Allure Summoner

Duanmu Rui was completely taken aback by these two slaps.

What was that black energy just now?Why does he feel that there is no way to resist?

Originally, he was the strongest in this group of people, so he was arrogant, he was arrogant, he was arrogant, he was arrogant, and he could do whatever he wanted.

But now the burning pain on his face told him that he was a scum in front of Duanmu Ming.

He subconsciously took half a step back, and the boundless self-confidence he had before was shattered.

Duanmu Ming picked up the handkerchief and wiped the palms of his hands, burning them with spiritual power, as if to clean up the dirt from the opponent's face.

He glanced around at the people present, and said calmly: "You don't move, it doesn't mean that you are afraid of you, I just don't want this game to end so soon, my Xi'er hasn't had enough fun yet!"

He seemed to be stating the facts, but his words were like a giant hammer pressing on the chests of the people present, making it extremely difficult for them to even breathe.

His gaze stayed on Duanmu Rui, but the person who would have looked at him arrogantly at this moment only looked at each other for a few seconds and then looked away.

He chuckled and didn't say much, it seemed that he and Xi'er had thought too much about everything.

On the one hand, Duanmu Rui's transformation was due to the maturity of his mind, but more of it was due to his inflated fearlessness due to the improvement of his strength.

But now, that no fear has been buried under his palm, and what is left of those famous and decent families is only boundless fear.

At this time, after Jun Qianxi absorbed several clusters of soul fire one after another, the trauma on her soul has completely recovered.

Her thick eyelashes trembled, and a bright brilliance flashed in her eyes for an instant.

This is a manifestation of the improvement of her soul realm. Although it has only improved a little, it can make others clearly feel the change of her temperament.

"Xiao Xi'er, are you awake? Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

After the domineering man noticed the movement behind him, the expression on his face changed drastically.

He is as gentle as jade, tender as water, and even his voice is very low, as if he is afraid that the person in his arms will be frightened if he speaks louder.

Jun Qianxi shook her head, she looked at those retreating people suspiciously, and asked suspiciously, "Are you scaring them again?"

"No way!" Duanmu Ming muttered, "It's just that I can't understand the expression of someone who thinks he is invincible!"

Jun Qianxi gave a "puchi" laugh. She knew that Duanmu Ming's realm had also improved, but she didn't know that he had actually risen to the point where he could beat ninth-level peak experts at will.

Her eyes fell on Bai Ningshuang beside her. After such a long time, her tendons should have returned to normal.

Those broken bones were also completed by the gentleness of the spiritual power, but she was still paralyzed on the ground motionless, what was An's thinking?

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, no matter what the other party's thoughts were, as long as they entered the tomb of the gods according to this fake map, it would definitely be wonderful.

"Ming, time has been delayed for too long, should we move on?"

Duan Muming responded, and then looked at the person holding the map: "What? Are you trying to repeat the old trick and use force to coerce us, who don't know the route, to lead the way for you?"

"No...don't dare!"

Those well-known and decent people shook their hands one after another, answering with great trepidation.