In the vast sky and sea of clouds, a silver light suddenly spread, and an old man in a silver robe suddenly appeared in the sky, standing out of thin air.

He cautiously looked around, and when he saw that there was nothing unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm afraid the Flower City is going to be destroyed, but there's nothing I can do. Why did such a high-ranking demon appear in the world silently? ”

He muttered, and then, without further thanks, a bell appeared in his hand and began to cast spells again. Circle after lap of silver spells spread and swirled.

He still uses the teleportation technique, only this time it is a more time-consuming but more accurate ultra-long-distance teleportation.

He must immediately return to the Astrology City, report to all the Sages in the Astrology City, and even gather all the Sages who can be contacted in the Astrology City, and encircle and suppress this high-ranking demon.

The situation is urgent.

Thinking in his heart, a cold sweat broke out on the old man's forehead.

The great star sages of the Astrology City had already known through divination that the gods were asleep and that the world would face the catastrophe of the powerful invasion of the abyss in the near future, but they did not expect this moment to come so quickly.

Now that the Chosen Warrior has not officially begun, there is a high-ranking great demon of this kind coming to the world, what will happen in the future?

Just as the old man was in the middle of casting the spell, the sound of a young man's laughter suddenly appeared beside him. @*~~

"I said, why are you so nervous? Wouldn't it be a little too sensitive? ”

An Ling patted him on the shoulder.

"I don't want to do anything."

The archon of the astrological city suddenly burst into an expression of horror.

He immediately shifted his casting, turning the long-range precision teleportation into the same instantaneous teleportation as before.

"Prison ~"

An Ling's eyes moved, and he smiled and spit out a word.

In an instant, the sky was surrounded by shadows, and any space became obscure.

"Dark Spell?"

The Archon of Astrology City was terrified again, but his instantaneous teleportation under him was interrupted, and he was helpless to try to escape again. He could only hold the silver bell in his hand tightly, and looked at An Ling's eyes with deep determination.

"I said, don't be so nervous."

An Ling smiled lightly and stepped forward.

"Do you still want to fight me?"

I saw the old astrologer and the old man clenching his teeth, his eyes staring at An Ling's eyes.

"What exactly do you want to do? Demon! Want to torture my soul? ”

"I do have some interest in your soul, but I don't like the boring stuff of torment."

An Ling spread his hands and made an innocent appearance.

"But don't get me wrong, I just want to talk to you, and I like to chat the most."

"Chat?"

The astrologer looked puzzled, but his cautious posture remained unchanged.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Didn't the Holy Sword Warrior be born a long time ago? Why did you have another election? Is the Holy Sword still in your Astrology City? ”

An Ling tilted his head, smiled and gently spit out a series of doubts in his heart.

"You!"

After hearing An Ling's words, the astrological archon was dumbfounded for a moment, and his surprised look was even more exaggerated than just now.

"Demons! How are you, how do you know ......"

He stopped talking suddenly, his face full of generosity and determination.

"Demons! I'm not going to let you know anything. I can't fight you! But I can at least choose my own fate! ”

After speaking, his whole body suddenly dialysed countless bright white and transparent light.

"Self-destructive?"

An Ling frowned and muttered, didn't make any moves, and waited gently.

He is not afraid of others committing suicide, he can save people when they die, and he can fight them back if his soul is broken, it doesn't matter.

"Hmm!"

The astrological archon let out a cry that bordered on sorrow, and then his eyes closed and he fell from the sky.

An Ling immediately stretched out his hand and lifted him up like a chicken.

Come. _o_m

"It's time for me to get out of the way."

An Ling mentioned this old man who had a little fragrance on his body, and just wanted to use the power of the holy sword to resurrect him, but he didn't expect to probe his soul and found that the old man did not commit suicide, but his soul fell into an absolute silent sleep.

"Huh?"

This situation made An Ling really unexpected, and he couldn't help scratching his head in distress.

If the soul is broken, An Ling can be put together, but if his soul falls into absolute silence and closed sleep, he seems to have no choice.

Either tear him up like a piece of paper, or eat his soul, but it seems unlikely that you still want to "chat" with this person.

"Hiss~ It's a bit amazing."

has been in the world for so long, and it is the first time that An Ling has met someone who is so uncooperative with his "chat". It can even be said that he was completely uncooperative, rejecting him by extreme and ingenious means.

The person who came out of the astrology city is a bit powerful, not only can he see at a glance that his identity is suspicious, but he can also instantly teleport away thousands of kilometers away, so that he almost can't catch up. And now he can even refuse to "chat" with himself.

After coming to the world for so long, it was the first time that An Ling had met such a tricky person.

Now he's really a little difficult to do, and he doesn't know what to do with the chicken in his hand.

"Will you be able to wake him up? Angel. ”

"Can't do it!"

The voice of the Angel of Redemption full of disgust pierced through An Ling's head.

An Ling immediately smiled helplessly, and scratched his head again with the "chicken boy".

"That can't be helped."

He didn't want to kill the archon of the astrological city, but he had an idea in his mind to deal with him.

An Ling raised his hand to cancel the shadow black prison around him, and then his eyes moved, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

In the vast mountain and forest roads, the big man is dressed in exquisite armor, and the mighty knight troops are slowly moving forward before and after.

In the center of the knights' procession stood a huge and extravagant chariot, in which a delicate and beautiful aristocratic child was handling the government documents of the empire.

Suddenly, a figure appeared next to the aristocratic child, startling the guards around the chariot.

"Your Excellency An Ling?"

The noble child was slightly surprised, and then with a majestic look on his face, he shouted to the guards and attendants around him: "Don't panic, continue to perform your duties, and move forward as usual." ”

"Yes!"

The guards and attendants around them responded loudly, and immediately returned to normal and continued to move forward.

I saw that the aristocratic child looked at An Ling, and then pulled out a few extremely delicate and beautiful girls from the chariot bed in a little nervous panic.

"Your Excellency An Ling, please turn out that I was rude and neglected, and did not prepare gifts in advance, I hope that the souls and flesh of these girls can be temporarily used as gifts."

An Ling blinked and tilted his head.

"Heha~".