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

Therefore, only a moment later, everyone rushed into the depths of the demon corpse.

Yan Qiao turned around and saw the people who came in without hesitation.

The figure flashed and landed directly in front of them.

"Boss."

Gu Nianchen noticed her immediately and quickly moved to her side in a protective posture.

Surrounded by demon corpses with teeth and claws.

The demonic corpses were in chaos, and large areas of demonic energy burst out from them.

Everyone stared at the black energy, but they couldn't help but feel relieved.

Fortunately, Song Waner and Yan Qiao jointly made a protective shield.

Once you inhale this thing, it's like taking a drug, and your hands and feet are completely out of your control.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Yan Qiao glanced at the number of demon corpses around and said calmly.

"That should be the case. We have already killed a lot of people when we came in from the outside."

"Okay, step back."

Hearing this, Gu Nianchen quickly pulled the people around her back behind her.

Although the others were a little confused, they took the first step to step away.

"Put evil."

Yan Qiao opened her lips lightly and raised her hand to summon the Evil-Slaying Sword.

Taking the Evil Executing Sword into her hand, a clear and joyful sword sound came from her hand.

When the sound of the sword sounded, the movements of all the demon corpses stopped for a moment.

In an instant, thousands of sword energy pierced out from behind Yan Qiao, and then disappeared into the body of the demon corpse.

"boom!"

Hundreds of demon corpses exploded together, instantly forming a blood mist that filled the sky.

Lin Wanqing looked at this scene, her eyes filled with scarlet.

She had followed others to kill demonic corpses, and was used to seeing blood.

Unexpectedly, I was still a little frightened when I saw this scene of large demon corpses exploding.

Lin Wanqing's eyes fell on Yan Qiao, her face still a little dull.

But in his heart, he had a clearer idea of ​​the abilities of immortal cultivators.

She had learned the method of killing demon corpses from Si Su and the others before, but she didn't expect to use such a method.

Looking at the blood mist that filled the sky, Yan Qiao frowned slightly.

Suddenly, her eyes condensed, and she quickly raised her hand to intercept the blood mist.

Even though her movements were already very fast, she still only intercepted half of the blood mist.

Half of the blood mist was absorbed by the formation.

Yan Qiao didn't even look at the remaining demonic energy that filled the sky. He only raised his hand and grabbed it into his palm.

After a moment, the hand holding the demonic energy flashed with lightning.

But this pile of demonic energy seemed to be alive, and it actually started to struggle in her hands.

Yan Qiao lowered his eyes, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and the force on his hand became heavier.

As a trace of the power of thunder tribulation submerged, the struggling demonic energy suddenly ceased.

Seeing that the demonic energy in his hand had dissipated, Yan Qiao slowly let go of his hand.

Lin Wanqing saw the abnormality in her hand early on, and couldn't help but stepped forward and asked: "Qiaoqiao, is this the devil's energy? Why does it seem to be alive..."

This was also a point of concern for everyone. After hearing this, they quickly pricked up their ears and listened carefully, for fear of missing any news.

"Something was planted inside these demonic corpses, and that thing was integrated with the demonic energy. Now that they feel the danger, they want to escape." As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qiao's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to use spiritual power to block the sudden attack. The coming demon attack.

Everyone reacted one after another, staring warily at the direction where the demonic energy came out.

"Did you kill all my cultivation resources?"

In the thick black air, a figure slowly appeared.

The man was dressed in black and there was nothing special about him, except for his face.

When he saw that face, Yan Qiao's eyes suddenly darkened.

He actually looks exactly like the mysterious man he met at Ji's house!

"Oh it's you."

The man's eyes fell on Yan Qiao, stayed for a while, and suddenly laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"It turns out you were the one who killed that good-for-nothing A Fei before me."

Hearing this, Yan Qiao's eyes paused slightly.

Yes, the temperament of these two people is completely different.

Brothers, I never thought they could be so similar.

Moreover, he seems to be stronger than the previous mysterious man.

"What a pity. I thought about finishing him off myself in a few days." As he said that, a look of regret appeared on the man's face.

Having said that, Yan Qiao didn't see any regret in his eyes, only the excitement of meeting his prey.

As for this prey - of course it is her!

I just don’t know who is the prey!

Thinking of this, Yan Qiao's lips curled up slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at him.

Yan Qiao's indifferent expression aroused the man's interest. He waved his hand and his voice was slightly trembling with excitement: "Baby, you have been hungry for so long, it's time to come out for a snack."

As soon as he finished speaking, black shadows emerged from behind him.

A flash of light flashed across the formation, and hundreds of ghostly shadows came into everyone's eyes.

After seeing the number of ghosts clearly, Si Shu and others took a breath.

Too much!

Yan Qiao also saw those ghost figures, and his eyes were filled with solemnity.

The levels of these ghosts are not low, the lowest is the level of a fierce ghost, and the highest has reached the level of a ghost general.

At least ten of them are ghost generals, and the only ones among them who can deal with ghost generals are Situ Ling and Shen Qingli.

"Do you think the people around you can beat babies like me?"

"Stop talking nonsense and come over if you have the guts!"

Si Su had long disliked him. Even if this bitch showed up so pretentiously, now he was still trying so hard.

When looking at Si Shu, the smile on the man's face suddenly faded, replaced by a biting gloom: "Beautiful lady, that is as you wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, those ghost figures that were still ready to attack disappeared one by one.

Yan Qiao's eyes darkened slightly, and he raised his hand to shoot out a stream of spiritual power. The spiritual power mixed with the pressure of thunder and calamity fell on the ghost figures.

In just an instant, it caused a large wailing sound and the disappearance of several ghost figures.

Her action undoubtedly angered the man. He turned to look at Yan Qiao and said pitifully: "You deserve to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fist wrapped in huge demonic energy instantly fell in front of Yan Qiao.

A coldness flashed in Yan Qiao's eyes, and he raised his hand to resist.

"Oh!"

The moment the huge force hit, Yan Qiao felt a numbness in his hands.

Then, a strong pain came from his hands.

He is strong!

Yan Qiao relied on the huge force to retreat back, and then suddenly stood up.

The man jumped up, reached a height no lower than her, and stepped down suddenly.

Yan Qiao's spiritual energy surged out of her body, and with the help of the thunder power around her, she dodged and landed next to the man, then raised her hand and punched out.

The surging spiritual power stopped the man's speed for a moment.

Right now, Yan Qiao's eyes darkened, he raised his hand to summon the Evil Killing Sword, and swung it in front of him.