Glory To Slytherin

Ulysses' expression was solemn, his eyes wary.

The Mental Energy field was continuously compressed by the black air around the thorns flower, and it was full of surly, grumpy, and evil dark energy.

The tree frog monkey in his pocket was lying on the ground with a dull face, and the pustule on his forehead gleamed desperately in red, disturbing Ulysses's mind so much that it could not be peaceful.

Without a word, he took out the magic pattern card with the green-eyed white dragon printed from his robe.

The blue-eyed white dragon was not summoned in the castle because he had the same concerns. He trusts the strength of the castle's defenses, but also understands the destructive power of the blue-eyed white dragon.

Inspired by the magical power, a brilliant streamer lingers around the card, shining brightly.

In the next second, the blue-eyed white dragon appeared in the secret room in the interlacing of light and shadow.

Its figure is illusory, but it gives people an incredible majestic beauty.

It fluttered its wings and let out a silent roar at the black thorn flower.

"What...what power is this?"

Anderson also seemed to be shocked by the blue-eyed white dragon. He paused for two or three seconds. The greed in his hoarse voice made no secret, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, they will all belong to me when you lose."

"Coincidentally, I thought so too."

Ulysses smiled and said, his right hand was slightly, and the blue-eyed white dragon got the instruction, raised his claws, and a ball of light bursting wildly gathered in its palm, spinning at a high speed towards the black thorn flower.

Anderson is standing in it. His hands changed into strange postures, and the two tentacles of the black thorn flower stretched out. The longer and longer, the longer and bigger. When they came to the path of the light ball, they looked like two big hands covering the sky. The ball of light was tightly surrounded.

The next moment, the big hand shines brightly, the ball of light unstoppably moves forward, and wherever it passes, the black tentacles burst every inch.

Anderson's face changed slightly, the branches of the black thorns shook violently, and a large amount of black energy was shaken off, intertwined and shuttled in the front like a wandering soul, blending into the two tentacles.

The castration of the ball of light gradually slowed, and it was completely wiped out by the big hand, and no more light was emitted. Then, the two tentacles shook in the air and turned into thousands of coldly restrained black long needles, shooting toward Ulysses overwhelmingly like a torrential rain.

The blue-eyed white dragon gave a long roar and stood in front of Ulysses. Two illusory huge wings tightly covered Ulysses' body, and the earth-yellow elemental shield appeared on its entire surface, "Ding Ding Dong. The sound of "being" is endless, like pearls constantly falling in the precious jade plate.

Ulysses stood behind the blue-eyed white dragon, and through its illusory body, he could clearly observe the battlefield.

When resisting the long black needles, a black qi peeled off the surface of the black thorn flower secretly and moved quickly on the floor. In the blink of an eye it crossed the distance between Ulysses and Anderson, and provoked insidiously, like a dagger handed out in the shadows.

Ulysses' pupils shrank into sharp points. He pointed his wand to the ground, and a hard layer of ice quickly formed on the ground, and the ice crystals continued to stack, freezing the black qi on the floor.

Anderson was not discouraged to see that the sneak attack failed. He folded his hands together, the long black needle in the air disappeared, and countless black air flowed into the ground.

Numerous rubbles flew around the ground, and black vines broke through the ice and drilled out of the ground, like black waves trying to entangle Ulysses.

Ulysses dropped his legs on the ground and leaped hard. The claws of the blue-eyed white dragon quickly congealed into an earth-yellow entity, holding Ulysses' body and carrying him into the air.

Anderson in the thorn flower smiled coldly. The black vines on the ground came to the feet of the Qingyan Bailong, and suddenly merged into one, turning into a sharp sharp cone, which stabbed upward wildly.

‘It’s a cruel method. ’

Ulysses was shocked, and instantly thought of Hagi Kakashi's famous moves.

The blue-eyed white dragon flapped its wings and flew up, flying higher and higher. When it reached the ceiling of the secret room, its wings suddenly slammed forward, and its body quickly retreated under the push of reaction force. The black pointed cone passed through between the wings in vain. Hit the blue-eyed white dragon.

It is considered to have saved the fame of the blue-eyed white dragon.

