Chapter Twenty-Six: The Glance I Don't Know
The little boy in mourning clothes looked startled, and hurriedly stepped back and went out, waving the purple long sword in his hand, and a purple sword flower was flashed to defend it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
......A muffled sound sounded, and hundreds of black sword qi fiercely fell on the purple sword flower danced by the little boy in mourning clothes, bursting out with a strong aura ripple and shaking out.
With the help of this concussive ripple, the little boy in mourning clothes stepped on his feet, jumped out, landed in the air, lowered his head, and looked at the comfort below.
"Where are you looking?" An indifferent voice suddenly rang out behind the little boy in mourning clothes.
An Yi's figure emerged from a spark of lightning, and the black blade in his hand slashed forward, and between the sword qi, a black sword light lit up, and the black blade slashed on the left shoulder of the little boy in mourning clothes who did not completely dodge it in an instant.
Black qi surged, streaking through a ray of black light.
The figure of the little boy in mourning clothes flew out, and the black air on his left shoulder seemed to be surging.
Looking at An Yi with cold eyes, there was a flash of anger in the eyes of the little boy in mourning clothes, and he suppressed the injury.
"You're looking for death!" The little boy in mourning clothes roared angrily, and in the next moment, a black aura surged out of his whole body, and a rich demonic aura permeated out, enveloping the surroundings, forming a black cloud, and there was a thunderous sound in it.
At the same time, the little boy in mourning clothes, his body changed in an instant, and in the black light, he rushed into the black cloud, and in a blink of an eye, a three-meter-shaped, purple body, long single horn on his head, and a hideous face appeared.
"It turned out to be a poisonous fairy worm." Seeing this, An Yi suddenly realized and muttered.
The poisonous immortal insect that turned into a little boy in mourning clothes was originally just a monster in the late stage of the Yellow Order, but it encountered a great creation in the misty forest north of the Wuyue Mountain Range, which made it break through the bloodline and become the ghost king of the ground level.
"Hiss......" The Poison Immortal King hissed angrily, and a circle of purple sound waves visible to the naked eye suddenly spread out, turning into ripples and rolling towards Anyi.
An Yi's face did not change color, he waved the black blade in his hand, and with a slash, a black sword qi rushed out, directly colliding with the coming purple sonic ripples.
Immediately after, An Yi here, the figure suddenly blurred, disappeared, and when it appeared, it was already above the back of the Poison Immortal King, already holding the black blade in both hands, and was about to make a gesture.
A crisp sound sounded ...... click.
I saw that An Yi held the black blade with both hands and slashed violently, slashing at the back of the Poison Immortal King, but as if touching hard steel, the black blade broke through some of the Poison Immortal King's thick poison armor, and was stuck inside, unable to move.
"Shhh The Poison Immortal King let out a cold snort with disdain in his indifference, his body suddenly shook, and a black beam of light formed by a black qi spewed out violently from the black armor that the black blade had broken, heading straight for Anyi.
"Humph!" An Yi snorted coldly, and he didn't see any defensive movements.
But seeing the black blade held in An Yi's hand, as An Yi's left hand quickly wiped over the black blade, a bright drop of blood flew out and was swallowed by the black blade, suddenly, on the entire black sword body, the trace of runes flashing with white light suddenly trembled, pulling out a strong force, as if the black blade had awakened, and in the next moment, half of the black blade sword body turned white in an instant, becoming a black and white long sword.
"Buzz ......"
A sword groan sounded, very slightly, but there was a ripple spread out, and when it echoed around, it shattered the black gas beam that erupted from the back of the Poison Immortal King's back and fell around, and then this ripple turned into a black and white barrier, enveloping An Yi and the Poison Immortal King.
"Moro Enchantment." An Yi let out a low snort, the breath on his body trembled suddenly, and a black gas rolled out from An Yi's body, covering the entire black and white enchantment in the blink of an eye, and in the next breath, this black and white enchantment changed at once, turning into an enchantment burning with black and white flames.
Up and down, at this moment, a large number of cracks appeared, and even faintly visible, at this moment, some scenes in the real world that were stationary.
"Boom ......"
An angry roar, the sound of slaughter, suddenly resounded in this black-and-white flame burning Mora barrier.
The black and white flames swirled violently, and in an instant they landed on the Poison Immortal King's body, covering it.
"Hiss, hiss......" The Poison Immortal King, who was covered in black and white flames, let out a terrible hiss, struggling, as if in pain, and as if he was afraid of his soul, just a breath, these terrible hisses, and then abruptly stopped.
A black-and-white flower of flame dispersed, and so did the surrounding barrier.
Glancing at the dissipating enchantment, An Yi here, his face turned pale suddenly, and when he was about to spurt out a mouthful of blood, he swallowed it back raw, and then his face became slightly ruddy.
With a cold face, An Yi walked slowly in the air, and forced towards the Viper King, who was fighting fiercely with Qingluo.
"......Boom" There was a roar, and the purple flames on the Viper King's body tumbled endlessly, and the breath in his body was shaken, and he retreated, his face slightly unhappy.
Just as he was about to make a move, the Viper King seemed to feel something, raised his head and looked to the left, and at a glance saw the comfort that was slowly coming towards him.
