Douluo's starting support

When a small black dagger appears in front of a normal person, what do most people think?

Fear or fear?

It's generally impossible. A weapon that seems to be floating in the air and poses no threat to itself will only leave curiosity in the hearts of most people.

as well as.

The urge to hold them in the air.

In the blink of an eye, this black short knife arrived in An Qing's hand without knowing when.

An Qing looked at the black short knife and suddenly felt a little confused.

He didn't even realize when he held the blade.

And by the time he wanted to let go, it was already too late.

In this spiritual world, a mysterious and extremely loud sound came from the outside.

It was like hearing a cry from outside inside an eggshell.

This was an unknown language, but two sentences that fell into Anqing's ears and clearly understood their meaning suddenly appeared.

It floats slowly and dreamily into this space like in a fairy tale book.

"Holding the sun and moon to pick the stars, there is no one like me in the world."

coax! ! !

An Qing felt his heart shake, and felt that his soul wanted to respect the owner of the voice.

If an ordinary person hears these two sentences, they may not only be shocked but also shocked!

An Qing was like this at first, but then he felt a rather subtle and sad emotion, as if the owner of the voice was remembering something.

What happened next made Anqing feel even more strange.

Whoa!Whoa!

Anqing held the black knife blankly, and the space in the distance changed.

This pure white space imagined by An Qing suddenly changed, and the floor in the distance was suddenly turned over like bricks.

Not only the floor, but also the surroundings and the sky are changing like this, and when opened, the color is different from pure white, but blood!

Suddenly the entire space turned into a bloody land.

Except for the three meters around Anqing who were still in a pure white state, the rest of the area turned into bloody earth, looking quite evil.

"what is this?"

An Qing questioned the scene in front of him.

But it was obviously not a particularly good thing to become like this, so An Qing frowned and wanted to change the scene in front of him back to its original pure white appearance.

This space is dominated by Anqing. It was like this from the beginning and it is still like this now.

With just one thought, along with the little black knife in his hand, the "eighth sense" space belonging to Anqing will return to its original appearance.

As a result, a phantom appeared and stopped An Qing's movements.

This phantom gradually turned from virtual to real.

He has long gray hair, and there is a faint golden light in the hair on his forehead. He looks like he is about 20 or 30 years old. The reason why I say this is because his aura is really difficult to grasp, and he still has a certain aura when he is old. There is a hint of youthfulness.

What shocked An Qing the most was his pupils, which were an extremely rare silvery gray. His complexion was quite unhealthy, almost pale, and he was wrapped in a black and tight robe.

In this state, he smiled bitterly at An Qing, who was holding the short blade.

"It's really scary for someone like you to be able to completely control your own mental space."

His first words were inexplicable.

An Qing also came to his senses. He wanted to directly eliminate this weird young man in front of him, and he had the same idea.

The bloody earth beside Anqing disappeared without a trace. The young man's face also turned purple, but he still existed.

Only then did An Qing realize that this young man did not seem to be his inner demon.

"Huh? Who are you? You are not my inner demon."

An Qing looked at the young man in black robe in front of him curiously.

The young man did not expect that he would be almost killed by An Qing as soon as he appeared on the scene. He looked at An Qing who was still in the form of a child in the spiritual world and muttered to himself.

"You are the chosen one... Yes, I can confirm that those who can withstand such huge bad luck but do not die immediately will undoubtedly have great luck."

The young man said something weird again, and An Qing immediately frowned, raised his dagger to the young man in front of him and shouted.

"Who are you? Are you the bastard who made it impossible for me to sense anything?"

An Qing was almost so excited that he rushed forward and chopped down the weird young man.

He didn't care whether the other party had any identity or not. As long as it blocked his own cultivation, he would be An Qing's biggest enemy.

Seeing An Qing so excited, the young man still did not panic, but instead introduced himself.

"I am the Holy Mage of the Necromancer Electrox. Now there is only a trace of my soul left. So, you should at least introduce yourself."

"It seems that I can communicate normally..."

After Anqing heard this, he realized that the other party might not be harmful to him.

However, Anqing still did not give up his vigilance, pointed the black knife at Electrolux and said slowly.

"My name is An Qing, safe An, celebratory Qing, and I am a warrior." But feeling that something was missing, An Qing added after a moment: "And it's not a remnant soul."

As a result, An Qing's self-introduction made Electrolux smile. This may be the first time he has ever smiled since he became a remnant soul.

The defenseless face of Electrolux was instantly broken.

"How can you introduce yourself like this?"

An Qing said rather unconvinced.

"That's how you introduced yourself."

After finishing laughing, Electrolux said calmly to An Qing with his hands behind his back.

"You seem to know nothing about the current situation, right?"

Anqing nodded, acquiescing to what Electrolux said.

Electrolux, the visitor who suddenly appeared in front of An Qing, waved his hand. During this period, his fingers were filled with the power of light and darkness, which looked quite strange.

He just made a circle.

But nothing appeared, and his hand just froze in place.

An Qing frowned and didn't understand what he was doing.

Electrolux had no choice but to turn his head and speak out.

"Well, can you give me permission so that I can change the space here?"

An Qing suddenly realized. After a thought passed, Electrolux made another circle, and the outside world appeared in front of An Qing's eyes.

All I saw was a circle.

Xiao Wu was lying on the ground, with a small dagger beside her.

It's the black snake in Anqing's hands now!

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