Allure Summoner

I saw the black mist break away from the iron chain, as if they were summoned by something, they rushed straight into the sky, and condensed into a black ball above their heads.

As the black ball floated, it faintly revealed a palpitating energy.

"Sister-in-law, your head is so heavy!"

Mo Lingfeng felt as if something was tearing at his soul, and couldn't help but raised his hand to press down on his protruding temple.

Jun Qianxi raised her finger to touch his forehead, and his face became better as the spiritual power poured into him.

At this time, an old figure appeared in their sight.

"Ignorant junior, how can the soul-locking array be suppressed with this little spiritual power? After a while, my darlings will pull out your souls and devour them!"

As if in response to his words, the black sphere in midair floated up and down a few times, and then suddenly released black mist towards the surroundings.

The black mist was like a huge black cloth, covering the blue sky and covering the red sun that had just risen from the horizon, and they were plunged into darkness in the blink of an eye.

"Sister-in-law, it hurts so much!"

Since Mo Lingfeng hadn't opened the soul gate yet, his soul realm was very low. As soon as the soul lock array was opened, his soul began to tremble. The heart-piercing pain made him moan involuntarily.

As the black mist rolling around became thicker and thicker, Jun Qianxi's spiritual power was completely unable to suppress the restlessness of his soul, and the low groaning sound in her ears made the cold light in her eyes stronger and stronger.

Strong spiritual power gathered in her hands, and she slapped several palms in one direction.

This is enough energy to tear apart several ninth-level intermediate masters, but it is useless to this soul-locking formation.

Mo Lingfeng's face became paler and paler, and she couldn't delay any longer.

"Little soldier, is there any way to get out?"

Jun Qianxi knew that this skeleton soldier had studied the soul to a certain extent, otherwise it would be impossible to know how to cultivate the soul.

"Lovely Xi'er, have you finally thought of Xiaobing?"

The corner of Jun Qianxi's mouth twitched, no wonder the skeleton who likes to think about things has been so quiet recently, it turned out to be her fault for focusing all her attention on the little beast.

"Soul-locking array? You don't feel blush even when you name it? The real soul-locking array is formed by thousands of wraiths. There are not even a hundred wraiths!"

Xiaobing reassembled his body, with his hands behind his back, his skull looking up at the top of his head, with a stinky look like I know everything about the world.

While it was talking, Jun Qianxi felt that her soul was beginning to shake, not to mention Mo Lingfeng, whose face had turned ashen.

"These vengeful spirits are imprisoned in iron chains by the secret method, they might as well feed the little soldiers!"

It said that the skull flew high, and opened its mouth to bite the sphere that was constantly releasing black mist.

Immediately there was a muffled hum from outside.

The little soldier's soul fire jumped, and the ball was swallowed by it at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black mist covering the sky and the earth quickly faded away, and the humming sound outside became louder and louder, and then became It became a scream.

Soon, the entire ball was swallowed by it, and it patted its hollow body and lay straight on the ground, as if it was full.

But Jun Qianxi clearly saw a trace of black mist circulating in its soul fire.