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The monster formed by the black mist was resting three miles away on the eastern outskirts of Jicheng City, completely unaware that someone in the dark had used the demonic energy to form a sharp blade in an attempt to kill it with one blow.

Yan Qingning calmly stared at the yawning monster.

Finally, at the moment when the monster closed its eyes, he gathered the power borrowed from the devil into the palm of his hand and rushed straight towards the unsuspecting monster.

However, the moment the demonic energy in his palm hit it, the monster suddenly dispersed into an insubstantial mist, easily avoiding his full blow, and even re-formed behind him, facing him solidly. Kicked in the back.

Yan Qingning was kicked into a tree by it, breaking a huge tree that was as thick as ten people's arms.

It condensed into a human form, raised its chin proudly, and stepped hard on Yan Qingning's aching chest: "It's just a little demon who tried to kill me."

Yan Qingning only felt that the ribs on his chest were broken by his step, and the bone spurs penetrated into his lungs, making him feel that even breathing was extremely painful.

The monster seemed to dislike Yan Qingning's miserable appearance, and crushed his chest harshly with its foot, mocking: "What on earth gave you such confidence that you, a little ant, dragged around such a broken body? Do you still think you can kill me alone?"

Yan Qingning turned her face away from looking at it, and endured the pain in her breathing and replied sarcastically: "If it weren't for...I was seriously injured...how could you be so...arrogant..."

The monster's eyes narrowed dangerously, its toes touched his fragile neck, and it said, "You ant, even when you are on the verge of death, your words are so unpleasant!"

Yan Qingning's throat was pressed by him, and he couldn't help but cough up mouthfuls of blood foam, staining his jaw red.

Even so, he still squeezed out an unyielding sentence from between his teeth mixed with blood: "There is no need... to be... lovable..."

The monster was obviously irritated by his attitude, and it grabbed his throat with five fingers and claws: "As long as you can kneel on the ground and beg me to forgive you with great mercy, how about I give you another chance to survive? "

The pain in his throat and the pain in his lungs were intertwined, making Yan Qingning feel dizzy. He couldn't even form a sentence and could only make a vague breath: "...cough...you...don't even think about it." …”

"I gave you the opportunity, but you didn't cherish it, so don't blame me for being cruel!" The monster's eyes suddenly became fierce, and the hand holding his neck began to tighten.

Yan Qingning endured the almost suffocating feeling in her throat and secretly gathered the demonic energy behind her. When the monster couldn't hold back its anger and started to kill, he mobilized the demonic energy throughout his body to attack the monster's eyes.

The monster looked frightened and wanted to escape after leaving Yan Qingning, but was restrained by an invisible barrier, and the surging demonic energy pierced his eyes made of broken jade without any scruples.

Yan Qingning summoned the magic sword and pushed himself up, looking coldly at the black mist covering his eyes and wailing in pain: "It's just...a mere piece of jade...how dare you do this...ahem...provoke me..."

He had been observing the monster's weaknesses from the beginning, and naturally discovered that the monster would subconsciously protect its eyes no matter what it did.

He is actually gambling!

I bet those eyes are this monster's weakness!

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you!" The monster howled crazily, broken jade shavings emerged from its eye sockets, and its body formed by black mist gradually became transparent.

Jade was originally used to ward off evil spirits and ward off disasters. It often broke into pieces to protect its owner from disasters. However, due to its abandonment, it was contaminated by evil spirits and became a monster.

Yan Qingning's body swayed slightly, and his eyes went black for a while, and he finally saw the monster's movements clearly.

On his face, he faced the monster's increasingly fierce movements with a look of embarrassment, but in his mind he calmly asked Xiaobai about Jiang Zhuoan's movements: [Xiaobai, how long until the mission target is reached? 】

[Estimated time: quarter of an hour. ] Xiaobai answered truthfully.

A quarter of an hour...

It's almost time to end...

Yan Qingning curled her lips slightly, and did not dodge or avoid when the monster attacked. Instead, her five fingers formed claws and pierced her abdomen, crushing the fragile Nascent Soul inside.

The force generated when the Nascent Soul was shattered directly knocked the monster to the ground, causing it to dissipate faster.

Heiwu lay on the ground and kept rolling around, wailing: "No! My body! I don't want to disappear!"

Yan Qingning held the hilt of the sword with both hands and managed to prevent himself from falling so embarrassingly.

He was covered in blood, and all the bones in his body hurt as if they had been forcibly broken, but the pair of peach blossom eyes looking into the distance were exceptionally bright.

He knew that his lover was there.

He will not forget any cost, endure the pain of broken bones and broken muscles, and create an opportunity for his lover to become famous, so that his lover will be famous all over the world and be admired by thousands of people, but...

Love but not.

Not far away, Jiang Zhuo'an felt the unusual energy explosion here, and his heart suddenly hurt. He quickly threw away the group of monks following him and headed towards the direction of the explosion alone.

His intuition told him that Yan Qingning was at the center of the explosion. However, selfishly, he did not want the person at the center of the explosion to be Yan Qingning...

Regardless of the old injuries accumulated on his body, he forced his spiritual power to move quickly, and finally arrived at the center of the explosion before the aftermath of the explosion dissipated.

However, when he arrived, he only saw an afterimage of broken jade wailing on the ground.

Jiang Zhuo'an ignored the wailing afterimage on the ground and used all his spiritual power to capture Yan Qingning's traces. But no matter how much spiritual power he used, he only got one answer:

...to no avail.

There was the familiar scent of platycodon flowers in the air, mixed with the salty smell of blood.

These signs made the uneasiness in his heart more and more serious, and even cold sweat broke out on his palms.

After the remnant power of the explosion dissipated, the monks behind Jiang Zhuoan also rushed over. They saw an afterimage of broken jade wailing at Jiang Zhuoan's feet. They took it for granted that... Jiang Zhuoan had solved the monster.

"The Immortal Lord Heng'an is truly a role model for us. He single-handedly defeated this monster."

"Having Immortal Lord Heng'an here is really a blessing for the Tianshu Sect, and even more so for the world of cultivation!"

"No matter how arrogant this monster is, it can't match the tyrannical cultivation of Heng'an Immortal Lord!"

……

Compliments came one after another, and congratulations to Jiang Zhuo'an were free of charge.Jiang Zhuo'an didn't hear a word, his mind was filled with the possibility that Yan Qingning was in danger.

This alone would make him feel uneasy...

The compliments of those people became more and more exaggerated, causing the wailing monsters on the ground to be unable to listen anymore.

He endured the pain that felt like his whole body was on fire, bared his teeth and said, "If there hadn't been an ant-like demon who risked his life to fight me, how could this ant you complimented me be able to beat me?"

Demons?

This word seemed to give Jiang Zhuoan hope. He ignored the strange looks of the people around him and grabbed the remaining remains of the broken jade: "Where is the demon you mentioned now?"

The monster was stunned for a moment, but soon he noticed that Jiang Zhuoan's attitude towards that monster was different, and he smiled arrogantly: "He won't live long! That guy was already at the end of his strength, but he managed to hold on to such a broken state. The broken body sneaked up on me and was trampled by me, breaking several of my ribs. When I was fighting with you, I crushed my own Nascent Soul. Even the Great Luo Immortal couldn't save him!"

When Jiang Zhuoan heard the first sentence, he wanted to crush it to ashes, but he couldn't...

Because he wants to know...everything related to him.