Clenching his fists tightly, he raised his eyes and looked directly at the fire wolf that seriously injured him. A flame rose in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn and destroy the fire wolf.
A carp straightened up, stood up, became angry decisively, and shouted: "Wind Eagle, come out."
He also has summoned beasts, so what if the level is not as good as theirs, at least it won't be like it is now.
Moreover, when the summoner and the summoned beast fight together, the attack power is the strongest.
The people in the Temple of Summoning heard his angry voice and decisively summoned their respective summoned beasts.
Although the level is low, it can still increase their combat effectiveness.
"Ho ho ho..."
"Ouch..."
The roars of the beasts resounded throughout the world, almost knocking down the surrounding houses.
As soon as their respective summoned beasts came out, everyone in Team Seven seemed to be relatively small in number.
Jun Moye and Mu Hanfeng, who had been standing outside watching the battle, all moved at this moment.
Flying up, fire elements and dark elements quickly attacked towards the Temple of Summoning.
"boom......"
The attacks of the two are absolute. Once they strike, they will die!
How can the people from the Temple of Summoning be their opponents?
Even if he saw it, he was in the middle of a battle. Before he could resist, his body had been thrown away and hit the ground heavily. All the internal organs in his body were filled with overwhelming pain. Let alone stand up, just move.
, it’s all a heart-wrenching pain!
One dressed in purple robes and the other in ink clothes, floating quietly in the sky, with fluttering skirts, like two kings, looking down at the people below.
The elemental power exerted caused the people in the Temple of Summoning to fall one after another.
Listening to the voices of the beasts, Jun Moye laughed softly, his voice like the sounds of nature full of charm: "Xuan Ming, I'll leave those magical beasts to you."
In mid-air, purple-gold light flashed, and Xuan Ming's figure appeared in the sky.
Wearing a purple-gold armor, a pair of purple-gold pupils, long purple-gold hair floating in the sky, his eyes were full of indifference.
Looking coldly at the beasts below, his thin lips curled up slightly: "The people in Class Seven will take back all the contracted beasts."
The cold words carried a coercion, and the pressure began to spread.
The people in Class 7 did not hesitate and quickly took back all their contracted beasts.
Naturally, they would not doubt the boss's contracted beast.
Seeing this, the corners of Xuan Ming's lips curved once again, and then they disappeared, and a pair of purple-gold pupils were replaced by a touch of frost: "Get over here."
The cold words, mixed with ancient pressure, attacked the beasts with an invisible force of oppression.
The bodies of all the monsters who were fighting with them couldn't help but tremble, and a trace of fear was growing deep in their souls.
"One second." Xuan Ming said coldly after glancing at the demonic beast coldly.
"Ouch..."
"Ho ho ho..."
"Hiss..." The monsters had no time to fight at this time. As early as when Xuan Ming spoke, they had already felt the sense of oppression, as well as the trembling and fear in their souls.
When he heard these words, he ran with all his strength, his body flashed, and in the next second, he appeared below Xuan Ming.
He lowered his head, his body was trembling slightly, and he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look directly at the purple-gold figure in the sky.