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Just as Qingluo was about to approach the second demonic tornado, in front of her, there were ripples echoing, and inside, the figure of a bewitching woman walked out, and a cold voice came out.

This figure, after it became clear, showed a middle-aged woman wearing a flame-like robe, with a gloomy face and cold eyes, staring at Qingluo who was in shape.

"Report your name." Qingluo looked at the middle-aged woman, sneered, and said in a low voice.

"Hmph, you're also worthy?" The middle-aged woman sneered, and in the next moment, her figure suddenly flickered, a flame rose, and she came quickly, and in the blink of an eye, she came to the front of Qingluo, and the figure of the middle-aged woman appeared, and at the same time, her jade hand was already flooded with raging flames, and she grabbed it.

Seeing that the middle-aged woman was so fast, Qing Luo didn't dare to be careless, her eyes were solemn, her figure stepped back, and at the same time, she waved the black meniscus scythe in her hand and slashed at the flaming jade hand that she caught.

"Ding......

The sound of a metal collision echoed, and the black meniscus and the flaming jade hand were held between Qingluo and the middle-aged woman, and at the same time, around the two of them, there was a raging black gas, flashing out with black light, turning into an impact, colliding fiercely with each other.

After three breaths, Qingluo here, her breath trembled, the black gas was divided, the black light flashed, and she was hit by the black gas that came from the impact, and the figure staggered and withdrew.

"Hmph, but that's it." The middle-aged woman let out a broken sound, and her figure pressed towards Qingluo, who had withdrawn.

A mouthful of black blood spurted out, Qingluo's face turned pale, and the breath in her body was a little turbulent, and after forcibly suppressing it, she raised her eyes and looked at the middle-aged woman who had come, and a hideous light flashed in her eyes.

"Soul Burst." Qingluo whispered, and on her body, there was immediately a black gas rolled out, transforming into illusory soul shadows, these soul shadows, with hideousness and roaring, appeared, and rushed violently, like a storm of soul shadows, impacting on the approaching black gas, instantly shattering it, and then taking advantage of the momentum, rushing towards the approaching middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman snorted lowly, with caution in her heart, not daring to be careless, and immediately her hand danced, and in the midst of black gas, around it, a flame that seemed to spring out of hell, with a breath that burned everything, suddenly came out, rushed to the sky, and then fell quickly, like a sea of fire in the sky, coming in an instant, and the storm of soul shadows that came from the impact, colliding violently.

"Boom ......"

With a muffled sound, it set off endless ripples, echoing around, with layers of shattered aura, overturning the four huge purple demon energy tornadoes rolling around, the monsters inside, many yellow-level monsters were touched by this breath, and they were immediately shattered, and some of the Xuan-rank monsters who were not strong enough were also difficult to be spared, only the Xuan-level monsters in the later stage barely escaped, and fell behind the other six figures who had no intention of making a move from beginning to end, trembling.

Wait until the roar dies away, wait for the aura of concussion to dissipate, and then look inside the barrier.

Qingluo here, black blood continued to flow out from the corners of her mouth, her face was as pale as paper, her breath was unstable, and her body was even more illusory.

The middle-aged woman here was slightly injured, and her clothes were a little torn, but what should be covered was still covered, and only occasionally when it was lifted by the breeze, she could still vaguely see some spring light.

With a cold face, the middle-aged woman looked at the broken clothes on her body, snorted, and waved her jade hand on her body, and a black light flashed, revealing a new flame shirt to wear on her body.

"Unexpectedly, your strength has reached the edge of being able to break through to the middle stage, I'm afraid that if you are given some more time, you can become a mid-level ghost king." The middle-aged woman looked at Qingluo coldly and sneered.

"But you don't have a chance to break through."

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the middle-aged woman disappeared in a flash of flames, and when she appeared, she was already behind Qingluo, sneering, stretched out her jade hand, and a fierce flame appeared, and a palm hit Qingluo's somewhat illusory back.

"Turbulent ......"

The ferocious flames burst into flames on Qingra's back, enveloping Qingluo entirely, and a burning breath permeated the air.

"Hehe......" The middle-aged woman sneered as she saw Qingluo wrapped in the flames that she had shot out with one palm.

"Even if you can't break through the middle stage, but, with you, you are worthy of killing me?" A low, angry, and suppressed cold snort rang in the ears of the middle-aged woman, causing the middle-aged woman to be startled and turn her head to the left.

I could see that in front of the middle-aged woman on the left, almost next to each other, Qingluo's cold, gloomy, angry, and depressed face was close in front of her.

The middle-aged woman's pupils shrank suddenly, and a strong death crisis lingered, making her body stiffen instantly.

"Soul Eater." I could only hear the soft words coming from Qingluo's mouth.

Then, but seeing the middle-aged woman's body, layers of soul shadows shrouded her at some point, at this moment, as Qingluo's words fell, these soul shadows instantly became hideous, and then in a flash, they drilled into the body of the middle-aged woman, and then, on her body, the fire was chaotic, and the soul shadow flashed.

