"Dragon General!!"

These two words are no stranger to Han Xiling. Although Yi Xiaofei's strength is already very strong, there are still a lot of gaps in order to become a dragon general.

"So, he has the ability to protect you! You won't be able to stay long in this ancestral land! The people from the Wuji Temple will soon come to search!"

Soul Guzi had a worried look on his face, and there was an Infinite Envoy before, asking the people of the Soul Clan about this. I'm afraid I want to go in and find out. Therefore, at this moment, the soul Guzi will come in to inform Han Xiling.

"Hmm!"

Han Xiling nodded, turned to look at the other person standing behind her, it was the little corpse, the little corpse was now by her side, and it had helped her get out of danger several times.

"Then leave as soon as possible!"

Then the soul Guzi took Han Xiling and the little corpse to take advantage of this spare time to get out and leave.

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Two hours later, in the eastern part of the Guigu Mountain, belonging to the Wuji Temple, a large number of people were running quickly.

"Chase! Can't let her run!"

"The hall master has an order, capture the little god, and don't hurt your life!"

There was an Infinity Emissary, reminding him loudly. The little hall master, even if he is now in love with the little gods, otherwise he will hurt the little hall master, according to the temper of the little hall master, ordinary people will definitely die.

On the other side, Soul Guzi couldn't help but sigh, there was only so much he could do, he couldn't bet on the entire Soul Clan because of Han Xiling.

It has helped a lot as much as it can, although the Infinity Temple will also care about the opinion of the soul clan. But it really hindered the major events of the Wuji Temple, and the people of the Wuji Temple would not leave a little mercy when they started.

As for Han Xiling, who was on the run, he was constantly calculating the best escape plan, and the magic of divine arithmetic at this moment was completely and vividly revealed.

"South, left front, right ......"

Constantly changing directions, Han Xiling fled as fast as he could, and the little corpse followed Han Xiling's side.

As for the people who were pursuing the Wuji Temple, especially the Wuji Envoy who knew something about Han Xiling, of course he understood what means Han Xiling was using at this moment. I've come across it several times before. But this time, in this valley, there are people from the Infinity Temple everywhere.

With the momentum of encirclement, he will soon be able to force Han Xiling into a desperate situation.

As time passed, minute by minute, and after half an hour, Han Xiling continued to calculate the escape route, and a rather bad situation appeared.

Fierce! Fierce! Fierce!

Every direction, as long as it passes, is a great omen.

"I don't want to go back, I don't want to go back!"

At this moment, Han Xiling's mentality could no longer be stable, her expression was very flustered, once she went back, she would never be able to come out again.

The little corpse stood beside Han Xiling, unmoved, but immediately the little corpse rushed out to the side.

"Corpse !!"

There was a cold shout, and the little corpse was a corpse that had already produced spiritual intelligence, and most of the people in the Infinite Temple already knew about it. appeared next to Han Xiling and accompanied him.

The battle began, and the powerful destructive power destroyed everything around it.

The little corpse corpse is now used in corpse qi, and it can already be hostile to the eight-star god-level master. Among the Infinite Emissaries, there are very few who can reach the Eight Stars. The little corpse is undoubtedly an unusually special existence.

If it weren't for this corpse, the little god would not have been able to escape again and again. This corpse has played a vital role.

As the battle grew, more and more, the people of the Infinity Temple rushed over. With the momentum of encirclement, all the ways that can escape are blocked.

It's just that the power of the little corpse has killed a lot of people from the Wuji Temple in this short period of time, and the smell of blood continues to drift out with the blowing of the forest wind.

"Come back with us!"

One of them spoke. Don't hurt the life of the little god, it's an order. The little god needs to be brought back alive. If Han Xiling is persecuted too much, Han Xiling will cut himself, how can they recover their lives.

"Even if I die, I won't go back!!"

Han Xiling's gaze was unusually firm, and when she went back, she understood what greeted her.

"Little god counts. The little hall master is very kind to you, and he doesn't care about your mistakes, I hope that the little god won't make me wait for embarrassment! You can't leave today! As long as the little god counts, you go back with us obediently, and I won't hurt the life of that spirit corpse!"

At this moment, the words are undoubtedly taking the small corpse as the object of threat. Even if it is a corpse, it can be killed, as long as the head is cut off.

"How dare you !!"

The little corpse helped Han Xiling so much, and Han Xiling had long regarded the little corpse as his own person.

"We're just taking the little god back to count you back, this spirit corpse doesn't have too many instructions, how can you not dare!"

The Infinite Envoy sneered, then raised his right hand high, waved it down, and signaled in a loud voice, "Kill me !!"

This killer is quite imposing. Since the little god has feelings for the spirit corpse, then take the life of the spirit corpse and completely threaten the little god count.

Today, you must subdue the little god and bring it back to the main hall.

More and more people from the Wuji Temple are coming, especially several powerful Wuji envoys, teaming up to fight against the little corpse, dozens of god-level masters, the weakest of which are six-star god-level masters, and the strongest is a nine-star god-level master, in the Wuji Temple, they are all people with great prestige.

Together, no matter how strong the little corpse is now, it can't be defeated, when the body of the little corpse is blown away and hits the surrounding trees, those trees are broken.

"Come with us!"

"You ...... You ............"

There were tears rolling in Han Xiling's eyes, and at this moment, Han Xiling felt deeply helpless.

And just for a moment, a miserable scream rang out.

"Little Corpse !!"

I had never heard a little corpse screaming like this, which made Han Xiling panic.

"Sure enough, it's a spirit corpse, it's really different, I want it, I want it when I die!"

In the Wuji Temple, there was an old man, laughing maniacally, because at this moment, a dagger pierced into the chest of the little corpse, bursts of black gas came out, which was the source of the pain of the little corpse.

"Little god counts! Who is that guy, you should know that he has his own way to deal with this corpse! Come with us, otherwise that spirit corpse will try endless pain!"

"Right...... I can't afford it!"

Han Xiling couldn't bear it, couldn't bear it, looked in the direction of the little corpse, and took a deep breath, "I'll go!"

These two words, coming out of his mouth, Han Xiling no longer has the heart to resist.

But then, boom!!

Blood splattered, and the old man who was laughing wildly, his entire body was pierced by a long sword that was steaming cold, this long sword Han Xiling was familiar with, it was the thousand-year-old cold ice sword in Yi Xiaofei's hand.

(End of chapter)