The battle lasted for a pillar of incense, Han Bing narrowly dodged a huge fireball, and the Soul Eater Staff raised it towards the sky, and a straight pillar of colorful light shot straight into the sky.

"Retreat! Hurry!" Jiang Chen gave an order to the disciples outside the wall the moment he saw the pillar of light, and all the disciples hurriedly stopped what they were doing, and under the leadership of Jiang Chen and Liu Yue, they quickly fled from the battle circle. Han Bing and Qing Ling were still rampage through the crowd, killing the enemy while dodging the lightning chain of the big array.

It was precisely because of the fact that the two of them were in the crowd that the Zhao family monk's large-scale attack spell could not be cast smoothly, and there were not a few people who were mistakenly killed by the lightning chain. The Zhao family has an absolute numerical advantage, but it has been pressed and beaten.

After the disciples evacuated, Han Bing transmitted the sound to Qing Ling, and then launched the Ice Escape Technique, and the figure disappeared directly from everyone's field of vision, while Qing Ling shook his body, turned into the form of a sword, and rushed in one direction with strong coercion, the tip of the sword pointed, and the monk fled in panic.

With Qingling's speed, the monks of the Zhao family are unmatched.

As Qing Ling and Han Bing retreated, the battlefield returned to calm, leaving only a sigh.

"Patriarch!" someone cried and ran to a headless corpse on the ground. More people were attracted by this cry, in this battle, the Fengshen Sect attacked, the Zhao family suffered great losses, the monks of the Soul Void Period died and died, and most of the casualties in the Soul Void Period were also killed.

On the top platform of Fengshen Mountain, there was just a cheer.

The disciples of the Fengshen Sect, although their cultivation is not high, but on the periphery of the battlefield, they have not become the main target of fire attacks, so the casualties are not large, Liu Yue was slightly injured, Jiang Chen was very clever and unscathed.

In the main hall of the Fengshen Tower, Han Bing and a few people sat at a long table, and on the table, there were dozens of rings, all of which were trophies. The dead man's vows, coupled with the fact that the master's cultivation was not high during his lifetime, so the soul imprints on the vows were easily broken one by one.

After taking inventory of the collections in the ring, even Qingling, who had been quiet, was also full of light.

This battle is only for snatching, not for extermination, Han Bing is extremely satisfied with the result of the battle. Timely retreat is the best policy, if it is delayed for a while, he and Qingling will definitely be killed because of the lack of spiritual power in their bodies, and then the gains outweigh the losses.

"Next, I'm going to announce a decision!" the smile on Han Bing's face retracted, revealing a serious expression.

After hearing this, they all looked at Han Bing, waiting for his next words.

"In a few days, we will leave Zhao and go to an isolated place to recuperate. Han Bing said.

"Master, however, now that the alliance army has been assembled on the border of Zhao State, how can we leave?" Liu Yue wondered, and then, she suddenly realized, "Could it be through the teleportation array within the enchantment?"

"Yes, the teleportation array has been built, and it can teleport all the disciples in the Fengshen Sect to an isolated island millions of miles away from here, this isolated island is in the middle of the vast sea of death, and the monks cannot cross it, so it is very safe. Han Bing explained.

"Sea of Death......" Jiang Chen's face was a little pale after hearing this name, as a native resident of Sunset Star, he had naturally heard of this place, "Sect Master, as far as my subordinates know, the Sea of Death is a forbidden area for monks, and no one has been able to cross it so far, is there really an island?"

"Yes, the environment there is relatively bad now, and it is just a stopgap measure at the moment, and when we grow stronger, we can still return to the mainland. Han Bing said slowly.

"The subordinate understood. Jiang Chen nodded, and the others also nodded.

"During this time, arrange for all the disciples to cut wood, collect stones, and bring as many building materials as possible from Fengshen Mountain, which are relatively scarce on the island. Han Bing said, looking at the vows on the table, "Distribute these vows to several Dharma protectors and deacons, and let them be responsible for the collection of materials." ”

Under Han Bing's arrangement, the Fengshen Sect was busy. The accumulation of Fengshen Mountain for tens of thousands of years is not blown, and a large number of ancient trees and herbs are extremely rich.

"I can't bear this mountain. Liu Yue stood halfway up the mountainside, looking at the dense jungle in front of her, and sighed.

"Deputy Sect Master, we will have a brand new home. Beside him, an elder said.

"Explain that the seeds of various herbs should also be collected more, and let the disciples search every inch of land in Fengshen Mountain, and take away everything that can be used and taken away. Liu Yue's eyes showed a hint of determination.

At this time, Han Bing came to the prison alone. When he walked to the door of the cell, Wang Qian, who was being held inside, suddenly became nervous, and looked at Han Bing in front of him with a look of fear.

"What's your name, what position do you hold in the Xiuzhen Alliance, how many years have you been there?" Han Bing asked a series of questions calmly.

"Hui, Hui Sect Master, the little queen Qian, has been a deacon in the northern branch of the Xiuzhen Alliance for seven years. The corners of Wang Qian's eyes were red, and her body trembled slightly because she was afraid.

"How about the level of refining medicine?" Han Bing looked at Wang Qian and asked again.

"I'm a third-grade alchemist, and I've refined some pills for the alliance branch before. ”

Han Bing listened and nodded slightly, the third-grade alchemist is not bad, the refined pill is of great help to the monks below the soul realm, and the Fengshen Sect lacks alchemy talents, not even the most ordinary first-grade alchemist.

"Are you willing to break away from the alliance and serve my Divine Sect?" Han Bing asked.

"This-" Wang Qian was taken aback by Han Bing's question, and the fear in her eyes became even stronger, betraying the alliance is a capital crime. She has always been weak, and such a choice is indeed more difficult for her.

Han Bing naturally saw the hesitation in her heart, and said lightly: "Otherwise, I can only hand you over to the torture hall for disposal." ”

"No-" Wang Qian exclaimed, "I am willing to serve the Fengshen Sect wholeheartedly, I am willing!" This sentence, she almost shouted, and the tears on her face couldn't stop slipping, "The little girl was originally a loose cultivator in the Qingshui Kingdom, and she has always been diligent, and seven years ago, with her talent for refining medicine, she was fortunate enough to be favored by a protector of the alliance, and promoted the little girl to be a deacon, please ask the sect master for the sake of the little girl who has never done anything harmful to heaven and reason in these years, don't kill me." ”

"Then you will stay in the Fengshen Sect, as long as you are willing to serve the sect, this sect master will naturally not treat you badly. Go and report to Deputy Sect Master Liu Yue. After Han Bing finished speaking, he made a magic decision with his right hand, which landed on the door of the cell, and a wave flashed, and the seal of the gate was broken. He turned and walked out of the cell.

"Thank you, Sect Master!" After Han Bing left, Wang Qian still kowtowed to thank him.

Han Bing came out of the cell, his divine consciousness spread out, enveloping Fengshen Mountain, and he was still quite nostalgic for Fengshen Mountain from the bottom of his heart.