At this time, there were only Jun Qianxi, Duanmu Ming and Jun Wumian left on the stage.

None of the opponent's ninth-level masters were damaged.

Jun Wumian and Duanmu Ming can only delay them.

Especially Duanmu Ming, if his soul gate was not opened and his soul power was not strong enough, he would not be able to control the Fire Kirin to block the two ninth-level masters.

He was not as relaxed as it seemed on the surface.

Every move is very cautious. As long as there is a slight difference, he will definitely be repelled.

"Brother Ming, these are all ninth-level masters. I, a fifth-level master, have no ability to finish the fight!" Jun Qianxi slowly stepped to Jun Wumian's side, "Or, let me drag this ninth-level intermediate master. What if you two join forces to kill the other six?"

The person watching the game couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Is it good to have a level nine intermediate level that can be completely up to three level nine primary levels?

If she joins forces with His Highness Ming to eliminate the ninth level primary one by one, it will still work.

Now she actually wants to use her fifth-level strength to support an intermediate master of the ninth-level?

If the other party waved his sleeves casually, you wouldn't know where you were lifted.

"Girl, how long can you hold on?" Jun Wumian narrowed his eyes slightly. He still had leisure to chat with her when he was fighting with the same level. He was indeed a not-so-simple product.

"Well, it should be fine for one stick of incense!"

Jun Qianxi thought for a while and then said.

"Then, I'll be back within half an incense stick!"

Jun Wumian didn't refuse, which made the people watching the game look surprised.

When did this world become so crazy?

Mo Lingfeng has returned to the location of Lingshan Sect, so he, the cheerleader, cannot be idle at this time.

"My teacher's sister-in-law gets up!"

"My teacher's sister-in-law gets up!"

The junior brothers followed his steps and howled to the sky.

They trust Jun Qianxi so much that even if one day she said she could slap Nangong Fenghua to death with one palm, they would believe it.

Their teachers and sister-in-law never do things that are unsure.

This scene naturally attracted everyone's attention, and they were vaguely infected by this blind trust.

She was a waste a year ago, and a fifth-level summoner a year later, she contracted a super divine beast, and could kill the top eight-level monsters. Maybe she could really drag out the ninth-level intermediate incense sticks.

After Jun Wumian left, Jun Qianxi stood opposite the ninth-level intermediate level.

"Sir, everyone is my own, so please show mercy!"

"You are not controlled by the Soul Lock?" At this time, the other party also noticed the clues, and his eyes flashed and murmured.

"Soul Lock? What is that?" Jun Qianxi looked confused, then she suddenly realized and shouted: "Damn Rakshasa Island, you dare to use the Soul Lock to control me. No wonder I always feel strange. How could I be so kind, innocent, innocent, and lovely, get along with you, a group of despicable, shameless, despicable, despicable, despicable, and despicable!"

When she pointed at her nose and scolded her, the other party's face darkened.

Jun Qianxi took out the bottle containing the Soul-Suan from the space ring with hatred: "Bai Ningshuang, as the queen of the Duanmu Dynasty, you actually gave me such a vicious thing as Soul-Suan. I'll give it back to you now!"

She said, throwing the bottle in her hand hard to the ground.
Chapter completed!