Bai Xiaozhen used her own magic power and elixirs to barely suppress the toxic pollution from the needles and threads, but even so, her internal organs and skin were corroded, and she couldn't help but emit an unpleasant stench.

Her hair was disheveled and she looked very disheveled.

"Within a hundred meters, there are no fluctuations in mana. This could be a long-range spell or some kind of pre-set trap."

Bai Xiaozhen looked around.

Not being able to find the target meant that most of her attack methods were ineffective, and she could only force her way out of the range of the needle and thread trap.

But considering the contamination and lethality of the needle and thread, her physical condition and the amount of elixir she has in reserve may not be enough to survive.

So after thinking it over, Bai Xiaozhen gritted his teeth and took out a sunny doll made of rags from his arms.

This sunny doll is only the size of a palm, with a mournful expression drawn on it and densely packed strange runes engraved on it.

She took the sunny doll and stuffed it into her mouth without thinking.

A smell of rotten mud, like smelly socks that have been left for more than ten years, instantly filled my mouth.

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Let alone eating this thing, ordinary people would probably faint from the stench if they smelled it close to them for a while.

But as a Qi Refiner, Bai Xiaozhen's heart was as firm as a rock. He just kept chewing in his mouth, making a crackling sound like iron and stone colliding.

"belch--"

In one breath, she swallowed all the rags into her stomach and then burped a foul-smelling burp.

Seeing this scene, Xu Xianxian, who was standing next to them, wrinkled her pretty little face and quickly moved away.

Bai Xiaozhen was completely unaware at this moment, and in the blink of an eye, she had already rushed dozens of meters. During this time, countless white needles were triggered, densely piercing her shadow.

But the strange thing was that at this time, there were no needle holes or scars on Bai Xiaozhen's body like before.

But behind it, a vague blue shadow appeared faintly.

More than ten kilometers away, there is a rural house.

A middle-aged man in a Taoist robe with a goatee who was sitting cross-legged on a cushion suddenly opened his eyes. His expression turned ashen and he spat out a mouthful of gray blood.

Then he lifted up his sleeves and saw that his body was covered with dense pinholes, on which countless insect eggs were hatching.

Moreover, these insect eggs were somewhat different from the ones he had arranged. There were pale blue doll faces slowly emerging on them.

It was as if something in the void was connected to him.

"A backlash-type curse?"

The goateed man stretched out his hand and made a hand seal, then pulled out a peach wood sword from behind and stabbed it hard into his leg.

The peach wood sword was white-gray in color. When it was about to pierce into him, the tip of the sword turned into a curled-up black beetle, which opened its mouth, extended its fangs, and bit into his flesh.

In the dim candlelight, the shadow of the goateed man gradually faded until it disappeared into nothingness.

The scars and stains on his body caused by the backlash of the curse disappeared in an instant.

Although he easily dispelled the backlash on his body, he also lost control of the formation trap he had set up. Because if he continued to use it, the opponent's backlash spell would also be reflected back.

Even if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured.

"Damn it! According to the information those people gave us, this patrolman doesn't know this kind of spell!"

Now that his carefully planned spell was broken, the goateed man's expression turned ashen.

Although he was in the late stage of Taoism, he would have to pay a huge price if he wanted to assassinate the police officer openly in Shuijiang City. If the time was delayed for too long, he would easily get himself killed.

Therefore, with the help of those people, setting up this long-range formation is the safest and most convenient means.

But unexpectedly, the intelligence was wrong.

The opponent also possessed long-range backlash magic, which directly broke his magic trap.

In a battle between Qi cultivators, unless one is at a higher realm and has absolute power to crush the other, if the realm difference is not too big, whoever has more intelligence and information will have the advantage.

Even this little extra information can easily determine the outcome of the fight.

For example, if Bai Xiaozhen did not possess this kind of backlash spell, the contamination trap set by the goat-bearded man could kill the other party without any pressure.

For example, if he knew this method in advance, he would set up another formation to restrain the spell.

However, there was an error in the intelligence, which caused the man with the goatee to be hesitant and all his previous efforts were wasted.

If I go there in person now, not only will it be too late to make amends, but my life may be in danger.

"In the final analysis, it's because the preparations were too hasty this time. If I could have a few months to set up the formation, it would have been able to link together endlessly and refine that policeman to death."

The goateed man shook his head and sighed, he didn't plan to take action again.

After all, as someone skilled in magic and formations, it's impossible for him to risk close combat for the sake of favors. However, those people should have prepared a backup plan.

......

......

On the other side, Bai Xiaozhen, who risked his life to rush out of the block, was no longer blasted by the white needles and threads, and the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared.

Her secret technique, called the Ghost Weaving Spell, is a strange spell that can bounce back most spells of the same level to the caster.

But this spell comes at a price: one year of life.

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