The old woman surnamed He suddenly raised a skinny hand, her five fingers were like hooks, and she clawed hard at the void above her head.

As her five fingers crossed, five faint white lights suddenly appeared in the void above her head. Those white lights flashed away.

Immediately, the whole room returned to normal.

Donglin Tingyue, who was within the confines of the formation, stood in the corner of the bed and saw the old woman surnamed He approaching step by step. She closed her eyes from time to time or tilted her head slightly, as if she was listening.

Every time the old woman moved forward, it seemed like she was stepping on her heart. She felt that her heart was beating violently, and her heart was beating violently.

She was about to rush out of her body, and sweat kept falling from her forehead.

A pair of jade palms pressed against the wall, as if she wanted to squeeze herself into the wall, but it was obvious that she couldn't do it in this spaceship that had added protective restrictions.

"He...he's really gone!"

At this time, Donglin Tingyue unconsciously thought of the other person in the room before, and her mind became even more panicked.

Although she thought of this possibility, she didn't feel much hatred for Li Yan.

There was only one transaction between him and the other party, not to mention that Li Yan had saved himself once before, so he was already kind and righteous.

Guessing that Li Yan left alone, Donglin Tingyue felt a sense of bitterness in her heart, and more fear grew and spread.

She even expected that Li Yan's figure would suddenly appear at the door, even if the other person was just a Nascent Soul cultivator like herself...

And just when her mind was filled with random thoughts, at a certain moment, she saw the body of the old woman surnamed He slowly approaching, and she was suddenly stopped.

Then, the old woman surnamed He stopped where she was, but her face did not show surprise, but a look of confusion.

Donglin Tingyue's heart skipped a beat, and her body leaning against the wall subconsciously squeezed back.

Although she was still stuck in the same place, in her heart, it seemed to relieve her depression...

But at this moment, the old woman surnamed He took a step back. She closed her eyes and paused for a moment, then quickly took a step forward.

Then, Donglin Tingyue saw the corner of the old woman's mouth raised suddenly, and a palm swung out like lightning!

That claw was aimed at the "Mysterious Tail Feather" in mid-air, but in fact, the direction the old woman was grabbing was still some distance away from the position of the "Mysterious Tail Feather", and she was only attacking the void near one side of it.

"No, she found out!"

This was Donglin Tingyue's first reaction.

Immediately, she saw the "Mysterious Tail Feather" suspended in the air, which immediately erupted into a ball of dazzling white light, and actually blocked the opponent's attack.

At the same time, Donglin Tingyue heard a "pop" and a scream coming from one side.

She then saw Jia Fugui falling from the wall, holding his head in his hands, groaning in pain on the ground, and there were streaks of blood oozing out of his mouth, eyes, nose and ears.

The "mysterious tail feather" in the air also drifted and arrived not far from Jia Fugui.

The old woman's claw just now affected Jia Fugui, who controlled the magic weapon, and he hurriedly moved away from the "Miscellaneous Feather" body.

But his movements were still slower. Although the attack of a god-transformation monk did not directly hit the body position, it still caused a strong spread in that space.

Although Jia Fugui was not seriously injured by the blow, he was also injured.

In fact, Jia Fugui had a defensive magic weapon on his body, but he did not dare to use more magic weapons while the other magic weapon was hidden.

There are incompatible attributes between magic weapons. If one of them is not good, it will cause the breath to leak out.

Therefore, for the sake of safety, Jia Fugui chose to let "Miwei Ling" exert its maximum hidden power.

"Hmph, where will you run this time?"

The old woman surnamed He let out an extremely cold sneer.

She hit her with another palm, but this time there was no white light flashing, and she was hit in the empty space.

"Oh? It's not a formation, it's a hidden magic weapon!"

The old woman surnamed He realized that this time she hit nothing. This was definitely not a formation. The formation could not be moved at will, but the body of the magic weapon could.

"Hehehe... It's just a turtle in a jar. I hope you can catch the next blow!"
Chapter completed!