The strongest medical saint in Huadu

Chapter 946 Great Crisis

"Dragon General!!"

These two words are no strangers to Han Xiling.Although Yi Xiaofei's strength is already very strong, there are still many gaps in becoming a dragon general.

"So, he has the ability to protect you well! You won't be able to stay in this ancestral land for long! People from the Promise Temple will come to search soon!"

Hun Guzi had a worried look on his face, there was an envoy of Wuji before, asking the people of the Hun clan about where he was.I'm afraid I want to go in and look for it.That's why Hun Guzi came in to inform Han Xiling at this moment.

"Ok!"

Han Xiling nodded, turned around and looked at the other person standing behind, it was Xiao Zhan, who was now following her and helped her out of danger several times.

"Then leave as soon as possible!"

Afterwards, Hun Guzi took Han Xiling, and Xiaoshishi, and took advantage of this spare time to get away and leave.

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Two hours later, in the place on the east side of Guigu Mountain, belonging to the Wuji Temple, a large number of people were running quickly.

"Chasing! Don't let her run away!"

"The master of the palace has ordered that it's fine to capture the little god, and not to hurt his life!"

There was a Promise Messenger who reminded loudly.The little palace master, even now, has a special liking for the little magician, otherwise he will hurt the little palace master, and according to the little palace master's temper, ordinary people will undoubtedly die.

On the other side, Hun Guzi couldn't help but sighed, there was only so much he could do, he couldn't bet the entire Hun clan because of Han Xiling.

It has been a great help to the best of its ability, although the Wuji Temple will also care about the opinions of the soul race.But it really hindered the great affairs of the Wuji Temple, and the people of the Wuji Temple would not show any mercy.

As for Han Xiling, who was fleeing, he was constantly calculating the best escape plan, and the magic of magic at this moment was fully and vividly revealed.

"South, front left, right..."

Constantly changing directions, Han Xiling fled as fast as possible, while the little corpse followed Han Xiling.

As for the pursuers of the Wuji Temple, especially the Wuji envoy who knew Han Xiling, of course they knew what method Han Xiling was using at this moment.It's happened several times before.But this time, in this valley, there are people from Wuji Temple everywhere.

With the momentum of siege, Han Xiling will soon be cornered.

As time passed, every minute and every second passed, and after half an hour, Han Xiling continued to calculate the escape route, and a very bad situation appeared.

fierce!fierce!fierce!fierce!
Every direction, as long as the past, is a great omen.

"How could this be, how could this be! I don't want to go back, I don't want to go back!"

At this moment, Han Xiling's mentality could no longer be stable, and her expression was very flustered. Once she went back, she would never be able to come out again.

The little corpse stood beside Han Xiling, unmoved, but then the little corpse rushed to the side.

"Spirit Corpse!!!"

There was a cold shout, the little corpse was a corpse that had already produced spiritual intelligence, and most people in the Promise Temple already knew it.Appeared next to Han Xiling and accompanied him.

When fighting, the powerful destructive power will destroy everything around.

Now that the little corpse's corpse energy is used, it can already be hostile to eight-star god-level masters.Among the Promise Envoys, there are very few who can reach eight stars.The little corpse is undoubtedly an unusually special existence.

If it weren't for this corpse, the little god wouldn't be able to escape again and again.This spirit corpse has played a vital role.

With the fighting, more and more people from the Promise Temple rushed over.With the momentum of encirclement, all the escape routes were blocked.

It's just because of the strength of the little corpse, in this short period of time, many people in the Wuji Temple have been killed, and the smell of blood is constantly wafting out with the wind in the forest.

"My god! Come back with us!"

There was one person who spoke.It is an order not to hurt the life of the little god.It is necessary to bring Xiao Shensuan back alive.If Han Xiling is forced too much, and Han Xiling commits suicide, how can they return to life.

"Even if I die, I won't go back!!"

Han Xiling's gaze was unusually firm, and she understood what would greet her on the way back.

"Little god. The little palace master is very kind to you and doesn't care about your faults. I hope the little god won't let me wait! You can't leave today! As long as the little god counts, you will go back with us obediently, and I won't hurt you. The life of that spirit corpse!"

The words at this moment undoubtedly used the little corpse as a threat.Even if it is a spirit corpse, it can be beheaded, as long as its head is beheaded.

"You dare!!!"

The little corpse has helped Han Xiling so much, and Han Xiling has long regarded the little corpse as his own.

"We just took the little god to count you back. This spirit corpse doesn't have too many orders, so why dare not!"

The Promise Envoy sneered, then raised his right hand high, waved it down, and signaled loudly, "Kill me!!!"

This killer is quite imposing.Since the little god had feelings for the spirit corpse, he would take the life of the spirit corpse and completely threaten the little god.

Today, the little god must be subdued and brought back to the main hall.

More and more people from the Promise Temple came, especially several powerful Promise Envoys, joined forces to fight against the little corpse, dozens of god-level masters, the weakest of which were six-star god-level masters, and the strongest one But the nine-star god-level masters, in the Wuji Temple, are all people with considerable prestige.

With the joint efforts, no matter how strong the little corpse is now, it is no match for it. When the body of the little corpse was blown away and hit the surrounding trees, those trees broke apart one after another.

"Little god! Come with us!"

"You... you..."

There were tears in Han Xiling's eyes, and Han Xiling felt deeply helpless at this moment.

But just for a while, there was a miserable scream.

"Little corpse!!!"

He had never heard the little corpse scream like this before, which made Han Xiling panic.

"Sure enough, it's a spirit corpse. It's really different. I want it, and I want it even after I die!"

In the Promise Temple, there was an old man laughing maniacally, because of a dagger pierced in the chest of the little corpse at this moment, bursts of black air came out, and this was the source of the little corpse's pain.

"My little god! Who is that guy, you should know, he has his own way to deal with this corpse! Come with us, or the spirit corpse will experience endless pain!"

"Sorry!"

Han Xiling couldn't bear it, couldn't bear it, looked in the direction of the little corpse, took a deep breath, "I'm going!"

When these two words came out of his mouth, Han Xiling no longer had the heart to resist.

But immediately, boom! !

Blood splattered, and the whole body of the old man who was laughing wildly was pierced by a cold long sword. Han Xiling was familiar with this long sword, it was the Millennium Ice Sword in Yi Xiaofei's hand.

(End of this chapter)