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

A man in Tsing Yi touched his chin thoughtfully, and from the corner of his eye, he happened to catch sight of Bai Wanqing standing in the corner.

"Master Bai, why don't you go in and take a look? I remember that you and the head of the Ji family have always been close."

"Li Qinghong, don't add insult to injury here!" Bai Wanqing snorted coldly after hearing this, "How can I not know what you are thinking?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Li Qinghong nodded good-temperedly, and echoed, "I have been coveting this Ji family's cultivation method for a long time. If that's the case, then don't ask for it then."

As he spoke, a sly look flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, there are not a hundred families and sects that are against the Ji family, but there are about ten or twenty, right?
But now, look at it, no one is alive and well. Bai Wanqing sneered.

If not, how could he possibly support the Ji family's stinky feet!

You must know that he has done a lot of things for the Ji family over the years, and of course the rewards behind this are also very considerable.
Thinking of this, Bai Wanqing's eyes flashed with worry.

From this point of view, it would be detrimental to him if the Ji family was destroyed now.

Li Qinghong also knew about his connection with the Ji family. He just snorted coldly and stopped talking.

But the thunderclouds in the sky not only did not lessen as time went by, but instead became more terrifying. Thunder and lightning flashed in the black thunderclouds, and the huge roar shook people's heads.

The faces of people from various sects and families who came to see the excitement gradually turned ugly, and finally they all evacuated in unison.

Too close to the thundercloud.

The thick coercion and terrifying power made people unable to breathe at all.

"How strong must the people inside be to cause a thunderstorm?" Li Qinghong looked at the thundercloud and murmured with deep eyes.

"Master, we can stay further away." Xu Yichen looked at the posture of Lei Jie and swallowed silently.

He had truly felt the power of the thunder, and the thunder clouds condensed by Yan Qiao were not so terrifying at that time.

Could it be that Yan Qiao's cultivation has improved again?
There seems to be no other explanation other than this. What a pervert.

Xu Yichen cursed secretly.

Then he turned to persuade Li Qinghong. After all, this time they didn't have the protective shell Yan Qiao had made for them. If they were affected by the aftermath later, they might lose half their lives.

Thinking like this, Xu Yichen persuaded him more sincerely.

Li Qinghong looked at his disciple who was so afraid of death. He was silent and wanted to say that he should take a closer look at such a rare opportunity. This was a scene that even his ancestor had never seen before.

But looking at Xu Yichen's firm eyes, tone, and non-stop chattering mouth, he nodded mysteriously.

Seeing him nodding, Xu Yichen suddenly laughed and quickly called the Qingfeng Sect people to go further.

The speed was so fast that even Li Qinghong, who wanted to repent, couldn't interrupt.

Li Qinghong stood at the place carefully chosen by Xu Yichen, looking at the thunder clouds in the distance, and asked in a calm voice: "Do you know the person who caused this thunder disaster?"

"Master, why do you say this suddenly?" Xu Yichen felt a little uneasy and said quickly, "Master, don't think about it, you can't beat her."

"???"

Hearing this, Li Qinghong was stunned.

He turned to look at Xu Yichen and saw that he was still defensive. He suddenly felt speechless and opened his mouth without saying anything else.

Xu Yichen immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the increasingly large thunderclouds in the sky, Yan Qiao's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes slowly fell on a corner of the yard.

She only glanced at it and then looked away, as if she had glanced at it accidentally.

As the last seal in her hand fell, the monster that originally fell in the ruins also got up.

He stared at Yan Qiao with fierce eyes, and his whole body was filled with demonic aura.

He was really angry. Ever since he practiced the demonic technique, no one has ever been able to be his opponent.

It has always been his responsibility to abuse others, not others' abuse of him.

"Yan, Qiao." The monster said through gritted teeth.

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out of the ruins like a cannonball and headed straight towards Yan Qiao.

Yan Qiao slowly raised his eyes and landed on him.

The Evil-Destroying Sword in front of him suddenly made a buzzing sound, and countless thunder sword energy appeared out of thin air.

"Boom!" Countless rays of sword energy flew out in unison.

The thunder sword energy formed a net that tightly enveloped the monster, and no matter how hard he tried to escape, he could not escape.

The monster stared at Yan Qiao resentfully, with countless wounds caused by the thunderous sword energy on its body.

As the number of wounds on the body increased, they gradually evolved from faint scars to fatal wounds that were deep enough to show the bones.

"puff!"

The Evil-Destroying Sword was hidden among the countless thunderous sword energy, and at the right time, it penetrated the chest of the monster fiercely.

The monster immediately lost its life and was about to fall from the sky.

Yan Qiao raised his hand and pointed at the monsters, and a thunderbolt as thick as his wrist suddenly fell, annihilating their corpses in an instant.

"Boom!"

Another roar suddenly came from the thundercloud.

A thunderbolt as thick as the mouth of a bowl fell instantly towards a corner of the yard.

The moment the black shadow appeared, Yan Qiao moved his feet, and the whole person suddenly appeared behind him.

She randomly struck out with a palm, but the surge of spiritual power caused the man's expression to change dramatically.

His speed also stopped for a moment. At this moment, Yan Qiao raised his hand to hold the flying Evil Killing Sword, and inserted the sword into his Dantian.

"Er"

The man's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Obviously, he didn't expect Yan Qiao to be so strong.

But soon, Yan Qiao felt that the tip of the sword was hindered.

She frowned slightly and quickly left.

Just when she was leaving with all her strength, she suddenly discovered that the wound on the man's dantian was actually healing.

And the man reacted very quickly and was following her closely in almost an instant.

Terrifying murderous intent erupted from that man's body.

The man's eyes revealed madness and murderous intent.

Obviously, Yan Qiao's attack and escape inspired his murderous intention!
Yan Qiao's speed was very fast. Wherever the man went, all the intact buildings were shattered and turned into ruins.

Countless offensives were hitting Yan Qiao crazily. The terrifying power made it impossible for anyone to resist at all.

Yan Qiao frowned and took a few soul-boosting pills while running for his life.

This man is strong!

Moreover, the demonic aura emanating from his body was very strong, just like the aura of the real demons she had seen in her dream!
Yan Qiao gritted her teeth. She was careless. She hadn't seen anyone stronger than her on Blue Star for so long, and she had forgotten the vigilance she should have had. (End of chapter)