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

While everyone was struggling to hold on, Yan Qiao slowly walked from the white jade road behind.

She raised her eyebrows slightly but did not move forward. Instead, she stood quietly and watched several people struggle.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Yan Qiao never came forward, and those black figures had no tendency to attack her.

Vincent cursed inwardly.

"Boss, help!"

At this moment, the gloominess on his face faded away, replaced by a look of fear.

The speed of this change of face surprised Cheke Thurman.

He knew that Vincent was hiding deeply, but he didn't expect that he would dare to plot against such a strong man.

Originally, he thought his IQ was above average, but at this moment, Cheke Thurman just felt that he was deceived.

His eyes fell on Yan Qiao and his eyes flashed.

He didn't think Yan Qiao really knew anything. On the contrary, she might prefer to see them fighting among themselves.

Facing Cheke Thurman's gaze, Yan Qiao raised her eyes to meet him with a cold expression.

Cheke Thurman subconsciously moved his eyes away, his heart beating like thunder.

Before he could think about it, a black shadow flashed in front of him and directly scratched his cheek.

Cheke Thurman gritted his teeth and could only concentrate on dealing with the black shadow in front of him.

Faced with Vincent's plea for help, Yan Qiao just raised his eyes and glanced at them lightly.

Seeing that she had no intention of taking action, Vincent's eyes suddenly sank.

He looked away, waving the staff quickly in his hand, and mumbling something.

After a moment, a circle of light formed in front of him.

And all the black shadows that touched the aperture had no time to struggle and disappeared instantly.

Looking at his methods, Avic narrowed his eyes.

Feeling the power emanating from this circle of light, David Shearer frowned.

As a third-generation vampire, there were very few things that made him feel uncomfortable.

But now Vincent's power actually gave him an inexplicable sense of threat.

Under Vincent's attack, those black shadows disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The eyes of the other people looking at him gradually became different.

It was obvious that he had suffered such serious injuries before, but now he still has such strength.

Yan Qiao was slightly surprised when he looked at the power in front of him.

No wonder he was able to find the location of his divine power. It turned out that his own power contained divine power.

David Shearer looked him up and down, his eyes darkened: "Vincent, I didn't expect you to have such strength."

Vincent waved his staff to withdraw his magic power and just gave him a faint look when he heard this.

"Oh, you are the weakest vampire among all the people."

"There are more places than you can imagine."

After lightly mocking David Shearer, Vincent turned to look at Yan Qiao.

"Ms. Yan Qiao, this is not your home court."

He accurately stated Yan Qiao's name.

Facing his seemingly threatening words, Yan Qiao's expression remained unchanged: "So?"

"There is an old Chinese saying that goes: He who knows the current affairs is a hero."

"That's how I was when I was outside. Now that I've come in, I hope you can learn it too."

Is this a blatant threat?

Yan Qiao's lips curled up slightly, and she looked at him with a deeper look: "Okay."

As soon as she said this, the other people looked at her in surprise.

In her heart, she was constantly weighing the authenticity of her words and how deeply it affected her.

Whether they have a chance to kill her is what they care about most.

See, that's how people are.

As long as the strong person who was originally pressing on you is not as strong as you imagined, you will think about when you can kill him. Faced with everyone's scrutiny, Yan Qiao was not annoyed, and the smile on his face showed no sign of shrinking.

The evil-killing sword always stood by her side.

It wasn't until their eyes touched the Evil Killing Sword that everyone calmed down a lot.

With the blessing of such a magical weapon, coupled with Yan Qiao's relaxed posture of killing monsters before.

Then they withdrew their gaze and turned to Vincent.

Vincent didn't mind their gazes either, he raised his hand and held a dark bead in his hand.

He chanted in a low voice, and the gem on the staff in his hand suddenly emitted a ray of light.

It didn't stop growing until the dark bead was completely enveloped.

Yan Qiao's eyes fell on the bead, and his eyes flashed.

That bead contains a powerful force.

And that power is being absorbed by the gem on the staff at the moment.

Soon, the power in the beads was absorbed.

And with Vincent's movement, the bead instantly turned into ashes.

Avic looked at him warily, and his intuition told him that this man had just done something extraordinary.

"It's almost done, it's almost done!"

Looking at the staff that had absorbed the power, Vincent touched the gem on it lovingly, his eyes filled with madness.

His madness made Chek Thurman feel bad, and he took a few steps back.

"You know how to be afraid now?!"

Vincent suddenly turned his head and stared at Cheke Thurman with a serious tone.

"Unfortunately, it's too late!"

"Since you want to leave, let me help you!"

As he spoke, Vincent waved the staff in his hand, and the gem inlaid on it suddenly flashed with inspiration.

As the chants from his mouth fell, powerful and violent magic attacked Cheke Thurman.

It was almost pervasive and penetrated his body quickly.

Before he could react, pain suddenly erupted from his body.

"Ah..."

Painful wails sounded, and Cheke Thurman's body was suddenly divided into small pieces.

It fell onto the white jade brick with a "snap" sound.

David Shearer and Avic's pupils suddenly shrank, and there was already a storm in their hearts.

This method is unheard of!

Yan Qiao was slightly surprised by his move. His eyes fell on the pool of flesh and blood on the ground, his expression dark and unclear.

The fine pieces of flesh and blood were completely absorbed by the white jade bricks under his feet in full view of everyone.

If it weren't for the strong smell of blood still lingering in the air.

They may also have thought that the scene just now was an illusion.

Even Vincent was a little surprised.

He was surprised that the power from the staff in his hand was more powerful than he imagined.

I was also surprised by the strange white jade bricks under my feet that could absorb flesh and blood.

This inexplicable silence lasted until it was broken by Yan Qiao.

"If you don't want to leave, then I'll leave first." She said in a cold voice.

Hearing this, the others reacted instantly and followed suit.

Now that things have reached this point, we can only go on.

Vincent stared closely at Yan Qiao's leaving figure with a look of madness in his eyes.

"I found you..."

The words were so light that they were blown away by the breeze.

Yan Qiao raised her hand to hold the Evil Killing Sword in her arms. A flash of light flashed around her body, and a protective shield instantly enveloped her.