There are also many kinds of summoning techniques, such as spirit body summoning, unified soul and body summoning, ghost summoning, primordial spirit summoning and so on. These summoning techniques are divided into single summoning and group summoning, compulsory summoning and non-compulsory summoning. The difficulty of performing the spell is different, and the effects obtained by casters of different levels after activating this spell are also different.
Like before, Ban Yu opened the gate to summon Yanliu, which belonged to a higher-level unified summoning of spirit and flesh. The summoned person will see the boundary gate after the caster performs the operation, and if they want to come, they can come through the boundary gate and come to the caster's side.
There is also a higher level of primordial spirit summoning. This summoning technique can be aimed at any individual with a primordial spirit.
The elders of the phoenix clan used a single spirit body compulsory summoning at a lower level than Ban Yu's summoning technique used to summon Yanliu. They summoned Feng Yuyan's spirit body, not because they didn't want to summon it together with their physical body, but because they didn't have that powerful spiritual power or magic power yet. It would have worked if Feng Yuyan hadn't been imprisoned in the Ice Prison, but Feng Yuyan was restricted by spells in the Ice Prison, and they had already spent a lot of effort in summoning his spirit body.
As for them going to the mortal world to summon Feng Yang, it was purely because they couldn't get the Xuanbing Prison, and they couldn't get the rest of them out.
"My lord, what if the prince refuses to hand over the Xuanbing Prison..." Tai Li patriarch said, "Then what should we do?" Feng Yang's spirit body would definitely come by their forced summoning, but according to Feng Yang's temper, How could he obediently compromise? If Feng Yang was really such an obedient person, he wouldn't have let the matter get to this point.
"He dares!" Feng Yuyan looked at the slowly opening summoning door furiously, "If he dares not to hand over the Xuanbing Prison, I will make him never return to the God Realm! Also, he is no longer from my Shenfeng family! The eldest prince!"
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry to speak frankly, although the eldest prince has conflicts with you and the new empress, he is the only blood left behind, and he is also the best successor of my Shenfeng family in the past hundred years." Xuan Zhan wrinkled Frowning, he looked at Feng Yuyan disapprovingly, "Are you really going to let him live in the world?"
"Don't tell me who is ahead of me!" Feng Yuyan stared at Xuan Zhan coldly, "Patriarch Xuan Zhan, have you forgotten what the king said just now?"
Xuan Zhan suppressed his anger, stared directly at Feng Yu for a long while without saying a word.
This time, Ban Yu, who said to hug first, obviously felt that just hugging could no longer satisfy his desire, so he had to kiss Feng Yang's eyebrows, nose, mouth... He tucked Feng Yang's wet hair to his ear Finally, she whispered something in Fengyang's ear.
After hearing this, Feng Yang patted Ban Yu on the back hard, and slapped: "Who will give you nine sons!"
Ban Yu didn't feel any pain, and while drawing circles around Feng Yang's waist, he smiled softly and said, "You."
Feng Yang was dizzy from being teased by this old lecherous dragon, and muttered something.
At this time, Ban Yu picked him up: "Here or go out?"
Feng Yang raised his chin outward. Although there were two lying down outside, the bathroom was too humid for his liking.
Ban Yu naturally had no objection. Who would have thought that just as he carried someone to his big study, a circle of white light suddenly appeared next to his desk. The aperture became bigger and bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and disappeared in the study in the blink of an eye. And as the circle of light disappeared, so did Feng Yang's spirit body!
A second ago Feng Yang was still responding clumsily, but this second he closed his eyes and collapsed! Obviously someone forcibly summoned his spirit body!
The old hooligan who was about to raise his gun to battle: "..." My grandma's bear! ! !
Ban Yu fought back and sucked his robe over, stretched it out, and covered Feng Yang's body by the way, and shouted: "Yanliu!"
The boundary gate then opened, and Yan Liu walked out from inside. Yan Liu saw his master's ashen complexion: "Xianjun?"
