Miss Eight Series Summoner

"Damn you!" Feng Xi suddenly opened her eyes, and said harshly.

As soon as the voice fell, Feng Xi's figure swayed, and instantly came to the ancient beast, with a shallow ghost, dragging it behind, and his right hand took it home, waving a flexible whip beautifully, a gorgeous arc The line pierced the night sky.

"Snapped!"

The long whip in Feng Xi's hand hit the ancient mythical beast with incomparable precision, but it quickly bounced back.

The ancient sacred beast seemed to not feel the attack of this long whip at all, without any reaction at all.

"Damn it!" Feng Xi frowned, pointed his toes, and leaped quickly and accurately at the ancient beast, and his slender hands fluttered lightly. The long whip seemed to have been given life, and it was extremely flexible. The attacks fell on the ancient beast one after another.

Jin Jiaye stood on the spot, imagining a long sword in his hand, and subconsciously stepped forward following the wind, his body was as light as a swallow, agile and agile, and the sharp blade showed a strange cold light.

In the blink of an eye, a breeze blew by, Jin Jiaye's wrist moved, and the long sword attacked the ancient beast with cold.

Feng Xi's long whip and Jin Jiaye's long sword attacked the ancient divine beast at almost the same time, but they were bounced away very quickly, just like before.

And the ancient sacred beast didn't even have any scars on its body, let alone being hurt.

"No scars left..." Jin Jiaye's unscathed ancient beast was a little angry.

Feng Xi's right hand holding the long whip tightly tightened, a faint blue color appeared at the knuckles, and the chill in the water eyes was almost solidified.

"Damn it!" Fengxi slammed the long whip in his hand severely, raising a cloud of dust on the ground.

Jin Jiaye's demon's eyes were like a storm of disability, shooting a sharp cold light, and his handsome face was covered with awe-inspiring aura.

"Xier, that ancient divine beast has shortcomings." Jin Jiaye's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up in a dangerous arc.

The windy water-cut apricot eyes narrowed slightly, like a drawing of eyebrows, pursed lips and smiled between the eyebrows, and the eyebrows seemed to be smudged with a manzhushahua, beautiful and enchanting, and Jin Jiaye said in unison: "eyes."

After speaking, the two people looked at each other, and they left the place tacitly, and attacked the ancient divine beast from left to right.

Seeing the movements of Feng Xi and Jin Jia Ye, the ancient beast was extremely disdainful, thinking that Feng Xi and Jin Jia Ye wanted to distract himself, so he spit out two huge fireballs towards Feng Xi and Jin Jia Ye. Attacked.

A sly and narrow smile appeared at the corner of Feng Xi's mouth, and she looked at Jin Jiaye from a distance, and then began to avoid the fireball.

The fireball spit out by that ancient divine beast has its own ability to search for enemies. No matter how Feng Xi and Jin Jiaye dodge, those two fireballs always follow Feng Xi and Jin Jiaye.

The fireball seemed to have eyes, closely following Feng Xi and Jin Jiaye, no matter how they circumvented and avoided, they couldn't get rid of it.

Feng Xi and Jin Jiaye looked at each other and hinted at each other. The two ran to the ancient beast at the same time, and they surrounded the ancient beast one by one. The fireball still chased after it.

Feng Xi gestured with both hands, squeezing out a tactic. In his hand, he picked up the elementalized whip and radiated to the left side of the ancient beast, while Jin Jiaye used a long sword to stab the right side of the ancient beast.