Golden Tent Royal Court.

But now, a high priest from the fifth realm appeared.

This can only show that due to the arrival of Chen Gou, the fate of this world has quietly changed.

However, this change made Li Yu almost desperate.

High Priest Zhiming, let alone one Lu Qingchen, even ten would not be enough.

So, isn't she at the end of her rope?

"This battle is the Tang Dynasty's internal affairs, and foreigners should not be allowed to intervene, but your Excellency accidentally entered the Dongxuan Realm in the grassland, and had no choice but to take advantage of this north wind."

The middle-aged scholar wiped the blood off his face with his sleeves, and sighed softly as he watched Lu Qingchen appear from the carriage, with an expression that seemed to be involuntary.

Lu Qingchen was still sitting cross-legged in midair, looked at the middle-aged scholar who was covered in blood, and said, "Academy is really a place where dragons and tigers are hidden."

The middle-aged scholar was not surprised. Lu Qingchen saw his background, shook his head and said sadly: "I, a stupid student from the academy who was expelled, really dare not shame the academy..."

Seeing this, Lu Qingchen frowned, and said taking advantage of the situation: "Since that's the case, why don't you rein in the precipice and turn to the light?"

"One wrong step, wrong step, no turning back!"

The middle-aged scholar shook his head again. He was invited by Xiahou to assassinate the princess, so he naturally had a reason to do so.

There is no arrow to turn back when you open the bow. Now that you have come, it is impossible to change your mind.

Lu Qingchen furrowed his brows fiercely, and his mood sank to the bottom.

If he had just been able to persuade the middle-aged scholar, the abandoned disciple of the academy, to turn against him, there might still be a glimmer of life today, but the other party refused without hesitation, which wiped out the last hope.

Turning his head to look at Li Yu, he sighed secretly through voice transmission: "The old man tried his best to block it for a while, Your Royal Highness, prepare to break through."

At this time, there is no other way but to do everything according to the destiny.

Li Yu's face was pale, she never imagined that instead of being buried in the grassland, she fell into desperation at the border of Tang Dynasty.

"Don't talk nonsense, leave this old man to me, you kill others!"

The High Priest of the Golden Tent Royal Court in a black robe said in a deep voice, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

There are so many strong people in the Tang Dynasty in the Central Plains. Their assassination is just a time lag. If it is delayed for too long, something may happen.

call out! call out! call out! !

Before the High Priest of the Royal Court finished speaking, the bright dagger flew out from the sheath that Lu Qingchen had placed on his knee, and turned into a stream of light, the gray sword shadow whistling towards the front.

Be the first to attack!

The lightning-like light gray sword shadow was still above the car formation one moment ago, and passed through the open field to the edge of the forest the next moment. The low humming also turned into a thunderous roar in the blink of an eye.

And when it was about to be cut off, it was suddenly divided into ten parts.

The ten swords revolved around, forming a hurricane-like sword array, and strangled the three people below!

Behind every flying sword, there is an almost transparent line of law, and the end of the line is the scabbard on Lu Qingchen's knee.

study teacher!

Lu Qingchen was originally a great swordsman, and his fighting style was more like a melee swordsman. He had to hold a sword in hand to fight close to him, and at most he could only use sword energy to attack from a distance.

But when he was a great swordsman, he hesitated in the Dongxuan Realm for decades and couldn't make any progress. Later, he entered the grassland with Li Yu.

Psychic masters can control everything to fight for themselves with spiritual power, which naturally includes swords.

In addition, he is a great swordsman, so under the control of the sword with his mind, the power is no small matter.

However, the faces of the three people on the opposite side showed no fear, only the High Priest of the Golden Tent Royal Court, who knew the fate, stretched out his hands from the cloak, which turned out to be a pair of crystal white and jade-like female palms!

Under the pinching of both hands, a black light shot up into the sky, and instantly condensed a semicircular barrier, firmly blocking all of Lu Qingchen's flying swords.

at the same time……

The lightly armored man and middle-aged scholar beside the high priest also started.

The former embraced the sky with both hands, the light of law turned black, and what condensed was no longer a boulder, but a huge monument with a height of more than ten feet!

Obviously, his attack has escalated.

From boulders to monuments, the power of this blow must be far greater than before.

Moreover, the cannon was directed at the carriage where Chen Gou was in!

Because Li Yu didn't know when he came to Chen Gou's side.

She had a keen mind, so she naturally knew that when Lu Qingchen was restrained and had no time to clone, the only one who could protect her and gain a chance of survival was Chen Gou.

In her mind, although Chen Gou's strength was not as strong as Lu Qingchen's, she had no other choice in the current crisis.

Even if it is death, there is a practitioner standing in front of him, so at least he can die later!

Chen Gou had already turned his attention back to the bristlegrass. Ever since he tried to use it as an entry point to comprehend the order of reincarnation, he had unknowingly felt an addiction.

