A whistling sound came from far and near, and at the moment when Han Bing raised his head, ten thousand sword rays burst out from within the sect, and above the sword rays, there were bursts of strong coercion, Han Bing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he did not hesitate to cast the Ice Escape Technique, almost at the same time when he was invisible, two sword rays slashed at the place where he was before. At the last moment he disappeared into the void, he seemed to hear a scream of pain.

After the sword flashed, the whole field returned to calm. Han Bing's figure resurfaced again. At a glance, I saw Qingling, whose clothes were stained red with blood. The strength of the Poison Sect is extraordinary, besides, this is the Heavenly Void Country, where the headquarters of the Poison Sect is located.

Qing Ling had sword wounds on her abdomen and arms, and it looked like she was not lightly injured. At this moment, he squatted on the ground in pain, and the hilt of the sword was also stained red by the blood on his hand.

"Let's go. After Han Bing hesitated slightly, he still picked up Qingling, flew up, and walked away as quickly as possible. After galloping all the way, I came to a thatched hut near the lake, which was filthy and uninhabited for a long time.

Han Bing put Qingling on the grass, and then sat in a corner in shock.

Qingling glanced at Han Bing, and was about to speak, when a sharp pain came from her body, causing the corners of her mouth to twitch and take a breath of cold air.

"I wasn't going to ask you to thank me. Han Bing glanced at her and said calmly. He really hesitated at the time, thought of walking away.

When Qing Ling heard Han Bing's words, she glared at him, endured the pain of the wound, snorted lightly, sat down cross-legged, and closed her eyes to breathe. But a moment later, she spat blood from her mouth and fell to the ground at once, with a hint of black breath in the blood spit on the ground.

"The sword qi is poisonous!" Qing Ling gritted her teeth and said, the more she used the spiritual power in her body, the faster the poison would spread.

Han Bing was taken aback by his reaction and hurriedly stood up, his body involuntarily moving in the direction of the door, now was the opportunity to escape. One of his feet had already stepped out of the door.

The green girl on the grass let out a violent cough, and her face became even paler. Han Bing hesitated for a long time, sighed lightly, and slowly sat on the threshold.

An hour passed, Han Bing was still sitting on the threshold in a daze, but the young girl in the room was lying quietly on the grass pile and did not move. Han Bing could feel that her breath was very weak and she was in a coma after being poisoned.

Han Bing looked at Qingling, his eyes revealing complexity.

Qing Ling's exposed wrist began to appear a trace of purple and black, Han Bing walked over and picked it up gently, her wrist was soft and weak. Holding this wrist, Han Bing's heart trembled, this was the first time he had touched the woman in front of him at such a close distance. He was also infatuated with her for a long time.

A trace of purple and black qi flowed along Qing Ling's wrist and was absorbed by him through Han Bing's fingers, this unconscious action made Han Bing startled and hurriedly took his hand away. That trace of purple-black qi flowed rapidly along his meridians at this moment, penetrated deep into his body in the blink of an eye, and was absorbed by the ice soul in his body.

Han Bing hurriedly used his divine sense to probe his body, tracing the whereabouts of that trace of purple and black qi, he knew that that purple and black qi must be the divine power exerted by the Poison Sect. He clearly felt that the purple and black qi did not have any discomfort after being absorbed by the ice soul in his body, on the contrary, the ice soul seemed to be nourished. He was horrified by this discovery.

The ice soul represents the soul devouring staff, this poison, not only can not hurt it, but can be used as a nourishing thing, the poison of the poison sect, even Qingling's sword spirit body can be injured, it can be seen that its use is exquisite.

After Han Bing pondered for a moment, he meditated cross-legged, and his hands made one prohibition after another, falling into Qingling's body. When the ban was halfway through, Qing Ling, who was originally unconscious, began to tremble slightly, seeing this scene, Han Bing even increased the speed of spell casting, he wanted to take advantage of Qing Ling's weakness to cultivate her body into a seal, and force out his own drop of soul blood.

Qing Ling's body reacted more and more, and in the end, she endured the pain, turned over, and looked at Han Bing in horror.

"What are you going to do?" Qingling exclaimed.

Han Bing ignored her question, and knocked out the last prohibition in his hand, and Qing Ling let out a painful *, and a large amount of sweat beaded on her forehead. Xiu was sealed, and she was powerless.

Han Bing's right palm pressed on Qing Ling's eyebrows with lightning speed, and after a long time, with a gentle pull, a drop of soul blood was pulled out. The moment this drop of soul blood appeared, Han Bing felt a trace of soul connection within it, which was his own soul blood.

Qing Ling watched indifferently as Han Bing withdrew her soul blood, she bit her lower lip with her mouth, and there was no expression on her face.

Han Bing collected the soul blood and looked at Qing Ling again, his eyes were paired, he didn't speak, he picked up Qing Ling's wrist again, Qing Ling instinctively resisted, but he couldn't resist Han Bing.

Han Bing closed his eyes, the spiritual power in his body was running, and the poison from the Poison Sect in Qing Ling's body, under his active attraction, slowly flowed into his meridians, and was refined and absorbed by the ice soul.

In Qingling's body, the poisoning was extremely deep, and Han Bing slowly absorbed it, and this process lasted for a whole day and a night. When the last trace of toxin was extracted, Han Bing did not feel tired, but became more energetic. And what made him even happier was that on the ice soul in his body, the first seal had faintly loosened traces.

Qingling felt that the toxins in her body were completely gone. But it was sealed and cultivated, which made her shocked and angry.

"Can you detoxify?" asked Qing Ling anyway.

"Hmm. Han Bing nodded.

"You sealed me?" asked Qingling.

"Hmm. Han Bing still nodded.

"What do you want?" Qing Ling was annoyed, and she was extremely annoyed by the reversal of the situation.

"Now, I think, our master and servant status should be changed. Han Bing said coldly, feeling a hint of raising his eyebrows.

"Don't you think about it!" Qing Ling slammed up from the ground, took a few steps back, and glared at Han Bing.

"You'll agree. Han Bing said lightly, then stood up, glanced at Qing Ling again, turned around and walked outside the house, and when he came to the outside, Han Bing pinched again, and a sealing light enveloped the house.

"Han Bing!" Qing Ling chased out of the room, but slammed into the seal.

"From now on, this is your prison, and I will imprison you for a thousand years, to be ashamed of the snow. Han Bing turned his back and said slowly. After speaking, he took a step, step by step, and walked into the distance, and in the process of walking, his mind gradually emerged the scene of being betrayed by this woman in the Moon God Realm. When night fell, Han Bing's figure was dragged for a long time under the moonlight.

On a lonely peak not far from the house, Han Bing carved a cave in the stone wall, and through here, he could clearly see the house where Qing Ling was imprisoned.

Han Bing held his hands behind his back, looked at the starry sky from afar, and after a long time, he sighed lightly again, turned around and walked into the cave, and began to arrange the spirit gathering formation, he was ready to force a breakthrough in cultivation without the help of Huayuan Dan.