Allure Summoner

Duanmu Rui lowered his eyelids halfway, raised the handkerchief in his hand as if to wipe the corners of his mouth, his long and narrow eyes lingered on her body for a while and then retracted.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Jun Qianxi replied with a chuckle: "Actually, I don't want anything, it's just that there are too many people entering the tomb of the gods, and I just feel a little uncomfortable!"

What she meant was to let them kill each other!

"Jun Qianxi, you are so vicious!"

I don't know which sect's person just made a sound, but Duanmu Rui gave him a slap and killed him.

"How many people won't get in your eyes?"

He didn't even blink his eyes, as if killing that person was like trampling an ant to death.

"Your Highness, don't stop, when I feel better, I will call you to stop!"

She didn't give a definite number, would she call out to stop him?Thinking about it is impossible.

At this time, the sound of glass breaking came from overhead, making everyone present tremble.

Not only Duanmu Rui, but everyone else had no choice.

Either die together, or live by yourself, and others will die!

This is a difficult choice for a loving person, but it is extremely simple for this group of so-called decent families.

They naturally choose the latter.

The people who were relatively close subconsciously dispersed. They each showed their weapons and stared at the surroundings vigilantly to prevent being plotted against by their own people.

"Kacha" the crystal on the top of his head has cracked.

This crisp voice seemed to be a catalyst. Who knows who roared and shot at the people around him first, and the whole secret room was instantly filled with the sound of shouting and killing.

The so-called decent family is this pair of faces.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Jun Qianxi's mouth. For them, family, friendship and love are all bullshit, and the lives of relatives may not be as good as a top-notch elixir.

If these sanctimonious and extremely hypocritical people lived to a hundred years old, how many kind-hearted ordinary people would suffer.

The scene became more and more chaotic, and many people were already red-eyed. They waved the weapons in their hands tirelessly, and continuously concentrated their spiritual power to attack towards the side.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and the originally clean crystals on the ground were also stained red by blood.

Since it was a melee, the overflowing spiritual pressure accelerated the cracking speed of the crystal above his head.

"Xiao Xi'er, this crystal doesn't seem to last long!"

Duanmu Ming saw that there were more and more slits on the top of his head, and he couldn't help leaning forward slightly, protecting the people around him tightly in his arms, in case the mercury on it would suddenly fall down.

"Ming, smash that wall!" Jun Qianxi casually pointed at a piece of the wall, and blinked playfully.

How could Duanmu Ming not understand the meaning of her expression, he pinched the tip of her nose affectionately, and gathered spiritual power in his hand.

But someone struck out a step ahead of him.

There was a loud bang, and the entire space shook violently.

"Click"

The slit that originally extended from the top of the head split to the top in an instant, but this crystal seemed to be extremely hard, even if it was cracked to this extent, it was not completely broken.

Some of the mercury contained in it seeped out from the slits, and a few drops happened to fall into the unknown smoke.

Under everyone's gaze, the smoke suddenly sprang up, like a ferocious beast opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the people directly above.