Su Xiaoning had never seen the battle with Jia Tony for no reason, and didn't know much about the Elephant Fist. He opened his eyes wide and watched Dracula's mummy's fist magnified in the air, as thick as an elephant's front leg, hitting the poisonous scorpion fighter jet hard!

"Bang!"

"boom!"

"Bang!" The poisonous scorpion fighter's "beast" fist!

"Boom!" The poisonous scorpion fighter was blown out with a punch!

"What a powerful force!"

Su Xiaoning secretly exclaimed.

Thirty years ago, Dracula was known as the "Martial Saint" and used his unparalleled Fengxiang Fist to fight the world invincible.

At the same time, a missile shot towards Huanwuqing was like hitting the air. Huanwuqing disappeared out of thin air, but the missile still exploded, roaring in the air, and a ball of flame rose.

As long as you encounter resistance,

If the resistance is large enough, it will cause a missile explosion.

It seems that the high-tech missile hit the target, but after the target detonated the missile, it condensed into a mummy in the air and then crashed into the scorpion fighter that was attacking it!

It was like a meteor, and the head collided directly with the Scorpion fighter, and actually knocked the Scorpion fighter into a big hole, and then penetrated it out from the top of the fighter!

"boom!"

This unlucky scorpion fighter also exploded in the air. The three soldiers and two pilots inside were all "dead" and no one could escape!

"Hurry up and take Prince Su Xiaoning to evacuate. All the team members should pay attention. Everyone should act together and be sure to annihilate the terrorists!"

Although the commander of the air team was shocked by the incredible battle scene in front of him, he was very good at ease and could still remain calm.

"What a pity, I can't see the wonderful battle scene!" Su Xiaoning and Mo You were pulled into the fighter plane and were immediately taken away from the dangerous place and headed towards the palace.

In fact, what Su Xiaoning regrets is that he cannot catch a mummy and go back as evidence.

After being operated by the Counter-Terrorism Administration as fiercely as a tiger, Su Xiaoning left the place of right and wrong regretfully.

The remaining seven poisonous scorpion fighters concentrated their firepower and bombarded the two mysterious terrorists in the air!

The battle scenes were transmitted back to the Ministry of Defense, to the office of King Oldman, and to the computer of Candela, the elder of the elder of the Oldman royal clan.

The screen was played out through the high-precision screen. Candela frowned with white eyebrows, and he recognized the identities of the two mummies!

The two mummies were sent to the former king's tomb by himself.

"Who summoned them!"

Candela, who was ninety years old, made a thick growl in his throat, full of energy, and did not look like an elderly person at all.

He looked rosy and tough. In addition to his beard, hair and eyebrows, he seemed to be a young man, looking at his figure.

"Great Elder, you probably already know who it is.

How should we end now?”

The person who spoke was an old lady in her sixties, who was like the Great Elder Candela. In addition to her gray hair, her appearance and figure were like a young girl.

"Crown Prince Zaleku! He did too much this time!"

Of course, the Great Elder Candela knew that the only one who could summon two mummies was the old king.

The old king is about to die, and even if he has a sacred treasure box, he will not have the power to use it.

Then the only one left is Crown Prince Zaleku.

Crown Prince Zaleku was not authorized by the Elders. Whether it was Old King Oldman voluntarily or Crown Prince Zaleku stole the treasure box, it was a "great rebellion" behavior that the Elders could not tolerate!

Although the Salad King has great power, from the perspective of the Oldman royal family, the Elders are the guardians of the royal power.

Without the recognition of the elders, Crown Prince Zaleku was unable to ascend the throne.

Even if you ascend the throne, the elders can dismiss the king!

“It’s indeed too much!”

The old lady's voice was still very crisp, like a woman in her twenties.

"Now is not the time to hold people accountable. We must find a way to end this farce of killing each other!"

The old lady covered her chest while talking, looking distressed.

One Scorpion fighter jet is 200 million Bitcoins, and now two are lost, which is 400 million Bitcoins!

Not only are the "dead" soldiers and so many casualties in the underwater hotel!

The Salad Royal Family must be responsible for the casualties. Although the Salad Royal Family has a lot of bitcoins, it is not like this waste!

"To return the two gravekeepers to their positions, eight elders of the elders must perform prayer rituals at the same time.

Obviously this is not a solution, it is too time-consuming!”

Elder Candela proposed a plan, but he shook his head and denied it.

Then he proposed another possibility.

"There is another way, which is to see how long the Crown Prince Zaleku can support the undead."

The old lady sighed and said:

"Summoning the undead requires strong mental support. Judging from the cultivation level of Crown Prince Zaleku, it is probably almost the same.

Then we can only pray to the blessing of Oldmanding Zu God and end this terrible nightmare soon!"

The Great Elder Candela nodded and smiled:

"Elder Sufiran, then you and I will recite the scriptures together now and ask the ancestor god to return the undead.

But there is a premise, I hope that Crown Prince Zaleku will not do anything crazy again.”

Elder Sophialan nodded slightly to express his understanding.

Although the prayers of the two can communicate with the ancestor god, their best efforts cannot stop the spirit-calling behavior that the treasure box has already recognized.

now,

Prince Zaleku was in the secret room with a pale face, sweating, and trembling all over. He was chanting spells desperately, hoping that the two mummies he summoned could complete their mission before he could not hold on.

He had been sitting cross-legged in front of the shrine and kept chanting the spiritual spell for two hours. The true energy in his body was exhausted and he had been persisting for less than a minute.

"Damn it! Su Xiaoning was actually rescued!"

Crown Prince Zaleku also saw the video of the incident and couldn't help but feel angry.

"You are not dead. Are you really the son of God and protected by the ancestor god?"

Crown Prince Zaleku spewed a mouthful of black blood out of his mouth, and finally couldn't hold on to fall to the ground.

"You are really the nemesis of my destiny! Master Jueyuan, you fool me and mislead me..."

Before he fell into a coma, Crown Prince Zaleku was still unwilling to accept it.

Didn’t Master Jueyuan say that Su Xiaoning is like a cockroach, and can slap her to death with a light slap?

The real situation is that he has almost exhausted all his skills, consumed all his essence and blood, and even burned ten years of life, which still allowed Prince Su Xiaoning to "get away from justice".

Just as Crown Prince Zaleku was exhausted from his strength and was unconscious, the treasure box on the shrine emitted golden light again.

The golden light seemed to be able to treat Crown Prince Zaleku's body, and would not cause him to die of exhaustion or to suffer a hemiplegia due to stroke.

But more importantly, because the time for the Spirit-Summoning Time has ended, Golden Light is calling on Dracula and Huan Wuqing two gravekeepers-

You guys have enough fun,

It’s time to return to your position!
Chapter completed!