Allure Summoner

The skeleton soldier jumped out and stood in front of her: "My dear friend, you go first, I'll finish off!"

At this moment, it is brave.

Just because of Jun Qianxi's friend.

"Since we're friends, we're going to advance and retreat together!" Jun Qianxi's mouth curled up, "I'll let it stop for a while, and you take advantage of this opportunity to directly devour its soul fire."

The skeleton soldier was a little surprised: "How can you make it stop for a moment?"

Jun Qianxi patted it on the head: "The most important thing for a friend is trust, where do so many doubts come from?"

She undoubtedly taught Xiao Bing another lesson, and since then, it has been implementing the principle of trusting friends.

During their brief conversation, the eighth-order undead appeared in front of them.

The aura of heaven and earth on Jun Qianxi's body was released, and when her spiritual pressure fell on the eighth-order undead, the undead's figure obviously paused.

"Soldier, get on!"

The figure of the skeleton soldier was like a ray of light, falling on the opponent in the blink of an eye.

It hugged the head of the eighth-level undead, and bit it down.

After the undead transformed from the seventh level to the eighth level, the hardness of the bones has also changed.

Its bite was not as easy as before.

Its teeth sank into the opponent's skull.

The eighth-order undead had regained its mobility. It screamed and rushed towards Jun Qianxi with its fangs and claws.

The soul fire in Xiao Bing's eyes jumped, and a burst of gray smoke suddenly burst out from its bones, enveloping the undead.

The bones of the undead corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye after touching the smoke.

The huge skeleton collapsed within a few steps.

No matter how hard Xiaobing's teeth were, he finally broke the opponent's skull.

But it didn't directly devour the opponent's soul fire, but shot out two flames from its eyes, wrapping the opponent's soul fire.

There was a "sizzling" sound in the air, and the originally huge soul fire of the eighth-order undead was burned into a small piece, and then it began to devour it.

Jun Qianxi saw the scene of tempering her soul clearly in her eyes, her pupils shrank slightly, and she lowered her eyelids to hide the thoughts in her eyes.

"Dear friend, are you interested in my method of devouring souls?"

Jun Qianxi nodded: "Xiao Bing, you said that we also rely on the power of the soul to control the summoned beasts. If I have a way to increase the power of the soul, wouldn't that be great?"

The skeleton soldier nodded, no matter what, it is a great thing that the power of the soul can grow.

However, it tilted its head, looked at the human in front of it, and said, "But how do you swallow the fire of the soul?"

There are many holes in its skull head, it doesn't matter which hole it throws in, but what about her?

The corner of Jun Qianxi's mouth twitched: "Don't use your IQ to measure my ability!"

The skeleton soldier touched his head subconsciously, and said, "I call this soul tempering."

"Tempering?" Jun Qianxi nodded, "It's just taking the essence and discarding the dross, isn't it?"

The skeleton soldier looked at her in disbelief: "You understood it so quickly? I have tried for thousands of years!"

The corner of Jun Qianxi's mouth twitched: "I understand the principle, just teach me how to do it!"

"Ah? You understand again?" The skeleton soldier acted like he was frightened, "You understand so much, why do you want me to teach you?"