Gods Summoning System

It seems like the heavens really do wish for me, the Wine Sword Immortal, to be righteous and open. "    

A swaying figure stepped out from the snowstorm.    

He wore a simple and unadorned green robe, carried a wood sheathed Longsword on his back, and didn't move an inch away from the brown wine gourd.    

It was the Wine Sword Immortal, Situ Zhong.    

Under Gang Shou's treatment, although the sword immortal's injuries had not completely recovered, they were mostly healed.    

The order Lee Shi gave him was originally to secretly protect Darius, preventing the enemy from sending assassins to kill him.    

He didn't expect that the scholar would actually force him out of the way.    

"Situ Zhong!"    

Leng Hanyu's expression was serious as he stared at the unruly figure.    

Situ Zhong was also one of the top people on the Tianyuan Rankings.    

Compared to Qiao Feng, compared to Zhou Yu, compared to Darius front.    

One could call him a natural born Daoist given his natural talent.    

"Oh? You are Situ Zhong? "Interesting."    

The corner of the scholar's mouth slightly curled up, and gusts of astral wind suddenly swirled around him, as if his entire body of Fighting Spirit had been ignited.    

"Hanyu, you should return to Panther God's territory first."    

"But …"    

"Hurry up and get lost!"    

"… …." "Yes!"    

Leng Hanyu looked at Lee Shi and the others with dissatisfaction. Then, he returned to his human form and flew back to the leopard skull.    

The current him, if he were to continue to stay here, would only become a breakthrough point for Lee Shi and the others. It would be better for him to leave earlier.    

Leng Hanyu also believed that the scholar could deal with these people.    

The division of cultivation levels in the Profound Emperor Continent had its own reasons why it hasn't changed in a thousand years.    

It wasn't that it was impossible for an Inferior Grade to fight against a superior, but it was extremely difficult.    

Moreover, the more difficult it was, the greater the realm would be.    

For example, a mid stage Yellow Origin Realm cultivator could easily defeat three people with yellow Initial Level Of The Origin Realm.    

A person with Middle Level Of The Profound Origin Stage could easily defeat ten people with profound Initial Level Of The Origin Realm.    

One person at the middle level of Earth Origin Stage, could easily defeat twenty people at the Initial Level of Earth Origin Stage.    

And no one knew how many days Initial Level Of The Origin Realm a person could defeat.    

At this realm, it was no longer possible to use numbers to measure the difference in strength.    

The comprehension of the rules, the change in shape, the Spiritual Vein, the bloodline, the strength of the body, the strength of the Spiritual Sense … In every dimension, the Middle Level of Sky Origin Stage s would far surpass the comprehension of the initial stages!    

Middle Level of Sky Origin Stage and Sky Initial Level Of The Origin Realm, the color of heaven and earth in their eyes was different.    

The four Sky Origin Stage Cultivator s slowly ascended into the air and faced each other from a distance.    

Beneath his feet was Silver Leopard City which had long since become devoid of people.    

The snow grew heavier and heavier, and gradually, the entire outer walls of Silver Leopard City and Panther God's domain were also dyed white by the snow.    

There was still no sign of the sun. The sky was getting colder and colder.    

The temperature continued to drop, and could be said to be the day that the temperature of the Silver Leopard City was the lowest in the last thousand years.    

The citizens of Silver Leopard City had no choice but to trek to a location even further from the Silver Leopard City.    

Only Yang Jian was leading his friends against the wind and snow, his face gradually turning blue from the cold.    

Like the Howling Celestial Dog, the heaven defying eagle also hid in Yang Jian's embrace.    

If not for the Saint Origin Qi that Yang Jian had constantly delivered to him, Little Yin, who was beneath his feet, would have stopped running long ago.    

"This familiar aura, what exactly is it …"    

Yang Jian muttered to himself, his eyes full of seriousness and suspicion.    

And above the Silver Leopard City, in the instant a certain snowflake landed, an unparalleled great battle that was destined to be recorded in the history of the continent, had suddenly erupted!