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

Chapter 53 Bone Sword, Ghost Realm

Gu Nianchen's face was as pale as a vegetable, and he was carrying Song Chen who had fainted on his back.

When he saw Yan Qiao, his eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted quickly:
"Boss, help me, there's a ghost chasing us!"

"Haha, do you really think you can escape from my grasp?"

A sharp voice suddenly came, accompanied by a cold and creepy laughter, which seemed even more terrifying at this time.

Li Gui, dressed in red, floated in from the door slowly.

She stretched out her scarlet tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, looking at Gu Nianchen and her eyes full of determination.

Hearing this, Gu Nianchen's expression turned even worse. He quickly carried Song Chen and hid behind Yan Qiao.

"Boss, save me..."

His movements were noticed by Li Gui, and she turned her dark eyes and landed on Yan Qiao's face.

"Oh, as expected, men eat from the bowl and look at the food from the pot."

As he spoke, Li Gui's dark eyes showed faint signs of turning red.

The hostility around him became even worse, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a bit.

Li Gui's eyes were red, he stiffly tilted his head and screamed: "You all deserve to die!"

"She, she, is here, boss..."

"Go in." Yan Qiao glanced at him lightly.

"okay."

Gu Nianchen understood instantly, immediately picked up Song Chen and headed to the room.

Seeing him entering the room, Yan Qiao turned back to look at Li Gui.

The red clothes were flying, the black air was spreading, and the sharp nails were only a fist away from her.

Yan Qiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, she lowered her eyes and moved her right hand slightly.

"Ah You……"

Li Gui was in pain and took a few steps back with a look of horror on his face.

"Are you from the Taoist sect? No! You're not. Who are you?"

The place where he was hit by the spiritual power continued to radiate pain.

They have become ghosts, so they have no actual form.

So no one can hurt them except those nasty Taoist priests.

But her soul was hurt by this little girl of unknown origin.

The pain in her soul made Li Gui slowly wake up, and her scarlet pupils turned black again.

Li Gui's black aura calmed down a bit, and she stared at Yan Qiao warily: "Are you from Luo Men?"

Roman?

Hearing this, Yan Qiao's eyes flashed slightly, and he took this new term to heart again.

She raised her eyelids lightly and said in a cold voice: "Who asked you to come?"

"Oh, when did Luo Men have a little girl as powerful as you?"

Li Gui didn't answer her words, he just looked Yan Qiao up and down, and his eyes stayed at the door of the room behind her for a few moments.

"So, you are also from Luo Men?" Yan Qiao looked at her lightly.

Li Gui was surprised when he saw that she was not afraid at all. He covered his mouth and chuckled: "Human? Sister, I am not a human."

"Although you may be from Luomen, you can't stop me from working."

She changed her voice and stared at Yan Qiao with her dark eyes.

"Sister will never show mercy just because someone is from Luomen."

After saying that, Li Gui smiled slightly at Yan Qiao, and his dark eyes instantly turned scarlet again.

She was filled with black energy, even more terrifying than before.

One look and you knew she was serious this time.

Yan Qiao felt the change in Li Gui's strength, and his eyes darkened slightly.

This fierce ghost seems to know very well that Luo Men's people are not easy to mess with, so he has no backup plan this time.

"Put evil."

Yan Qiao's cold voice hit everyone's ears.

Suddenly, a long sword glowing with cold light appeared from mid-air.

Just floating in mid-air, the cold air on the sword makes people feel intimidated.

Li Gui couldn't imagine that if Yan Qiao got this sword, would she really be able to escape smoothly?
This time she lost confidence in her own strength, and at the same time, she became more afraid of Yan Qiao.Yan Qiao stretched out her hand to hold the Evil Killing Sword, and she lowered her eyes and gently stroked the blade.

The Evil-Destroying Sword suddenly buzzed, as if in response to her.

Her lowered eyes were full of nostalgia.

Long time no see, Zhu Xie.

Yan Qiao thought silently in his heart.

Li Gui said in a deep voice: "Let my sister come and test your evil-killing sword."

As she spoke, the black energy on her body suddenly began to boil.

In just a moment, there was a black bone sword in front of her.

Yan Qiao's eyes stayed on the bone sword for a moment.

She frowned slightly, this bone...

"Chong!"

The evil-killing sword and the bone sword collided together, making a fighting sound unique to cold weapons.

The moment it was separated from the black bone sword, the Evil Killing Sword buzzed.

As Yan Qiao's natal sword, she clearly felt the meaning conveyed to her by the Evil Killing Sword.

Demon-like bone!
Yan Qiao's heart sank, and she stared at Li Gui with deep eyes.

Li Gui looked at Yan Qiao, tilted his head and smiled slightly: "It seems you are going to lose."

Before she finished speaking, the black air filled the whole room from behind her.

In just an instant, Yan Qiao's entire figure was shrouded in it.

Yan Qiao tightened his grip on the Evil Killing Sword and his eyes lit up.

It suddenly became silent around her, and it was so dark that she couldn't even see her fingers.

Yan Qiao lowered his eyes indifferently, and slashed around with the Evil-Destroying Sword in his right hand.

But the dark mist showed no sign of dispersing.

Ghost domain!

She suddenly remembered that when a fierce ghost reaches a certain level, he will cultivate into the ghost realm.

Just when she was about to forcefully break through the ghost realm with the Evil Killing Sword, a beam of light suddenly appeared from the front.

The light shone from that end all the way to the front of her, which happened to be a path that could only accommodate one person.

Yan Qiao looked at the path indifferently and walked up.

Because the appearance of this light made her sure that this ghost realm was not created by this fierce ghost himself.

She seemed to have refined something and got something similar to a ghost realm.

Yan Qiao's intuition was that it was the bone sword.

A bone sword made from a piece of demon bone.

Seeing Yan Qiao, Gu Nianchen's mournful face suddenly changed, and he looked at her expectantly: "Boss, you finally came to save me!"

When he touched Gu Nianchen, Yan Qiao's eyes paused.

After a while, he responded slowly.

"Boss, do you know where this is? It's so dark that you can't even see where you are."

Gu Nianchen followed Yan Qiao closely, his eyes constantly looking towards the path.

As he looked at it, he felt waves of coldness coming from the deep black.

Gu Nianchen suddenly shuddered and was so frightened that he grabbed the corner of Yan Qiao's clothes.

Feeling the weight coming from behind, Yan Qiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the Evil Killing Sword in her hand trembled slightly, and soon returned to calm.

"Boss, do you think there are things in the darkness beside this trail?"

Gu Nianchen suddenly straightened his head, came close to Li Yanqiao's face, and said quietly.

Yan Qiao didn't even look at him, and said in a cold voice: "The same thing as you."

Gu Nianchen: "..."

"Boss, that's not the joke."

Gu Nianchen's faint voice continued to come from behind, but this time he was one step closer to Yan Qiao.

They were so close that Yan Qiao could clearly hear the sound of swallowing from behind.

(End of this chapter)