Here, after a hundred rounds of fierce battles with the Viper King, it was finally a fierce swing of the black scythe, cutting out a black crescent of light, which fell on the Viper King, who had no time to defend, and shook it back.
At this moment, when Qingluo was about to lift the sickle and kill the Viper King in one go, her eyes swept and she saw An Yi walking slowly towards the Viper King in front of her, so she stopped her pace.
"Decide it yourself, or I'll give you a ride, you choose." An Yi came not far from the Viper King and said in a low voice.
"Humph! Don't think that if you kill the Poison Immortal King, you can threaten me Viper King, at this time, I'm afraid you are also very injured. A cold light flashed in the Viper King's eyes, and he snorted coldly.
"There are injuries, and it's not difficult to kill you." An Yi said lightly, and at the same time took a step under his feet and walked towards the Viper King.
Looking at the comfort that was getting closer and closer, the Viper King here, there was a light in his eyes, as if he was hesitating to advance or retreat.
Seeing that An Yi's last step had fallen, and An Yi, who was only five steps away from him, had already raised his right foot and was about to fall, the Viper King suddenly had a strange smile on his face.
"Since you are injured, my Viper King is not ignorant of advancing and retreating, so I will let you go today."
After that, the black qi on the Viper King's body rolled, and in a few surges, it turned into a black light, shot out at once, landed on the barrier that An Yi had formed before, and drilled out.
On the other side, the Fierce Ghost King, who was still fighting with the soldiers, glanced at An Yi, and had already killed the Poison Immortal King, and even forced the Viper King back, and he was shocked in his heart, and he already had the intention of retreating.
"Drink!" With a swipe of the white crystal sledgehammer in his hand, he smashed more than a dozen soldiers who rushed to the ground, turning into a wisp of black gas and dissipating, the fierce ghost king sneered, looking at An Yi's side, the black gas on his body rolled, and after a few surges, it also turned into a black mang, drilled out of the comfortable barrier, and disappeared.
At the same time, the red-clothed cold woman had already taken a step ahead of the Fierce Ghost King, knocked the pounced drought to the ground, and decisively turned into a black light, meandering, drilling out of the comfortable barrier, and disappeared.
Looking at the four earth-level ghost kings, one dead and three escaped, and being comfortable here, he breathed a sigh of relief, and a mouthful of blood couldn't hold back any longer, spurted out, fell to the ground, turned into a pool of black blood, and bursts of black gas emerged.
With a pale face, he looked at Qingluo comfortably.
"Please." After speaking, An Yi's eyes went black and he fell.
"Humph!" Qingluo here, seeing An Yi fainting to the ground, snorted, put away the black sickle on his shoulder, and reluctantly stepped forward to help An Yi up.
Under the cover of the black clothes, a white jade hand was revealed, and a finger was pointed at the center of An Yi's eyebrows, and in a faint white light flickering, it drilled into the center of An Yi's eyebrows, swam around An Yi's body, and sank into its dantian position.
"I just fell into blood mold, met you, and after being ruthlessly ravaged by you, I still want to be your bodyguard, stay by your side, and now, I want to continue your life." Qingluo looked at the comatose comfort in her arms, and her little face showed a touch of complexity.
"Forget it, who let you go crazy at that time but unintentionally saved me, so that I had the opportunity to break through to the ground steps, stabilize the broken soul, and inherit such a ghost favor from you."
With a sigh, Qingluo Yu waved her hand, and the comfort in her arms turned into a black light and submerged into her body.
Then, Qingluo transformed into a comfortable appearance, and waved her hand to disperse the enchantment.
Returning to the real world, Qingluo, who became comfortable, looked at the surrounding seniors who were playing with a strange face, and suddenly lost interest, but when she saw the senior sister, she suddenly fixed her gaze.
"Huh? He actually likes her? This taste is also ......" turned into a comfortable green ravel, and muttered in a low voice.
Just now, when she was healing An Yi's injuries, she wandered in the breath of An Yi's mind, but she saw a blurred picture, in the picture, it was a woman who was not tall and couldn't see clearly, it seemed to be holding a racket in her hand, Qingluo didn't care about these at that time, at this moment, when she saw this senior sister, she was suddenly surprised, but deep in her heart, something seemed to suddenly sting slightly.
Shaking her head, Qingluo looked boredly at He Cheng and Liu Zhenjiang, who were fighting hard, and lowered her head slightly, in a daze.
And that senior sister inadvertently saw the comfort that Qingluo, who seemed to have a somewhat gloomy look, but this glance, it seemed that the time of watching was a little long, and when Qingluo noticed it, when she raised her head to look, the eyes of the two met in mid-air.
Qingluo snorted coldly in her heart, turned her head away, pretended to be serious, and looked at the table tennis balls that were beating and spinning left and right.
And the senior sister retracted her gaze indifferently, looking at the table tennis balls, beating and spinning.
Soon, the bell for the noon nap rang, Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief, and after He Cheng called Qingluo, who had become comfortable, the two of them left the table together and ran towards their respective classrooms.
It's just that what Qingluo didn't know was that when she and He Cheng walked on the stairs and left, in the back, the senior sister, standing in front of the steps close to the staircase, turned her head and glanced at the back of the departing Qingluo who had become comfortable, a little distracted, until this back turned a corner and walked down the somewhat steep steps, the senior sister turned around, walked up the stairs, and walked towards the classroom.
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