"Where are my hands? What about hands? ”

The hoarse and strange voice spread there, Feng Jiu frowned slightly, the sword qi in his hand was condensed, and when she was about to make a move, she saw a scene that shocked her.

I saw that the old woman was looking for her broken arm, until she saw her broken arm, she stretched out her hand and directly sucked the broken arm, and it was forced back to the junction of her broken arm.

And what's even more bizarre is that after her hand condensed blood and dissolved to form magma, she seemed to see that arm quickly recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, especially after she twisted her arm there and shook her hand, it refreshed her three views.

Can this severed hand be picked up like this? Even she, a ghost doctor, can't make such a weird connection method, what is the origin of this old woman? How could her severed arm be reshaped so quickly after that magma?

Magma? Reshape?

Yes! She got it!

This old woman can refine spirits, her refining furnace is in her body, she can swallow the spirits and refine them, or she can use her own conditions to reshape her own body!

Thinking of this, her face froze, and the idea of doing it stopped at this moment.

If this is the case, then even if she chops off all her limbs, hands and feet, she will definitely be able to use her strange internal refining furnace to reshape it, in this case, then the only place she can attack is ......

"It's here!"

A clear voice came out, and her whole body jumped up and held the sword again, but at this moment, the old woman who had been on guard for a long time and knew that she was holding a sword from Qingfeng flashed like a ghost when she jumped up and raised her sword to fall.

"Here."

The old woman's weird and gloomy hoarse voice suddenly appeared behind Feng Jiu, she was startled, and when she looked back, she saw the old woman's bloody palm slapping at her fiercely.

"Bang!"

The palm wind slammed into her body, and in an instant, it was as if a giant palm was slapping towards her, and the powerful coercive air flow fell from behind to her back, and the thud was very clear in her ears.

"Poof!"

The body was violently slapped out by the blow, and a mouthful of blood also spurted out, and the whole person lost her balance and fell downward, the blow made her feel severe pain all over her body, just like the power of the palm spread out in her body, so that she couldn't lift her breath to stabilize the falling figure.

"Bang!"

The body fell to the ground and fell into the blood web, and at that moment, the ghost struggling in the blood net was about to pounce, but it seemed to be afraid of what was on her body and did not dare to approach.

She got up from the blood net, stood up with Qingfeng supporting her body in her hand, her hand moved, a bottle of elixir appeared in her palm, she quickly poured out a pill and took it, her eyes were slightly gloomy, she endured the discomfort in her body, and secretly urged Qinglian to repair the internal injuries in her body.

"Not dead yet? Why aren't you dead yet? After receiving my palm, I can still stand up, not simple, not simple. ”

The old woman stood in mid-air, her black robe swaying in the night, she looked at the figure below with some surprise, for a Yuanying monk, there was almost no one who could stand up after receiving a blow from her, a flying immortal powerhouse.

And she did it, which had to impress her.

With the body of a mysterious spirit, she is a person who is favored by God, but she underestimates her.