"This ......"

Mu Zhen paused for a moment, accompanied by the shock in his eyes, when he saw the white stone in the lotus pond, he seemed to have some words to speak, but after being stuck in his throat, he looked at Ma Hui on the side.

Ma Huiru saw something that made his heart not calm, he stared at the white stone in the lotus pond, feeling the coercion in this void, facing Mu Zhen's words, the shock in his eyes seemed to turn into a sigh, and after shaking his head involuntarily, his eyes were still focused on Bai Shi's body, and he said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect it... He can still absorb the aura of heaven and earth at this moment!"

"It seems that we are too worried. Looking at him like this, I'm afraid it won't be a problem to pass the fourth level. ”

Mu Zhen was stunned for a moment, and after the words fell, he looked at Ma Hui on the side and motioned for him to leave.

Ma Hui nodded in silence, looked away from Bai Shi's body, and left the stone cave with Mu Zhen.

Even though they had left the cave at this moment, their hearts had become much more complicated than before. Not only was he worried about the battle ahead, but he was also guessing Shiraishi's identity. This speculation instantly turned into a touch of anticipation. At this time, they no longer doubted whether Baishi could pass the fourth level, but in that frowning eyebrow, they seemed to be waiting for Baishi to pass all the levels and surpass Jingyu!

"Perhaps, the patriarch said that Baishi is a line of defense for Zuihou, so naturally he has a reason. ”

After a moment of silence, Mu Zhen cast his eyes on the sky above the battlefield, the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed, and at this moment a white cloud floated by, he stared at this floating white cloud, and his consciousness appeared in a trance. But if you look closely, you will find that this is not a trance, but a kind of agility.

This agility reminded him of the patriarch's words, reminded him of the lotus pond in the stone cave, and the white stone that was soaking in the lotus pond at the moment!

At the same time, inside this lotus pond, Bai Shi didn't know what was happening in the outside world, he was immersed in absorbing aura, and at this moment, he was at the fourth level. The pain brought by this fourth level seems to have made him adapt to it at this time, and it seems that he has become numb at this moment, so numb that he doesn't know what pain is......

Within his consciousness, Bai Shi watched the infusion of these aura, and with the infusion of these aura, a trace of white light slowly oozed out above his head, and this light gradually condensed, and Zuihou became a white aura. This aura hovered above his head, exuding a moment of softness, and then condensed into a point, like a glowing elixir, suspended above his head, absorbing the aura that came from the control of Baishi's consciousness.

However, the aura in this stone cave is limited after all, until the afternoon is approaching dusk, when the sky is covered with clouds, when the battlefield is heard after the sound of fighting, when the blood is sprinkled on the earth, like a cloud that stains the sky, Baishi finally in this stone cave, once again can not detect the slightest aura of heaven and earth.

Sitting in the lotus pond, the pain on Bai Shi's face had been completely covered by him, and he slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of almost impeccable essence flashed in his eyes, which was due to the reason for absorbing the aura before. At the same time, the pool around his body, while emitting a mist at the moment, actually had some bubbles.

These bubbles made Shiraishi's brow furrow, and he heard some 'grunting' sounds coming from the lotus pond.

The sound seemed to come from the groundwater. But Shiraishi soon discovered that this was not the sound of bubbling water, but a sound that seemed to be boiling, and this sound was flooded at the same time. So that Baishi instantly felt, this room temperature lotus pond, gradually has the meaning of warmth, this kind of warmth quickly warmed up, in an instant, let Baishi clearly feel, there seems to be a burning sensation spreading, and even at the same time as this burning sensation rises, the skin of Baishi's body gradually has a ruddy. It's not just a ruddy look, it's a ripe look!

Even at the same time as this feeling spread, a trace of heat gradually emerged from the top of Baishi's head, and this heat made more beads of sweat ooze from his forehead, which flowed quickly along his forehead, zuihou dripped into the lotus pond, but the beads of sweat did not merge with the pool water, but were clearly separated from the pool water, and zuihou turned into water vapor and evaporated.

