Many of the immortals who have fallen since the start of the war on the mainland were not killed on the spot on the battlefield, but died from worsening injuries after the war, because the evil force in the body could not be driven out. But what Ning Xiaoxian is facing at the moment is three completely different powers, and it is enough to laugh at the rivers and lakes.

However, she was not happy, because the last force remained, which was extraordinarily condensed and tenacious, no matter how the star power encircled and stripped it, it showed full resilience, making her truly understand the true meaning of the words "sickness is like a thread".

At this time, she realized that this guy was the most aggressive among the three evils, and he was the culprit who made her muscles and veins hurt!

It's too wrong, there are at least a dozen barbarian saint realms she has dealt with, and she knows that the evil power of this level should never be so difficult. Judging from its ferocity, it was no less vicious than the Guangde Zhenjun she had treated! It was no wonder that the little white dragon was almost tortured to death, this was not at all a force that the True Immortal Realm could afford!

However, the report that Ning Xiaoxian received showed that the little white dragon was injured by the three saint realms, if there was a divine realm mixed with it, where would she have a chance to come back alive? On the other hand, an opponent with such a sinister power still secretly attacked, and it was not as difficult as imagined to kill the little white dragon. Such obvious logic is full of oddities at the moment.

Thinking of the double curse that Ning Xiaoxian encountered when he treated Bailong's injuries, it seemed that it was clearly used to suppress this evil force at this time. So things are getting more and more confusing.

However, everything will have to wait until Ning Xiaoxian has relieved himself of the current crisis.

Fortunately, although this force is vicious and tenacious, it is still corroded by star power in the end. She mobilized her star power to grind it softly and hard, and finally slowly wore it away like a cocoon. At this time, she also felt a slight regret, the changes in the kingdom of God were particularly significant, but the Yuan Dan in the dantian, which stored a large amount of star power, had not changed, at most, the color had become more verdant, and the volume had shrunk a little.

It was all the essence that was concentrated, and in the dark, she knew that it had been compressed several times, and the texture had become extremely solid, and it had tended to be saturated to the extreme. In other words, it has also reached a critical juncture where it has made further progress, but it has not been able to take the next step, and Ning Xiaoxian doesn't know what to do.

The advancement of the kingdom of God depends on the existence of Gunatu. As for the Yuanzhu of the dantian, she has no ready-made experience to apply, and even Changtian can't tell what this thing is. What environment it needs to be promoted to, and what conditions it needs to meet, she is still confused.

So Ning Xiaoxian's promotion this time ended here.

However, she was already satisfied. When you reach the realm of true immortals, every time you want to take a small step forward, you need to make unimaginable efforts, and more importantly, you need to go against the sky with extreme chance and luck. She was already loved by heaven and didn't dare to ask for more.

The small mass of force in the heart was grinding smaller and smaller. Its existence is also used as a whetstone, and Ning Xiaoxian has polished his mind and experience in the repeated confrontation between star power and it, constantly revising his understanding and mastery of laws and supernatural powers.

I don't know how long it took, but the last trace of evil force finally couldn't hold on and dissolved into invisibility.

The alien invaders have finally been completely refined.

She won.

The victorious star power traveled quickly for thirty-six days, inspecting every corner of his body in case there was any remnant of sin.

This time the victory proved to be complete, so it reverted to its lazy appearance, slowly retracting into the sea of air, motionless.

Ning Xiaoxian also slowly withdrew from the state of pranayama.

At this moment, the damage to the body has been repaired by the power of Otogi, and the physical state is almost the best. However, the battle with the three forces was thrilling, like a person walking on the edge of a cliff, and if she was not careful, she would be crushed, and such a high-intensity confrontation had already squeezed all her energy to the bone, and once she relaxed at this moment, she immediately felt dizzy and indescribably tired.

She has experienced this situation many times, and knows that this is a manifestation of excessive depletion of the soul, and the best solution is to fall asleep to replenish her vitality. It's just that after she finished the westbound road, she has made great progress, and she has rarely encountered such an embarrassing situation again.

She couldn't help but yawn.

At this time, the front-line battles are endless, and Lu Jiabang still has countless affairs waiting for her to deal with. Although she had asked someone to act as an agent for the military aircraft before she came to Duosilou, there were still many decisions that she had to make personally. But strange to say, she knew these things clearly, but she was too slow to think about them, and all she longed for was a good dream in the sweet country.

She was so tired, this endless war forced her to work day and night, not to sleep well for a long, long time, to save the little white dragon's life, and to fight against the evil forces that invaded her body that no one could see.

Even if it is an iron body, it can't stand such suffering.

Let her drop everything and sleep comfortably and carefree for a while, she said to herself, only a quarter of an hour.

A quarter of an hour can't change the pattern of the battlefield, and a quarter of an hour can't control the general trend of the world, but it can make her energetic and radiant, and she can redevote herself to the endless cause of the War of Resistance.

Just a quarter of an hour.

Ning Xiaoxian lay down on the couch, and the pleasure of relaxing her body and mind together made her moan softly.

It barely took ten seconds for her to fall asleep.

The sleep was so sweet and beautiful, even every breath was so sweet, it seemed like she had never slept like this in her life.

Outside, it seemed to be windy and snowing. The wind was strong, and she stayed in the room at the far end of the cliff, so she could hear the wind whining, like a trumpet, like the low cry of a monster, but strangely hypnotic.

In a trance, it seemed that someone pushed the door in and walked to the couch.

In normal times, she will be alert at the first time. But now, she didn't feel any threat, her body was lazy, she couldn't even open her eyelids, and her consciousness was immersed in a stupor, empty but beautiful.

Is it the newly transferred little maid Chunya? What did this girl do when she didn't tell her?

No matter, let's sleep a little longer.

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Within the boundaries of Fengtianfu, pardon Xianshan cleans the cloud peak.

The fourth highest peak in the central and southern regions was originally 3,000 zhang (10,000 meters) high, and it was difficult for birds to cross all year round, and white clouds were swirling, hence the name. By this time, however, the peak had been flattened, and even the mountain range of the mountain range where it was located was rarely spared, either from the ridge to two sections, or smashed out of a huge crater as deep as a hundred feet, and the eyes were full of devastation.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and people wanted to vomit.