The boy had already begun to cast spells, and the white tiger's body had already lit up with a faint white light. Huan Yin knew that the white tiger was not the opponent of the boy, and if it ate the boy's blow again, even if it didn't die, I was afraid it would be seriously injured.

There was a low roar from the mouth of the white tiger, and it kept looking towards Huan Yin, obviously hoping that Huan Yin could help it.

Huan Yin looked at the white tiger's eyes asking for help, and he felt more and more that in this strange world, only the white tiger in front of him was the same kind as himself, because neither of them was crazy, let alone lost their minds.

Huan Yin has been kind and generous since he was a child, although he has experienced a lot now, and the killing has become very heavy, but the trace of kindness in the deepest part of his heart has never changed. Huan Yin decides to take a gamble, and he wants to try to save the injured white tiger.

The next moment, the boy finished casting, and it seemed that he was about to play an earth-shattering spell. At this critical moment, Huan Yin suddenly used the spiritual power of his whole body, and struggled to resist the coercion of the boy's spell, even if he was in danger of being injured, he insisted on walking forward for a long distance, standing on the flat edge of the boy's fight with the white tiger.

"Your spell is too weak, I have a stronger spell than you here!" Huan Yin shouted at the boy, revealing the fluctuations of his spiritual power all over his body, trying to attract the boy's attention.

The moment the boy heard Huan Yin's shout, the spell he was about to play in his hand actually stopped, and he turned his head to look at Huan Yin.

Huan Yin was looking at the boy, and instantly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he felt that his soul seemed to be a little unstable, as if he was trembling.

Huan Yin was shocked and shouted at the white tiger: "Run!" Then, he didn't care about the white tiger, so he turned around and ran away. There is only so much Huan Yin can do for the white tiger, if the boy still doesn't let it go. There's no way around that.

Huan Yin's speed was very fast, and he even used the power of his essence and blood to make his escape speed reach an unprecedented level. Just when he thought he was safe, suddenly a figure appeared out of thin air in front of him, blocking his way.

Huan Yin stopped abruptly and looked at it. Who could this figure be, if it wasn't the boy?

The current situation is the worst that Huan Yin expected after deciding to gamble. He stared at the boy in front of him, extremely nervous in his heart.

However, since Huan Yin dared to help the white tiger lure this boy away, there was a way to avoid him. Although he himself was not completely sure of this method, it was the only way he could use it now.

The next moment, the boy raised his hand and began to cast a spell. And the coercion around him continued to emanate, making Huan Yin's whole body tremble uncontrollably. Huan was dripping down in cold sweat all over his body, and the cultivation of the boy on the opposite side was too high, I am afraid that this boy does not need to make a move, as long as he completes the spell in his hand, he will be directly crushed by that coercion. Because now, the target of the boy's spell is directly Huan Yin, and he is no longer a bystander.

Huan Yin's face was ruthless. He raised his palm and slammed it down on his chest, and then he instantly spurted out a large mouthful of blood. The whole person suddenly withered. At the same time, the aura around his body was also completely constricted, and even a slight death qi had appeared on his body, which made the spiritual power fluctuations coming from his body now not only extremely weak, but also very dim.

After doing this, Huan Yin fell to the ground. With all his strength to keep himself calm, he looked at the boy who was still casting spells on the other side, waiting for the judgment of fate - there was only so much he could do, if the patterns he had observed in the past few days were really useful. He believed he would survive.

After Huan Yin fell, the hand of the boy who was casting spells on the opposite side suddenly slowed down, although his eyes were still empty, but he seemed to look in the direction of Huan Yin. Then, the boy's spell-casting action stopped completely, and he stood in place with empty eyes, looking in the direction of Huan Yin with empty eyes, as if he had lost the goal of casting the spell.

In this way, the boy stood in place for a while, then dispersed the spiritual power fluctuations around him, turned around and flew into the sky, and left.

Huan Yin lay on the ground and exhaled heavily. He maintained his aura in a restrained state and struggled to get up. Just now, in order to ensure that he could successfully avoid the attention of the boy, he decisively dealt a ruthless blow to himself. He knew very well that no matter how badly injured, it was better than death. So now, he's back to his previous form, and he's going to need to heal again.

Huan Yin slowly walked back to his cave, then sat down cross-legged and began to take out pills and spirit stones to heal his wounds. Just now he saw the top of the mountain in the distance, there was nothing there, and the white tiger should have already left.

