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

The ugly face of the faceless monster was exposed.

That face was extremely ugly, even many times uglier than the appearance of those demonic figures.

There are still vague marks on his face, which seem to have been carved deliberately.

He seemed to be very concerned about his face and didn't want his face to be seen by others, so he subconsciously blocked his face after his defense was broken by Yan Qiao.

He half-covered his face, and his distorted face made his already ugly face even more ugly.

"The last thing I like is for people to see my face."

"Yan Qiao, you succeeded in irritating me."

"Tell me, how can I vent this anger? How about letting everyone around you die before you? Let you see with your own eyes that the whole world has become my colony. Your face must look very good."

The ugly man spat fiercely, his eyes full of crazy cruelty.

Faced with the ugly man's rage, Yan Qiao remained calm, and her eyes on him did not waver at all.

"I remember you still had a mother. It's such a pity that you couldn't have someone kill her directly."

The ugly man looked directly at Yan Qiao, as if he wanted to arouse Yan Qiao's anger and find her flaws.

In response to his provocation, Yan Qiao said nothing and his eyebrows remained cold.

Just when the ugly man wanted to say something else, she stepped forward and punched him in the chest.

The huge force hit the ugly man, and it directly shattered the black armor he was wearing.

And his body flew upside down like a kite with its string broken, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"You really talk a lot."

Yan Qiao's voice was still extremely cold.

As soon as she finished speaking, she appeared above the ugly man's head, the long sword in her hand shining with endless cold light.

A chill hit him from above his head. When he looked up, he suddenly found a long sword filled with cold light hanging above his head.

Yan Qiao moved, and the long sword stabbed him hard with endless thunder power.

The ugly man just wiped his mouth and stood up unsteadily.

He raised his hand and waved, and a dense demonic energy condensed in the sky.

After the demonic energy gathered, a mirror glowing with demonic energy reappeared.

The scope of the mirror is so large that it almost covers the entire sky.

"Look, who are these people? Look at their miserable appearance. Everyone will die."

The ugly man smiled arrogantly.

Above the void, in the huge mirror, scenes of fighting were reflected.

In addition to China, fighting is also taking place in various countries around the world.

The blood was like a long river, and the entire mirror was stained with scarlet blood.

Not every place is guarded, and they simply cannot resist the invasion of the demonic shadows. Countless people died all over the world almost instantly.

Tall buildings became ruins, with no room for improvement.

Wherever the demonic shadow went, almost no grass grew.

Such a shocking scene was faced by everyone who saw the live broadcast. This time, Chinese officials did not code the bloody scenes.

They watched familiar faces continue to fall, and saw the blood almost overflowing in the picture, and they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts.

Afraid that this world is really going to be destroyed, afraid that death is so close to them.

For a time, many people's minds collapsed.

Many demonic shadows took this opportunity to wreak havoc.

Yan Qiao's eyes darkened, and thousands of sword auras suddenly condensed behind him. Each sword aura was wrapped in the power of extremely fierce thunder, and it slashed crazily at the transformed mirror above his head.

"Boom!"

Under the powerful attack, the mirror collapsed, and the picture on it disappeared without a trace.

Lin Wanqing and others breathed a sigh of relief.

The picture shown in the mirror really affects their emotions.

"Continue to defend against the enemy!"

Lin Wanqing said in a deep voice.

Her cold voice instantly brought the bewildered soldier back to his senses. Fortunately, they were well-trained soldiers. Although they were a little shaken in their hearts, they were more angry and hated the demon shadow.

For soldiers, this kind of scene is more like a heart-stimulating medicine, which further strengthens their determination to kill the enemy.

Looking at the soldiers who seemed to be more ferocious, the ugly man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand why they were not afraid.

Shouldn't this be the last thing they want to see?

He couldn't understand, and Yan Qiao wouldn't give him any extra chance to breathe.

A majestic aura suddenly burst out from her body, and sword aura floated above her head.

The ugly man's expression changed, and he suddenly swept back, out of Yan Qiao's attack range.

Just as he was about to say a few harsh words, he suddenly met Yan Qiao's gaze.

He suddenly felt a chill in his back, and a bone-chilling chill surged into his heart.

"Oh!"

The ugly man's pupils shrank suddenly, and Yan Qiao, who had kept distance from him, suddenly appeared in front of him.

A huge force came from in front of him.

Before he could see clearly how Yan Qiao attacked, he was directly hit by the force and flew hundreds of meters away.

The ugly man barely managed to steady himself and didn't let himself fall to the ground.

Yan Qiao took advantage of the victory to pursue, holding his right hand empty.

"Buzz!"

A sword cry came from the void.

It was wrapped with a sword energy that cut through the sky, and fell vertically towards the chest of the ugly man who flew backwards.

"Pfft!"

After the Evil-Destroying Sword penetrated his chest, it pinned him to the ground with a huge force.

Large mouthfuls of blood spat out from his mouth.

Yan Qiao landed next to him, raised his hand and held the Evil Killing Sword without pulling out the sword.

Instead, it arouses the power of thunder and calamity stored in the dantian and spreads down the body of the Evil Killing Sword.

"The power of thunder?!"

The ugly man was suddenly startled and looked at Yan Qiao in disbelief.

Yan Qiao was speechless and just silently increased the output.

"Hoho, hoho!!"

Suddenly, the ugly man laughed, and his figure gradually disappeared under her sword.

Yan Qiao frowned before she could react.

A huge palm suddenly shot towards Yan Qiao with a huge force.

Powerful pressure burst out from that attack.

Yan Qiao's expression remained unchanged, and thousands of sword energy behind him fiercely slashed towards the offensive.

"Oh!"

Thousands of sword energy exploded instantly, but the power of the giant palm was only weakened by half.

So strong!

This is the inner thought of everyone who sees this scene.

Yan Qiao's eyes darkened slightly, he raised his hand and punched hard.

The palm print left by the ugly man was instantly smashed by her punch.

At the same time, a barrier rose from the ground.

The formation was triggered.

The ugly man raised his head and glanced at the formation, and immediately sneered: "I admit that you are very talented, but do you think this can trap me?"

As soon as the words fell, the demonic energy around the ugly man gathered crazily, and the pressure directly enveloped Yan Qiao.

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