Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The dense purple thunder rushed towards the man in the black robe with red hair and red eyes in the ice field. Zhang Liangshao gritted his teeth, holding the Fang Tian painted halberd, and slowly straightened up.

The heavy fairy artifact was slowly pulled away from the ground, and ice cubes fell from the halberd one after another, smashing into powder on the ground.

Along with the shifting of the array eyes, the trembling of the Yanyan sword in the middle became more and more intense. The cracks on the ice layer were one after another, and the cracks were like vines growing wantonly. Along with the vibrating ground, they moved towards the sky above. Spread away.

"Demon, stop!"

There was a loud shout from a distance, Zhang Liangshao raised his eyelids, and the burning magic flame beside him seemed to have eyes, forming a half-covered wing, blocking the sword energy from Xu Chengjun.

At the same time, the Fangtian painted halberd measuring one foot and two feet finally came out of the ice completely. When the runes on the halberd were darkened, a corner of the golden demon-subduing array was suddenly missing, and the power of the purple electricity was greatly reduced.

Almost at the same moment, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the entire Demon Subduing Formation went dark, and there was a faint sound of thunder like a dragon's chant not far away.

This is the real Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. Unexpectedly, after a long time of sealing, the evil spirit on Yi Yanjian's body did not decrease but instead increased, attracting divine punishment as soon as he was born!

[Congratulations to the player for completing the main mission 1 [Break the Seal]. ]

The voice of 7474741 sounded, [But you are a little too messy this time, now there is only a trace of blood left, run away quickly, or you may be GG immediately when you are bombarded by the thunder. ]

Zhang Liangshao had just impulsively broken through the seal that had imprisoned him for 700 years, and his vitality was seriously injured. If he was struck by lightning again, he might not need the elders of discipline to do it. .

"Xu Chengjun, just wait for me!"

Before he had time to entangle with this sword repairer, he angrily threw the halberd in his hand, which had tossed him half to death, in the direction where the culprit came from with the sword, directly used the secret technique, and disappeared instantly with his own body In place, run away.

After Xu Chengjun dodged the halberd that was thrown at him, he looked at the center of the ice field. Except for a scorched black scorching mark on the ice surface, and a huge gully that exploded in the middle and extended outward, there was nothing left. one thing.

……

The sky is white and snowy, and the moon shines on the head.

By the nameless lake in Yuehua Mystic Realm, it was a critical moment, a moment of life and death.

Seeing the spirit sword stabbing towards Song Yunyin's brow, Zhu Jiu already had a triumphant smile on his face.

At this moment, a blank hole suddenly appeared in the thick, dark clouds, and a faintly invisible black spot appeared in the sky.

The slightly raised red lips suddenly froze, and the purple-clothed saintess glanced upwards, her smile condensed on her face.

A woman's sixth sense and a monk's sense of spirituality told her that there was a majestic magical energy that she had never seen before in her life, and it was approaching from the top of her head at an astonishing speed.

If she didn't avoid it at this moment, she might be torn to pieces by this berserk aura.

As for the body-protecting stellar energy of the golden core period, don't think about it, it's nothing, unless you add the secret treasure you use to overcome the catastrophe, you can compete with this devilish energy.

But those secret treasures are what I spent a lot of effort to advance to the Nascent Soul to block the thunder, so how can I waste them here?

Almost instinctively, she slapped the ground with her backhand and retreated three feet violently.

The spirit sword in the air lost control of its demon energy but still relied on its inertia to fly straight ahead.

There was a series of loud explosions in the air, and a red light fell from the sky like a meteorite thrown into the atmosphere, dragging its long tail towards the ground.

Song Yunyin raised his head, and a pair of purple pupils reflected the magnificent figure burning with flames.

The long and clear howling sound gradually approached, the scorching temperature could almost evaporate the water vapor on the body surface instantly, and the figure of the god descended from the sky became bigger and clearer.

Puchi!

A three-foot long sword surrounded by billowing red flames sank straight into the ground in front of Song Yunyin's knees. In an instant, there was a loud noise, and the fiery red wave started from this sword, engulfing the power of destroying heaven and earth. , Exploding towards the surroundings with a "boom".

When the gust of wind suddenly picked up, the grass and trees were smashed instantly, and the nearest spirit sword was shaken to dust one by one from the tip of the sword by the concentrated magic energy before it got close, leaving only a black lacquer. The hilt of the sword fell to the ground.

Zhu Jiu felt as if he had been hit hard by a huge boulder on his chest, and flew upside down. Ling Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood, lying on the ground, his ears buzzing, his eyes went dark, and he recovered after a long time perception.However, there was still a strong spiritual pressure, squeezing towards her fiercely, making it difficult for her to breathe and unable to move.

She clenched her fists tightly, piercing her slender nails into her flesh, and said with difficulty, "Which Demon Realm Supreme came to this small world in person, the little girl Cang Yun taught the saint... Zhu Jiu, I don't know where I offended this little world!" My lord, I hope you will be merciful..."

There was no sound from there, and the center of the storm, which was supposed to be the place with the strongest devilish energy, seemed extremely peaceful.

After the strong wind passed, Song Yunyin opened his eyes and looked at the dark red long sword in front of him with a dark dragon entangled on the hilt, and the familiar smoke and cloud tire pattern, his heart was shocked.

"Magic Sword... Eating Flame..."

Ya Yanjian plunged half of his body into the ground, but hummed violently, and the dark red spikes on his head trembled endlessly.Around it, Song Yunyin's blood, which had already seeped into the ground, seemed to be alive, condensed into blood beads, strung together into meridian-like lines, converging towards the sword body.

Bit by bit, the ancient and desolate blood-colored symbols lit up on the blade, bright and dazzling, like jumping magma, exuding vigorous vitality.

The vision in front of him gradually blurred, his eyelids sank uncontrollably, Song Yunyin let go of his hands, and his body fell forward.

A ray of flame separated from Yan Yanjian's body, and a pair of slender and well-articulated hands gently supported Ling Xiao's head disciple's body.

More flames followed one after another, outlining a bright figure in the dark night.

The man was dressed in loose black clothes, with only a thin red belt on his back. His eyes were burning like flames, his skin was like creamy fat, and his long dark red hair flowed down like a waterfall, reaching his waist. He looked unbelievably gorgeous , the bright red flowers between the eyebrows and the tear moles at the corners of the eyes make the whole person look lazy, and she is a beauty with an alluring posture.

"I really saw you..." Zhang Liangshao hugged the man who made him miss him like crazy, and sighed contentedly, he gently stroked his long hair intertwined with his, his eyes were deep, "You don't know how long I've been waiting for you..."

He lowered his head, put his chin against his head, opened his lips slightly, and whispered softly, "Sleep, sleep, everything will be fine..."

The abnormally hoarse and lingering words of Yanyan Sword Spirit sounded in the ear, and the pain and consciousness in his body went away together. Song Yunyin blinked, and before he had time to think about why, his irresistible fatigue had suddenly pulled him into the darkness middle.

The author has something to say: I just want to say that ancient style is really difficult to write_(:зゝ∠)_