"Ascend, my magic!"

"Whistle, my spirit!"

"Burn my blood!"

"Roar, my soul!"

"At the cost of our life force, please give us the power of the Emperor! Bless us with the advantage of victory in a hundred battles! Awaken from your slumber! Lord of the Death Knights!

With the four of Cristian as the center, the magic power floating in the air formed a huge vortex of magic power, helping the four of them resist Lu Jiu's barrage of treasures.

The magic was frantically ingested, and the feeling of powerlessness was like waves crashing against the four of them.

However, even so, the Cristians still unreservedly dedicate their magic.

In fact, their purpose is actually very simple, that is, to feed the terrifying weapon that caused the vortex of magic - the Emperor.

The Imperial Phantasm is not a treasure used by the emperor. Only those who have awakened their own spiritual wisdom among the many treasures like the stars and can condense their physical bodies with magic power are truly qualified to be called emperors.

Emperor, a well-deserved emperor among treasures!

"Who is it... Woke up the main hall!?"

The hoarse voice was like a demon from the Nine Shadows, and just a few words made people feel a chill like falling into an ice cellar.

"Lord Abaddon!" Cristiana looked happily at the jet-black sword in the middle of the vortex of magical power, and at the same time emitted dark blue magic.

Under the gaze of Christia and the others, the pitch-black sword seemed to have spotted their gaze.

The sword gradually disintegrated, forming a large cloud of pitch-black mixed with dark blue free-form magic.

Immediately afterward, these wandering forms of magic gradually transformed into human form. Moments later, an emaciated girl riding an undead warhorse, wearing dark blue armor, and holding a pitch-black sword appeared in front of the four of Christian.

"Lord Abaddon!!"

Excitedly, he fell down on one knee towards the girl riding on the undead warhorse. Although the girl's small body always looks like it feels weak. But the four of them could clearly feel the chaotic magic of the girl's body mixed with the smell of the four.

"Lord Abaddon! Great! Wake you up at last! Destroy the woman who stands in our way for the sake of the Mirror!"

Impassionedly, he pointed his finger at Lu Jiu, who had suffered so much, and the one named Tie Dan among the four seemed to have seen Lu Jiu's arrogant figure being knocked down!

However. The imaginary picture did not appear. On the contrary, Tie Dan himself was surrounded by an eerie and cold magic.

"Miscellaneous, do you think that if you wake up the main hall, you can call the main hall at will!?"

blurted out that the voice was not as hoarse as before, but a crisp girlish voice. But even so. Tie Dan still felt a pressure as heavy as Tarzan.

Tie Dan believes that if he dares to say one more word at this moment, the girl in front of him will definitely not hesitate to make herself a "lone egg".

"Listen, you bastards. Don't think that if you wake up the main hall, the main hall will become your thug like an idiot. Even if it's an eighth-level powerful crumb. The main hall doesn't necessarily have to bird him. What's more, you four scumbags of the seventh level?"

"And, one more ......! and most importantly!" he dissatisfiedly propped up his breast, which was not even the slightest "bulge". A strong resentment rose in the girl's body.

"You four bastards, it's because of your unstable summoning! The figure of the main hall will always maintain the appearance of this child! Look at the guy you want the main hall to deal with! That guy has a murder weapon on his chest at all, is it good!!The amount of milk has already lost half of the milk before the fight starts! Moreover, with that guy's milk volume, even if the main hall has the peak state**, she is also a ruthless character who needs to be carefully dealt with by the main hall!!"

Hey, how much do you care about the amount of milk!!

Although he wanted to complain like this, Tie Dan didn't have the courage to spit out this groove.

After some repeated struggle, Tie Dan asked, "So, Lord Abaddon, what do you mean...?"

"Of course it's a surrender! Only the huge magic power in that guy's body can make the main hall truly awaken and regain that proud figure and posture!!"

"But, but, Lord Abaddon, we have almost exhausted all our magic to revive you......!

"Stupid !!" glanced fiercely at the guy who spoke, and Abaddon pressed the sword in his hand against Tiedan's chest: "As the so-called milk is justice! If you give me more mouths, I really don't mind cutting off your two useless **." ”

"How, how can this be!!"

Desperately watching the back of Abaddon waving a small white flag that he didn't know where to pull out, and slowly riding the undead war horse away, the three views of Cristiana and his party were extremely powerful today.

The other side. Looking at the girl who chose to surrender inexplicably and was riding an undead war horse towards her, Lu Jiu suddenly had a feeling of "where have you seen this girl".

And as the distance between the two narrowed, this feeling became more and more intense.

The same. The closer he got to Rujiu, the more Abaddon felt that Rujiu had become a lot more friendly. It was as if there was something inside Lu Jiu that was attracting her!

Finally, when the distance between the two was less than ten meters, the frost grief in Lu Jiu's body suddenly trembled violently uncontrollably.

"What's going on!?Why, the reaction is so strong!?"

However, without waiting for Lu Jiu to figure out the problem. Frost's sorrow directly broke through the restraints and floated outside Lu Jiu's body.

And after a flash of light, Frost Sorrow has become a beautiful woman with white hair and red eyes, and exudes the breath of a royal sister - Elsas!

Looking closely, Elsas, who had been transformed by the sorrow of frost, looked strikingly similar to the girl on horseback.

At the same time, Lu Jiu also suddenly remembered a legend about the sorrow of frost!

PS: The body temperature has risen intermittently in the past two days, and it was too uncomfortable yesterday to update.

PS2: I will make up for the chapters owed in the past few days during the Dragon Boat Festival.

PS3: Speaking of which, the average daily temperature of 32 degrees is going to make trouble, the real dog days have not yet arrived! )