"During your retreat."

The Tellus scholar replied, causing the leader of the Weeping Clan to nod his head and not pursue it further.

It knew that the most important thing now was to get the experiment done and not to pursue the matter.

"Answer me how it is now."

The Trus scholar nodded, reaching out and pressing down on the door of the sealed laboratory, a transparent door.

Suddenly, as if the mechanism had been awakened inside, there was a dense patch of capillary blood in the air, and they surged wildly, swarming towards the gate.

Malicious!

Very pure malice!

It's like trying to devour all the flesh and blood you see, without any other emotions at all.

"Lord the Tenth Saint, you are engulfed in flesh and blood." The Trus scholar was honored with an honorific title this time, which is a tribute to the pioneer of the experiment.

But the leader of the Spirit Weeping Clan did suddenly turn cold, "Solution! I want a solution!"

The saints were personally selected by it, and each of them was one of the elite of the Spirit Weeping Clan!

Except for Qilisi, who was specially sent to Erlang's side, the rest of the saints are extremely determined, and they are the cornerstone of the growth of the Spirit Weeping Clan in the future!

Lose one, and it will be distressed.

It must not be allowed to become a puppet of flesh and blood.

The Tellus scholar hesitated for a moment this time, and said helplessly, "Yes, but the Holy Emperor, it is difficult for us to do it."

"According to our speculation, the purification ability of the Spring Envoy can perfectly solve the difficulty of the mosaic fusion experiment, that is, ordinary Lingweing people have the opportunity to fuse the third generation of soldiers."

Yes, this is the result of their speculation.

It is also the reason why the Tenth Saint decided to let himself try.

It believed that it had once been a saint, and perhaps some of the remaining power of the Spring Envoy in its body would allow it to successfully fuse with the third generation of soldiers.

But the result is to silence all the scholars.

Clash of powers!

The power of the Spring Envoy is indeed able to purify the residual consciousness, but it conflicts with the original power of the Scarlet Figure.

Unless there is a powerful saint next to him, he has been helping to use the power of the Spring Envoy to help suppress and purify.

Otherwise, it is just a small amount of force, which will not work at all, and will only backfire.

That's the problem they're having now.

The solution was found.

However, it is difficult to enforce due to the limited conditions.

The leader of the Spirit Weeping Clan looked indifferent, thought a lot in his heart, turned around, and did not continue to stay here, but gathered the remaining combat power.

Fight?

No!

It's migration!

The leader of the Weeping Clan spread out the map that Erlang had sent him, and chose a place that was far away from Erlang.

Go to the Storm and Snow Realm!

Then, the leader of the Lingweing Clan stood silently on a mountain peak with dozens of second-generation soldiers.

It's warm like spring, and the climate is perfect for life.

Creatures are full of vitality, like a peach blossom in a dream.

But when the leader of the Spirit Weeping Clan arrived, he was indeed trembling with terror, and his voice trembled:

"Enemy, enemy attack!"

The leader of the Weeping Clan slowly walked up to a tree man, his indifferent face barely squeezing out a smile.

Very "kind".

The tree people were scared to tears.

As the most solid collaborator of the Treants, the leader of the Weeping Clan has always held some of the secrets of the Treants.

Originally, it was just an unintentional move, and I wanted to have more leverage to negotiate with the Treants.

But now, it's of great use.

This is a hidden clan land of the Treants, and there is a soil that everyone in the Treants likes, and there will always be Treants who have been sent to camp here.

Because of the scarcity of the clan, the Treants have always been hidden from the outside world in this location.

Even within the Treants, the Treants know this place

Seldom.

But this can't hide from the leader of the Weeping Clan.

If you want to eat so many resources, how can you completely hide the traces of the resources transported within the clan, and not be known by the Spirit Weeping Clan, who is gifted with induction.

The leader of the Weeping Clan smiled at the remaining tree man, and said kindly, "What's your name?"

"Bo, Potter Ruth." Portruth didn't dare to hide it, and his voice was almost crying.

"Then you should know who I am." The voice of the leader of the Weeping Clan continued to be kind, making Potruth almost cry, and hurriedly nodded:

"Clansmen of the Weeping Clan, Patriarch!"

The leader of the Spirit Weeping Clan smiled, "I'm not the patriarch anymore, so I don't dare to make this unimportant."

"I'm here to ask you to save one of my people."

"I believe that as a family member of the Spring Envoy, it is your duty to save the dead and help the wounded, and I will not sit idly by."

Save the ...... Help the wounded

Potter was stunned, it was just a very ordinary tree man, and it couldn't use too much of the power of the Spring Envoy, so what was the use of looking for it.

But, under the kind smile of the leader of the Spirit Weeping Clan, it was trembling with fright and did not dare to refuse.

But even so, it trembled and told the fact that it couldn't rely on much strength.

It was afraid that if it failed, it would be eaten by the great demon in front of it.

But the leader of the Spirit Weeping Clan was not disappointed at all, but smiled brightly and kindly.

Not much power you can rely on?

It doesn't matter, as long as you can continue to use your strength.

And it's perfect for it.

So, with a wave of the leader of the Weeping Clan, the second-generation soldiers behind him stood up indifferently and pulled the frightened Potter Luth directly from the ground.

Carrying it on his shoulders, he strode towards the wind and snow.

As for the other three treemen left here, the leader of the Weeping Clan just patted them on the shoulder kindly, asked them to say hello to him and Ares, and then let the remaining third-generation soldiers also get started, and carried them to another location to prepare.

Saying hello is needed, but not now.

I'll have to let that guy Ares know it's coming later.

But it can't be said nothing.

If you send it to it at a specific time, you can get some miraculous results.

Like, a month later.

On a mountain peak, Ares looked at the second-generation soldier with an ugly face.

Grim-faced, they carried the missing treemen to it.

"Patriarch! There are people of the same clan who are borrowing the power of the Spring Envoy!"

Atru, who was on the side, closed his eyes for a while, and said with a shocked face.

There are too few treants, and with their root talents, they can sense each other who borrowed the power of the Spring Envoy.

Of course, this talent can also be used to sense the location of the clansmen in general.

It's just that the leader of the Spirit Weeping Clan is too familiar with them, and there are ways to cut off this induction.

And not all of them were sent, there was only one tree man who was sent over, and there was one in a hidden place.

"It's a threat."

Areth's face was ugly, and his voice was low.

I really want to find out the leader of the Spirit Weeping Clan and beat him directly.

There were dozens of tree people present, and they were able to harness the extremely powerful power of the Spring Envoy, and they were not the leader of the Spirit Weeping Clan.

But now, Ares could only be angry in his heart, but he waved his hand dejectedly, don't stop it.