Qi Xiaowei pinched the ribbon of a purse with two fingers and pulled it gently.
The closed purse opening was stretched open by something.
Facing the night, you can't see what it is just by the naked eye. It's like a ball of black smoke, which dissipates when it meets the air.
After placing Xing Suhan in Canglang Que, Xing Yushan couldn't worry about his father.
Although he knew that he could not help his father, he still couldn't help but walk to the door and quietly watched the battle for his father.
Xing Yushan saw Qi Xiaowei pulling away the purse in his hand. He opened his eyes curiously, wanting to see what tricks Qi Xiaowei was going to do.
But he tried hard to open his eyes and release all his spiritual consciousness, but he did not find anything, and he could not even sense any fluctuations in spiritual energy.
He is a cultivator in the middle realm of the Golden Pill. Although compared with his father and Qi Xiaowei, his cultivation level is basically no different from that of no cultivation level, as long as the other party takes action, at least he can sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy.
He could be sure that there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy in the purse that Qi Xiaowei took out.
But he found that his father's eyes had raised upwards, as if he was looking at the dark sky.
What did my father see?
Xing Yushan also raised his head.
The sky seemed to have entered the dark eternal night, and there was no sign of dawn at all. Even the moonlight was covered tightly by thick clouds floating from where it floated.
The barrier that enveloped the Xingyun Palace was like a semicircular transparent glass body. No one had seen its essence, but no one questioned its power.
Xing Yushan knew that the barrier that made him feel at ease from childhood was there.
"Buzz--"
A low tremor suddenly sounded, like standing on a huge dragonfly's wing, so fast and powerful.
Xing Yushan felt the earth under his feet tremble violently, and a circle of blue and purple ripples appeared on the sky above his head.
After a circle, the ripples gradually widened, and Xing Yushan finally saw clearly that it was countless black insects, gnawing on the Xingyun Palace barrier.
The blue-purple light was the resistance of the Great Enchantment, which tried to shatter the black insects that were eating its body.
But the Great Barrier is like a transparent candy, and the black insects are like countless gluttonous ants, tightly attached to the body of the Great Barrier, and are indifferent to its resistance.
Qi Xiaowei raised his head and looked at the blue and purple ripples that were fluctuating more and more frequently in the sky, with a gentle look: "This brilliance is like an aurora, so beautiful."
He raised his head and happily watched the helpless brilliance of the great barrier above the sky. Without paying attention, a piece of snow fell silently on the black robe on his shoulder.
The snow is not heavy, like countless tiny frostings falling from the sky, rolled by a gentle breath, and it flies around indiscriminately.
The night was too dark, and such broken snow particles were completely inconspicuous in the dark sky. If Qi Xiaowei had not been wearing a black robe, he would have almost ignored it.
It actually snowed?
Qi Xiaowei looked at the snow grain that landed on his shoulders. He subconsciously bent his fingers, preparing to make the snow fly like dandruff.
However, when his nails had stopped in front of the fragile snow grain, his movements did not continue.
Qi Xiaowei frowned slightly, stretched out his fingers, twisted the snow grain and gently rubbed it away.
Then he saw the small, frozen and dead insect corpse wrapped in the melted snow particles.
Qi Xiaowei suddenly raised his eyes and glared at the sky, shattering snow everywhere in the enclave. In the sky, the blue-purple arc-like waves released by the great barriers disappeared at some point.
He cursed in anger, and Qi Xiaowei stomped the earth with his right foot.
The bluestone slabs were shattered, and as the force he stepped out suddenly rose from the ground and rushed into the sky.
The already weak Feixue was immediately blinded by the heavy dust that soared into the sky, and the two collapsed into wet soil particles and fell down.
Among the tiny soil particles, the insects that were not frozen to death woke up and broke out again.
Their bodies have grown a lot because of eating barriers and cannot fly to the sky lightly. They swing their tentacles quickly in the air, rubbing their wing armors quickly, and finally smell the smell of Canglangque and head towards Xingyan neatly.
Climb over the direction.
The more insects gathered, the more they finally formed a black tide, and calmly crawled towards the solid circular camp of Canglangque.
The snow fell in all directions, and the tide formed by insects was also everywhere. The circular formation of Canglangque quickly became an isolated island surrounded by black sea water.
Xing Yushan stared at the black army of black insects in front of him in horror, and asked in a trembling voice: "Father...father, what is this?"
Xing Yan looked at the sea of black insects that were getting closer and closer in front of him, and explained to Xing Yushan calmly.
"The Insect Armor Army in the Dark Sorrow."
Xing Yushan raised his voice in even more horror: "Dark Daze? That's... Shi'er clan?!"
Xing Yan didn't say anything, which was accusing his son's answer.
The sea tide condensed by black worms had already reached the edge of the circular array. Countless black worms were pushed into the abyss of cracks by the insect army behind them. The geothermal heat swelled up the unpleasant smell of Jiao Lake.
But the insects behind were endless. Soon, the cracks were gradually filled with dead insect corpses and living insects. The insects behind stepped on the insects in front and prepared to occupy the last circular camp.
The eyes were filled with black insect tides, and turned to Qi Xiaowei opposite him. Xing Yan asked calmly: "Is it related to these insects when you use your body to cultivate yourself?
Qi Xiaowei smiled: "If you who are trapped in a world and break free, you will think. For real practitioners, Qi cultivation or physical cultivation are just two different nouns."
Xing Yan's eyes moved away from Qi Xiaowei, and his calm expression finally showed some impatientness: "How old have you lived? You are still so passionate about pretending to behave. Is your mind not as good as your son?
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The word "pretending" was said by Xing Yan some afternoon a few days ago when he was flipping books in the quid. It is said that it was passed down from a "Yan Family Caravan"
The big caravan.
Xing Yan thought that although this word was crude, its meaning was novel and interesting. He had heard it at that time but he didn't care.
When he saw Qi Xiaowei today, he suddenly felt that it was just right to describe Qi Xiaowei as a pretentious person.
For this unexpected and interesting discovery, Xing Yan actually chuckled.
As the corners of his mouth slightly raised, the neatly arranged bundles of firewood in the yard next to him seemed to feel his good mood, and suddenly all flew up.
Firewood spread out in the air and fell like raindrops, neatly poking into the abyss around Canglangque.
I don’t know how the fire was ignited, but it ignited the neatly arranged firewood like soldiers. The fire instantly surrounded Canglangque in the center.
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