Huan Yin stayed in his cave for another three days, and this time he was injured and injured, and it became a little difficult for him to fully recover. He felt that he needed to go to the outside world to fully recover, because the dead air here was too heavy and the aura was too thin.

Therefore, three days later, Huan did not fully recover, so he walked out of the cave. He was desperate to find a way out of here and return to the White Tiger Tribe. Moreover, he was worried that if he had been gone for a long time, the situation of the White Tiger Tribe's war would be reversed, which would be very bad.

Huan Yin probably remembered the way he came, and he wanted to find the passage where he had entered, and try to see if he could go back the way he came and get out of here. Lao Wu must have been there for a long time, maybe he is no longer in this world.

Huan Yin's speed is not fast, he always maintains a state of aura convergence, and where he passes, there will be a roar of fighting from time to time, which is something that Huan Yin has long been used to.

However, when he walked to a place where he didn't have a reflection, the sound of fighting around him disappeared completely. Even though he had walked in this strange place for half an hour, he had never heard a roar again, but from time to time monks passed by him, and some even walked in twos and threes, but there was no fight.

Huan Yin looked at these monks passing by him with a look of astonishment, he had never seen so many monks in one place, and these monks were clearly exactly the same as the monks outside, either they were crazy or completely unsane. However, all of them remained calm, and none of them made a move here.

Huan Yin felt as if he had walked into a strange place, and maybe something incredible would exist in front of him. Huan Yin became extremely cautious, he didn't want to become crazy or even lose his mind completely, and his instincts told him that maybe there was somewhere ahead that was what caused all the monks here to go crazy.

Finally, when Huan Yin walked out of the dense forest and came to an open place, many monks appeared in front of him, and those monks without exception had lost themselves like those Huan Yin had encountered before. Huan Yin looked intently and saw that there was a huge mountain in front of him, but there was nothing special on this peak except for the sparse trees.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a huge cave open, and the monks Huan Yin had seen before were constantly going in and out of this cave, as if this cave was the gathering place of these monks.

In front of the cave, there is a huge stone monument, this stone monument is almost exactly the same as the one that Huan Yin saw when he entered this place, and even the traces of the years on it are the same. There are also four big red characters on the stele - the place of burial.

The moment Huan Yin saw these four words, he subconsciously felt that the word "burial" on the stone tablet was probably written incorrectly, and the word "hidden" should be used. However, he suddenly thought of the strangeness of this place, and the blood-colored word "burial" may not have been used wrongly.

Huan Yin stopped in the distance and observed for a while, and from the beginning to the end, he only saw monks coming in and out of the cave, and nothing else. Huan Yin even felt that those monks seemed to have a little more piety in this land, which he had never found before.

Suddenly, a figure entered Huan Yin's field of vision. That figure was dressed in barbarian costumes, and the cultivation fluctuations coming out of his body were none other than Huan Yin's familiar late Huaying stage - this person was the fifth oldest.

Lao Wu's expression at this moment also became a little crazy, and it didn't look much different from the monks around him. However, Huan Yin could still see a trace of clarity in his eyes that others did not have, perhaps this was the reason why Lao Wu had not been here for a long time. However, if the fifth child had stayed here, he would have become a monk who had completely lost his mind one day in the future.

Huan Yin couldn't help it anymore after seeing the fifth child, he wanted to see what kind of place this was, why there were so many monks, and what took away their sanity and made them become like walking corpses.

When Huan Yin got up and walked out, his expression changed, his eyes were blank, his expression was dull, and now he looked exactly like the people around him, without the slightest difference. It's too weird here, and Huan Yin knows that only by blending in with these people can he really see everything here.

Soon, Huan Yin crossed the huge stone monument engraved with "Burial Place" and walked into the dark cave.

The moment Huan Yin entered the cave, he was stunned. He was amazed not by the endless number of monks, but by the fact that they were all looking at the surrounding mountain walls.

There is light on the mountain wall, which is the only light in the cave. What emitted this light was a dense and neatly arranged number of small characters, and the combination of these words was the key to a spell!

Huan Yin looked around, in this cave that could not be seen, there were small characters that shone like that just now.

"How many spells are there here!" Huan was shocked, unable to believe what he had seen. (To be continued.) )