Silver Wing also knew what Mo Chu was worried about, "You rest first, I'll deliver something, don't worry about anything else," he would consider the specific situation. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hmm," Mo Chu nodded, his face thoughtful as he saw Silver Wing leave. He chuckled after a while, no matter what Silverwing was going to do, he would always support it.

And Silver Wing's side said to Pol under the open gaze of Hua He and the others: "This is a thank you gift for saving Ah Chu, and I still hope not to see you again in the future," he said in an extremely cold tone, and the coldness beside Mo Chu was like two people.

Pol was stunned for a moment, he opened his mouth to say something, and the silver wing on the opposite side directly threw a space ring over, and then turned around to leave, took a step and paused his side head, looking at no one, "The ring has my prohibition, if it is the breath of the second person, hehe, ask for more blessings." ”

Silverwing said this, except for Bol, many people's faces changed, especially Hua He.

When Silverwing's back disappeared, Pol was at a loss for what to do with the ring. An orc from the Black Sea tribe next to him sneered, "What does a junior mean by this! I'm worried that we won't be able to swallow it!"

Although the orcs led by the Dead Sea tribe this time were also dissatisfied in their hearts, but after all, Pol was a member of their tribe, and he couldn't help but be dissatisfied with people from other tribes, "With our strength, can we call people juniors!"

"Bring it!" An old voice rang out behind the crowd, and although the voice was old, no one could question the undeniable command in it.

Pol's hand tightened, and Hu Xia next to him gave him a look, and at the same time he was blaming Silver Wing's recklessness in his heart, and remembered what he said before, could this really be what he meant.

Taking a deep breath, Pol turned and respectfully handed the ring to the old-looking orc behind him.

The orcs of the rest of the tribes looked at each other and sighed in their hearts, this is the sorrow of the affiliated tribes, even if they deserve it, they will be handed over to the tribes above in the end.

Hua He opened his mouth to say something, but looking at the elder's lifeless gaze, he still kept silent.

There were seven elders from their tribe this time, and his strength was actually nothing. And this time, the most talented Holland in the tribe became like that, life and death are unknown, the two female elders are dead one by one, and the three who have contracted with them are also dead, and now apart from him, there is only one such elder left.

He knew that when he went back this time, no matter what the reason, his status would definitely be raised, not because of strength, but because of lifespan. Even the elder in front of him, who used to be respectful when he saw him, was also under him, but he was unwilling to give someone a handle, so he couldn't intervene at this moment.

The elder took the ring with a gloomy gaze, and for a long time his spiritual power probed into the ring.

He had heard from Hua He and them, and that female was also extremely talented in refining medicine. If they could bring him back, the Dutch Dead Tribes would no longer be held accountable. And the key thing is that since the dual-system soul creature can fight in that weird formation, then maybe it can also repair the vitality in his body.

He could clearly feel that he had less than four years to live, and that he had to do everything he could to restore his life, even by any means.

"Ahh

But the pain of the mental tear in reality made his face change greatly, and the space ring in his hand was thrown out at random, rolling several times before stopping, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal on the surface.

And the old orc's already old face became even older, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his rickety body kept coughing, as if he wanted to cough out the spleen in his body, and blood kept flowing from the cracks between his fingers covering his mouth, turning from pale red to black and red.

His eyes looked at the ring as if he wanted to kill someone.

However, he did not dare to go ahead.

Because of the moment his spiritual power invaded that spatial ring in a short period of time, half of the spiritual power he was struggling to support was actually divided, and the pain of tearing almost caused his mental riot.

"You!" he casually pointed to an orc closest to him, looking at him with a fierce gaze, "Go and try!"

He still didn't believe it, he couldn't get the things in this spatial ring.

The orc he pointed at was from the Dead Sea tribe, and his strength was only thirty ranks. He was terrified when he saw the miserable condition of the old orc, but looking at the madness in the orc's eyes, he didn't dare to say no.

He looked at the other orcs around him for help, and saw that the others were afraid to retreat, as if this place was a plague, and his last pleading gaze looked at Huahe.

Hua He frowned, "Fourth Elder, his strength is low, and he may not be able to break the prohibition on the ring," even if the fourth elder in front of him has a limited lifespan, his strength is indeed in his fifties, and he is not his opponent, so he can't rashly refuse at this moment.

The fourth elder sneered, and the blood spurting out of his mouth finally stopped, he knew that if he went back this time, if he didn't have the ability to recover his vitality, then his position would be in jeopardy, and a person as powerful as Hua He would dare to refuse his words, but now he didn't die.

"Heh, that Bol's strength is even worse, he can't others," After saying this, the fourth elder looked at the orc he designated, "What? Now my words don't work, do they?

He meant something, and everyone present understood it.

Hua He's eyes sank when he heard this, he took a step back and simply kept silent. The orc's eyes were gloomy when he saw Hua He's actions, he knew that there was no one to stop the orders of the four elders now, and all he could do was obey them.

Looking at the ring on the ground, he walked over slowly step by step, bent down to pick it up, and under the crazy and cruel gaze of the four elders, he injected his spiritual power into it little by little with a pale face.

The next moment, a formation suddenly poured out of the ring in his hand, floating in front of him, he snorted, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he covered his head with both hands and rolled on the ground in unbearable pain.

"Oh no! His spirit is rioting!" Hua He's face changed, "Hu Xia, release the soul and calm his spirit!"

The orc in front of him had no mate, and although the soul fragrance emitted by the other females' souls had little effect on him, it could still have a little effect.

Hu Xia and Su Luo didn't care about anything else at this time, and immediately released the soul objects, the three soul objects were released, and a faint soul fragrance lingered in the narrow cabin.

"The other orcs go out immediately," Hua He said again when he saw this, orcs generally don't need soul incense, and smelling too much in normal conditions may also cause a small amount of mental restlessness, which is very disadvantageous for them now.

Hearing Hua He's words, the other orcs couldn't wait to go out, and no one thought that they would still stay among the four elders.