Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

The chopped branches crawled back to the Shadow Beast as if they had a consciousness of their own, and slowly attached themselves to the roots of the tree, gradually blending into one.

Luo Qingyan couldn't help but squint her eyes. It seemed that until the Shadow Beast died, these vines would not completely disappear.

Suddenly, the vines that tied her tightened faster and faster, and the burning speed of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire could obviously not keep up with the growth rate of the vines! If this continues, her spiritual shield will be crushed by the vines, and she will suffocate to death!

Luo Qingyan struggled hard, but the vines on her arms tightened even more.

"Do you think they are all ordinary women with no power? Will I like such trash? Let me tell you, every bride I marry is an immortal cultivator, and those with low cultivation level are No, such low-class people are not worthy of being part of me! And you will join them soon!"

He just said these words in the hope that Luo Qingyan could recognize the reality and stop struggling in vain. Haven't there been so many people with advanced cultivation who have become his nourishment in the end? There will be no exception for her, and she will also become Your own best nourishment.

"Shut your bitch!"

Luo Qingyan condensed her spiritual power in the palm of her hand and shot two fireballs with great difficulty, crushing the stingers that attacked.

The Qingshuang Bingyue Sword flashed with white light, and its domineering power was revealed. It was swept horizontally, and the dense branches were cut off and fell to the ground. The sound of "crackling" was endless.

However, the branches that were broken on the ground kept squirming, crawling towards the roots of the tree like insects.

"This sword is good, I want it!" The Demonic Shadow Beast chuckled, looking at the Frost and Ice Moon Sword with greed in its eyes.

"She looks ugly, but she thinks she's pretty!"

Luo Qingyan laughed at him.

The Qingshuang Ice Moon Sword once again turned into a sword rain all over the sky, shuttling among the snake-like tree vines, just like a sharp ice blade under the white halo of dancing moonlight, once again turned into an overwhelming sword light! It fully displays the edge of the divine weapon, like a dreamy and beautiful sword dance, blooming in the night sky with breathtaking brilliance.

After cutting off all the obstacles in just an instant, the thousands of sword shadows of Qingshuang Ice Moon Sword merged into one. The long and narrow sword body flashed with bursts of cold light and was aimed at the body of the Demonic Shadow Beast with a devastating force. A blow was struck!

"Cang!" After the fierce impact, the Qingshuang Bingyue Sword did not flinch and directly inserted into the tree!

Luo Qingyan felt that her breathing paused for a moment, and at this time, there was an endless loop of words in her heart...

Cut him to death! Cut him to death! Cut him to death!

"Boom!"

The extremely powerful sword attack cut off half of the trunk of the Demonic Shadow Beast. The big tree was split into two, and half of the trunk slowly tilted to the ground and fell. More than ten trees were hung on the tree. A corpse also fell to the ground with a muffled sound. The fruit that fell to the ground was smashed to pieces in an instant and rolled everywhere.

The rich smell of blood hit his face, and the thick red blood flowing out of the fruit was shocking.

The fruit is covered with strange women's faces, and each one has a different expression, some are crying, some are laughing, and some have ferocious expressions.

"No! Ah...my fruit...no..." Half of its body was chopped off, but the Demonic Shadow Beast didn't seem to be hurt at all. It just felt sorry for the smashed fruits, as if their flesh had been cut off. , twitching with distress.