Miss Eight Series Summoner

Of course, even though Feng Xi thinks these people are an eyesore, he is not stupid enough to do anything!

Her current ability, let alone what to do, will definitely be discovered whenever there is any movement.

She didn't want to make a small loss, let alone plan, to show herself out for this.

In particular, the teacher just said that these people seem to be bad people, so let's just wait and see the situation first.

The blood pressure of Warcraft didn't work, making Feng Heng a little surprised, and at the same time his face seemed a little serious.

In this demon class, that kind of oppressive force is innate, even if you want to toughen training changes, you can't change the blood pressure between high and low levels.

But the current situation is obviously unusual.

At this point, the purple-robed old man, Pharaoh, seemed to have noticed.

There was a deep color in his eyes, and the purple robe flicked his hand, a purple light like a net layer, instantly vacated the three big beasts that were irritable.

"Roar~"

"Hiss~"

"Roar~"

I saw that after the purple light was covered, they continued to press down. The three big beasts that were violent and manic seemed to be imprisoned in a cage instantly, and that cage was shrinking and oppressing.

He roared fiercely, but couldn't break free, he could only roar violently.

The purple light stopped shrinking until it was completely suppressed on the ground and squatting immobile, but it did not withdraw the purple light.

Feng Xi's eyes widened when he saw this.

It seems that among this group of people, the old man is definitely the most capable. He was a little surprised when he saw such a powerful man's action, but he soon calmed down his surprise and watched seriously.

Jin Jiaye, who had been by her side, glanced at those people, but didn't pay too much attention. Instead, his eyes fell on Fengxi who had been watching the battle with his eyes shining.

There was a deep and unpredictable luster in the blue eyes, and the hand on the side had already quietly moved upstairs to her thin waist.

"Pharaoh! Why do you need you to do this for a beast of this level? It really loses your identity!" At this time, it was the white-haired old man standing on Feng Xi's side who spoke.

As soon as his words fell, the other elders did not speak, but their eyes clearly agreed.

"That's right! These other monsters can't be solved. I really don't know how the Feng Family Patriarch took the position. It seems that this postmortal still cannot compare with our generation back then."

An old man on the other side obviously opened his mouth with disdain.

When Feng Heng heard this, his face was still serious and tight, as if he didn't feel the contempt and disdain in the eyes of those strong men.

Turning sideways slightly, nodded respectfully to Pharaoh; "Thank you Pharaoh!"

When Pharaoh heard the words of the old man just now, he did not have the slightest affection for those flattery, but a touch of impatience passed through his eyes.

What he hates most is hypocrisy, and the arrogant face that waits for others to compliment all day is really not to his appetite.

Therefore, he has never liked staying in the academy, throwing those things directly to those old men, and walking around on his own, only when he meets the one that suits his appetite, he will give a good face.

Feng Heng opened his mouth, and he just glanced at it, then passed him and walked towards the three monsters.

At this time, Zi Xiahong had come to Feng Heng's side, glanced at the old man around him, but only called out respectfully towards Feng Heng; "Patriarch!"