Chapter 1177 Summon God

And at this time.

Fu Zhihong's body lost weight in an instant. Just now, he did not hesitate to waste his energy and forcefully opened the fourth layer of the Fire Phoenix Mirror. His black hair was now white as snow. The originally majestic body turned into a haggard old man who was about to die.

The three vertical eyes of the humming beast were destroyed.

I was instantly irritated!

Open your mouth.

The demon elixir lingering in green light floated out.

In the demon pill.

Astonishingly, there is already a phantom of a Hum beast sitting there, which is a sign of entering a quasi-fifth level monster. After evolving to this level, even without a physical body, with this demon pill, one can still survive.

"Father!"

Fu Shiyi's eyes suddenly turned red when he saw Fu Zhihong's vitality was seriously injured.

Target the fifth-level monster.

The disparity in strength is too great.

Now the only one who can defeat it is Fu Shiyi.

present.

Fu Shiyi's cultivation level is obviously the highest.

"Brother Eighteen, Grandfather, you continue to attack the Hum beast and buy me twelve breaths of time!"

Eighteenth Brother's three water-soluble puppets combined with Mr. Fu's Void Spirit Fire could not severely damage the Hum beast, but they could contain it and delay it for a while.

Fu Shiyi patted the storage bag.

A flash of light.

The spirit treasure fragments summon the gods to float in the air.

A ray of sword light passed through Fu Shiyi's wrist, and a stream of steaming blood instantly flowed upstream, falling continuously into the summoning order. As Fu Shiyi's seal changed, a spell rang out from his mouth, summoning the gods. It caused violent tremors.

suddenly.

It was a day with clear skies.

Suddenly it was pitch dark.

A cool and cold breath quietly crept up from the soles of everyone's feet into their hearts.

In the summoning order.

There seemed to be a whispering sound, not a curse, but a normal voice, but the tone of the voice was not similar to the 30,000 languages ​​of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

A murmur fell to the ground.

The blackness is like ebbing tide, and the sun shines on the earth again.

now.

Fu Shiyi was suspended in the air with his legs crossed.

The whole person was covered in black and purple.

Eyes closed.

Raise your right hand slightly.

The thumb and index finger pinched a mark at a weird angle.

The mark seems to be slow, but in fact it is placed on the demon elixir of the Hum beast very quickly and accurately.

The scarlet eyes of the Humming Beast have receded, and it is in a dazed state. The demon elixir turned into a stream of green light and flowed into the summoning order. However, the demon elixir was destroyed, but the Humming Beast was unaware of it, so that the seal fell on the center of its eyebrows. On the top, it only trembled for a moment, and then the flesh, flesh, essence and blood all over its body turned into billowing blood, flowing upstream and falling into the God Summoning Order.

The humming beast was extinguished without any sound.

The light of the mark seemed to fade by half, but it did not dissipate. After lighting up the remaining ten fourth-level monsters one after another, and turning them into blood and flowing into the Summoning Order, the mark trembled slightly and turned into nothingness.

"this......"

"What kind of magical power does Eleven practice?"

Everyone was shocked.

Generally speaking.

Often, the more powerful the magical power is, the more real energy needs to be consumed when casting the spell, just like Fu Zhihong.

But.

Fu Shiyi's is different.

From casting to now.

Her true energy has not faded at all.

No one dared to disturb him easily.

but.

They all cast worried glances.

"call----"

A weak breath came out of Fu Shiyi's mouth, and the seal on her right hand slowly lowered, summoning the gods to make the glow disappear, and turned into an ordinary token and flew back to Fu Shiyi. Her eyes slowly opened and she fell from the sky to the ground, but her purple-brown body did not dissipate.