The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

"I am fine."

Yan Qiao shook his head, raised his eyes and looked somewhere, his eyes dark.

Both of them were stunned for a moment, then reacted instantly, looking around cautiously.

"...Is someone coming again?" Xu Yichen's voice revealed a little weakness.

"Yeah." Yan Qiao nodded.

This is probably the owner of the black shadow and the culprit who set up this place.

Situ Lingxun glanced at the fallen shadow, and the vigilance in his heart not only did not diminish at all, but actually became deeper.

"The master of the shadow?"

"Ah."

"Stronger than you?" Yan Qiao's strength was obvious to all.

"Not sure." Yan Qiao said lightly.

But the aura circulating around her cannot deceive anyone, and those who come may not be able to deal with it so easily.

"You take medicine to heal your injuries first."

With that said, Yan Qiao handed them a jade bottle.

It contained the Peiyuan Pill that she had prepared long ago, which could be used to heal injuries.

Situ Ling paused, raised his hand to catch it and said softly: "Thank you very much."

Yan Qiao only said coldly: "I'll have to rely on you later."

"Okay, let's work together to make sure he never comes back."

Hearing this, a coldness flashed in Xu Yichen's eyes.

The evil-killing sword was filled with spiritual power, and it slashed towards a dark place.

Just hearing a bang, the dilapidated houses around him instantly became ruins.

The tip of the sword grazed a person's body and slashed through it.

Feeling the strong sense of threat coming from the Zhu Xie Sword, She Wanxuan's face suddenly turned ugly.

He stepped back and left the ruins.

She Wanxuan raised his hand and three coffins came out of the ground instantly.

And he stood behind the coffin. He glanced at the shadowy corpse lying next to several people and said coldly:

"You are indeed capable of killing the black shadow, but if I take action today, I will definitely not let you go back alive."

Yan Qiao sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, you have sent people to kill me many times, today I will kill you with the sword."

She Wanxuan's eyes immediately focused on Yan Qiao, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you Yan Qiao?"

But before Yan Qiao could answer, he continued: "Then it's even more impossible for you to come back alive today!"

As she spoke, She Wanxuan raised his hand and waved. The rotting coffin board fell down, and three armored soldiers holding long swords came out.

Yan Qiao only took one look and realized something in her heart. She just said: "The evil way before was also related to you?"

Hearing this, She Wanxuan's eyes became even sharper.

"It seems that I guessed it right." Yan Qiao said calmly.

Nothing else, purely because these soldiers are a spliced ​​product of humans and animals.

It looks like a failed experiment, and it's hard not to doubt the connection.

"If you guessed it right, I'll reward you by going down and keeping company with the demon!"

As he said this, She Wanxuan instantly burst into laughter.

As his laughter rang out, the three splicing soldiers moved.

"These are souls that were in great pain before death. They were deeply torn apart by me when they were in extreme pain. Their souls were mended again, and with the blessing of my power, their grievances are very great."

Resentment is the sweetest growth agent for ghosts.

Yanqiao looked at the three splicing soldiers exuding black energy, and all of them attacked her in an instant.

The three spliced ​​soldiers are black bear, horse, snake and human.

At the same time, Xu Yichen felt that the injuries in his body had been completely recovered. Looking at the three attacking spliced ​​soldiers, he moved his fists.

"It seems that the mastermind behind this doesn't take us to heart."

As he spoke, he glanced at Situ Ling.

Situ Ling smiled and said, "Then let's show him our strength."

The effect of Yan Qiao's elixir was unexpectedly good. Not only did it help them recover from their injuries, they could even feel the improvement in their whole body's cultivation.

Now it went from three against one to three against three in an instant.

"I just need a ghost to try my hand at, so it's you."

Xu Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly, formed seals with his hands, and said silently:
"Approach, soldier, fight, person, all, array, column, front, line!"

With the last shout, he held the long sword made of thunderbolt wood and walked towards the black bear soldiers.

Yan Qiao glanced at them and assessed their strength.

Since they could deal with these things, she turned her attention to She Wanxuan who was standing behind the coffin.

"Oh, beyond your own power!"

Looking at Yan Qiao who was attacking him, She Wanxuan immediately twitched the corner of his mouth and raised a sarcastic smile.

"The monsters come out."

As he finished speaking, two ghost figures suddenly emerged from the darkness, one ghost guarding his side, and the other ghost disappearing into the darkness.

Yan Qiao's eyes darkened slightly and suddenly froze in the air. In front of her was a ghostly figure stretching out its sharp claws towards her.

"Chong"

The sound was like the collision of cold weapons, and it was extremely harsh.

Yan Qiao was shocked to the point that her mouth was slightly numb. She narrowed her eyes and focused on the sharp claws of the ghost figure.

Seeing her like this, She Wanxuan immediately sneered and said: "I spent a lot of effort to build these sharp claws of the demon, and they can break all things."

Before he finished speaking, the demon rushed towards Yan Qiao again.

At the same time, the succubus, who had been silent all this time, also appeared next to the demon.

The devil smiled ferociously and arrived behind Yan Qiao almost instantly.

At this moment, a pair of sharp claws instantly turned into a death scythe that could easily harvest human lives.

There was a flash of silver on the tip of the sickle. After Situ Ling finished dealing with the horse soldiers, he looked up and saw this scene.

"Be careful behind you!" His pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted quickly.

Xu Yichen was carrying the huge palm of the black bear soldier. When he saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat.

A dark color flashed in She Wanxuan's eyes, and the corners of his lips slowly raised, but the next moment, the smile on his lips froze.

He looked at Yan Qiao's movements in disbelief.

The demon's sharp claws scratched Yan Qiao's body, but it suddenly missed. It was stunned for a moment.

But before it could react, a sharp sword with the power of thunder passed through its chest.

It stared blankly at the tip of the sword passing through its chest, a trace of doubt flashing in its eyes that had never been rational.

The power of thunder penetrates the whole body, reaching the peak of strength.

The demon didn't even let out a wailing cry before it turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.

The moment the devil died, blood overflowed from the corner of She Wan's mouth, and the bright red blood dyed the front of her body red.

"puff"

He clutched his chest and looked at Yan Qiao's position. The look of disbelief in his eyes had not dissipated, and he spit out a mouthful of blood in an instant.

She Wancheng put one hand on the coffin beside her to prevent herself from falling to the ground.

After stabilizing his body, he looked at Yan Qiao in a panic.

She raised her hand expressionlessly to take back the Evil Killing Sword, and blood dripped down the Evil Killing Sword.

"gollum"

She Wanxuan lowered his head stiffly and looked at the head, which was the head of the succubus. (End of chapter)