Thousands of bats, when they appeared in an instant, were like a huge cloud, as if they were about to press against this endless molten slurry. But in an instant, they dispersed, and rushed towards Shiraishi's body in all directions, as if enveloping him.

"Damn it!"

With a deep sigh again, Bai Shi couldn't care about the beads of sweat that soaked in his eyes, and when he clenched his fist, he immediately made a muffled sound on top of the fist, and at the same time as this muffled sound rose, and the periphery of Bai Shi's body, the soul from his own deity suddenly appeared. The moment this soul appeared, not only did the defense of De Baishi's body become stronger, but also made the Dragon Yin Sword in his hand suddenly let out a piercing scream, which echoed in the void above the molten lava, as if it had scattered some bats.

And the green light on this dragon sword suddenly became much more dazzling at this moment. In contrast to this fiery red light, when viewed from a distance, it is a little gorgeous.

Almost at the moment when the dragon sword in Shiraishi's hand changed, Shiraishi's body was completely submerged by these bats. In this submergence, Shiraishi waved the dragon sword in his hand, and at the same time as the sword shadows roared out, the bats let out a wailing sound and turned into sparks.

Suddenly, above the molten lava, a spark suddenly flew like a swarm of fireflies, hovering above the molten lava. But at this moment, Bai Shi didn't care about this, his liliang seemed to be constantly weakening, his arm gradually became sore, and his body was also under the impact of these bats, even if the defense was very strong, but after all, there was a feeling of pain one after another, this feeling was like being burned by flames.

Under this struggle, gradually, although there is no day and night in the sky above the lava, according to the calculation of time, ten days have passed when Baishi killed these endless bats.

In the past ten days, hundreds of warriors of the Yunhe tribe have died, but at this moment, the Yunhe tribe has not exchanged spars, but has been constantly fighting with the Seven Evil Tribe. Their anger and their madness seemed to have some deterrent effect on that battlefield, so that those of the Seven Demon Tribes, after a battle, did not dare to continue attacking.

But they will not take the initiative, but with a defensive tactic. Especially with the patriarch, he knew very well that the Yunhe tribe was no longer qualified to take the initiative to attack at this moment. Therefore, in the defense, those fighters were extremely crazy, but most of them died on the battlefield after all. And the Seven Evil tribes did not take the initiative to declare war every day.

It wasn't until the fifteenth day that the battle on the battlefield finally had a short period of silence.

This quietness is immersed in a bloody diffusion. Even though the Yunhe tribe dispatched some warriors from the Cave Xuan Realm to kill the enemy, the results were still vulnerable. Fortunately, the Seven Evil Tribe was also greatly injured in the death of the warriors of the Yunhe Tribe. They needed pranayama halfway through, so this gave the Yunhe tribe a chance to breathe.

In Wan Lao's room, there were already countless wounded people, some of whom had gloomy eyes, as if lamenting the imminent fall of the Cloud Crane Tribe. Others, however, meditate cross-legged on the same place, as if they are using the spiritual power in their bodies to maintain the continuation of their lives. Of course, there are others, standing outside this wooden house, with pain in their eyes, containing waiting.

But the only thing they had in common was that their faces were covered with dust, and in that dust there was a trace of congealed blood. These blood stains show that they have experienced a fight before this.

No one seemed to care where Bai Shi went, and it didn't seem like anyone asked Elder Gu Yun where he went. In Wan Lao's room, there was an extra helper at this moment, and it was a woman, who was Yunyan.

Since Baishi left, Yunyan's heart has not calmed down until now, it is a mixture of reluctance and resentment, this kind of complicated mood at the same time, after she asked the patriarch to go on the field to kill the enemy, she chose to be silent. And in this silence, in the place of Wan Lao's room, he silently tied the straps for those wounded.

These days, she seems to have changed as a person, making everyone look extraordinarily curious.

It was a gloomy countenance. This look made it clear to others that it was not just because of the war that was taking place at this moment.

Where Baishi was, Wan Lao didn't mention it to anyone, and this matter seemed to be sealed in his heart. It wasn't until a month later, when Luke was helped by a strong man to walk here, that he saw Luke's pale lips and dull eyes, which seemed to be about to close at any moment. There was a hint of solemnity in his heart.

Lu Ke had already stepped into the Lingxuan Realm a few days ago, and the person who could make Lu Ke hurt so badly must also be a monk above the Lingxuan Realm, so Wan Lao knew that the Seven Evil Tribes had already begun to dispatch their second-layer shili.

