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

Chapter 60 Small actions keep coming

Yan Qiao did not avoid the black mist.

She holds the evil-killing sword in one hand and performs the magic formula in the other.

A strong palm wind hit her, causing the hair around her ears to fly.

Seeing that Yan Qiao didn't move away, the monster sneered in his heart.

Suddenly, the body became filled with black energy, and even the amputated arm had a faint tendency to grow back.

"Yan Qiao, go to hell!"

The monster stared at Yan Qiao with its four eyes, and it roared loudly, deafeningly.

Yan Qiao snorted coldly and slashed at him instantly with the Evil Killing Sword in his hand.

She slashed with the Evil-Destroying Sword in her hand, and the huge sword light flashed past, and instantly turned into countless sword energy in mid-air.

These sword energy were all infected with the power of thunder, and they slashed at the monster crazily.

In an instant, a violent explosion sounded in Yan Qiao's ears.

She quickly backed away, her eyes following the monster closely.

Countless rays of sword energy exploded on the monster, and wisps of thunder power eagerly penetrated into his body.

"Ahhh!"

This time it was even more painful than having my arm cut off.

The black energy that had just gathered around the monster completely collapsed under Yan Qiao's attack.

"...Hehe, you deserve to die! You deserve to die! Ahhh!"

The monster retreated backwards, and the pain in its four eyes was even more difficult to conceal.

As soon as he finished speaking, the energy around him suddenly surged.

The black energy in the sky came out from every corner and entered his body one after another.

The monster's four eyes stared closely at Yan Qiao, and the originally dark eyes all turned scarlet at this time.

The blood moon, which was originally covered by floating clouds, suddenly appeared.

The scarlet moonlight fell on the monster.

There was a hint of relief on his face.

Yan Qiao frowned slightly. She glanced at the scarlet blood moon and thought something bad in her heart.

The Qi energy around the monster bathed in the moonlight has increased a lot again.

Even the previous injuries are almost healed.

He turned his scarlet eyes and looked at Yan Qiao, and said in a cruel voice: "Hahaha, it's time for you to die!" As he said that, black energy came overwhelmingly towards her, and under the black mist, she saw the monster's figure moving slightly. .

"If you want to die, you will die first." Yan Qiao snorted coldly, his eyes slightly condensed.

She held the Evil-Destroying Sword in her hand and powerfully cut away the black mist in front of her.

The power of thunder continued to emit from her hands.

The monster hiding in the dark immediately gritted its teeth when it saw this, feeling extremely resentful in its heart.

Seeing that the gap opened by the Evil Execution Sword was quickly covered up by the black energy, Yan Qiao did not panic.

She turned her wrist slightly, and countless sword energy swept out from behind her.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the black fog in the sky.

"what"

Then there was a scream.

Yan Qiao's eyes condensed, his wrist turned slightly, and he slashed out with his sword.

This time it was not hundreds or thousands of sword energy, but a solid sword light dyed with the power of terrifying thunder.

This sword light went straight towards the monster in the black mist.

Suddenly, Yan Qiao frowned, and a spiritual shield vaguely appeared around him.

Countless withered claws attacked her, but were instantly blocked by the spiritual shield around her.

"boom!"

The sword light covered by the black mist suddenly exploded, and the power of thunder spread, swallowing up the surrounding black mist.

For a moment, scarlet moonlight fell from the sky.

Yan Qiao looked coldly at the monster that had been destroyed by the sword light and was on the verge of death, with no emotion in his heart.

The monster weakly opened its remaining eyes and stared at her, his eyes completely shrouded in fear and terror.

"...please...please...let...let...me go."

He finished his sentence intermittently begging for mercy.

The whole person looked extremely weak, as if he would die in the next second.

But Yan Qiao still noticed his little move.

(End of this chapter)