I am intoxicated by the dogtail grass almost every moment, in any slight change in the rising and falling of the sun.

Sometimes, he feels as if he is this little grass.

Morning sun and sunset glow, night dew and morning frost, every day is a small reincarnation, and this reincarnation day after day will converge into a big reincarnation of winter dryness and spring prosperity.

During this process, perceptions about life and death and the order of reincarnation accumulated bit by bit in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

But at this moment, the huge monument roared towards him, and Chen Gou had no choice but to respond.

How to respond?

Raise your hand.

palm.

wave away...

It looked like a random palm, without paying attention to it at all, and didn't even lift his head.

So big!

The expressions of Li Yu and Ning Que, who were closest, changed drastically at the same time. They really couldn't imagine how Chen Gou dared to underestimate the mighty giant monument like this.

Did he think that he had become the invincible golden body of the Xuankong Temple of the Buddhist sect, invincible by all dharma?

Whoosh!

The mana in Chen Gou's body surged, and the purple emperor fire condensed on the palm of his hand. It was more like a phantom of a sacred mountain, mysterious and unpredictable, and it evolved into a mountain fire in the air, majestic and domineering.

There is a sense that the sky is collapsing, falling rapidly, and will crush the entire earth.

Palm Mountain Divine Kingdom!

Chen Gou transformed all his skills into those of Ghost Xiangrulai through skill transformation.

Although the kingdom of God has not yet been established, the power of quasi-emperor law is still unparalleled.

What's more, although Chen Gou's realm has temporarily dropped, the bloodline fire is still the God Li Yan of the emperor fire level!

A top-down, such as meteor bombardment.

One is from the bottom up, like raising hands to lift up the sky.

When the huge monument came to the top of Chen Gou's head, it fell violently like a hill, and with a distance of more than ten meters, the guards below felt the great oppression and found it difficult to breathe.

boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise from the huge monument, and immediately cracks were densely covered, and it disintegrated into a sky full of rubble in an instant, and finally turned into energy collapse again.

"It was smashed with a wave!"

Looking at Chen Gou, who was still sitting cross-legged like a wood carving, both the princess and the assassin couldn't help being shaken.

Especially here Li Yu, together with the maid, looked at him in surprise.

According to common sense, if Chen Gou was only perceiving the realm, it would never be possible for him to take the monument so calmly.

"Hey, interesting, there is such a martial art in the world?"

The middle-aged scholar suddenly looked solemn, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. With the breath, the fallen leaves around him began to roll, and the blue gown on his body fluttered with the wind.

Stretching out his hand to hold his fingers in the empty scabbard, he pulled out a long sword condensed with mana, and then followed the sword, turning into a bright sword light and heading straight to Chen Gou with an indomitable momentum.

At the same time, the light armored man also shot again.

Between raising his hands towards the sky, a large monument appeared.

This time, the stele was not as huge as before, only more than one meter high, but a mysterious character was imprinted on the surface of the stele.

It is because of the existence of this character that the momentum of the whole stone tablet is more ferocious than that of the giant tablet.

"Spell?!"

Lu Qingchen, who was using his mind to control the sword and entangled with the high priest of the Golden Tent Royal Court, caught sight of it out of the corner of his eye, and frowned fiercely.

In Jiangye World, the talisman master is the strongest in the same realm, and it is recognized by the world.

Chen Gou shattered the huge stele with his palm just now, showing strength far beyond the realm of perception, which really surprised Lu Qingchen, and even raised a glimmer of hope in his heart that Chen Gou could lead Li Yu to break through.

However, in the situation of one against two, the lightly armored man also sacrificed a talisman, which shattered his newly raised hope again.

The talisman stele broke through the air, and the guards around the carriage felt that their spines seemed to be a few inches shorter under the huge pressure.

"Can anyone tell me why grass grows and grows every year, but people can't?" Chen Gou muttered to himself.

The weeds are endlessly burned, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

A simple poem that even young children can recite, but it contains profound laws and mysteries.

The avenue is as complicated as it is, and the avenue is as simple as it is!

In many cases, complex truths are often hidden in the simplest phenomena.

When the voice fell, Chen Gou finally raised his head, looked forward, put his hands flat on his knees, palms up, clasped his thumbs and middle fingers, and then popped out.

Zheng!

As if a divine sword was unsheathed, two one-foot-long purple suffocating light daggers condensed on the fingertips, and then were struck out with a snap of the fingers.

Currently, Stifling Dagger actually has a cooldown, but it's very short.

So Chen Gou secretly condensed one a few seconds ago, and then condensed again to achieve a salvo of two daggers.

The majestic talisman stele, when touched by the light dagger, immediately turned gray and white, quickly collapsed and disintegrated, and turned into powder.

Jian Guang, the middle-aged scholar and human sword, was also forcibly beaten back to its original shape by the light dagger. The man fell from the air, and his right arm disappeared.

The whole process is as easy and freehand as flying flowers.

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