The speed of the undead protector is extremely fast, spanning dozens of zhang in the blink of an eye, three zhang away from the ice soul, he stepped on his feet, flew up, held the handle of the axe with both hands, and the axe pointed directly at the ice soul with a fierce wind.

The ice soul remained unmoved, but it suddenly split at the moment when the axe was near, turning into dozens of free clouds of smoke, and quickly dispersed. The eyes of the undead protector showed a look of surprise, the axe slashed off the tree pole, and he was about to turn around, but the force of the helpless advance was too great, and the moment his body rushed forward by inertia, the originally scattered smoke light suddenly converged.

With a scream, the undead protector was completely enveloped in a gathering cloud of smoke, and the axe fell to the ground in an arc as it lost control.

As the tobacco light clusters merge with each other, the sound of chewing gradually comes from within.

The necromancer in the extreme distance was already pale, and at this moment he came back to his senses, and did not dare to stop for the slightest, and fled quickly again.

The ice soul began to devour the body of the undead, and after a few short breaths, it squirmed and popped, spitting out half of its body, and it seemed that the body of the undead was devoured, and it tasted very bad. For the necromancer who escaped from afar, the ice soul was not incapable of chasing, but he couldn't raise the interest of chasing at all.

The half-undead body that had fallen to the ground had become charred black and completely devoid of breath.

The ice soul didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground, turned around, and swam slowly. There was a distortion on it, Han Bing's face resurfaced, and Han Bing, who had just appeared, was still confused in his eyes, but after a few breaths, his expression revealed a trace of clarity, and his gaze was attracted by a certain direction.

Han Bing's gaze was in the direction of the Cloud Mist Sect. This place is thousands of miles away from the Cloud Mist Sect.

In the Cloud Mist Sect, in the attic where Han Bing was, Xia Wanqi had already fed the second pair of primers into Han Bing's mouth, and several cuts were made on Han Bing's arms, and through the blood mouth, a golden filament that had just been implanted could be faintly seen. This is the treated Jiaolong tendon.

Xia Wanqi followed the method described in the classics, and after pondering it repeatedly, she took Han Bing's arms to carry out the meridian implantation test. After being treated, the Jiaolong tendon had a trace of vitality, and after coming into contact with the blood veins in Han Bing's body, it began to slowly fuse.

Seeing this scene, Xia Wanqi showed surprise on her face and couldn't help but cheer. Her divine consciousness had been closely watching the reaction of the dragon tendon, and at the current speed, it would not take a month for this dragon tendon to completely merge with Han Bing's flesh and blood, and with this main tendon vein as the carrier, countless tiny branch meridians would extend around it.

The test was successful, Xia Wanqi's face swept away the tiredness of the past few days, she looked at the face of Han Bing, who was motionless on the bed, and her smile showed a hint of shyness.