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

Alan spat out a mouthful of dirty blood. She covered her heart and looked at Yan Qiao in shock.

But the next moment, her expression changed drastically and she quickly stepped back.

In a flash of lightning, the Evil-Destroying Sword fell from above her head, seemingly locking her whereabouts.

She will not give up until the sword falls on her.

Alan gritted her teeth and raised her hand to grab Liu Guanlin.

Liu Guanlin, who was restrained from moving, suddenly changed his expression, and he quickly shouted: "Lord Alan..."

"It's your honor to die for me!"

Alan stared at him with scarlet eyes, turned to look at him, his voice was extremely gloomy.

Liu Guanlin shook his head vigorously, his eyeballs bulging: "...No, no!!"

Seeing that Alan was unfazed and the Evil-Destroying Sword was pressing in front of him, Liu Guanlin's eyes flashed with a trace of cruelty:
"Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous!"

"Between Liuhe and within the four seas, there are six pentagons and six yi, and the evil ghosts will stop themselves. Six Geng and six pungents, the evil ghosts will separate themselves. Six ren and six sunflowers, the evil ghosts will destroy themselves!"

"bundle!"

Liu Guanlin exploded.

In an instant, countless invisible threads flew out from all directions and entangled themselves.

"Liu Guanlin, how dare you!"

Alan, who was entangled in transparent silk threads, his eyes wide open and suddenly couldn't even maintain his human form.

Her whole body seemed to turn into black mist, and a huge ghost head emerged from her head.

"puff!"

"You are all damned! You are all damned!"

Liu Guanlin touched the blood around his mouth fiercely, raised his hand and drew a talisman in the air.

With a flash of inspiration, he pushed the Void Talisman towards Alan.

The two people's positions were instantly switched, and the Evil-Destroying Sword was stabbed from the top of her head.

A terrifying aura swept out of the sword, and an icy chill spread from the body.

"Ahhh"

The horrifying screams suddenly echoed through the sky, and Alan's ghost power began to dissipate.

Liu Guanlin fell from mid-air, and he barely held himself up.

Seeing Alan looking like this, his eyes were full of madness, and he laughed wildly.

The laughter was so wanton that it seemed to vent all the anger.

Seeing this ending, Yan Qiao only raised his eyes slightly, and the breath around him was released.

Locked by a powerful aura, Liu Guanlin looked horrified before he could make any move.

Yan Qiao stepped forward and arrived in an instant.

Raising her hand again, the Evil-Destroying Sword fell directly into her hand and headed towards Liu Guanlin.

He wasn't given a chance to react at all.

The Evil-Destroying Sword pierced through his body, and several cracking sounds were heard one after another.

It was a life-saving means that he spent half his life to buy for himself.

He didn't expect to be so vulnerable under Yan Qiao.

He is not willing!

Liu Guanlin stared at Yan Qiao with wide eyes.

The breath is gradually weakening, and the eyes will not rest in peace until death!
Yan Qiao calmly withdrew his gaze and raised his hand to hold the Evil Killing Sword.

After Alan's soul died, the black fog around him gradually dispersed, and the surroundings returned to silence again.

But there is still part of the black mist hovering in the sky and lingering for a long time.

Seeing this, Yan Qiao casually took out a talisman and absorbed it completely.

She raised her hand to recall the talisman and put it into the space without looking at it.

His eyes fell on the place where Alan disappeared, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

She moved her fingertips slightly, and a burst of spiritual power hit the air, and a faint explosion sounded.

After a while, Yan Qiao disappeared completely.

Liu Guanlin's body was left lying in the woods.

At the same time, a light suddenly lit up in the dark study.

It's just that this lamp is extremely dim, and there is a faint shadow passing through the wick.

"Who is it!"

"When did the Dao Sect have such a number one figure?"

"Taohong, Alan fell into her hands one after another."

In the dimness, only a figure could be vaguely seen sitting at the table.

A cold voice sounded slowly in the darkness.

In the darkness, his eyes were as cold as poisonous snakes, which was creepy. "Dark Shadow."

As soon as the words came out, a dark figure suddenly emerged from the darkness.

The shadow bowed his head respectfully.

The moment he came out, the temperature of the whole room dropped a little for no reason.

The man continued: "Find her and bring her back."

As the words fell, the shadow melted into the darkness and disappeared into the room.

"The Divine Priest has been around for a long time."

The dim light flickered a few times, reflecting on the man's face and illuminating his sinister eyes, which was extremely frightening.

"Wingtai, you still haven't done what I asked you to do."

"You said, how should I punish you?"

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone, and Wentai suddenly woke up.

He quickly explained: "Master She, please listen to my explanation. It was the Si family who took action."

"You can't handle a little girl from the Si family, so why do I need you?"

Hearing this, the voice on the other end of the phone was filled with anger.

"Master She, not only the little girl of the Si family, but also the heir of the Si family, Si Qingyu."

As soon as the name came out, Wingtech clearly felt the silence on the other end of the phone.

She Wanxuan's eyes were dark: "What a Si family."

Regarding She Wanxuan's words, Wingtech just listened quietly until a series of beeps came from the other side of the phone.

Then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the bed.

The wife beside him was awakened by his movements and was staring at him angrily.

Before he could explain, his wife took the lead and said, "Go out and sleep!"

"Shuhua..." Wentai still wanted to save it.

But under his wife's murderous eyes, he silently closed his mouth, turned around, got out of bed and went to the second bedroom.

Lying on the bed in the second bedroom, Wentai thought of She Wanxuan's words and the pit he had made on Yan Qiao, and his eyes gradually darkened.

Yan Qiao, I will always find your weakness.

By then, ha!

……

When Yan Qiao returned to Shensi from Kyoto, the moon was still hanging in the sky.

She jumped off the Evil Killing Sword lightly on her toes and landed in the courtyard.

The moment she fell into the courtyard, the closed formation in the courtyard instantly opened.

Under the cover of the formation, Yan Qiao's figure slowly disappeared.

"what?"

A scream suddenly sounded in the darkness.

Yan Qiao lowered her eyes and slowly approached behind him, and said in a cold voice: "Are you looking for me?"

"Ah! There's a ghost!"

Feeling the cold breath behind him, the man immediately put his head in his hands and ran towards the back.

Looking at his movements, Yan Qiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and she slowly raised her hand to shoot out a burst of spiritual power.

"uuuuuu"

The man looked at Yan Qiao who kept approaching him with horror in his eyes.

Why can't I move or speak suddenly?

ghost!
Help!

Who will save him!
The man's pupils shrank sharply, his eyes full of horror and resistance.

Yan Qiao stood still in front of him and looked at him calmly.

There was a little space between his fingertips, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't kill me! Please..."

Hearing this, Yan Qiao nodded seriously and said, "Well, don't worry, I won't kill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't wait for his reaction.

Yan Qiao raised his hand and threw a talisman at him.

Mantra.

It’s time to try its power.

Yan Qiao's eyelashes trembled slightly and she raised her eyes to look at him calmly.

"What do you want to do in my yard in the middle of the night?"

"I couldn't sleep. I saw a light flying out of the yard. I was curious and came to take a look."