Ban Yu: "Look at the safety of the two on the bed."
After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and focused her attention. She hugged Feng Yang's body and disappeared into the study.
After leaving the study, Yanliu saw a pile of clothes all over the place: "..."
Who dares to interrupt the good deeds of his family Xianjun? are you crazy? !
Yan Liu picked up the dirty clothes on the ground one by one, and seeing the dark red, blood-stained robe with wide sleeves, he couldn't help feeling puzzled.
At this time, the owner of the robe was already so angry that he was about to burn. The state of the spirit body is the same as when it left the body, that is to say, Feng Yang has no clothes on his body now, and is naked. He had no choice but to ignite the Nine Heavens Profound Fire to surround his body before arriving at the summoning place. But it takes a lot of energy!
"Who opened the summoning door?" Feng Yang stared at the group of people in front of him with bloodshot eyes and asked. This group of people knows how to find a place, but they actually found a deserted mountain! There is also an enchantment around the summoning gate! It was already dark outside, but it was as bright as day in here!
"Feng Yang, if you still want to live, hand over the Xuanbing Prison, otherwise don't blame me for not thinking of father and son!" Feng Yuyan looked at Feng Yang, with days of resentment in his eyes.
"Where's the father-son relationship?" Feng Yang snorted, "You broke my spirit and eradicated my divine book, how dare you mention the father-son relationship?"
"Then don't mention the relationship between father and son. Don't forget, if you want to return to the God Realm, you must have my approval. If you are stubborn, you will never want to go back to Fengtai Mountain!"
"Your Highness, why don't you play soft with Wang Fu?" Patriarch Qin Li said, "If the Immortal Queen is still here, I definitely don't want to see you like this."
"If it would be useful just to be soft, I wouldn't be forced to go where I am today. I won't hand over the Celestial Grass, and neither will the Xuanbing Prison. If you have the ability, you can come and take it. I'd like to see, who can get what I don't want to take out!" As soon as Feng Yang finished speaking, the flames around his body shot up rapidly like being sprayed with oil, "Everyone, uncles, I've been cut off After using the spirit root, most of the aura that is used now is the spiritual energy sucked from the Xuanbing Prison, if you push me into a hurry, don’t blame me for sucking up the Xuanbing Prison, just destroy it!"
"Stop him!" Feng Yuyan shouted, and flew straight towards Feng Yang. He held the ice thorn whip in his hand, raised the whip, and with a "snap", three of the surrounding trees thicker than electric poles were broken in a row.
Feng Yang saw the dense icicles on the whip, and instinctively flinched, but the fire in his eyes was burning more and more.
At that time, Feng Yuyan used this whip to cut off his spiritual root, and now he is showing some signs of recovery, does this person want to cut off his spiritual root again? !
Now that the divine book was removed, if the spiritual root could not be restored, he would really have no relationship with the God Realm, let alone being with Ban Yu.
Don't think about it!
Feng Yang forcefully pulled out the ice thorn that was thrown on his shoulder, with a sinister smile on his lips, and a pair of quenched eyes fixed on Feng Yuyan like a wolf. He is like a raging fire, a fire that will never stop until it burns out all the filth in this world.
Feng Yuyan asked the patriarchs to set up a barrier before Feng Yang came. He was not worried that Feng Yang would escape, but at this moment Feng Yang's smile made him feel cold all over, as if he had returned to the time when he was in the Xuanbing Prison. , Feng Yang's flying red hair, insolent laughter...
"Feng Yang, what are you going to do?!" Feng Yuyan felt something strange and couldn't help shouting.
"Aren't you thinking about your pheasant step-sister and bastard son? Don't worry, I'll let you reunite right away." Feng Yang stretched out his right hand, like he did in Ban Yu's room, and called Xuan Binglao with his mind. He also wants to let Feng Yuyan know what sourness is.
