Bang bang bang ...

A red flame pierced through the darkness and rushed straight towards He Miaomiao, who was covered in injuries, this blow was too powerful, and she looked a little powerless after a long battle.

The female cultivator on the opposite side was only at the tenth level of Qi refining, but it was even more terrifying than the twelfth layer of Qi refining that she encountered on weekdays!

has been fighting for a long time, and the female cultivator who is wearing a first-order high-grade Dharma skirt has never even sacrificed the magic weapon, which makes He Miaomiao jealous.

Relying on a variety of fire-based spells, she was suppressed so hard to fight back, and she could only dodge with all her heart!

He Miaomiao's hands quickly pinched, and the surrounding aura seemed to be attracted to her, surging towards her crazily!

Driven by the aura of the surrounding spiritual vegetation, it broke through the ground and flew in the air, but it was splashed with juice by the powerful fighting method fluctuations.

The Phantom Condensation Dagger absorbed all the endless spiritual energy, flashing a dazzling white light in mid-air, with a trace of imperceptible black qi in it!

"Evil cultivator!

He Miaomiao's eyes were cold, and only then did she know why a female cultivator who seemed to be of extraordinary value would suddenly attack her! It turned out that the evil qi on her body had begun to overflow, and if she was a monk with a keen spiritual sense, it would be easy to find the clues!

She sacrificed two first-order water dragon talismans, and with a wave of her fingers, two transparent water dragons that seemed to be fierce but were actually not powerful enough, pounced on the fire with teeth and claws, and fought in the air!

The phantom finally absorbed enough aura, and disappeared in a flash in the air!

The willow-like dagger had turned into nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thin needles, which melted into the darkness and made it difficult to see, and even the divine sense could not escape them all.

As soon as He Miaomiao's mind moved, the thin needles were combined into a sword, and with a fierce swing from top to bottom, and at the same time turned into a needle shape again, the strong sword wind and the number of fine needles like cow hair finally forced the female cultivator to sacrifice the magic weapon!

The first-order folding fan was thrown into the air by the female cultivator, opened with a sound of brushing the ground, and waved from left to right in the air, and the phantom seemed to be blown away by the wind, never approaching the female cultivator at all!

The spirit fan made a successful move, quickly changed direction, and spun into a round blade at an indelible speed, flying straight towards He Miaomiao's neck, as if to separate her head and body!

He Miaomiao was furious, her qi and blood were surging, and her unlucky exercises were not chosen by herself! Why should she be left to the disposal of these righteous people?

She tried to explain, but who knew that this nun always had only one sentence: If you have evil energy, you should die!

The speed of the spirit fan was extremely fast, with the sound of breaking through the air, and it came to He Miaomiao in the blink of an eye!

He Miaomiao didn't dare to hard-connect at all, half of the spiritual power was used to maintain the defensive shield, and the remaining half was injected into her feet, and she flew back and dodged, but the spiritual fan followed her like a shadow!

"Hmph! It's up to you, you want to avoid my fan!

Seeing that she was embarrassed, the nun was full of pride and pride, and easily pursued forward, constantly pinching the flying fan with both hands, blocking her every dodge.

He Miaomiao had calmed down, she seemed to be hiding extremely difficult, but she was not touched by the fan at all, she only vaguely took the female cultivator to leave the avenue and fled to a deserted place.

Sometimes she rolled on the ground, sometimes she jumped high, and her body was covered in blood and mud, and she couldn't even see the expression on her face.

"Maybe it's a joke!"

The fan consumes a lot of spiritual power, and no matter how powerful the female cultivator is, she is only at the tenth level of qi refining. The onslaught is amazing, but if you can't take down the opponent, it's the biggest hidden danger!

He Miaomiao showed weakness under the strong attack of her magic weapon, but she didn't let her take advantage of it, making her think that as long as she increased her attack, she would be killed in one fell swoop!

In fact, her entire fighting method was defense, and she didn't use much spiritual power at all, so it was really embarrassing to dodge, but it was not as difficult as she saw!

As long as the female cultivator exhausts her spiritual power and divine sense, and then goes to the wasteland where there are no monks, that is her chance to fight back!

He Miaomiao was ruthless, and her body twisted, letting the fan slash across her back, and suddenly her flesh and blood flew over!

Seeing this, the female cultivator was really even more proud, and most of the spiritual power in her body was injected into the fan, ready to deliver the final blow!

After all, the fan is a first-order high-grade magic weapon, and the power of initiating it makes He Miaomiao's breathing feel oppressive, only to see the flying circular blade aura soar, and it slammed towards her dantian with strong spiritual pressure!

He Miao Miao shouted, and there was no sign of weakness in her body, and an orange cold flame the size of a palm appeared out of thin air, rushing towards the round blade in the blink of an eye, and engulfing it in a breath, following the spiritual power of the control magic weapon, engulfing the female cultivator in an instant!

He Miaomiao did not sacrifice all the strange fires, lest the storage bag be burned, but she still had forty percent of the spiritual power left in her body, which seemed very relaxed.

"What bullshit is right!" He Miaomiao pulled up the female cultivator's storage bag and cleaned up the battlefield unhurriedly, "It's better to be honest with the evil way than to kill indiscriminately with the tiger skin of eliminating evil and promoting good!"

He Miaomiao was careful enough when using the strange fire, and only burned the female cultivator and the magic weapon, but did not burn to the ground, leaving no traces.

But now she can't send out normal fireballs, so she can only waste a first-order fireball talisman to burn the charred corpse and the ashes of the magic weapon again, and then use the condensation technique and the mire technique to sink all into the ground.

After doing all this, she continued her march forward, and it was not until night that she found a hidden place to rest.

"Gathering elixir... First-Order Middle-grade Spirit Sword... Three second-order golden sword talismans, hum, you actually look down on me, you don't need any talismans, you deserve it!Huh?" He Miaomiao, who was cleaning up the loot, suddenly stopped when he turned over the talisman.

"Medium-grade teleportation talisman!?What the hell is she?!"

The lowest teleportation charm is also the second order, because it is related to the way of teleportation, the texture is extremely complex, and it is not easy to draw, and it is rare to see the lower grade in the Lingnan Mountains!

He Miaomiao has only been in Bai Muhe's narration so far, and I heard that He Yanxin has used one.

She had never seen it in any shop, or in the hands of a monk! Not even the Fu Feng of the Heshan Sect! Not even how many spirit stones were worth one!

The teleportation talisman only needs to be shattered with divine consciousness to activate, and there is no need for spiritual power at all, and the low-grade teleportation talisman can instantly reach five hundred miles away, and the medium-grade can escape thousands of miles or even more!

He Miaomiao pinched the teleportation talisman and looked at it carefully, and carefully packed it, this is a life-saving thing, much more important than the Gathering Spirit Pill and magic weapons.

After putting away the elixir, spirit sword, and three golden sword talismans, He Miaomiao continued to rummage through the nun's storage bag.

The rest of it is not unusual.

A bunch of red, green, and green skirts, He Miaomiao didn't plan to stay, and more than a dozen jade bottles, all of which were basic first-order pills, were also vacated by her into her own medicine bottles.

He Miaomiao picked up the nun's mid-level storage bag and found that the production was very exquisite, and the ornaments on it were also strange and fresh, not at all like something from the Lingnan Mountains.

The means and style of refining are not even like those from the East.

She kept guessing in her heart, but then she thought about it, everyone was dead, and it was useless to let her be an immortal.

After holding the storage bag and burying it in the ground, she swallowed a small pill and recovered from the trauma on her back.