Great Demon King Airborne Rollover [Quick Transmigration]

0641 whized wildly with the ring in his mouth, phantoms flickered on the ring, and the figure of the grandfather was about to disappear.

It is often the old man who shows his sharp corners, only to be slapped and trapped by the paw of the naughty child in anger.

That scene was like playing the invincible version of whack-a-mole.

The old man was so angry that he kept jumping in the void inside the ring. He was unarmed and without any spiritual energy. His strength in life disappeared with the death of his body. Under the tyrannical suppression of 0641, he was completely powerless to resist.

Fortunately, the unilateral bullying of the elderly did not last long. After entering the room through the door and wall, 0641 obediently accepted the little hands that harmed the old and weak.

In the state of the soul body, the old man can see the ball that harmed him very clearly, the round snow-white ball, as if there is a baby's face looming on it.

Know the group, know the face, but not the heart.

"Thorn."

The old man was suddenly attracted by the sound of the indoor bench moving, and looked at the person standing up in front of the window, his eyes widened in surprise.

The young man turned his back to the door, only showing a tall and thin figure. He opened his palm and released a glass bead. The bead was translucent and smooth, shining with luster, and slowly floated into the air.

It is a photo pearl.

Seeing this situation, 0641 subconsciously swallowed back the words he wanted to blurt out, held his breath and watched carefully, and tightly covered the mouth of the old man who peeked out.

The surrounding environment changed, and the tables, chairs, beds and stools in the guest room all disappeared, and they were plunged into a white mist.

The setting sun is like blood, and the clouds are all dyed, only the crimson color of the sky crosses, smudged with the misty white.

Qu Yang stood tall, his knuckle fingers resting on the hilt of the sword, and then the sword light flashed, like a long sword with no trace of autumn water out of its sheath, firmly held in his palm.

What is the pinnacle of sword repair?

Is it "a house full of flowers and drunk three thousand guests, a sword in fourteen states of frost and cold"?

Or "the cloud grows from one step, thunder rises from the sleeve, and the sword spits out cold light and shoots the nine layers"?

Yes or no.

When Qu Yang lifted the weight lightly but sent out a sword that fell like a thousand weights, the clear and sharp sword wind carried an indomitable momentum, as if a dike burst and water poured down, and he couldn't wait to leap from the window to the world.

With one sword, the situation changes.

The sky and the mid-air were torn from it, and the black space cracks continued to expand, like a monster who chose to devour people, crazily devouring the surroundings, and the vermilion haze was not spared.

The soft spring breeze has not yet blown to the front, it has already quenched the ice and snow.

The seasons in the world rotate, changing several springs and autumns in one breath.

next moment.

The sword energy dissipated in an instant, too fast to be seen by the naked eye, and the scenery outside the window returned to normal, making one suspect that everything just now was an illusion.

No one knows whether he experienced reincarnation and changed the world, or it was just a phantom in front of his eyes, and everything was as usual.

The light of the photo stone dimmed, and Qu Yang caught it in his palm.

"It's careless."

With a whisper, the young man put the sword on the table and turned around, as if he was dissatisfied with Cai Cai's sword. There was no smile on the corner of his lips, and his eyes were cold when he looked over.

The old man's eyes were empty and he remained motionless, trying to be the number one among ghosts who were scared to death, staring at Qu Yang and trembling violently.

0641 immediately came to him and patted rainbow farts.

"What an amazing sword!"

"Host, I see that you finally stopped, otherwise this small world will not be able to take it."

"Everything today is also fascinated by the peerless demeanor of the host!"

Qu Yang lowered his eyes and rubbed Xiao Tuanzi who rushed over to applaud and applaud, his cold expression softened, and he smiled and touched his forehead: "Little sycophant."

Then, he handed out the picture bead in his hand, 0641 raised his two small hands and held them tightly in his arms, tilting his head slightly in doubt.

Qu Yang handed it a note again, on it were two short lines of dragon and phoenix dance, written in some unknown language, engraved with a majestic sword intent, which made people shudder and frighten.

"Send it to the Wufu Chamber of Commerce."

0641 realized it, took the note again, spat out the ring on the ground with a small mouth.

Originally, the old man's eyes turned black from the shock of a devastating force, and when 0641 spat out, his old eyes turned white one after another.

The sky was spinning, the old man felt that he was flying, the feeling of soaring into the air was so unreal, he opened the slits of his eyes.

The handsome face of the young man in front of him almost didn't scare the old man away.

Qu Yang stared at him and said indifferently: "You put all your weight on Chu Xiao, hoping that he can help you return to reincarnation?"

The old man always felt that the young man in front of him had an inexplicable evil spirit, and he sneaked up to him to watch quietly, shivering and shrinking back at the same time.

Hearing this, the old man was taken aback.

"I……"

Qu Yang sneered without knowing the meaning. In the original plot, the son of luck borrowed the old man to earn thousands of fortunes, either to invest in himself, or to promote the construction of the harem. After happily ascending, who would want to have such a number one person in the ring? Woolen cloth?

Even if you can imagine it, so what?

Among all the cannon fodder, the old man may become the worst licking dog.

Qu Yang smiled slightly, lamenting that it was mostly ridicule, and suddenly changed the topic: "Do you want to reincarnate?"

I want to, of course I want to, the old man dreams of it.

Who wants to be a serious person and be bullied by Po Tuanzi all the time?

But before he could respond, there was a knock on the door.

"Big Brother?"

Qu Yang looked up at the door, walked over, and asked casually, "Do you know how to go back?"

The old man was so excited that he nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "I know, of course I know, you don't have to worry about it."

The ring flew out along the window, Qu Yang stretched out his hand and opened the door, saw the anxious young man outside the door covered with sweat, and said with a slight smile: "I was just about to go to the junior brother's room and have a long talk with the younger brother all night, but the younger brother and I I have a tacit understanding, and I am ashamed to come here first."

Chu Xiao naturally came here to find the ring, which is his treasure besides the system.

Just now the ring suddenly floated away by itself. Looking at Elder Qin's resistance, it was obvious that it was forcibly taken away by an unknown person hiding in the dark.

Chu Xiao was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he had to slow down his voice as calmly as possible: "Brother lost a magic weapon in the shape of a ring, I want to ask if he has seen it."

"I'm really sorry to disturb senior brother's rest."

That being said, Chu Xiao's eyes did not fall on Qu Yang at all, as soon as the door opened, he missed Qu Yang without any ceremonies, and looked into the room.

Qu Yang still blocked the door, staring at him with a smile in his dark eyes, he asked puzzledly: "Junior brother, what are you looking at?"

Chu Xiao was so frightened that his heart beat wildly a few times at his sudden question.

He didn't see his money tree from inside, he retracted his searching gaze in disappointment, and looked for a reason to respond: "Senior brother was practicing sword just now?"

Just now when he made a move, the long sword came out of its scabbard, and Qu Yang casually placed it on the table.

"Oh, it's because of this." Qu Yang glanced back and replied as if he had suddenly realized.