"There is no impossible in this young master's dictionary!"

Li Xiaobai glared at Batum and emphasized again. He threw away the Yuanyang sword and pointed it at a point.

"Xihe!"

The pale white sword light instantly passed through the arrow pole of the God of Killing Arrow, and the remaining momentum was still shot into the dense group of evil beasts in the distance, and the evil beast fell down immediately.

"This, how could this happen?"

The earth witch Batum widened her eyes and saw that Li Xiaobai had easily taken off the crystal arrow, and the ancestral weapon that had been going through a long time turned into two pieces on the spot.

Li Xiaobai ignored him, walked around to the other side of Qingjiao, grabbed the tail and was about to exert force, but suddenly he felt something and looked back.

More than a hundred steps away, several people stood among the evil beasts, carrying a large crossbow and aimed at him.

The crossbow string is wide, like a full moon, the arrow edge is crystal clear and shining, and it is still a killing arrow.

"Looking for death! Wanjun!"

The sword was pointed at a distance, like a cannon firing, and an invisible terrible force rushed out with an unstoppable momentum. The evil beasts turned into blood mist on the spot. Even if they were rubbed a little, they still couldn't escape the end of the broken tendon and fractured bones.

Just like a locomotive driving at full speed, it was extremely fiercely hitting into the group of evil beasts. Blood mist kept gushing, and a large number of evil beasts were directly knocked away. Even the heavy cavalry of evil beasts was not spared, and they still turned into human cannons, flying in a broken tendon and broken bones.

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

The crossbow control man let out an angry roar and slammed the mechanism hard. With a loud trembling sound, the killing arrow left the string again, but it hit the force head-on.

Compared with the "Wanjun" sword light of Li Xiaobai's finger, the bursting string power is like an ant competing with an elephant. Before the people in the Tian Cult could show their joy, they were occupied by deep fear in a blink of an eye.

Before the killing arrow could break out three feet, it was directly rewind. The giant crossbow fell apart under the impact of this terrible force. All the people who controlled the crossbow were sprayed with blood, and they were flew backwards like rag dolls, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The power of a finger actually created a "blank" of more than a hundred feet deep among the evil beasts.

Li Xiaobai snorted coldly, held the Killing God's Radical Stick that pierced the dragon's body with both hands, and pulled it back steadily and quickly.

"Woo!"

The green dragon trembled slightly, and the wounds pierced through both sides of the body sprayed blood like a fountain. Li Xiaobai, who could not dodge, was sprayed all over his head and face.

The bright red dragon blood with a little golden light stuck to the skin, and immediately felt a scorching sting, as if it was about to seep into the pores and into the muscles and bones under the skin.

Li Xiaobai didn't care at all that he was so embarrassed that he was as swelled like a blood man and was itchy all over his body. Instead, he took out the best Jinchuang medicine and poured the whole can on the blood hole. Finally, he used a large hive with honeycomb with nests to form a ball and blocked the wound. Another blood hole was also done in the same way, causing a large amount of blood loss like inflated and gradually stopped.

Penetration injuries are completely different from ordinary trauma. They must not be sutured at the first time. The first thing to do is debride, stop bleeding and prevent inflammation, and then drainage, actively remove pus and blood, and then suture them after the body begins to activate its self-healing function.

The vitality of the demon clan is tenacious, especially the true alchemy monster. As long as there is only one breath left, he can survive tenaciously.

However, with the slightest connection between the chaotic green lotus in the mind and the witch, Li Xiaobai did not see any sign of improvement. The black hair was still there and there seemed to be absent at any time.

His eyes suddenly fell on the crystal of the God of Killing Arrow that he had thrown on the ground by himself, and remembered what the Earth Witch Batum had just said.

This killing arrow can kill the soul!

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

How to cure soul wounds?

Xiaobai immediately got numb.

"Batum, how should we treat the damage caused by the Killing God Arrow?"

Li Xiaobai suddenly stared at the earthly witch Batum. The killing arrow was the ancestral weapon of the Bai Barbarians. It had been worshipped for countless years, and what should we know.

Batum still did not escape from the shock caused by the former's action of slashing the sword. When he heard his name, he was shocked and came back to his senses and said stammeringly: "This, this... if you hit the God of Killing Arrow, you will definitely die. I don't know how to treat it!"

The ancestral weapon has always been enshrined in the capital and has never been used. How much power is passed down by word of mouth by generations of wizards. No one has ever thought about how to treat it if he hit the God of Killing Arrow. Who would kill and save him like this?

"A bunch of useless things!"

Li Xiaobai angrily stopped looking at the Baiman Diwu.

The dignified wizard was scolded as a useless thing. Although it sounded very harsh and angry, Batum was not angry. The Qing Jiao, who was dependent on the other party in the King's Tianmen City, has been holding on until now. The murder arrow he worshipped was stolen again and shot the Qing Jiao.

In fact, Bai Man owed the other party, and even if he wanted to get angry, he would not be qualified.

The helpless wizards present had to smile bitterly, but there was no way.

"How to treat soul damage?" Li Xiaobai was so anxious that he was good at treating mental illness. Although it was related to soul, it was mostly drug treatment and psychological guidance, but there was no way to treat soul damage, and the textbook was not taught!

etc!

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

"Mahabhiran"!

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

Li Xiaobai didn't care about thinking about other solutions. Whether it was useful or not, he would use it first. Let's just treat it as a living horse!

He hugged Qingjiao's big head directly and pointed his forehead at the forehead.

There is no way, the head is where the mind is. Perhaps this method can make the effect of the Mahapuran Sutra unreservedly exert.

Suddenly, a clear light flashed, and the ferocious green dragon turned into a dying woman in blue. She lay weakly in Li Xiaobai's arms, trying to open her dizzy eyes, unable to bear to leave the person in front of her, 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 his forehead lightly, one was warm and the other was slightly cool.

As she felt the skin connected, a little heat was transferred, and the witch smiled at the young master, but the corners of her mouth were lifted faintly, but it was already the limit.

“…Shiyanshepige, Zedomaha, Yeserusk, Jaedosumman, Vedashe…”

Even though the evil beasts surrounded him, Li Xiaobai seemed to be unaware of it and recited the scriptures of the Mahabhara Sutra with all his heart.
Chapter completed!