Regarding Lan Qing's injury, in fact, Wuhua can't be sure, but she can faintly see that she has an old injury in her consciousness, and the injury is not light. Originally, if it was after washing the tendons and cutting the veins, the introduction of immortal qi could be slowly repaired. But she had just forcibly set up the formation, which caused the situation to become more and more serious, not only causing old injuries, but also possibly even injuring the Yuan Shen.

The damage of the Yuan Shen is different from the body, if it is only a physical injury, no matter how serious the injury is, it is not impossible to reshape the immortal body for the level of technology and magic in the immortal world. But the Yuan Shen is different, the Yuan Shen is equivalent to the soul, if it is not repaired, no matter how much body is changed, this injury will always be with her, so he said that Lan Qing hurt the foundation.

"I'm just guessing. Seeing that her expression was depressed, Wuhua added another sentence, "I still have to take you to Xianmeng Hospital to verify the specific situation." "Senior Sister Lan Qing was injured this time, and she was also burdened by them. They are employees of the Immortal Bureau, and the Immortal Bureau will definitely not sit idly by.

The Ascendant attacked the Primordial Star, which was originally a violation of the Immortal Alliance Law. Although they didn't have this formation from Senior Sister Lan Qing, they would be able to stop that attack. But it definitely won't be so fast, it's hard for that blue light not to be noticed by the blue star, and I don't know what kind of mess it will cause by then.

Therefore, in a sense, Lan Qing's maintenance of the normal and stable development of the primordial star can be regarded as meritorious. Didn't Mi Heng say that the Immortal Bureau had the best employee benefits in the entire immortal world? Mo Feng can be treated, and Xu Lanqing's injuries can also be cured.

"Thank you, brother. Lan Qing nodded, not thinking about his injuries, but looking at the giant dragon over there who was 'setting off fireworks' worriedly.

I have to say that once Guo Jing became serious, the battle ended quickly. In addition, after all, the other party is a soaring race that has just arrived in the immortal realm, whether it is the level of science and technology, or the combat effectiveness, compared to the immortals in the science and technology area who have been developed for a long time here, they are still a lot behind.

After Guo Jing's operation, in less than half an hour, the dense group of spaceships had been almost destroyed, and the dozen or so huge motherships were even destroyed.

Until the other side exhausted the last weapons and began to send frenzied surrender messages. Only then did Guo Jing stop this one-sided teaching. Carrying a short man sent by the other party and claiming to be a marshal, a middle-aged Mediterranean-style bald representative, flew back towards this side.

When the short marshal was carried out of the spaceship, he was still a little flustered, thinking that he would be suffocated directly in space. But seeing that the other party just waved his hand, he was covered with a layer of something, and he didn't feel breathing at all. For a moment, his eyes widened and he was full of surprise.

"Senior brother, it's solved. Guo Jing flew back, glanced at Lan Qing, who was covered in blood, couldn't help but feel angry again, and hurriedly asked, "How is the little junior sister?"

"I can't say for sure at the moment. Wuhua's face sank, he looked at the decadent marshal, and replied, "I have already contacted the Immortal Bureau. Mi Heng will wait for us at the connection point, and pick up Senior Sister Lan Qing to go to check together. ”

Guo Jing glanced at the pale Qinglan again, and realized that the other party might not be a small injury, so he was even more irritable in his heart.

"Then we'll go now. She just wanted to take out the teleporter, but she thought of something, and looked back at the wreckage of the spaceship that had been destroyed behind her, "What about these people?" Go to the pick-up point, naturally to bring these people along, but now in this tragic situation, I don't know how many ships can fly.

"The Immortal Bureau has a large teleporter dedicated to distribution. Wuhua explained, and took out a familiar box, boxy and similar to the previous teleporter, except that this one was more small and delicate, only the size of two thumbs, and it was red.

He tapped on the top of the box, and the box turned into a red light and flew out, instantly reaching the middle of the group of ships, turning into a huge red translucent cube. All the spaceships were enveloped in it, and even the escape compartment floating next to it was all sucked into the cube.

[Didi!Large dedicated teleporter has been prepared, destination: the nearest contact point, whether to start the transmission!]

Xiao San suddenly sounded a prompt tone.

The two of them didn't delay, and flew into the teleporter with the short marshal and Lan Qing, and directly clicked OK.

Perhaps a dedicated access teleporter, they arrived quickly, and in less than five minutes, they were on the huge white platform at the access point. Almost as soon as the teleportation arrived, a white light lit up above the platform. All the fully or half-crippled ships that were teleported in an instant seemed to be pulled by something. Like an automatic queue, one after the other lined up next to the platform.

Guo Jing was stunned for a moment, and he had been listening to Mi Heng say that this is the connection point of the science and technology zone, so there is high technology everywhere, but until now I don't know why this place is designed like this, there is no such a big place, and it really can't take the soaring race of the science and technology zone.

Probably because he had notified the Immortal Bureau in advance, Mi Heng was already waiting on the platform and greeted them from afar.

"You're here!" He walked over quickly, glanced at a few people, and his eyes instantly fixed on the injured Lan Qing, "She is what you said, the implicated Ascendant?" Mi Heng was startled, and without waiting for them to answer, he immediately took out an instrument and put it directly on the other party's hand, "This can control her injury first, let's go in first!"

The two nodded, and walked into the white reception hall together, where the staff had already been waiting. Seeing the four of them come in, they also walked over quickly, and looked at the short marshal who was dragged in, "This is the representative of these ascendants?"

Guo Jing and Wuhua nodded, and the staff directly called up a document and said to the short marshal, "Okay, the Ascendant, please tell me about the personnel of your race." ”

The marshal gave a figure with a dejected face.

The staff looked down at the statistics, was stunned for a moment, and blurted out in surprise, "Hey, the survival rate of the race this time is actually eighty percent!"

He glanced at the two of them with some surprise, you must know that except for a few special races, the new ascension in the science and technology area generally can't understand human speech, and the survival rate can reach twenty percent without being able to urine, which is considered very good, and there are actually eighty percent here. There are more than enough combatants on the other side, right? Are the employees of the Fantasy Zone so friendly?

He looked shocked, and then swept to the property damage column, only to see that it was written - retention rate of three percent.

Belch...... Well, it seems that he didn't spare his hand at all! He vaguely saw the birth of a new immortal poor race.

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The staff seemed to know that they were in a hurry to go to the hospital, so they didn't delay much, and directly handed them the statistics, "The ascended ones will be received by us, and the two of you can confirm them here." As he spoke, he pointed to the confirmation button below.

Guo Jing and Wu Hua immediately clicked.

"The teleportation array to the hospital is ready. Mi Heng also pointed to the back and said, "Let's go!"

"Wait a minute!" Guo Jing stopped, glared directly at the marshal, pointed at Senior Sister Lan Qing and said, "Apologize to my junior sister!"