Ulysses stood on the paws of the blue-eyed white dragon, pointed his wand at a distance, and whispered:

"Blood is coming!"

Anderson's face in the black thorn flower suddenly became paler, painful creeping sensation from the burned wound, and the blood in his body boiled like a river, as if he couldn't wait to rush out of his body.

The wound bloomed silently, a small stream of blood shot out, and Ulysses was carried into his robe.

Anderson's teeth were almost crushed. He resisted the dizziness and cut off Ulysses's flying curse with a blocking curse, and the blood in his body returned to calm.

"Blasting blast of destruction!"

The silver hair on Ulysses' forehead fluttered frantically, his wand pointed again, and his voice was loud.

The blue-eyed white dragon opened his mouth, absorbing the elements in the surrounding air, and a wave of magic power that made Anderson felt his scalp numb came from the mouth of the blue-eyed white dragon, and then a white light burst out.

Anderson no longer looked as calm as before. He slapped his hands fiercely, and the black thorn flower burned with white flames all over, burning the debris under it into red magma.

The violent magic made Anderson's hair and robes scorched and bends, and the thorny flowers covered in white fire received the impact of the white light, and kept retreating, leaving a trace of scorching in the air.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

Seeing that the thorn flower was gradually penetrated, Anderson's eyes were determined, and he removed the thorn flower as he was dead, exposing own body to the white light.

The clan emblem in his hand lit up with a faint light, and the old ghost phantom resurfaced, watching Anderson shook his head, quietly blocking in front of Anderson.

At the same time, the dissipated black thorn flower turned into a long sword burning with white flames and pierced into the head of the blue-eyed white dragon.

Under the scouring of the white light, the ghost shadow quickly disappeared. The white light's remaining prestige nailed Anderson's body fiercely on the wall. The bursting elements continued to destroy his flesh, and the black long sword collapsed on its own.

And the power of the magic pattern card was almost exhausted, the blue-eyed white dragon shattered silently, turned into a flood of light, and the elements returned to the world.

"Shock absorption stop speed."

Standing on the paws of the blue-eyed white dragon, Ulysses cast a shock absorption curse on himself and fell to the ground safely.

He walked up to Anderson, looked at the opponent's already blurred face, and gasped and said:

"Traverse is also dead in its hands, but he is not qualified to let Qingyan use killer moves."

Anderson's body is embedded in the wall. His chest undulated faintly, and his vitality was quickly dissipating.

"Should I still feel honored?"

Anderson said angrily, "You, do you know, Ulysses, the longer I get in touch with you, the more I hate you."

"Oh?"

"You are too arrogant. Even if you are polite to everyone, but the arrogance and indifference in your bones are the same as those in the family, which disgusts me. You look down on any student in the school..."

"Maybe you read it wrong."

Ulysses was silent for a moment, and said with a smile.

"It's this smile again..."

Anderson's breath suddenly became turbulent, his voice was like cuckoo cuckoo blood.

The badge in his hand lit up the last light, and a hoarse roar suddenly sounded, "You are pitying me! You are laughing at me! Why are you!"

"Do you know what happened to me?!"

Ulysses glanced, and Anderson seemed to burst out of a black shadow, fiercely wrapped around Ulysses' head, trying to drag his soul out and fall into some illusion.

Ulysses was only in a daze for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became clear. He turned the ghost ring, and the shadow flew back into Anderson's body screaming.

The badge was dull and fell off from his hand, and fell to the ground with a "clang".

"I don't know, and I don't want to know. Besides, I hate this unsolicited approach."

Ulysses said coldly.

In the world, everyone is snowing, each with its own obscurity and brightness. He didn't want to understand Anderson's difficulties, it was useless.

Anderson's eyes suddenly lost their look, becoming hollow and confused. He murmured:

"Let go of Tracy... she, she is the only one who helped me..."

Ulysses was silent for a moment, and shook his head regretfully:

"It's a pity that she chose to be my enemy."

"Despite the mind."

After speaking, he no longer gave Anderson a chance to speak, and the wand was pointed at his temple, and wisps of silver mist drifted out.

The information in Anderson's brain was presented to Ulysses like a revolving lantern.

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