But the next moment, after the green-shirted monk blinked, this silver eye suddenly turned into a green eye, a hazy green intent, instantly crossed the sky, filling the entire world, even the black and white peaks and white clouds, at this moment, under the shroud of green intentions, turned into green mountains and green clouds.

A sense of warmth enters everyone's heart.

The next moment, the green spirit disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a pair of black and white eyes, which had a sense of vicissitudes.

It's just that in these vicissitudes of life, there is an indescribable anger, and this anger, under Han Shi's calm face, makes everyone who sees it tremble.

This anger, Han Shi has never had, this is the anger of the sky.

His memory, his heart, will never allow anyone to tamper with, even this day, not work, he is a stone cultivator, with the pride of stone, if there is anything between heaven and earth that has the heart of fighting with the sky, stone must be one of them.

He is the stone, he wants to fight with the sky, and this time, he won the fight.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, Han Shi's right hand flashed with silver light, and thousands of silver thunderbolts shone in the ice, crisscrossing everywhere, and everywhere he went, the sound of roaring was loud, with a sound that shook the sky.

The thunder in the ice is much slower than ordinary thunder and lightning, and the picture formed is extraordinary, but it is this trace of beauty that contains a monstrous anger, which is just that others cannot feel it.

With just one blow, the 300-zhang iceberg turned into countless ice chips in the roar.

A figure in a green shirt walked down slowly in mid-air, his face was as usual, he turned a blind eye to the people who watched all this from a distance, his anger had disappeared the moment he stepped on the ground, turning into calm, this anger did not really disappear, but was forcibly pressed down by it, and submerged into his mind.

Wu Tian did not say anything to congratulate, he knew that for Han Shi, such a catastrophe could not be called a catastrophe of life and death, what he could do was to do his best to give Han Shi some experience help, in addition, there was nothing else, after Han Shi nodded slightly towards Wu Tian, a little eyebrows, Wu Tian turned into a streamer and did not enter the heart of his eyebrows.

Han Shi groaned for a while, took one step, and his figure disappeared abruptly.

As the sky calamity clouds slowly dissipated, the image of the thundercloud lake gradually dissipated, but everyone still refused to disperse for a long time, and the scene of the green-shirted monk breaking the ice was too shocking, and it also made many people who thought that this person had disappeared, the shadow in their hearts suddenly dispersed, and a trace of confidence quietly permeated their hearts, which also added some confidence to these people when they crossed the catastrophe in the future, from this point of view, these people have inherited the blessing of Han Shi.

And the image of this lake is also quite special, once someone crosses the catastrophe in the thundercloud island, it will show the image, as if it is for people to see, once the catastrophe cloud dissipates, the image will also disappear, this matter is quite strange, there have been people who have specially investigated, but it has always been in vain.

After a long time, I didn't care about this matter anymore, I only cared about the process of crossing the catastrophe.

There is no image, the only thing that can make everyone pay attention is the thundercloud list, this thundercloud list, is a stone tablet standing more than ten zhang by the lake, its peculiarity is that it can appear on its own, and the time when each monk who enters the island is teleported out of the island, so as to divide the ranking.

The first three, for thousands of years, have been occupied by the inner three cities, and the outer seven cities have never had a chance to get involved.

But this time, it's different, the green-shirted monk, with such a strong strength, has become the first popular candidate, and there are even better people in the lake, who have already opened a gamble, and Jun Wuwu, who was originally defaulted to the first, has been left behind by the green-shirted monk at this time and has become the second.

Han Shi's identity was quickly recognized, Changhai City, which has always been not very famous, has become the focus of everyone's attention at this moment, all the monks from Changhai City, as long as they have seen Han Shi, will be surrounded by many monks to compliment, hoping to get more news about Han Shi from his mouth.

Han Shi's figure was blurred again after it was clear, this is a magical power close to the end of the world, this kind of magical power looks very similar to the teleportation of the Yuanying monk from the surface, he came to a no-man's land thousands of miles away from the top of the mountain in a few ups and downs, released his spiritual sense, and probed around for a little before relieving his heart.

The right hand is a little eyebrows, and the whole person instantly enters the gray stone, in this thundercloud secret realm, everywhere gives Han Shi a strange feeling, those dense caves, are bottomless, and among them is the path is tortuous, people can't tell the direction, this huge peak, in Han Shi's opinion, does not seem to be natural, since he saw the huge turtle beast, he has a conjecture, but he was attracted by the calamity at that time and did not have time to think about it, in addition, there is one thing that makes him even more suspicious.

Han Shi glanced at Wu Tian, who was meditating cross-legged, did not speak, and directly entered the space in the huge six-mangled stone, this space was the most reassuring place for Han Shi at the moment, here, he could control everything as long as his mind moved.

Han Shi knew very well that this was actually the power of the gray stone, but he was just borrowing it temporarily, as soon as he entered, the phantom of the black and white ashlar resurfaced behind him.

This time, under his deliberate control, the ashlar did not unfold, but slowly shrank and was held in his hand.

Carefully looking at the black and white ashlar, Han Shi's heart floated with a heart-to-heart cordiality, this stone, is his artistic conception of the natal stone, when he built the foundation, two natal stones were born, one of which is the seven-pointed bluestone integrated into Qingdan.

The other was this black and white ashlar, which quickly merged into his bloodline, and he never had a chance to observe it closely.

"No matter how you look at it, you can only see a maximum of three faces......"

Han Shi muttered to himself, even if he exudes his spiritual sense to see, no matter which angle he is, he can only see three sides, this square stone obviously has six sides, but it will never appear more than three sides in front of people's eyes, that is to say, at least three sides will never be seen by people, even if it is turned endlessly, it is the same.

"There are three sides, as if they are avoiding me. Han Shimu looked strange and fell into deep thought.

"No...... right"

This square stone looks like it is only black and white, but in the process of flipping, it is not the case, and Han Shi did not notice this before. Of the three sides, two sides are indeed black and white, but there is always one side, which is not pure black or pure white, but gray.

This pale gray, blended into black or white, will be ignored if you don't look closely.

"Black, white, gray!"

It's obviously black and white ashlar, but it has a third color------ gray.

Is this gray color related to gray stone...... Han Shi pondered for a long time and shook his head, his memory of the Shi clan was still too little, if there was a senior Shi Xiu here at this moment, he would definitely be able to understand the mystery of this matter.