"Help me quickly?" Yuan Chaohui screamed for help.
He felt extremely remorseful in his heart.
If he was given another choice, he would rather not come to Guxinqiu than stay away from Li Ruxue!
Unfortunately, when he joined that force, he had already lost his retreat.
His neck suddenly tightened, and then he watched helplessly as his headless body rushed forward.
Then, his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.
His body has been separated.
Xia Qingchen stepped forward and hugged Li Ruxue who was left behind.
Li Ruxue's starry eyes widened and she said in surprise: "Junior brother, you...how are you okay?"
Their cultivation level was so high that they were all knocked down by the miasma.
It makes no sense that Xia Qingchen is safe and sound.
"It's too late to say more." Xia Qingchen glanced at the enemies who had reacted. They had already rushed over.
"Senior sister, I'm offended!" Xia Qingchen took out a piece of Qingmiao sand, covered it in the palm of his hand, and then stretched it in from the collar of Li Ruxue's neck!
After exploring the chest, he pressed the palm of his hand and applied the Qingmiao sand.
Qingmiao Sand must be close to the body to be effective. If it is isolated from clothing, the effect will be greatly reduced.
Li Ruxue's soft body suddenly stiffened, and her fair cheeks quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her lips moved: "You..."
She didn't understand why Xia Qingchen suddenly did such a thing to her.
The coolness in the plaster on the chest quickly penetrates the skin and enters the body.
His body, which was originally paralyzed, immediately regained consciousness.
The effect of the medicine is immediate!
"Is this Qingmiao Sand?" Li Ruxue said in disbelief. Isn't the effect so incredible?
She was already deeply affected by the miasma at the moment, and even the best elixir would take an hour or two to take effect.
How can there be such a magic medicine that will be cured immediately as soon as you apply it?
She had never heard of it.
"The enemy is coming! Hold on first!" Xia Qingchen reminded him softly.
Li Ruxue reacted, her eyes were filled with coldness, and she immediately surged with inner strength to fight back with revenge.
Taking the opportunity, Xia Qingchen came to Zhang Zhiyue and dropped a piece of Qingmiao sand.
Without waiting for him to say anything, he stepped in front of the others one after another, and each person dropped a portion of Qingmiao Sha.
He personally applied it to Li Ruxue because he needed Li Ruxue to buy time for him immediately.
Others can attach it themselves.
Although they are paralyzed, they can still do this simple action.
Zhang Zhiyue's mood was complicated. He looked deeply at Xia Qingchen's back, then gritted his teeth and pressed the Qingmiao Sand to his chest.
Immediately, he also regained his fighting strength.
With suppressed anger, he would be ruthless and ruthless, killing people on sight to vent his anger.
The rest of the people recovered one after another and joined the anti-killing ranks.
The enemy was caught off guard and three or four people were killed on the spot.
The rest of the people hurriedly retreated towards the exit.
Zhang Zhiyuehan shouted angrily: "Kill! Leave no one behind!"
They all rushed over, but Xia Qingchen was the only one who said cautiously: "All of them, go back and guard the entrance."
Zhang Zhiyue was so angry that he lost his mind!
The opponent obviously has more powerful people outside, so they only need to guard the entrance and refuse to go out.
No matter how they release the miasma, Xia Qingchen has enough Qingmiao Sand to deal with it.
Zhang Zhiyue paused slightly, but then rushed out at a faster speed.
Why should he listen to Xia Qingchen's opinion?
Just because Xia Qingchen saved everyone?
Rescued Li Ruxue?
No!
He is the leader of this operation, and he wants Li Ruxue to see his powerful side!
However, just as Zhang Zhiyue rushed out, it was dark in front of him, and a blurry black shadow came over heavily.
Ah poof
Zhang Zhiyue was caught off guard, and his internal organs were shattered by a palm, and he flew backwards while vomiting blood.
Then, a skinny middle-aged man in purple robe with his hands behind his back slowly walked in.
He looked at Yuan Chaohui, whose corpses were separated on the ground, and several of his fellow travelers who had been beheaded, and said calmly: "A few ordinary disciples who have been poisoned can't handle it. After you go back, you will go to Heimu Cliff and be punished for ten days!"
Several fellow travelers behind him immediately lowered their heads and said respectfully, "Yes, Lord Arhat."
Arhat?
Li Ruxue and others' hearts were beating wildly.
In the Lingnan area, there is only one kind of person who is called Arhat.
That is... Dark Moon, Ghost Arhat!
The lowest cultivation level of a ghost arhat is the nine whirlpools of the great star level, and most of them reach the small star level.
Zhang Zhiyue was so seriously injured in one blow, which shows that his cultivation level has reached the level of a small star.
Everyone's hearts kept sinking, like a drowning person who finally found a board, only to find that there was a huge wave crashing down ahead.
"All kneel down and swear to join the Dark Moon, and I will pardon your death penalty." The purple-clothed ghost arhat said calmly.
Li Ruxue and others gritted their teeth.
Once you join the Dark Moon, you will be the enemy of everyone in the world, and there will be no way out.
But if you don't add it, now there is only a dead end.
While they were thinking, Xia Qingchen slowly retreated until he retreated to the secret room.
"What are you doing? Come here!" Purple-clothed Ghost Arhat's eyes were as cold as lightning, and he immediately noticed Xia Qingchen's unusual behavior.
Xia Qingchen turned around and slapped a hole in the hidden wall with his palm, then jumped in.
"Is there another mechanism?" The purple-robed ghost arhat took more than two hundred feet at a time and immediately chased after him.
As soon as he jumped into the independent secret room, he saw Xia Qingchen opening a golden coffin.
"Stop!" He scolded, rushed over, and slapped Xia Qingchen on the head.
The two of them were only ten feet apart, and he was there in an instant!
Feeling the great danger behind him, Xia Qingchen leaned over and removed the evil seal from the forehead of the female corpse.
Then, he turned around and ran.
Moreover, he immediately used his body skills and never stayed for more than a breath.
Because he knew that once the seal was removed, the female corpse would be resurrected immediately!
The purple-clothed ghost arhat never expected that Xia Qingchen's movement was so powerful, and he hit the air with one palm.
Just as he was about to pursue him again, his eyes were attracted by the stunning female corpse in the golden coffin.