When Feng Yuyan saw Feng Yang find the Xuanbing Prison, he immediately calculated the opportunity to snatch it in his heart. Unexpectedly, only one side of the Xuanbing Prison was barely exposed, and he heard Chang Siwan and Feng Xi's shrill screams!
"Aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh alsohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Feng Wang, save me...!"
"You bastard! Let them go!" Only then did Feng Yuyan know that Feng Yang had actually let Xian Jue Cao crazily absorb the aura of the Xuanbing Prison. Xuan Bing couldn't help being "squeezed" like this, and it was twisted in Feng Yang's hands, and it was about to turn into a pile of waste products, so one could imagine what would happen to the people inside.
Feng Yuyan swung furiously, and the ice thorn whip lashed towards Feng Yang's body. Feng Yang couldn't completely avoid it in the barrier, and three cold gray marks were drawn on his face. However, his face was only drawn to one side, and his body didn't move at all. On the contrary, Xuan Bing was held in his hand like a balloon that had been drained of air, becoming more and more flat.
"Father, it hurts me to death! Ahhh, help me...!"
"Feng Wang! Where are you, Feng Wang? Let us go out..."
The voices of Chang Siwan and Feng Xi became more and more panicked, full of fear and despair.
Feng Yuyan was so anxious that his veins tensed up. He stared at Feng Yang with the same eyes that he had stared at his enemies for several generations: "Feng Yang! You will not end well if you suck up the spiritual energy in the Xuanbing Prison! Are you going to make a fool of yourself!"
Feng Yang naturally knew that he would have nothing good to eat in the end, but he couldn't leave, so he just let Feng Yuyan play around? That is naturally impossible. He gradually gathered his five fingers, speeding up the Xianjuancao to absorb the aura in the Xuanbing Prison, and heard Chang Siwan and Fengxi howling like ghosts and wolves inside, and said with a smile: "After they say it, they will skin me alive, I will I just want to see how they do it."
Chang Siwan and Feng Xi's screams became more and more sharp, and in the end they didn't sound like "people". Feng Yuyan's brows jumped when he heard it, and the words he said were as if they were squeezed out between his teeth: "Feng Yang, tell me, why are you willing to hand over the Xuanbing Prison!"
Feng Yang said: "Restore my divine books and spiritual roots, let me get out of here."
Feng Yuyan said without thinking: "This is impossible!"
Feng Yang suddenly tightened his palms: "Then you can collect the corpses for them!"
A ball of crimson flames instantly enveloped the Xuanbing Prison, and Feng Yuyan saw this, looked at Feng Yang with teary eyes, and at the same time waved the ice thorn whip. But this time he didn't swing the whip at Feng Yang, but let them extend infinitely, wrapping around the trees around Feng Yang. The whip surrounded dozens of big trees, trapping Feng Yang firmly in them.
The big trees that had been dyed fresh green by the spring suddenly began to change colors. They seemed to have been frozen, and they quickly turned into icicles from the position where they were whipped, and countless slender icicles grew on the branches and leaves. prick.
Seeing this, the Taili patriarch couldn't help shouting in unison: "Your Majesty! You can't do this!"
Xuan Zhan: "Your Majesty! Your Highness just wants to return to the God Realm, why don't you..."
"Shut up!" Feng Yuyan yelled, and looked at Feng Yang gloomyly: "Feng Yang, if you continue to be obsessed with your obsession, this time, I will make you lose your mind! I will ask you one last time, Xuanbing Prison , hand it over, or not hand it over!"
"No!" Feng Yang laughed, "Anyway, you never regarded me as your son. If you want to hate me, you can hate me. Just let me see if the Xuanbing Prison is more secure, or your Icethorn Whip is stronger One deal!"
The fire suddenly became more fierce. Originally, the patriarch and the others could still see Feng Yang's head and limbs, but now they couldn't even see these. Feng Yang wrapped himself into a big fireball. If it wasn't for the screams of Chang Siwan and Feng Xi from time to time, they would even suspect that there was a big fire in the woods.
