Apart from Ye Qinghan, whose condition was relatively better, both junior sisters had injuries of varying degrees.
Including the three hunters killed by the various immortal sects, there were a total of seventeen apostles...
The so-called Immortal Alliance, despite its best efforts, only advanced halfway, still halfway to the core area of the black mist.
But this is not a path; all you need to do is kill the enemies in front of you.
This is a dead end. If we cannot advance in time, or if we are blocked by the Rippers and attacked from both sides by the Apostles, the consequences will be fatal.
After the retreat, everyone was speechless, and the so-called Immortal Alliance flag lay on the ground like a tattered rag.
There were no wails or complaints; everyone remained silent, as if that were another form of protest.
Looking at the team that had dwindled to only fifty-odd people, Su Muchan was at a loss for words. She simply continued to bandage the wound on her thigh, which had just been pierced by a bullet fired by the Listener.
They called them bullets, but they were actually silver-white beads that looked like small pebbles.
In an instant, Su Muchan lost control of half of her body and fell from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground.
If he hadn't been rescued by Qi Huan's men, he would probably have been torn to pieces by the apostles...
"Better?"
Ye Qinghan surprisingly walked over, only to toss the healing pills to Su Muchan.
"Hmm, much better. This is probably the Radiant Martial Art that Master mentioned."
"Master never said that you'd better not talk too much."
Ye Qinghan had of course heard of the so-called Yaoguang Martial Arts. Both of them obtained the information through mind reading, but the information they obtained was fragmented and scattered, depending on the occasion.
"I know, it's just you and me, isn't it?"
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