Ascended to become a virtual idol

Yan Qiao has sharp eyebrows and eyes. She said that she would kill anyone who stood in the way of her materialization.

Changyou pressed his fingers on the window sill, and he looked at the sky, as if looking elsewhere through there.

He was not supposed to come to Xuanyuan this time, but he chose to go out of the customs. Changyou knew that the existence was afraid, so he asked him to kill Yan Qiao.

He didn't know what that existence saw, he only knew the trembling and fear that could not be concealed by the monster who had always despised everyone and claimed to be the Creator.

Yan Qiao, who was just a young man with a bit of talent, actually made him feel scared, which was incredible, so he followed the boat and came to Xuanyuan.

When they met for the first time, he tried it out, and his cultivation was not inferior to him. Changyou even had a hunch that if it wasn't for her incompleteness, he might not be able to beat her at all.

As for what she was missing, he couldn't see through it. Yan Qiao's past and future were blank in his eyes. It was really interesting that an unexpected person appeared and completely disrupted the layout of that existence.

Destroying Ming Lao, who was originally an important pawn, let Xuanyuan out of control. Her fearlessness comes from her own strength.

The light in Changyou's eyes suddenly lit up, so could she be the one who broke the rules of confinement? There was a wave in his usually calm eyes. He suppressed all his thoughts, no, he must be quiet.

Soon the turbulent emotions in his body returned to their original state, the double pupils returned to ice-cold, and the eagerness to try was deeply buried in his eyes.

In response to Yan Qiao's assassination, one night, she had just finished Yun Jiu's live broadcast room, and on the way back she was attacked overwhelmingly.

One super-level, five high-level ones went all out to kill Yan Qiao.

In the eyes of Mo Ke, the leader, the attack landed on Yan Qiao's body successfully, and black silk threads appeared, wrapping around her calf like tarsal maggots.

Such a familiar scene reminded Yan Qiao of what happened when she crossed the catastrophe. Under the sky full of thunder, the black thread dragged her to death.

The man under the hood sighed, "No matter how powerful she is, she has to die under such a deadly threat."

The four people behind him were dressed in exactly the same outfit, obviously they were dead soldiers deliberately trained by someone.

Mo Ke's face remained unchanged, "Go back and tell him, don't forget this favor."

During the killing battle, Yan Qiao raised her head slowly, black lines spread around her legs, her eyes were sharp, and she shattered the black lines around her legs with high fives, that was the thing, she saw Mo Kena through countless attacks A face, expressionless and condescending.

catch him!This was Yan Qiao's first thought. He must have something to do with the black hand behind the scenes. He can control the black line without being assimilated. Once he is caught, he will know more news.

Yan Qiao only felt that the blood in her whole body was boiling, and the folding fan appeared in her hand, "Go!"

The folding fan flew out and passed the necks of the four people. The man in the hood was horrified and hurriedly avoided it. He looked at his subordinates who fell to the ground and was about to cast a spell in panic. The next moment Yan Qiao's hand pierced through his. chest.

The moment the man fell to the ground, his face was revealed, a face that couldn't be more ordinary, the kind you wouldn't even see in the crowd.

Mo Ke was a little surprised by her counterattack, but he didn't have the slightest fear, "You are the first cultivator who survived Kuaiguai's hands."

He beckoned, and the black threads entangled on the ground immediately wrapped around his wrist obediently, and they swayed as if complaining.

Such a docile appearance made Yan Qiao more aware of the difference in the person in front of him.

Mo Ke patted it on the head, "Knowing my secret, there is no need for you to live," even at this moment, he still had a gentle face.

There was a bloodstain on Yan Qiao's cheek, which made her feel a little more wanton, "You are not qualified to kill me."

Mo Ke didn't talk nonsense, he directly clenched his fists, and with the help of the black line, he came to attack Yan Qiao.

Yan Qiao folded the fan and turned it into a sword, and there was a clanging sound when the two came into contact. The black thread wanted to repeat the same trick, Yan Qiao grabbed the sword and kicked Mo Ke with both feet off the ground.

She took a few steps back, and at this moment, she realized that something was wrong with Mo Ke. As expected, the moment Mo Ke was kicked away, she suddenly turned into a huge black snake.

Yan Qiao's pupils shrank, "You are the black snake in the different dimension!"

"Oh? You know me," the giant snake said, and the layers of snake tails circled to make him straighten up. The pair of yellow vertical pupils on the huge head were extraordinarily cold.

The black thread was swimming in his scales, and it became one with every breath.

"Yan Qiao, you are capable of forcing out my real body, but it's a pity that you are destined to die here today," he opened his mouth and bite, each man and snake trembled instantly. In front of such a behemoth, Yan Qiao Extraordinarily small.

She dodged left and right, and the long sword in her hand saw the opportunity to make a cut. I don't know if the long sword is powerful, but many scars gradually appeared on the giant snake, and the black thread frantically wandered in it to heal him.

Yan Qiao narrowly avoided the huge snake tail, but a strand of long hair flying behind her fell down.

Mo Ke was also a little annoyed that he couldn't kill for a long time, and his attack became more and more fierce, killing every step of the way. Soon Yan Qiao took a step back, his arm was cut, and the blood poured down instantly. Just after taking another step, her arm It's gone.

Naturally, Yan Qiao was not a vegetarian, and immediately raised her sword to fight back. Her attack was fatal, and Mo Ke dragged his huge body to dodge flexibly.

Suddenly, Yan Qiao's figure disappeared, and Mo Ke felt a sense of crisis in his heart. He saw his huge body suddenly tense up, and then he twisted fiercely, and at the same time, Yan Qiao's attack landed on his head.

Mo Ke protected the seven-inch area, flicking his tail in a panic, trying to knock people into the air.

The long sword fell into the snake's head, and Mo Ke twisted his body crazily under the pain, and the attack he spit out rolled Yan Qiao's clothes. She had no expression on her face, and violently stirred the long sword. , His tail wrapped around Yan Qiao's waist, and he fell hard.

The spell in Yan Qiao's palm pierced into the tail of the snake, forcing him to let go, only to see her stepping on the tail of the snake, unceremoniously walking towards the seven inches exposed when she was struggling.

It was too late when Mo Ke realized it. Even though he tried his best to avoid it, and even made countless attacks, he couldn't stop the fatal blow. As the long sword pierced into his body, the spell of Yan Qiao's fingertips also pierced through the attack behind him at the same time. .

Painful wailing came out, and countless black lines gushed out, dragging a black ball and was about to leave, Yan Qiao immediately attacked, who would have thought that the giant snake that was struggling in pain would suddenly wrap itself around Yan Qiao's body like crazy? Body.

Yan Qiao unceremoniously split the giant snake in half. This time, he killed the snake easily, but the same black lines and balls also disappeared.