Feng Yuyan saw that Feng Yang would never take the initiative to hand over this mysterious ice prison, so he viciously shook the handle of the whip in his hand, and the branches and leaves that had icicles shot out like thousands of arrows, piercing the sky and covering the earth. Xiang Fengyang.
The monstrous fire provided Feng Yang with shelter. However, Feng Yang forgot that the Xuanbing Prison was originally an ice magic weapon. He used the aura in this magic weapon to turn it into the Nine Heavens Xuanhuo. The natural nemesis ice thorn whip!
Only less than 60% of the ice spikes were blocked by the fire, and the rest shot at Feng Yang's spirit body!
Feng Yang turned around to avoid it, but dozens of ice needles still pierced his spirit body. They obviously don't have the slightest substance, but they seem to be sharper than any kind of needles, and what pierces is not his body, but his soul.
Seeing that the fireball was getting weaker, Feng Yuyan sneered, the handle of the whip shook again, and more ice thorns flew towards Fengyang than last time! Feng Yang grabbed the Xuanbing Prison with all his strength, but he didn't dodge it. His back was riddled with holes in an instant!
Seeing this, Patriarch Xuan Zhan pressed Feng Yuyan's wrist firmly: "Enough!"
Feng Yuyan, on the other hand, did not stop until Feng Yang was killed. He shook off Xuan Zhan vigorously, and raised his whip again!
Snapped!
The thick branches broken by the ice thorn whip pierced towards Feng Yang together with the small ice thorns.
Feng Yang closed his eyes, and suddenly regretted not being with Ban Yu earlier.
I don't know why he thought of Ban Yu at this time, but in this situation, the first thing he thought of was actually Ban Yu.
That snake spirit got into his heart unknowingly. Would he be angry if he disappeared so suddenly without warning
There was a sudden warm feeling in his eyes. Feng Yang opened his eyes violently, but who was it if it wasn't Ban Yu? !
"You, why are you here?" Feng Yang found that all the ice thorns were blocked by Ban Yu a foot away, and the flames disappeared. And his spiritual body returned to his body. Ban Yu wrapped him in a long robe, and his eyes were full of anger.
"If it wasn't for not knowing your birth date, I would have come here a long time ago!" Ban Yu was so distressed that he was bleeding when he saw the spirit body under his robe that was so injured that it couldn't be fully integrated with the physical body. He turned his head and stared at Feng Yuyan viciously: "You dog, I don't even want to touch him with a finger, but you are lucky to hurt him like this!"
"Who are you?" Feng Yuyan looked defensive. This man was able to block his ice thorn whip, and even break into the barrier they set up!
"Who told you that I'm human?" Ban Yu's eyes revealed a pale golden aura, and he drew a circle in the void with his hand, and the ice needles that surrounded him and Feng Yang were directed towards the shriveled The mysterious ice prison flew away!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Chang Siwan's scream sounded like it was about to pierce one's eardrums!
"You, who are you!" Feng Yuyan felt a sense of oppression, but he really couldn't remember who it was in front of him!
"Mo, Immortal Mo Ting?!" Tai Li patriarch looked at it for a long time, then suddenly said. He was the oldest person present, and he vaguely felt that the floating one looked a bit like a golden dragon fairy he had the honor to meet before... but the fairy back then was still a little fairy, not the same as now.
"Oh? You know me?" Ban Yu didn't hide it, and while helping Feng Yang to heal his injury, he said, "Since you know me, then tell me why you injured my precious Yang Yang." so?"
"Hui, Hui Xianjun, Feng Yang is the eldest prince of my divine phoenix family. He... my king wants the Xuanbing prison in his hands, because the queen and the second prince are locked in the prison at the moment, so... just..." The head of the Taili clan spoke tremblingly, a little incoherently, mainly "my baby Yangyang" or something, which made people a little shocked!
