Miss Eight Series Summoner

A thick black mist floated from the white poison and stood still 100 meters away from the wind.

A look of surprise appeared in the eyes of the mercenaries, standing solemnly behind Feng Heng.

The black mist dissipated, and fifty demon slaves shrouded in black robes appeared in front of everyone.

The demon slaves are beautiful and fluffy, but their eyes are all black, and the temperament of the whole body is extremely strange, and standing in the poisonous mist, there is no effect at all.

"Who are you?!" Feng Heng's face sank and asked.

"Who are we? Haven't you guessed it?" The voice of the person who spoke just now sounded, and then the fifty demon slaves dispersed to both sides, letting out the figure who came forward from behind.

The visitor also wore a black robe, but there were some patterns on his robe.

Although it is not complicated, he can see that he is different from others, and his aura is stronger than that of the fifty demon slaves.

Stepping to stand in front of the demon slave's team, the person said: "Feng Heng, right? It feels worthy of the Patriarch's name, but the level is lower. I don't need me to deal with you."

The visitor looked at Feng Heng up and down, but after a few glances, he could see his strength clearly.

Feng Heng's eyes became even more icy. He ignored the other party's words and said directly: "The mercenaries that died these days are all your hands?"

"Jie Jie..." Hearing Feng Heng's words, the demon slave made a strange smile.

Immediately afterwards, his voice was anxious, and he said, "Huh, I still look down on small humans. Those people who are as low as ants need me to take action? I am the guardian magic creation of the division here, how can I take it personally? ?"

"Magic?" Feng Heng frowned, "I haven't heard anyone mention it."

"what did you say?!"

Hearing Feng Heng’s words, Mochuang’s voice was sharp, as if he had heard a great insult. The pitch-black eyes could almost spit out anger: "The lowly humans have so little knowledge, I don’t even know that I’m so insulted. No matter what the name, I will teach you a lesson!"

With that, Mochuang moved aside and pointed to the fifty demons behind him.

"I heard that you are now divided into groups. Each action group is composed of fifty people. Therefore, for the sake of fairness, I will use these fifty subordinates to deal with your subordinates. It is not a disadvantage. As for the two of us, we will fight alone. Right."

It is said that? Feng Heng's heart trembled, and a bad idea faintly came up.

But at this moment, there was no time to think about whether that idea was right or wrong, because after Mochuang said that, as if he was afraid that Feng Heng would not agree to him, a chain of black mist appeared on his hand.

Then he flew towards Feng Heng and attacked the past!

Feng Heng's eyes tightened, and he ordered "careful" to the person behind him, and then he jumped and flew straight.

The power of the elements emerged, the summoning array rose under the feet, and the huge summoned beast stood in front of Feng Heng before the attack of the magic wound arrived!

At the same time, the fifty demon slaves below also fought with fifty mercenaries!

Summoning arrays of various colors appeared one after another, and the light burst into light for an instant. Dozens of summoned beasts appeared in this world, and the place that was still quiet and silent just now exploded instantly!

As the battle unfolded, the combat effectiveness of the mercenaries was also reflected.