The appearance of this layer of shili means that the people of the Yunhe tribe will die in large numbers in the war.

The patriarch walked over with a frown, and after a month had passed, the current patriarch could already see that he had lost a lot of weight, and there were more wrinkles on his face, and his skin looked dark, as if there was a kind of dead air, which made him look like a ghost who had just come out of hell when he looked like he was no longer as kind as before.

"Patriarch, there have been ten Spirit Xuan Realm monks on the battlefield ahead, and our warriors have died another hundred. ”

It was always the strong man who reported the military situation. It seems that because of the military report, his life was temporarily saved. His strength is also in the foundation building period. Although his strength is not strong, the heavy responsibility he shoulders is heavier than everybody.

The patriarch frowned slightly, and there was a desolation in his eyes. Before he could come, a strong man came at this moment, this person looked about twenty or so, but the burly figure made him look like a man.

This person is none other than Erhai!

The earrings on Erhai's earlobes are still shining under the sun, oozing a light, and when this light looks like it, it will inexplicably produce a chill. As he strode as he walked, it was as if the earth shook as he moved.

"Patriarch, let me go and kill the enemy. ”

Erhai walked to the side of the patriarch, and under the condensation of his gaze, he spoke in a deep voice, and there was determination in his eyes.

I have to say that Er Hai is an existence of a god of war in the hearts of the warriors of the Yunhe tribe, and now listening to Delhai's words, although he knows that the other party is very strong, when he looks at Er Hai, he sees a glimmer of hope.

Er Hai's words made Yun Yan, who was bandaging the wounds of the wounded, tremble slightly, slowly raised her head, and looked at Er Hai. Look at the man who has a favor for him.

It was as if she thought of five days ago, in the moonlight, when she looked up at the sky, and the voice from behind made her look back and see where Erhai was, and the complexity on his face.

"What are you thinking?"

Yun Yan showed a bitter smile, as if she was hiding something, shook her head, and said, "Just looking at the moonlight, I didn't think about anything." ”

"Yunyan, in fact, you don't have to hide it, I know, you're thinking about Baishi!" Er Hai's words seemed to be with a low roar.

Hearing this, Yunyan's body trembled slightly, a few memories appeared in her eyes, and before she could speak, she saw Er Hai take a step forward and continued: "I know you like him. But when there was such a war in the tribe, he actually left, is it worth thinking about this kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

The memories in Yun Yan's eyes seemed to be a little more melancholy, and she continued to show a bitter smile and said, "These are two different things. ”

Er Hai's expression looked very heavy, and said, "Perhaps, I really don't know your heart. But I've always wanted to get into your heart. On this day of war, I can't guarantee that after the battle has been killed, there will be no such opportunity to talk with you. Today, what I'm going to tell you is that I, Erhai, like you... Yunyan. ”

After Erhai finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and left the place.

Yunyan looked at his departing back, which looked a little sad, which made Yunyan's heart complicated.

Thinking of this, Yunyan looked at Er Hai, who took the initiative to ask for battle at this moment, and felt an inexplicable cramp in her heart. And at this moment, the patriarch also agreed to Erhai's request.

When Erhai left, he set his eyes on Yunyan's location, and blended with Yunyan's gaze.

Under this blend, his heart immediately became complicated, but after this complexity, it turned into a touch of determination in silence. In full view of everyone, his figure strode towards the battlefield.

"Erhai. ”

At the moment when Erhai left, Yunyan, who had been silent for several days, finally spoke.

Er Hai turned his head and looked at Yunyan, and there was a bit of tenderness in his eyes.

"You, be careful. ”

When Erhai was silent, Yun Yan said softly.

These words seemed to hit Erhai's heart, causing his body to tremble, and his gaze seemed to be a little moist. Under Yunyan's care, he seemed a little excited, but under this excitement, what people saw was a kind of sadness. This kind of sadness is like the look of farewell at the time of farewell.

Erhai nodded, took a deep breath, and then turned around and walked away quickly.

Yun Yan looked at his departing figure, didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and murmured in her heart: "Perhaps, if Baishi didn't appear, you might be able to walk in, my heart." ”

At the same time, above the molten slurry, after Shiraishi took over the slaughter of January, these fiery bats continued to pour in, and more and more. But Bai Shi is getting more and more tired, and this fatigue makes Bai Shi seem to be a little laborious when he raises the Dragon Yin Sword at this moment.

It was as if these bats didn't give him any respite at all, and this feeling made him look at the gap between the bats, and see the place where the molten lava was raised, and he had an idea in his heart.