Allure Summoner

The people who were killed by the gang of wraiths were turned on their backs, and several disciples were damaged one after another.

When all the wraiths on the sixth floor are killed, none of the disciples of Nishang Palace will be disgraced, and all of them will be exhausted. Only Mo Lingfeng is still alive and kicking!

Lu Jingtian stared at the figure viciously, and said, "Wumian, can we just ignore him?"

If he hadn't been tugging on Jun Wumian's lapel, with Jun Wumian's shot, they wouldn't have been hurt so badly!

"Master's order, do you dare to disobey it?"

Jun Wumian asked indifferently, but she was thinking about the intention of the Nishang God King in her heart, why did she let Mo Lingfeng come here, could it be that she knew that those two people would appear here?

Lu Jingtian closed his mouth, but stared at Mo Lingfeng even more sternly.

And someone who is used to being missed just doesn't mind, the angrier you are, the happier he is.

The happiest thing in the world is that you obviously want to bite me but you can’t bite me because the distance is too far away, and the happiest thing is that you obviously want to bite me, but I am right in front of you, but you dare not bite...

When the group of Nishang Palace was resting, Mingxi and the others had already reached the seventh floor for a long time.

On the seventh floor of the trial tower, there is a resentful spirit who has stepped into the divine realm with half a foot...

This is not the most troublesome thing. What is annoying is that in addition to the existence of the powerful wraith, there is also a large number of wraiths of the ninth level of the holy realm floating around.

Yes, here is not the same as the lower six floors, there is a special restriction to confine the wraiths.

Instead, there is a small foothold as a safe foothold, so that those wraiths cannot attack you!

At this time, they were in the space where only ten people were allowed to stand, watching those resentful spirits constantly impacting the restriction here.

The wraiths here are also completely different from the previous floors.

The strength of the former resentful spirits are all on the first line, such as the sixth floor, they are all the eighth-level juniors of the Holy Realm, and then gradually increase with the increase of resentment.

As for the wraiths here, there are junior, intermediate, and advanced ninth-level saints...

Due to the different ranks of these wraiths, the color of their bodies is also quite different.

The ninth-level high-level ones in the Holy Land are completely dark gray, and the magic core is only the size of a thumbnail. Because the colors are similar, it is very difficult to distinguish them.

As for the wraith who stepped into the divine realm with one foot, the color of his body was completely the same as that of the magic core, and he couldn't see where the magic core was at all.

At this time, the wraith looked like a king, sitting on the stone chair opposite, still sitting in a very leisurely posture.

The sight that fell on Mingxi was nothing but mockery.

Jun Qianxi's forehead twitched. The sixth floor is too far away from the seventh floor, isn't it?

I thought that based on the situation on the sixth floor, with Duanmu Ming beside me, I could easily pass the seventh floor, but I didn't expect...

Now I don't even have the thought of stepping out of this prohibition.

Those resentful spirits are like wolves in spring, surrounding them impenetrably. She is very sure that as long as they take a step forward, they will be hit like a storm.

What's more damning is that she saw that stone tablet, the stone tablet engraved with the three characters "Northern Underworld Soldiers"...

Right under the ass of the wraith who stepped into the divine realm with half a foot...

"Xiao Bingbing, your tombstone is being used as a latrine..." The little beast pointed to the opposite side, then pinched his nose and said, "I don't know how much fart and shit the wraith sat on it..."