Bai Shi gritted his teeth, and the blood that hadn't oozing out of his mouth for a long time overflowed again under his bite. He closed his eyes tightly, afraid to open them, because if he did, the sweat would be very uncomfortable in his eyes.

At this time, in this Chiyan Peak, where the battlefield is located, it is already full of flames, fighting and wailing.

Until two hours after dusk, this Yunhe tribe is no longer as quiet as before, but a strong man in this tribe shuttles quickly, if he is looking for something, it seems to be waiting for something. The cottage was no longer a flickering oil lamp, but one after another.

"Patriarch, of the two thousand warriors sent out, three hundred were wounded and fifty were dead!"

In front of a wooden house, even though the oil lamp in the wooden house was flickering, in front of this wooden house, there was an old man wearing a black hat, this old man was holding a magic staff, and his expression was quite solemn.

At this moment, a strong man hurriedly came to him, and after bowing with his fists, he said hurriedly.

Hearing this, the old man's body was stunned for a moment, his brows were frowned, revealing a solemn meaning, looking at the dim sky, and seeing the trace of smoke that went away with the wind, these smoke came from the smoke on the battlefield. At this moment, the smoke drifted away like those dead soldiers, one by one with the wind.

"Have you brought back the corpses of the fifty men?" After a moment of silence, the old man spoke heavily. There is a bit of vicissitudes in this voice, which is in line with his age, such as being tempered by years and time.

The wrinkles on his face seemed to have increased a few traces at this moment, and the wrinkles exuded a kind of old age, like a kind of desolation, as if he was sighing for the sky, and as if he was anxious about the strong man on the battlefield ahead.

The strong man's body was stunned for a moment, and his rapid breathing stopped abruptly, as if there was something unspeakable.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. The patriarch saw the strong man's expression and said.

Hearing this, the strong man's words seemed a little hesitant, and he said: "The strength of the people of the Seven Evil Tribe is much greater than our warriors, and the two thousand warriors we sent out can only defend, not attack. So... Their corpses, can't be ......"

Hearing this, the patriarch's brows frowned slightly, slowly turned around, and then let out a long sigh. As if he had made a great determination, he said, "Give them five hundred spars, take back the bodies of our fifty warriors, and let them return to their hometowns." ”

"Patriarch, this is not a solution, so that they will only gain an inch, and then ask us for more spars, in this way, our Yunhe tribe will fall sooner or later. Let me go, kill them without a piece of armor!"

When the patriarch's words fell, a person on the side who seemed to be the same age as the patriarch suddenly took a step forward and said. This person is the father of Naerhai, the soul!

"No! it's not time for you to fight!"

Speaking decisively, the patriarch did not look back, and walked straight to the wooden house, leaving a pair of eyes condensed behind him. Only he clearly knew, and clearly felt that the aura that came out before had already highlighted the difference of the other party. Now in half a day of fighting, the other party has only killed fifty monks of the Yunhe tribe. This made the patriarch clearly understand that the other party was deliberately hiding his strength. Because they don't know much about the Yunhe tribe!

This is a tactic!

Therefore, the patriarch did not let Er Soul and the others fight, because they were another line of defense for this Yunhe tribe. If they were to fight at this moment, and their vitality would be greatly damaged, then the time for the fall of the Cloud Crane Tribe would be accelerated.

Outside this wooden house, there was a woman with a solemn expression, even though she had a sigh in her eyes, but after all, she could not hide her stunning beauty. After everyone had left, she lingered for a moment before entering the patriarch's room.

The patriarch stood in front of the window, his hands in his hands, looking up at the sky, as if observing something.

"The Cloud Crane Tribe... Is it going to fall this time?"

After a moment of silence, the woman spoke. This person is Yunyan.

The patriarch didn't look back, his gaze still stayed in the night sky, as if in this night sky, he could find what he needed. It is as if he can see things that others can't see.

He didn't look back, and his back looked a little desolate at this moment.

"Now, it's not clear. ”

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