Allure Summoner

Helian was even more frightened, since she didn't need to destroy it anymore, this skeleton soldier would become a sharp weapon in her hands.

The small room became quiet again, and He Lianling sat cross-legged and waited in peace of mind. This time, she must give Jun Qianxi a big gift.

Just when she closed her eyes, Xiao Bing's eyes had already been outlined, and a sly light flashed quickly in her eyes when her eyelids were lifted. The black and white eyes were not the confusion that amnesiacs should have, but clear and bright as if they knew everything.

When He Lianling's eyes opened again, he quickly closed them.

"Strange, why did you feel like you were being stared at just now?"

He Lianling couldn't help shaking her shoulders, as if she wanted to shake off the illusion of being calculated by others.

Time passed by every minute and every second in silence, and the outside of the Purple Hall was also in silence, and everyone's eyes fell on the slender figure.

A little sweat broke out on Jun Qianxi's forehead. This was the third time, and she still couldn't find the entrance.

It even made her doubt whether what Young Master Ling said was true or not.

She bit her lower lip tightly. Even if she knew that there was a 90.00% chance that the other party was playing tricks on her, there was at least a [-]% chance that it was true. As long as this [-]% existed, she would have no reason give up.

She was really worried about letting He Lianling stay with Xiaobing.

In the blink of an eye, another hour passed, and just when Duanmu Ming could not help but dragged Mr. Ling to ask him again, there was a slight sound.

"Click"

Jun Qianxi's fingertips felt a pain. It turned out that the nail on the index finger was broken by something.

There was a flash of light in her eyes, and she ignored the pain from her nails, and began to grope this area carefully.

Finally, she found a gap, and she touched the door back and forth. This gap is very secret, and her fingers slipped through it twice without noticing it.

This time, if it wasn't for the accidental knock on her fingertip, she probably still didn't notice it.

"Ming, there seems to be a gap here!"

Her voice was full of joy, and everyone present subconsciously surrounded her.

Duanmu Ming gently held her injured hand in his hand, his eyes were full of distress.

He condensed his spiritual energy into a thin blade, carefully trimming her broken nails.

"Ming, open the door!"

Jun Qianxi withdrew her hand, urging anxiously.

Duanmuming looked at her with a bit of taste, but he still put his hand on that place.

The powerful spiritual power is condensed in the palm of the hand, but how can the buildings of the Immortal Mansion be destroyed by the energy of the Emperor Realm?

After a burst of intense light, the place where his palm fell was intact.

Duanmu Ming's two beautiful brows were tightly knit together: "I don't know what kind of material this wall is made of, it can absorb spiritual power!"

The entrance is right in front of you but you can't get in...

Jun Qianxi also stood beside him with a dignified expression.

Everyone present was also thinking, can they absorb spiritual power?Then how to open this door!

Mo Bing looked around suspiciously, moved his mouth a few times, and finally remained silent.

Brother Ling Feng said that the matter can only be revealed after seeking evidence.

She slowly walked up to the crowd, and under their gaze, she raised her hand and landed on the place where Duanmuming put it before, and then pushed it in...

Squeak!

That door was opened.