It can be seen that the soul shadows that flashed out were all satisfied, excited, and cheerful on their faces.

"Ah......h

"Don't ......"

"Roaring ......"

The middle-aged woman only had time to let out a scream, and after a breath, the fire on her body suddenly rose, and an illusory figure emerged, revealing the figure of a two-headed flame dog, which let out an unwilling roar, and disappeared under the flash of the rising flames.

The soul shadow flashed, and it returned to Qingluo's extremely illusory body, which made Qingluo's body a little condensed.

"Kill her!" Seeing that the middle-aged woman was wiped out by Qingluo, one of the six figures who had no intention of making a move from beginning to end let out a cold snort.

Then, I saw that these six figures, as soon as their figures moved, they instantly approached Qingluo, surrounded them, and at the same time showed their respective figures.

Six people, from left to right, divided into four men and two women.

The first man was a rough man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a fleshy face and cold eyes; The second man, the same with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, had a gloomy face, cold eyes, and a sinister aura permeating his body; The third man was an ugly-looking man, with a hint of resentment in his eyes, looking at Qingluo; The fourth man, a man with a height of one meter eight, exuded a murderous aura.

Two women, one dressed in purple, with an average appearance, but with a cold color; The other, dressed in thick black armor and with long black hair blowing in the wind, exuded the aura of a female warrior.

The six of them looked at the green radish in the middle with a cold face, and the breath was emanating and locking the green rao.

Looking around at the six people, the solemn color of Qingluo's little face disappeared at once, and in its place, there was a sense of relief.

"Yes, in the end, there were six of you earth-level ghost kings to accompany the burial, and it was not in vain for me and him, there was a while."

Qingluo said in a low voice, her face seemed to be reluctant, and there was a hint of blame for him.

"Dead Dao Hide, look at the comfort and come back, don't cramp and peel you."

After a sentence, Qingluo's illusory body, in the next moment, the black light spread endlessly, spreading out, enveloping the six people around, forming a black light formation.

This formation, looking down from a high place, can be seen to be a crescent moon emitting black light, which is very strange and evil.

"Demon Moon!"

As Qingluo shouted, suddenly, the entire enchantment suddenly trembled violently.

A burst of aura reverberated violently, sweeping through the entire enchantment, turning into ripple impacts, colliding in all directions.

"Bang...... Whew......"

A loud and silent roar sounded, but when I saw that in the evening sky, a light suddenly flashed, and this light flashed away, and even those who raised their heads and happened to see this light only had a puzzled face, and then they left it behind.

"Grandma, I'll go to the bathroom." The clone left by Qingluo, while watching TV with her grandmother, suddenly spoke, then got up and walked quickly towards the toilet.

In the toilet, when Qingluo's clone just closed the toilet door, it was illusory, and when it was dying, even if it was illusory, it could be seen that the face was pale and weak.

"Grandma, I'm leaving." Qingluo finally glanced at the direction where her grandmother was, and her illusory body began to dissipate, turning into black points of light, disappearing little by little.

"Ouch......" A sigh sounded, and the surroundings were still.

In the flickering white light, Daozang appeared and looked at the green radish that had dissipated to his abdomen.

"Don't worry, you won't leave in vain."

"He won't let you go." Qingluo, who was dissipating, looked coldly at the Dao Zang that appeared, and said in a low voice.

Daozang ignored Qingluo, and the white light in his eyes flickered, as if he was deducing something.

"It's all right, he'll understand."

After deducing for a while, Daozang looked at Qingluo deeply, finished speaking, and then the white light on his body flashed and disappeared.

And after Daozang disappeared and left, on the toilet door, a circle of purple-red flame aura rolled out, turned into a passage, and from inside, Ding Yuxuan's figure walked out.

"I could have saved you, but I saw your name in the book of life and death, and it was written, that your life ends today."

Ding Yuxuan, who walked out, looked apologetically at Qingluo, who had dissipated to his neck, and said apologetically.

"Book of Life and Death?"

Listening to Ding Yuxuan's words, Qingluo was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand something, and she smiled.

"Thank you."

After Qingluo said the last word of thanks, her figure dissipated to her nose, and tears flashed out of her remaining eyes.

The tears, along with the dissipated black points of light, dissipated.

Seeing that Qingluo dissipated, Ding Yuxuan mourned for a while, then turned around, stepped out, walked into the purple-red passage that had not disappeared, and left.

After Ding Yuxuan left, the door of the toilet opened, inside, empty, as if there was a gust of wind coming out, along the steps, to the place where Grandma Anyi was, and fell on the grandmother's body, the grandmother was stunned, her eyelids were heavy, leaning on the big wooden chair, and fell asleep.

The TV is still on, the open window and the door to the small balcony are slowly closing, and the door outside the house is also closed as the wind drifts away.

The deceased, like a wisp of wind, comes gently, and when it leaves, what it takes away is its last remembrance, the last trace of reluctance.

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