My Summoner Can Learn Skills

God is fierce!

How can Emperor Huo, who is afraid of even the gods, be able to fight against the mere talisman of the night world?

Even though Chen Gou's basic strength and attack were far inferior to Fudo Tathagata, it was still enough to crush everyone in this world.

"this……"

"Who is this person...?"

The sudden shock in front of them made all the assassins shudder.

A practitioner who can sacrifice talismans, a great swordsman, was defeated by a flick of the finger.

So what is the cultivation level of this mysterious person sitting quietly cross-legged on the carriage?

"Grass dies in winter, but it can be revived in spring. If a person dies today, can he be alive tomorrow?"

Chen Gou's tone was leisurely, his expression was inexplicable, and his whole body seemed to have entered a strange state of selflessness.

The voice was so calm that there was no trace of murderous intent, but it instantly made everyone's hair stand on end.

In many cases, the murderous intentions seen are often not so scary, and the most terrifying thing is the silent crisis.

Will the god of death give an advance notice before harvesting souls?

"Whoosh!"

Chen Gou bent his fingers again, and another purple suffocating light dagger flew out, shooting straight ahead.

The dead souls of the middle-aged scholar rushing forward, the unique move of other people's sword combination is not the enemy of this purple fire dagger. If the body is hit, will it be wiped out in an instant? !

In a critical situation, he exploded with a speed beyond his own limit, and his whole body was like a big sword cutting horizontally, moving sideways a foot in an instant, he would dodge the light dagger.

But the lightly armored man was robbed!

With a muffled puff, the light dagger pierced into his chest with lightning speed.

The sharp light dagger instantly tore through the armor and pierced into the flesh and blood. Blood spurted out from between his chest, and the purple emperor fire spread rapidly around the wound.

Everything happened in an instant, and Chen Gou returned to indifference after flying out of the light dagger with a snap of his fingers.

The lightly armored man lowered his head, looked at the bloody hole in his chest where the divine fire was raging, his eyes showed despair, he let out an unwilling and mournful howl, and finally fell down like a mountain.

As the night grew thicker, apart from the never-ending killing cries and the sound of colliding spells and weapons, there was also the endless sound of breathing.

puff!

Another sound of vomiting blood awakened Ning Que and Li Yu from their shock.

The sound was very close, and when everyone turned their heads, they saw Lu Qingchen spitting blood, the scarlet blood staining his chest and front of his clothes, they were all horrified!

The flying sword, like catkins, fell from the air weakly.

Obviously, he was defeated in the battle with the High Priest of the Golden Tent Court!

The morale of the princess guards will be at the bottom, no matter how much upper hand they had before, they will be reversed because of Lu Qingchen's defeat.

The High Priest of Fate Realm will become an unrivaled god on this battlefield!

Just when everyone was almost in despair, Lu Qingchen suddenly struggled to stand up, bowed his hands to Chen Gouyao, and said with a sincere expression: "This old man is not as good as a man, so I can only ask Mr. Xiao to take action to sweep away the demons and monsters." .”

Everyone was stunned, the Da Nian Master of the Dongxuan Realm would actually beg for a junior, it was beyond everyone's expectations.

Besides, is it useful?

It's not about whether the mysterious young gentleman sitting in the coffin will make a full shot, but whether he can compete with the high priest who knows the fate?

Although he just defeated the light-armored man and the middle-aged scholar with three fingers, but any master of Dongxuan can actually do it.

But Zhiming is a realm higher than Dongxuan, but the gap in strength is like Tianyuan.

In fact, Lu Qingchen himself had no idea.

Because Chen Gou was too mysterious, even wearing a bronze natal mask, he still couldn't see through it.

However, judging from his vision and experience in the Dongxuan Realm, since Chen Gou was able to remain calm in this situation, it proved that he must have a well-thought-out plan, and he didn't even take this assassination seriously at all!

"Waste time, some people spend their lives, others spend their lives..."

Chen Gou shook his head lightly, and amid the flashes of mysterious light, he ordered Wu Zu to emerge behind him.

If the most powerful young Supreme of the mighty Mountain and Sea God Kingdom, a demigod powerhouse, gets entangled with a group of "mortals" who are not detached...

What does it look like?

Chen Gou was already getting a little impatient, which seriously affected his continued comprehension of the Dao of Reincarnation, so he wanted to end it early.

Compared with his own half-baked combat ability, even if the ancestor Wu Ming only has a fifth-level strength, it is enough to sweep everything in this world.

Without exception.

There can be no exceptions!

woo woo~~~~

At some point, the high priest of the Golden Tent Royal Court began to twist his body, kick his feet and jump, his hand shadows flew, and danced a dance that no one could understand.

His lips were also trembling slowly, chanting inexplicable scriptures.

This is the witchcraft that the priests of the grassland are good at. The scriptures are spells, and dancing is also a kind of witchcraft.

As the law fluctuations induced by witchcraft and incantations spread, black light suddenly shot out from the depths of the ground under his feet.

Immediately...

After being eroded by the death light from the earth, the flesh and bones of all the people who died in battle flew towards the high priest.

Blood, bones, minced meat...all were stripped and dispersed little by little, and then reassembled.

It seems to create life!

First, all the white bones were built into a huge skeleton with a height of more than ten feet, and then pieces of minced meat were attached to the skeleton, and finally all the blood was injected from the gaps.

