Dark red demonic clouds filled the sky, a black cloak fluttered above Qingzhou City.

  The woman held a long sword at an angle, and the hilt was a pale white jade flower.

  There were several cracks on her shoulders, and the frost above was slowly melting.

  Her lithe figure hovered in mid-air.

  Under his feet, the vast and sprawling Demon Vanquishing Department's yamen had already collapsed by more than half. The numerous captains wearing cloud-patterned ink robes all gathered together, resembling a dense black cloud.

  They who are formidable in everyday life now appear infinitesimally small under that dark red sky.

  In the ruins, a girl with cold light all over her body was buried under broken wood and residual bricks.

  Boom!

  Jiang Qiulan gently pushed open a section of the massive beam, trying her best to maintain a calm expression, attempting to get up, but the slightly trembling palm and the white mist that was slowly dispersing from her dark eyes revealed her true state.

  She stood up straight and caught everyone's attention.

  Ordinary people hiding at home, that thin wooden door is already the sturdiest shelter in their hearts.

  Innumerable members of aristocratic families, at this moment, all surged onto the main street, staring blankly and helplessly at the figure they once feared the most.

  The other side once made a big slaughter in Yushan County, making people turn over and sleep hard.

  But now there are monsters attacking, yet only she can block them in the front... At this moment, it seems that they cannot be blocked.

  "Ancestor! Make your move!"

  Li Xinhans stepped into the luxurious mansion, wearing a fierce wolf fur coat and grasping a shining silver long knife.

  His face was covered in blood, but he still yelled at the top of his lungs.

  A gaunt old man stepped out, followed by a group of timid family members, and scolded: "What's your name?"

  "Help!"

  Is it possible for a nest to be intact under the overturned nest? Li Xinhans grip on the knife handle tightened, his emotions somewhat out of control.

  Qingzhou's thousand-year tranquility, when has there ever been a situation where demons invaded this place?

  There are four illustrious surnames here, with the largest number of Zhēn Mó Sī (Town Magic) runners, and the only Martial Immortal in the entire state.

  "Help..."

  The withered old man rarely lost his composure, but now he glared at this ignorant junior: "In the presence of such a strong person, I am no different from you."

  Upon hearing this, Li Xinhans was stunned on the spot, and the long knife in his hand fell powerless.

  Laozu was already the strongest he knew, and also the backbone of the entire Li family, but in this situation, the opponent could only stand by and watch like himself?

  He turned around and rushed out again.

  Li's old ancestor frowned but didn't stop him.

  This demon king enveloped the entire city with its overwhelming demonic power, and it didn't matter where one died, for escape was absolutely impossible.

  He sighed and looked up at the sky.

  The Green Flower Lady was not soft-hearted and gave Jiang Qiu Lan a chance to catch his breath, but suddenly there was an extra treasured sword in front of her.

  That sword was wrapped in a thick layer of incense and wishes, but it didn't give off any sense of peace, instead it was filled with slaughter and madness.

  She said faintly: "I have never seen a martial immortal like you."

  His physical body was destroyed, and the only chance of survival was to find a certain object to attach himself to, such as his beloved sword, becoming a sword spirit, slowing down the speed of his disappearance. Alternatively, if he was lucky, he could enter a golden body of a Buddha statue, and still have the opportunity to continue cultivating.

  Before this, any consumption would accelerate his demise.

  Moreover, it was the initiative of a demon king far superior to him who came to find him.

  “……”

  That treasured sword did not give any response, in a place where no one saw, Jiang Yuanhua stood holding the sword, the sword light was like a long river, surging and leaving no way back, flowing towards Qing Hua's wife.

  In the ruins, Jiang Qiulan's breathing became increasingly slow.

  Deep gullies filled with dark crevices, revealing the cold white Xuanbing power within, transforming into a flowing light that shoots straight up to the sky.

  She claims to be Qingzhou's most profitable sword, but her hands are forever empty.

  At this moment, the white cold current was like a sword that shattered the river and split the sea, suddenly slashing towards Qinghua Furen!

  Hehehe——

  The Green Flower Lady wielded her sharp blade horizontally and clashed with the Cold Flow.

  At the same time, a cyan flower treasure umbrella was slowly raised, and the seemingly fragile umbrella surface rotated slowly, blocking all the sword lights that contained fragrance and fire will.

  "If I were you, there would be no need to rush for a breakthrough."

  She glanced sideways, the blade of the Qinghua Baojian was quietly grasped by a bloody and blurred palm, half of Jiang Qiu Lan's face was washed away by the demon power, revealing the icy and chilling aura emitted by the Dao infant condensed from the Xuanbing Qi Sha.

  Those eyes were like white jade, with an ancient well inside without any ripples.

  "Since I had expected trouble from the start, I should have left early. Perhaps there's still a chance for revenge."

  The Blue Flower Lady wanted to withdraw her treasure sword, but the other party broke through with force and still had a depth that far surpassed the initial stage of the Hunyuan Sect Master. The Condensing Elixir Method she practiced must have been the most difficult kind.

  If she can break through normally, I'm afraid even I won't be able to take her down easily.

  With such talent, he will surely achieve something in the future.

  “……”

  Jiang Qiu Lan gazed quietly at the sword tip in her hand, her five fingers gradually applying force until it shattered between them. Her voice was slightly soft: "Revenge is a very uninteresting thing."

  If dust has settled, then nothing can be changed.

  Chasing time is just so as not to meet with past regrets again.

  She is really tired.

  Really don't want to chase again.

  She used her palm as a blade and suddenly swept across the neck of Qinghua's wife, and a deep gash appeared on that delicate neck. Blood gushed out immediately, only to be frozen by the chill.

  Bang!

  The palms of Mrs. Qinghong almost simultaneously printed on her heart, and the Taoist infant that Jiang Qiu Lan revealed had a large number of cracks on it.

  "I am a monster."

  The lady watched as she fell, covering the wound on her neck with her hand. The injury would have been fatal to an ordinary person, but for a powerful demon king like herself, it was not even enough to make her flinch.

  In an instant, the sword light on the other side finally tore through the blue flower umbrella, the umbrella bone exploded, and the sword stabbed straight at her palm covering her neck.

  Hmph!

  A long sword pierced through her palm and also penetrated her neck.

  Jiang Yuanhua's face was ferocious, holding a sword and slashing horizontally, wanting to behead his opponent directly.

  "I've said it all, I'm a demon."

  The lady in blue swiftly pulled out her palm, half of which was cut off, and then grasped the long sword, rendering it immobile.

  She held a sword in one hand and an umbrella in the other.

  It doesn't mean she is a nun.

  When she lost everything, her strong and sturdy body was her greatest reliance.

  Jiang Yuanhua's yin energy was now showing a severe sense of volatility, and the sky's incense offerings were also beginning to thin out.

  The Green Flower Demon King of Qian Yao Ku and the Xiao Yue Demon King of this land, although they share the same title, are not on the same level of existence.

  Her lightly raised hand shattered the last vestige of hope for all the people in Qingzhou City.

  Moreover, the red clouds in the sky have become even more dense.

  The dark red sky edge, a more ominous scarlet color came surging over like waves.

  It blocked out the sky and sun, plunging the entire city of Qingzhou into silent terror.

  (End of chapter)