"There is no impossibility in Honkoe's dictionary!"

Li Xiaobai glared at Batum, emphasized again, and he casually threw away the Yuanyang sword and pointed at it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Xihe!"

The pale white sword light instantly passed through the arrow shaft of the god-killing arrow, and the remaining momentum shot obliquely into the dense group of evil beasts in the distance, and immediately fell a line of evil beasts.

"This, this is, how could it be?"

Diwu Batum's eyes widened, and he saw that Li Xiaobai had easily taken down the crystal arrow, and this ancestral artifact that had been going through a long time was turned into two on the spot.

Li Xiaobai ignored him, went around to the other side of the frog, held Yawei and was about to exert force, when he suddenly looked back.

More than a hundred steps away, several people stood in the midst of the group of evil beasts, carrying a large crossbow together, aiming at him.

The crossbow string is wide open, like a full moon, and the arrow is crystal shining, and it is still a god-killing arrow.

"Look for death!

The sword pointed a little farther away, like an artillery fire, and an invisible terrifying force rushed out with an unstoppable momentum, and one evil beast after another turned into a blood mist on the spot, even if it was rubbed a little, it was still difficult to escape the end of broken tendons.

It's like a locomotive running at full speed and slamming into the group of evil beasts, the blood mist is constantly gushing, and a large number of evil beasts are directly knocked away, even if the evil beasts are not spared, they still become human cannons, and they fly all over the place in broken tendons.

In the blink of an eye, this force rushed to the front of the giant crossbow.

The crossbow wielder let out a roar of rage and pulled the mechanism hard, and with a loud clang, the god-killing arrow came out of the string again, but it collided head-on with the force.

Compared with the string power of the giant crossbow's "Wanjun" sword light of Li Xiaobai's finger, it was like an ant competing with an elephant, and before the people in the Heavenly Cult had time to show their joy, they were occupied by deep fear in the blink of an eye.

Before the god killer arrow could rush out of the three zhang, it was directly rolled back, and the giant crossbow fell apart under the impact of this terrible force, and the people who controlled the crossbow all spurted blood from their mouths, and they were flying upside down more than a hundred zhang like rag dolls, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The power of one finger actually created a "blank" more than 100 zhang deep among the evil beasts.

Li Xiaobai snorted coldly, held the god-killing arrow rod that penetrated the Jiao's body with both hands, and pulled it back steadily and quickly.

"Whew!"

The frog trembled slightly, and the wounds on both sides of his body spurted out Jiao's blood like a fountain, and Li Xiaobai, who couldn't dodge, was sprayed all over his face.

The red blood with a little golden light stuck to the skin, and immediately gave birth to a hot stinging pain, as if it was about to penetrate into the pores and burrow into the muscles and muscles under the skin.

Li Xiaobai didn't care at all that he was drenched like a bloody man at the moment, and his body was full of itching, but instead took out the best Jinchuang medicine, poured the whole jar on the blood hole, and finally used a large lump of beehives with nest honey to knead the wound and block the wound, and the other blood hole was also concocted in the same way, so that the massive blood loss like a note was gradually stopped.

The first thing that needs to be done is debridement and hemostasis and anti-inflammatory, followed by drainage, active removal of pus and blood, and suturing treatment after the body begins to activate the self-healing function.

The vitality of the demon clan is tenacious, especially the Great Demon of the True Dan Realm, as long as there is still one breath left, he can survive tenaciously.

But with the trace of connection between the chaotic green lotus and the demon girl in his heart, Li Xiaobai didn't see any signs of improvement, and the green silk was still there, as if it would be broken at any time.

His gaze suddenly fell on the Killing God Arrow Crystal Blade, which he casually threw on the ground, and remembered what the Earth Witch Batum had just said.

This god-killing arrow can kill the soul of the gods!

Although Qingjiao's physical injuries no longer deteriorated, the damage to his soul still did not recover.

How to treat the wound of the soul?

Xiaobai's classmates immediately became numb.

"Batum, how should the damage caused by the Killing God Arrow be treated?"

Li Xiaobai suddenly stared at the earth witch Batum, the killing god arrow is the ancestral weapon of Bai Man, and it has been worshiped for an unknown number of years, so what should he know.

Batum still did not detach himself from the shock caused by the former's decapitation, and when he heard his name, he came back to his senses and stammered, "This, this...... If I am hit by the Killing God Arrow, I will definitely die, and I don't know how to treat it!"

The ancestral weapon has always been enshrined in the royal capital, and it has never been used, how much power is passed down by generation after generation of wizards, and no one has thought about how to treat the god killer arrow, who will kill and save like this.

"A bunch of useless things!"

Li Xiaobai was indignant and no longer looked at Bai Mandiwu.

The dignified wizard was scolded as a useless thing, although it sounded very harsh and angry, but Batum couldn't get angry, the royal capital Tianmen City relied on the other party's frog to hold on until now, and the worship of the god killing arrow was stolen again, and the frog was also shot.

It should be that Bai Man owes the other party, and even if he wants to be angry at this time, he is not qualified to do so.

The helpless wizards present had no choice but to smile wryly, but there was nothing they could do.

"How to treat the injury of the soul?" Li Xiaobai was so anxious that he turned around, he is good at treating mental illness, although it is related to the soul, most of them are drug treatment and psychological guidance, but how to treat the injury of the soul, but there is no way, and there is no teaching in the textbook!

Wait a minute!

Li Xiaobai stopped suddenly, which really reminded him of a textbook.

Mahabharan!

This strange trick can strengthen the mind, and perhaps make up for the damage to the soul.

Li Xiaobai can't think of any other way, whether it is useful or not, use it first, let's use it first, let's use the dead horse as a live horse doctor!

He directly hugged the frog's big head and forehead to forehead.

There is no way, the head is where the mind is, and perhaps this way can make the effect of the Maha Balan unreserved.

Suddenly, the light flashed, and the hideous Qingjiao turned into a dying woman in a green shirt, lying weakly in Li Xiaobai's arms, trying to open her eyes that were gradually dimming, reluctant to let the person in front of her leave her sight, and wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound.

"Don't make a fuss!"

Xiaobai lowered his head gently.

One person and one demon touched their foreheads, one warm and the other slightly cool.

When feeling the skin touching, a little heat was transferred, and the demon girl showed a smile to Childe, but the corner of her mouth was already the limit.

“...... Shyanasak, Jedha Maha, Yeselusk, Chaidosuman, Vedic ......"

Even though the evil beasts around him were impassable, Li Xiaobai didn't realize it, and chanted the scriptures of the "Maha Balan" with all his heart.

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