"Didn't the current Queen Feng pass away for many years? Where did you get the queen from?" Ban Yu pointed to the Xuanbing Prison in Feng Yang's hand: "Aren't there only two hybrid pheasants in the cage?"
Feng Yuyan: "!!!"
Patriarchs: "..."
That cold voice is so nice, but why are the words so choking!
Feng Yuyan said with a sullen face: "Xianjun, this is a family matter of my Shenfeng clan, you should not bother with it!"
Ban Yu slowly floated down to the ground with Feng Yang, and looked at Feng Yuyan with a sneer: "Your family business?" He hooked his right hand into a claw shape, and with a little force, he sucked the ice thorn whip into his hand, the silver thorn whip The thunder and lightning extended from the wrist to the whip, crack! Snapped! The hundreds of meters long whip was shaken into several pieces with a huge crashing sound! Ban Yu yelled: "You seriously injured my fiancée to this point, so I don't want to ask? How brave!"
Seeing that his most cherished weapon was destroyed, Feng Yuyan was furious on the spot: "Immortal Monarch! The Ice Thorn Whip is a magical weapon passed down from generation to generation in my family! You..."
Ban Yu said: "What me? It hurt my Yangyang several times, and this is its final destination. As for you? Since you can't be the king, let your grandfather go back to your clan to rectify it. Have a good time Phoenix actually found a pheasant to be his stepmother and gave birth to a baby pheasant, is there any brain?"
Feng Yuyan was angry: "Xianjun! Don't bully people too much!"
Ban Yu gathered his robe, his love for Feng Yang was very obvious. He said with a smile: "The brilliance of my merits and virtues is so powerful that I never deceive others. If I am deceived, then I am probably a beast. You can do it yourself!" After speaking, he tossed his long sleeves, and he was about to leave.
Feng Yuyan shouted: "My Xuanbing Prison!"
Ban Yu took the shriveled thing from Feng Yang's hand and threw it on the ground: "Give it back to you! I think it stinks even when I'm drinking, so Yangyang, my family, cares about your shitty thing?"
A pale golden halo appeared next to Ban Yu, and he and Feng Yang disappeared within it in the blink of an eye.
Boom!
Suddenly there was a deafening thunder in the sky, and then it rained cats and dogs.
The frozen trees grew branches and leaves again, while Feng Yuyan, the four patriarchs and the returned body, were drowned.
The head of the Taili clan wiped his face fiercely: "My lord, what do you think we should do now?" Immortal Mo Ting, who called the emperor his brother, said that your eldest son is his fiancée! The point is that you beat someone's fiancee.
Feng Yuyan got Chang Siwan and Feng Xi out, saw the ice thorns all over their bodies, shaking like a sieve, their spiritual roots were broken, and they immediately looked like they had eaten shit.
How does he know what to do!
Xuan Zhan stared coldly for a moment, and went back without saying hello. Although the process is different from what he expected, but Feng Yang is fine, so that's fine. Now he only hopes that the fairy king will keep his word, but hurry up and let the old Phoenix King of the Feng clan come back to rectify it! After passing away one after another, the family has become more and more disorganized!
On the way, Ban Yu asked Feng Yang, "Are you angry if I let them go?"
Feng Yang said: "Don't be angry. Losing our merits because of them is not worth it. Besides, there will be more suffering only when we are alive."
Ban Yu: "Yes. I'll ask Lao Fengtou to take care of it later. That stubborn old man will definitely make the current Feng Wang peel off his skin. By the way, baby, does it still hurt?"
Feng Yang shook his head, and said with a smile, "It doesn't hurt, it's just a little cramped."
Ban Yu raised his eyebrows: "Yeah?"
Feng Yang poked something with his hand in his robe.
Ban Yu: "..."
Still in the study of the Four Seas Dragon Palace, there was a sudden heavy panting. Yan stayed outside for a moment, then silently opened a boundary gate for herself.
It seems that Xianjun is not far from returning to the fairyland! Go back and tell the old Dragon Lord and Dragon Queen the good news!