"Monk, can you make a move?" Wang Huan angrily called out to the Xingyue Bodhi in his mind. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The figure of the handsome monk emerged from the Xingyue Bodhi, and waved his hand helplessly: "Although I was not directly sealed to the Root Vortex like Feya, I was also bound by the power of time and space where the two worlds converged, and I couldn't use any ability - otherwise, I would have run out a long time ago......"

Wang Huanhu looked at the handsome monk suspiciously, and believed his words.

He looked at the seven mysterious patterns on his arm and shook his head with some heartache.

When I first came to this world, I was about to use a precious summoning opportunity.

Although Wang Huan has lost the ability he obtained through the dimensional messenger before, because he is in the dimensional world, even if Fia is not in his mind, he still has a close connection with him, and Wang Huan does not have to worry about his life in the real world.

Moreover, Fia seemed to know the extreme disadvantage of Wang Huan's situation this time, even if she was sealed on the Throne of the Heroic Spirit, she still did her best to give Wang Huan seven chances to turn the tables in adversity.

These seven opportunities are the seven stripes on Wang Huan's arm that communicate with Fia on the Throne of the Heroic Soul.

Through the explanation of the handsome monk, Wang Huan already understood what the use of these mysterious runes on his arm was.

Because he came directly from Soul Town Street to the Holy Grail War of the Moon World, the time and space of the Town Soul Street overlapped with the Moon World.

However, the Moon World itself has not been affected much.

What is affected is that it is only this Fourth Holy Grail War, more precisely, Wang Huan and Fia who participated in this Holy Grail War.

Since two hundred years ago, every sixty years, in this winter wood city, the universal wishing machine "Holy Grail", created by the three major magic families, will select seven people with magical qualifications to participate in the Holy Grail War.

Through the ritual of the Holy Grail, each of these seven people can summon a different class of Heroic Spirit from the Throne of the Immortal, and the Heroic Spirit becomes the servant of the master and works together to win the Holy Grail War.

The so-called heroic spirits are the strong and great men who have left their names in history and legends, and they have become the eternal memory of this world, so after their death, they are free from the shackles of the human world in this world and become "heroic spirits" like elves and gods.

Located in the Vortex of the Roots, the Throne of the Immortal gathers Heroic Spirits from the past, present, and future and gives them greater power.

Because Fia is now sealed on the Throne of the Immortal, what she gave Wang Huan was also the opportunity to summon souls.

However, these souls are not from the world of the Moon, nor are they completely different from the "Servant" servants summoned in the Holy Grail War.

These souls come from the world of Town Soul Street.

Because of the chaotic convergence of time and space, with the help of Fiya's power, Wang Huan had the opportunity to summon the martial spirits of Soul Street seven times.

Each time, Wang Huan was able to summon a powerful martial spirit at random and ask him to help him accomplish something.

However, the martial spirit can only exist for half an hour at a time, which can be said to be a killer hole card, and it is the strongest support against other powerful heroic spirits.

However, the Fourth Holy Grail War will not officially start until a year later, and if you die now, everything will be gone.

Wang Huan hugged Sakura and used the meat ball in his hand to bounce away a huge blade insect that flew over at great speed.

This mutant bug with wings is almost the size of a palm.

Sakura buried her head in Wang Huan's arms, her little hands tightly grasped Wang Huan's white robe, her eyes were still full of fear, but she stopped crying for the time being, and she instinctively felt an abnormal warmth while sobbing slightly.

Wang Huan's hand holding her was emitting a warm holy light, and in this dark and damp basement, it was out of place but made Sakura unconsciously feel at ease.

In Wang Huan's eyes, he could see the trajectory of these insects clearly, and the insects that flew to his side first were all shot away by him.

The characteristics of the Fruit of the Meat Ball that bounce through everything have not changed, and the power of a bug is not strong, if there are only a dozen of them here, even if there are dozens of them, Wang Huan is confident that he can solve them with his combat experience.

But now, there are at least a thousand insects all over the world, and before these insects completely surround him, Wang Huan did not hesitate and raised his arm.

On his arm under his white robe, a rune close to his humerus suddenly lit up.

This dark red rune turned slightly, like a hovering swimming dragon, and the magic array that was sealed in Wang Huan's mind suddenly erupted a large amount of holy light, which was instilled into this rune.

The runes disappeared in an instant, and a powerful aura from another time and space suddenly descended here!

The endless tide of insects from all directions is about to envelop Wang Huan like a black curtain, if no miracle happens, the fate of the cherry blossoms will repeat the past, and Wang Huan will probably become a new nest of insects, right?

However, Wang Huan's firm and calm voice suddenly sounded under the dark curtain: "Protect me." ”

Suddenly, there was a tremor, and a dazzling cold light that illuminated the entire basement suddenly cut through the black curtain, and the drumming wind suddenly shook all the insects that approached Wang Huan away.

A huge Fangtian painting halberd with a length of one zhang and two zhang appeared in front of Wang Huan's eyes, the metal spear tip at one end of the halberd shaft was like a dragon's tooth, and the curved blades connected to the spear tip on both sides were like two bays of cold moon, and on the huge halberd shaft was flashing with powerful rune carvings.

Seeing this weapon, Wang Huan's eyes widened slightly.

This first summon summoned an amazing martial spirit......

It seems that his luck is really not African.

An unusually tall figure suddenly appeared in front of Wang Huan.

He wore an unusually powerful golden crown of hair on his head, a black Hundred Flowers battle robe, an ancient Tang Qi armor, a roaring lion belt around his waist, and a white jade-like hand holding Fang Tian's painting halberd.

Red rabbit in the horse, Lu Bu in the people.

That's the old one......

And now, he is known as a ghost god in the world of Soul Street, and under the Fang Tian painting halberd, he doesn't know how many powerful undead he has killed, and there are no real gods among them!

"It's funny, there is such a world......"

A rebellious voice with a thick murderous aura slowly sounded.

Ghost God Lu Bu looked down at Wang Huan with scrutiny, but under the contract of a powerful space-time power, he slightly lowered Fang Tian's halberd.

"The last general, Lu Bu, is here to respond!"

The sound of a bell resounded all around, and the sound waves alone stunned the insects that tried to get close!

Wang Huan could feel that he had established some kind of temporary connection with the ghostly Lu Bu Wuling in front of him.

He shook his somewhat dazed head and exhaled deeply, "Destroy here!"

Wang Huan did not greet him, and quickly gave his own order.

Each summoned martial spirit can only exist for half an hour.