This fallen immortal didn't expect Han Qingge to pull him out, but the companions behind him were overjoyed, he was equivalent to becoming their shield, and they just had to sneak attack behind.

As a result, the speed at which the fallen immortal rushed over suddenly increased, all thanks to the companions behind him.

When the person came to her, when Han Qingge was about to make a move, there was a sudden dizziness in her brain, which directly caused her to lose the strength in her hand, and she almost didn't let go of the whip. This omission made her miss the opportunity to shoot, but the other party did not, seeing that she did not attack, she couldn't help but be overjoyed, and saw the opportunity, and the dagger in the other hand flashed coldly, cutting her eyes.

Han Qingge had to abandon the whip and dodge back.

But she was still a step late, she just let go of the snake whip, only to find that the snake's teeth had been nailed into her palm, and the snake whip was firmly hanging on her palm, not because she didn't want to let go, but because the other party was biting tightly.

Not only that, the snake venom continued to enter her body, making her body hot and cold, her eyes getting darker and darker, and feeling more and more weak. When she was dizzy, she couldn't even hold her sword.

The fallen immortal holding the snake whip took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the distance between him and her shrank shorter, and the fallen immortal behind him was faster, outflanking from the side. Before Han Qingge had traveled half a mile, he was already surrounded. And her hand has taken on the color of black and purple rot, but this snake whip is becoming more and more vivid.

Han Qingge was about to retreat again, and there were several sounds of breaking the sky behind him, Han Qingge stopped suddenly, and turned sideways with his left foot as the fulcrum, and the axe of the person behind him slashed past her, turning into a slash towards the person holding the whip.

This person screamed, Han Qingge suddenly felt that his hand was light, and after looking at it again, the snake's mouth finally let go, and rushed to the axe instead, closing his mouth, and immediately biting the axe.

The two obscure fallen immortals were both red-eyed and glared at each other angrily, Han Qingge dragged her weak body before taking the time to take a look at her hand, only to see that the back of her hand was almost bitten through, and black-brown smoke came out of the wound, which smelled rancid.

The other party didn't give her too much time, and other fallen immortals also attacked, and for a while, she saw a cold light, and all kinds of weapons attacked her.

At the moment of crisis, a warmth rose from the dantian, Han Qingge's heart gradually quieted down, the wound continued to rot and spread, and the surroundings were still attacking, but all this seemed to have become strange, and time seemed to have slowed down. Her gaze shifted from the wound to each of the obscure faces, and she not only saw their movements, but also seemed to guess where they were going to attack the next moment.

Han Qingge swung his sword to block them one by one, and a string of "ding" sounds were like water droplets slowly dripping on the petals of a flower, but to Hao it was like a storm. The two seemed to be in different time and space, Han Qingge noticed it, but they didn't.

They were very surprised, they didn't expect her to be able to do this when her entire arm was useless. Jin Hui, who had been silently observing in the dark, was also a little surprised, if this continued, I was afraid that these obscurities would not be her opponents.

He couldn't help but regret a little, did he underestimate this protector god too much? Since he was a natural god, how could he not have real ability?

But shouldn't she just be like this, the damn red lotus hasn't appeared yet? Is this red lotus a treasure of the Buddha country? If so, how can it appear here?

While thinking, he looked at the situation in the field, and at the same time released several times the obscurity, which was still the same as before, not his clone, but the fallen immortals in the immortal transformation courtyard.

As soon as this wave of obscurity was released, the cold light song had already become one with the previous obscurity, and she temporarily drew with more than one enemy. But anyone with a discerning eye can see that this tie is only temporary. Han Qingge's injured hand is recovering, and once her hand can be used, it must be another situation.

But at this time, the reinforcements of the obscurity also arrived, and the pressure of Han Qingge increased sharply, and the previous obscurity had retreated to the back to adjust and rest, this kind of wheel warfare was the most tiring. But Jin Hui has another purpose, which is to see how far Han Qingge's skills have come.

This time, the fallen immortals he conjured up were all outside kung fu of the fierce faction, which was extremely rare in the heavenly realm dominated by cultivation, and such a sect was often not welcomed, so the number of people who were forced into the immortal transformation courtyard was often several in one sect.

And this time, the ones he conjured up were from two sects. It is said that there are two sects, but in fact, they can be traced back to the same sect, but they are just one south and one north.

As soon as this group of people made a move, it was different from just now, and every move seemed to be smashed to pieces. Han Qingge was trapped in it, and he didn't even have a chance to make a move, and his wrist was numb when he occasionally picked up a move. These people's moves are heavy and heavy, stiff and fierce, and even the wind they bring with them is like a knife, and Han Qingge has no other way but to dodge for the time being.

From the outside, she seemed to be very flustered, but in it, she only felt that the other party's movements were slower, incredibly slow, and the warm current of her dantian had penetrated her whole body, and she looked inside, only to see that there was a red lotus slowly opening in her dantian.

That's who she is.

The fallen immortals around saw that they couldn't take her, so they split into two and set up a formation, wanting to use the formation to suppress her. At this moment, the last wisp of black smoke on Han Qingge's hand dissipated, and her hand returned to its original state.

The formation was launched, Han Qingge seemed to be squeezed in the middle by two giant grinding discs, she raised her eyes slightly, her body disappeared from the place, and when she appeared, she was already above everyone, and the sword in her hand drooped straight down, not aimed at any of them, but at the blank space in the formation.

Under this sword, everything came to an abrupt end. The two large arrays of movement seemed to be frozen, and each of them had a laborious expression on their faces, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not move for half a minute.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Han Qingge glanced at it slightly, the first one was still the one who held the whip, the snake whip that drank her blood, the snake head was high, and it spit out a scarlet letter that was more scarlet than before.

Han Qingge waved his sleeves away, and these obscurities felt the breeze blowing in his face, especially the snake whip, looking for the direction of the breeze greedily opening his mouth and devouring it.

After the breeze, the situation changed immediately, only to see a flash of red light, the fire was great, starting from the head of the snake, these obscure bodies were ignited, and they lasted less than three breaths in the fire before they were gone.

Han Qingge looked at his hand and shook his head in disappointment.

It's not what she wants, it's not enough.

She fixed her gaze on the darkness below, and they were frozen by her sword, and tried again.

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