The eldest lady of the Jun family is not a waste? Can she cultivate? And he's a fifth-order summoner? There are even summoned beasts that are higher than the rank of immortal beasts?

No wonder, she can get the favor of His Highness Hades, no wonder she can make the Jun family restless, no wonder she can enter a different time and space, no wonder she will be so fearless in the ring!

Because of the things she could cultivate, the people who watched the battle had a lot less trouble in their hearts.

I know how a person who is like a god in the Hades Temple can look at a waste.

Su Mei'er and the others didn't say much, Jun Qianxi was a fifth-order, and in the face of an opponent who was so much stronger than her, she would definitely use that weird undead summoning beast.

Let everyone praise you now, and when your identity as an undead summoner is revealed, see who will still be on your side?

Jun Qianxi, you should also taste the taste of falling from the sky to the ground.

They didn't know that their Jihua had already been informed by His Highness Hades, and they didn't know who was calculating whom.

"Tai Chi starting hand pose!" Mo Lingfeng shouted.

The four of them stood in unison, slowly squatting down with their bodies and slowly raising their hands.

They muttered words in their mouths, which were obviously the Tai Chi mantra that defied the sky: "A big watermelon ......"

Connected with their movements, the surrounding heaven and earth aura was brought up.

The three eighth-order peaks didn't care at first, just thought they were playing monkey shows, but the more they got to zuihou, the more heaven and earth aura they brought up.

They looked at each other, and it would definitely be bad for them if this continued.

They tiptoed a little, and the spiritual pressure on their bodies instantly surged.

Mo Lingfeng's movements were obviously stagnant.

At this moment, the other party moved.

In the blink of an eye, they were in front of Mo Lingfeng.

Just as they raised their palms, a cold aura suddenly appeared in front of them, and the spiritual power in their bodies was frozen for that moment.

The energy of the falling palm was reduced by half.

"Leverage your strength!" Mo Lingfeng shouted, and all the junior disciples each grabbed a person's arm, and slapped their palms one after another, directly breaking their spiritual protection.

At this time, a heel bone appeared in Jun Qianxi's hand: "Ling Feng!" ”

When Mo Lingfeng heard her shout, he immediately understood, and with a spin under his feet, he lifted the whole person in his hand and threw it at Jun Qianxi.

The masters of the peak of the eighth order are not vegetarians, and they don't know how many battles they have experienced when they reach this level.

It's just that when the other party saw Jun Qianxi standing at that time, he had the heart to despise the enemy.

He didn't surge spiritual power to protect his body, but condensed the spiritual power in the palm of his hand and slapped it on Jun Qianxi's head.

The corners of Jun Qianxi's mouth curved, she quickly retreated, and a small figure wrapped in a black cloak suddenly appeared on the place where she was standing.

"Bang"

There was a loud bang, dust flew around, and a large crater appeared on the ground.

"It hurts!"

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, the small black figure slowly crawled out of the pit, its hand constantly tapping its head, as if to relieve the pain.

"Revenge!"

The little soldier said two words fiercely, it raised its head, and suddenly a burst of fire burst out from under the mask, and the eighth-order master was stunned for a moment, forgetting to resist.

In an instant, the little soldier came to him, and two ribs appeared in his hand, stabbing down.

The two ribs seemed to be an indestructible blade, easily piercing into each other's feet.