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

Chapter 32 The Strange Ghost

"Be careful lately and don't be too promiscuous. I'm leaving first."

Yan Qiao patted his shoulder and said.

The moment she turned around, the smile on her face was completely suppressed.

A pair of beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the color of the eyes became deeper and deeper.

coming!

In just an instant, Yan Qiao disappeared from the spot.

Gu Nianchen was still standing there in a daze.

Just, whoosh, it's gone?

Yan Qiao's move made Gu Nianchen feel in a trance on the way back, thinking about how she did it.

"Little girl, is it you who ruined my good deeds one after another?"

A gloomy voice came from beside him.

Yan Qiao turned his head slightly and dodged to avoid the approach of the old man.

"It's you, a big black mouse, who has repeatedly been disgusting in Nancheng?"

Yan Qiao raised his eyes and fell on the old Taoist, then slowly looked away.

I really can't bear to look directly at it!

I was already covered in black air, but as a result, I still had black dirt on my body.

I don't know how long I haven't showered.

Yan Qiao's expression was calm, but the feeling of disgust made the old man furious instantly.

Originally, Yan Qiao deserved to die for ruining his good deeds several times.

In the end, he actually dared to despise him, which is even more damning!
Looking at Yan Qiao, the old man sneered and said, "I just don't know if your mouth will still be so smart after I make you into a puppet."

"I don't know what gave you such a big tone, the garbage dump in the north of the city?" Yan Qiao replied with a cold face.

The old Taoist gritted his teeth and said viciously: "I tell you, you have offended me so much! You can't even think of leaving alive today!"

To the old man's harsh words, Yan Qiao only raised his eyelids calmly.

"Right on my mind."

As Yan Qiao said, she grabbed the void with her right hand, and a long sword glowing with purple spiritual power fell into her hand.

The old Taoist's eyes were instantly attracted to this spiritual sword, waiting to see the spiritual sword clearly.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Little girl, you have such a treasure in your hands. It is simply a gift from heaven. Why don't you just give it to me?"

"I have never dreamed it was so beautiful!"

Hearing this, Yan Qiao sneered suddenly, and raised his sword and slashed at him.

Seeing that Yan Qiao was unmoved, the old Taoist snorted coldly: "Young girl with shallow cultivation and Taoism, you can't defeat me with just a good sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's body erupted with black energy that reached the sky.

The essence of the vegetation that was filled with black energy dissipated instantly, and the entire plant appeared in a withered state.

Yan Qiao's eyes narrowed slightly, anger sank in his dantian, and the spiritual sword in his hand suddenly glowed with purple light.

In an instant, it overwhelmed the black air all over the sky and prevented it from expanding further.

"seal up!"

Yan Qiao formed a seal with her hands, and the formation flags around her body appeared, and then quickly followed her voice and fell around her.

The transparent barrier rose rapidly, enveloping the two of them.

"Enchantment?"

The old Taoist barely dodged the sword, and he stared at Yan Qiao in shock: "Who are you? When did the Taoist sect have such a famous person, and I don't know!"

"Without further ado."

Yan Qiao stood in the center of the formation, her voice was cold and authentic.

"Lei Punishment, come!"

As soon as the voice started, the originally empty sky suddenly exploded with thunder.

Yan Qiao stood with a sword in his right hand, pointing at the old man.

The sword follows the heart.

The powerful power of thunder and punishment was mixed with the spiritual power, which turned into streaks of sword energy and attacked the old Taoist.

The wind and clouds on the old road suddenly cracked.

With a sullen face, he waved his hand, and a few skull heads emitting black air flew out from the sleeves of his Taoist robe.

The four heads suddenly became very big, and they opened their big mouths and bit down on the sword energy.

Yan Qiao's expression did not change at all as he looked at the sword energy swallowed by the four skeleton heads.

On the contrary, while the old man was slightly relieved, he still did not forget to express his disappointment to her.

"It turns out that you are nothing more than thunder and rain, and you are just pretending to be fake."

"Now, let me teach you what is the real skill!"

As soon as the old man's voice changed, a distorted smile spread across his face.

"Go, eat her!"

Upon hearing this, the skulls in the air turned their lantern-sized eyes to Yan Qiao.

The dark eyes were filled with red fire, staring at her like that.

He rushed towards her suddenly.

Yan Qiao stood there and let the skull rush towards her. She just stood with her left hand in front of her chest, her fingertips flying continuously.

"Thunder punishment, down!"

She muttered softly, her voice cold.

"bang bang bang"

In an instant, four skulls exploded one after another.

Broken bones and dregs streaked across the old man's cheeks, bringing up a string of blood beads.

"you……"

The old man quickly covered his cheeks, his eyes widened, and he looked at Yan Qiao in shock.

Yan Qiao dodged, and the sword in his right hand landed on his left shoulder.

"Chong!"

After all, the veteran is experienced in many battles and his reaction is quite fast.

He held a whip and blocked the attack.

The material of the whip seems to be a bit special, it is soft enough to swing flexibly, but when the spirit sword strikes it, it suddenly becomes extremely hard.

Yan Qiao's eyes were slightly focused, without the slightest sign of retreating, she continued to slash at him with her sword.

Under Yan Qiao's frequent attacks, the old man gritted his teeth secretly.

He was already feeling exhausted. If he continued like this, he would definitely be hit.

"Damn girl, court death!"

Finally, when Yan Qiao's sword scratched his chest, the old Taoist became angry.

He stared at Yan Qiao fiercely, and two ghost figures suddenly appeared around him.

"Go and tear her to pieces!" The old Taoist's tone was full of malice.

The black air around him was getting thicker and thicker, but it was different from before.

This time, the black air only surrounded him.

Looking at the two ghost figures, Yan Qiao frowned slightly.

These two ghosts are very powerful and have an indescribable weirdness.

The hairs all over Yan Qiao's body stood on end, this was the monk's intuition reminding her of the danger.

What the hell is this?
It made her feel dangerous!

"Hahahaha, I carefully prepared this to capture the Dao Sect, but I didn't expect to let you enjoy it first."

Seeing Yan Qiao's face as if facing a formidable enemy, the old Taoist laughed suddenly, with a look of pride on his face that could not be concealed.

"It's impossible for you to beat these two ghosts of mine, just give up!"

Yan Qiao's eyes always fell on the two unusually tall ghost figures.

She stepped forward, threw out the spirit sword in her hand, and formed seals with her hands.

"Feathering Divine Thunder!"

As her voice fell, more powerful thunderclouds brewed in the sky.

"go with!"

"Boom!"

The human voice fell together with the thunder.

Countless rays of thunder and lightning power converged on the spirit sword in mid-air.

The Spirit Sword, which had withstood too much lightning force, suddenly buzzed.

Countless sword shadows spread out and slashed towards the old Taoist and the two ghost shadows.

Yan Qiao felt a faint pain coming from his Dantian, and silently swallowed a rejuvenation pill to replenish his blood.

"..."

Is this really just a little girl movie?

Seeing this mammoth scene, the old man doubted himself a little.

(End of this chapter)