A fairy godmother just wants to be beautiful alone

Chapter 40
A battlefield outside the Kunshan sect.

Master Guo Xiao showed fear in his eyes.

The killing mark between the eyebrows was like a dead insect, crawling limply between his eyes.

He gritted his teeth, and with a face full of disbelief, he rushed towards the devilish figure again.

"boom!"

This time it was even more miserable.

The real Guo Xiao's body flew upside down like a broken sack, his meridians burst open, blood flowed profusely all over his body, and his chest heaved violently.

There is only air in and no air out.

"You are the only one among the monks of the same level who survived one of my moves without dying."

The deep and magnetic voice, lingering like the whispers of a devil, makes one feel chills all over the body.

He walked step by step, and at this moment he seemed to be transformed into a god of death, with the boundless demon realm on his back, and the terrifying breath of death came over him.

"You were honored to die."

A wicked smile appeared on his beautiful thin lips.

The pitch-black eyes staring at him were like a bottomless abyss.

The expression of that Jindan fellow before he died flashed across the man's mind.

It made his dark eyes even darker.

At this time, the real Guo Xiao seemed to have had a nightmare, all his dignity and arrogance were trampled to pieces in front of this man.

How he wished that what he really experienced was a nightmare.

This way I can wake up from the nightmare.

Seeing that terrifying figure walking towards him step by step, every step stepped on his heartbeat.

An unprecedented despair enveloped the Lord's heart.

Fear eats away at his soul.

Under this terrible oppression of life and death.

He was timid.

Regardless of crushing the talisman in his heart, he shouted at the domineering figure who crushed the enemies.

"Master, save me!"

When these words came out, his atrium completely collapsed.

The man's invincible figure was thoroughly engraved into his soul, becoming a nightmare that he could never get rid of forever.

However, this man is really terrible.

He is simply the most terrifying demon in the world.

He doesn't want to die!

When Guo Xiao crushed the talisman on his chest.

Daoist Baizhen, who was crushing the Nascent Soul of the Kunshan Zongzhong with invincibility, suddenly burst into space fluctuations around him.

In the next second, his figure disappeared and reappeared, already standing in front of Master Guo Xiao.

Seeing the miserable disciple who looked like a dead dog, Taoist Baizhen finally frowned on his face that had not changed for thousands of years.

Stand out coldly, "Trash!"

Immediately, his calm eyes fell on the Jindan man opposite him, and he spoke lightly.

"You are really strong. You are the most amazing young man I have seen over the years."

"If you and I are in the same realm, I will turn around and leave."

Taoist Baizhen's words didn't fluctuate at all, as if they were just stating a fact.

In the same realm, he is no match for a man.

But now.

He is Jindan.

And he is a Nascent Soul, a Nascent Soul who is invincible in the same realm.

Qin Wushang's black eyes narrowed, as if countless storms were blowing up in those black pupils.

The Taoist's aura stopped at Yue Zhi, like an unattainable mountain, standing in front of him.

As the Taoist said, he is a golden core after all.

Guo Xiao, who was lying half dead on the ground, had opened his mouth and let out a silent laugh.

His eyes were crazy, and there was a hint of malice in his eyes.

Die, die, I'm still No.1 under the Nascent Soul.

In the battlefield, the middle-aged Taoist and the man in black faced each other silently.

An invisible aura brewed between the two.

At this moment, they seemed to be in another world, and the violent wind and rumbling noise around them seemed to not affect them at all.

"I have a move to kill the gods, please taste it!"

Taoist Baizhen opened his mouth, and the aura on his body became dark.

Facing a Jindan cultivator, using his own trick is already the greatest respect he has for the other party.

No one noticed that a white cloud floated to the battlefield.

Silently came to the sky above several people.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the corner of the man's clothes, and a Nascent Soul female cultivator stood in front of Qin Wushang.

The cultivation base of the Yuan Empress on the ninth floor of the Yuanying is fully revealed.

(End of this chapter)