In the blink of an eye, a terrifying figure with a corpse-like aura took shape in front of the high priest.

There are no eyeballs in the eye sockets, only endless scarlet blood like a sea of ​​blood, and the aura is full of ominous and violent, it is as terrifying as a hell demon god!

All the guards beside the convoy turned pale instantly. Can the living really be an enemy of such a phantom?

call out!

Lu Qingchen forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and with all his thoughts, he recalled the flying sword, turning it into ten again.

With the stubbornness and fierceness that sees death as home, he cuts through the air and flies in the void like an electric fish.

The sword lights criss-crossed, forming a densely woven sword net, which fell on the corpse demon as a hood.

The high priest let out a cold snort under his cloak, as if he dismissed Lu Qingchen's effort.

The corpse demon stepped forward, the soles of his feet fell, the mountains and forests shook violently, and the earth shook!

At the same time, he raised his left hand at random and pointed it at the falling sword net, just like the first time Chen Gou smashed the boulder of a lightly armored giant without even lifting his head.

Lu Qingchen looked calm, he knew that his sword would definitely not be able to stop the corpse demon summoned by the high priest of the Fate Realm.

He is just doing his best and obeying the destiny.

Even if this sword can provide Chen Gou with a little help and help him find a flaw in the corpse demon, it would be good.

However……

Boom!

The corpse demon's giant hand covered the sky, and its five fingers were drawn inward like a magic pillar. It was like a black hole that caught Lu Qingchen's sword net in his hand, and finally crushed it all with a sudden grip.

Sword Qi shot out from between the fingers, brilliant like fireworks.

Lu Qingchen suffered backlash, another mouthful of black and red blood spewed out, his whole body was completely dispirited, and he collapsed on the roof of the carriage, already extremely weak.

"Wizards and witchcraft?"

Chen Gou muttered to himself, and let out a chuckle that outsiders couldn't understand.

Immediately afterwards, the ancestor Wu Ming raised the finger that was about to form a seal, but put it down in fear, and only looked at the corpse demon who was about to kill him with his eyes.

In the blink of his eyes, a wave unique to the ancestor god of witchcraft spread silently, turning into countless invisible threads of law and connecting to the corpse demon.

Then a horrible scene happened...

The corpse demon suddenly stopped, turned around without warning, suddenly punched from the air, and blasted at the high priest of the grassland who summoned him!

This sudden change was too sudden and unbelievable!

So much so that everyone fell into a state of confusion, including the High Priest of the Grassland himself.

"boom!"

The high priest felt as if he had been hit hard on his chest by a big mountain, and at the same time his whole body retreated and flew backwards instantly, he felt that he had lost control of his body.

He subconsciously lowered his head and looked down, only to see that the body below the chest was all dilapidated like blood and mud!

The high priest turned his head up, looked in disbelief at the corpse demon that suddenly turned back, and then at Chen Gou in the distance and the Ming Wuzu behind him, with an absurd look of astonishment on his ashen face.

He slowly and weakly fell into the rotting mud of the fallen leaves on the ground. Although he was not dead, he still had more breath than he took in, and the rest was just a matter of time.

Even if it is the fifth level of knowledge, the physical body is not necessarily so powerful.

As for the corpse demon he summoned, he naturally knew how terrifying its power was. It could penetrate even a city wall with a single punch, let alone a body of flesh and blood.

What he couldn't understand was why the corpse puppet was suddenly controlled by the opponent?

The answer is the five specialties of the Ancestral God of Wudao - the ancestor of witchcraft!

It has a strong ability to deter and suppress all monks or creatures from the lineage of shamanism, and even supernatural powers, and even directly make them submit!

Originally, the high priest was at the fifth level, and the ancestor of the witch is also at the fifth level for the time being, and the effect within the same level is not so strong.

But Chen Gou himself was in the semi-divine realm, and he just fell temporarily, and his essence was by no means comparable to that of the ordinary fifth level.

To Chen Gou, the reason why the witchcraft practiced by the grassland priests was in the same line as the mountain and sea witchcraft was not important, what was important was that it was a definite fact.

Now that the high priest is defeated, the outcome of this battle is already doomed.

Under the control of the ancestor Wu Ming, the corpse demons entered the battlefield, and their hands and feet were filled with flesh and blood, and the remaining dead were slaughtered in just a few moments!

The middle-aged scholar was not spared either, so it was fine if Chen Gou was too lazy to do it, but once he did it, he usually didn't leave a trace of life.

Even if the middle-aged scholar, as in the original plot, performs the Demon Sect's kungfu, attracting the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth into his body to forcibly erupt to improve his strength, it will not help.

Even if the gnat becomes stronger, it is just a stronger gnat. How can it shake the big tree?

After a bloody and tragic fight ended, the gazes of the survivors looking at Chen Gou changed drastically in this moment.

The great swordsman who slashed Dongxuan with a flick of a finger, manipulated the corpse demon to severely injure the High Priest of Zhiming with a single glance...

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would dare to believe that the "low-level" monk who thought he was just passing by the car turned out to be a "true Buddha"!

Li Yu's eyes became eager and his expression became respectful.

Ning Que swallowed his saliva, recalling the scene of the battle just now in his mind, still dazzled.

this……

He is the great supernatural power he yearns for and wants to become!