Ascended to become a virtual idol

Chapter 23 The Significance of Inheritance Alternation

At 10:30 in the Xuanyuan calendar, Yan Qiao's live broadcast room was suddenly taken off the shelves, and the closure of the live broadcast room in the virtual projection immediately attracted the attention of netizens.

Changlong Bo is the anchor of Justice Charge, and suddenly rushed to the top of the hot search.

Elder Luo in the Metaphysics Society was furious, "Which one is desperate, withdrawing Yan Qiao's live broadcast room?"

Yan Qiao didn't know about the ups and downs on the Internet. She was racing against time and teleported to the murderer's villa while making tricks.

Looking at the gorgeous villa in front of her, and the servants coming and going in the room, Yan Qiao looked indifferent. She walked into the villa and countless gray smoke entangled and rushed towards her. , directly imprisoning the fog.

A long whip appeared in her hand, and like a dragon wagging its tail, it sucked out countless evil spirits.

Until she entered the depths of the villa, the strong air of luck and evil spirit rushed to the sky. She lowered her head and stepped on the solid ground, but there were countless souls buried there.

Yan Qiao dialed Luo Yixiu's communication, and explained to him where he is now and what happened in a few words.

In the Metaphysics Society, Elder Luo, who was scolding Elder Pu, received a message from his own son, "Hey brat, let him go!"

"Dad, Yan Qiao found a qi transfer formation."

Luo Yixiu's words made Elder Luo's face change drastically, "What!" He stood up too hastily and knocked down his chair.

He had no time to pay attention to the piercing voice, "Where is it?"

Seeing his ugly face, Elder Pu immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

Elder Luo turned his head with a livid expression, "The descendant of the ancestor has appeared."

The forbidden technique of the Metaphysics Institute of Qi Transfer Formation was created by a genius thousands of years ago. Because of the numerous lives in his hands, he finally died under the thunder of heaven. It was also at that moment that the evil he did could not be hidden under the thunder of heaven. .

The truth about the Qi transfer formation was also made public, and not long after that the entire sect disappeared under the wrath of Tianlei.

The evil energy transfer formation is also missing, but only Xuanhui knows the formation, and it is hidden in the forbidden area by their ancestors, and only those who have the blood of the ancestors can pass through.

Then, after natural disasters and countless evolutions, the rules of heaven and earth became blurred, and the metaphysics of the year gradually faded away, and the forbidden land was even missing.

The ancestor's blood betrayed the Mystical Society.

Elder Pu's expression changed drastically, "The evil energy transfer formation is born!"

When Yan Qiao came to the entrance of the basement, she had already seen the scene clearly through her mental strength, but at this moment her hands were shaking for the first time.

The little elf followed, watching quietly, a little confused and at a loss deep in his pupils.

The strong smell of blood made it shrink behind Yan Qiao, its fluffy paws tightly grasping Yan Qiao's clothes.

"Boom." The door was smashed open by Yan Qiao, and a huge pool of blood appeared inside, with countless young girls hanging upside down on it.

The moment the door opened, a nearly full-grown demon came straight at Yan Qiao, and Yan Qiao slammed the long whip in his hand.

The shrill scream penetrated deep into the soul, and Luo Yixiu, who had just arrived, and a few young monks from the Mystical Society fell to their knees on the ground, with blood flowing from their mouths and noses.

"Yixiu!" Elder Luo shrank his pupils and rushed over quickly.

I saw a few elders had just helped up a group of young monks, and thunder rolled in the sky.

Yan Qiaofei made a tactic in mid-air, triggering the five-thunder formation, and as her hand fell lightly, the thunder roared, and in the bursts of thunder, she saw a woman in red in a daze.

Under the thunder, the demon dissipated and the villa was reduced to ashes, but the servants inside were lying on the ground intact.

"Hurry up and save people!" As soon as Lei stopped, Elder Gong immediately spoke.

A few disciples from the Metaphysics Society who were still standing hurried over, sniffing and taking them to a safe place one by one.

Yan Qiao looked down and frowned when she saw this scene, she waved her hand, and the innocent servant who was lying on the ground immediately floated up to a safe place automatically.

The little monks opened their mouths wide, "Master, the elders ran away by themselves..."

Elder Yu strode over and slapped him on the head, "The ignorant bastard still doesn't pay homage to Brother Yan."

At the end of the sentence, he performed a disciple ceremony first, "Xuanhui met Brother Yan in the middle road."

The little disciple felt aggrieved, he really wanted to ask where Mr. Yan was, but he didn't dare.

"It's not convenient for me to show up now. You can deal with the things here. As for the person, I have already notified the guards to arrest him." She looked down at the Mystical Society in this world, and a trace of regret appeared in her eyes.

"Has the Mysterious Society fallen so far?" She asked softly.

The corner of Yu Zhonglu's mouth moved, "Yes."

"I'll go first," she left behind these words and disappeared.

It wasn't until Elder Luo called everyone to dispose of the bones that the little monk hurriedly followed.

Yu Zhonglu just stood there blankly, Elder Gong came over and patted him on the shoulder, "What's wrong."

"Tell me, where did she come from?" He murmured.

"No matter where they come from, at least they don't have any malice towards us." Elder Gong walked over after finishing speaking, "You little fellows, stay away from these evil spirits that hurt people, and if you don't have enough cultivation, you will have to lie down for several days. "

When Yan Qiao went back, she saw that the live broadcast room was closed, but she didn't care that as soon as she opened the live broadcast room, a group of people poured in.

#乔乔乔乔, you are so worried about us!
#Jojo how are you doing!

Yan Qiao turned to look at the trapped Resentment, "The enemy has been brought to justice, and the last time has lived up to the promise."

The resentful blood-colored eyes suddenly returned to normal, she stared blankly at Yan Qiao, "Really?"

#啊啊啊啊Help, that person was really caught!
#Qundu Group's boss is really that scumbag!
"The evidence has been found, you and them can rest in peace." She stretched out her hand and gently stroked her head, "Go."

A pure white light emerged from her hand, and the resentment in front of her gradually dissipated, as if she saw countless women in it, all of them left with smiles on their lips.

"Cultivator Yan," the chief guard came over, "the prisoner has been captured, thank you."

He solemnly bowed to the place where Yan Qiao was, "It was my senior who took the Qilin Guard there in person, so forget about his long-cherished wish."

At this time, the blood on the ground had long since dissipated, and the girl hesitated to come over.

The head of the guard obviously noticed it too. She glanced at the calm Yan Qiao in the live broadcast room, bowed again and led the guards away.

Yan Qiao came to the girl and patted her on the head, "You are amazing."

The girl in the live broadcast room looked at the woman in red in front of her, her eyes were red, "I, Qiao Qiao, do you think I can be a monk!"

What happened just now moved her a lot. She thought that if she knew the mystical arts, wouldn't it take so long, wouldn't it be necessary to bother Yan Qiao?

"Of course, you are welcome at the Xuan Academy."

Yan Qiao showed a smile, like sunlight breaking through the darkness, making everyone in the live broadcast room vaguely seem to have some concepts about metaphysics.

(End of this chapter)