Chapter 345 Cruel

When Song Zhen returned to the dormitory, the other two female monks were already waiting in the room, and the three of them were the only three girls in the whole team.

After all, for tasks like field investigation, men are naturally more suitable than women.

Liu Ruonan, a boy-like girl with a cropped head, looked at Song Zhen and said, "Have you chatted with that Wu Yanzu?"

"Well, yes." Song Zhen said with a smile: "He is so handsome, and I feel comfortable chatting with him."

Liu Ruonan snorted: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, that Wu Yanzu is almost 40 years old, don't say that he is only in the third level at 40 years old, and his cultivation talent is poor, just say that he is almost 40 years old, how do you know if he has Wife?"

Song Zhen curled his lips and said, "I'm just chatting with the handsome guy, what are you thinking about?"

Liu Ruonan: "I just want to remind you for the sake of our comrades-in-arms, Wu Yanzu's talent is poor and he is old, just look at it, don't think too much."

"Cut, what's the use of being strong, no matter how strong you are, can you beat the demons and gods?" Song Zhen said, "I just want to find someone who is handsome, and nothing else matters. Anyway, we don't care when we die. I don’t know, maybe you will die tomorrow, or I will die, why do you think so much?”

Liu Ruonan sighed when he heard the words, Qin Tian's team was defeated this time, and 8 of the 11 players died before they were recruited to make up for it.

On the Heavenly Demon battlefield, there is indeed the danger of death at any time. Even those monks in the fifth and sixth realms dare not say that they are sure to be safe.

Song Zhen turned his head and looked at another female monk who hadn't spoken all this time: "Miao Xian, what do you think of Wu Yanzu's appearance? Isn't he very handsome?"

The one called Miao Xian was a slightly shorter girl, and she was really the girl who had sneaked a few glances at Zhou Bai when she was in the team. When Song Zhen asked her, she nodded in embarrassment: "It's pretty pretty."

"I'll just say it." Song Zhen said: "You all cover him up tomorrow, don't let him die on the first day on the battlefield."

Liu Ruonan turned around and said, "Hmph, we can't guarantee that we will be alive, so who else can we take care of?" She paused, and then said, "Go to bed early, some of you will be tired later."

Song Zhen also lay on the bed, and suddenly sighed: "Next time I'm on vacation, I want to go back to Nanshan City. I haven't been back for a long time. Liu Ruonan, you can go back with me when the time comes."

Liu Ruonan: "Yes."

...

On the other side, after Song Zhen left, Zhou Bai stopped chatting with Qian Wangsun, and directly focused on his chest.

At this time, a round, about the size of a thumb, crystal clear sphere is exuding a dark golden light.

It is the only remaining Dharma relic in Hokkaido school.

At this moment, Zhou Bai used a special method of sacrificial refining to communicate with the Dharma Saint's relic with his primordial power, constantly prying the pure power in it.

Accompanied by traces of incomparably pure power pouring into the sea of ​​consciousness along Zhou Bai's primordial power, and merging into the natural disaster primordial spirit, Zhou Bai could sense that his primordial power was growing bit by bit, and the growth rate was faster than his In the past, it was even faster to practice with face pressure.

During this period of time waiting in Beihai City, he didn't do nothing. Every night he went out to catch the traitor, harvested some luck, and used it as merit to enhance the potential of his primordial spirit.

Coupled with the sacrificial training of the Dharma Saint Relic, the speed of his primordial power cultivation is not slow.

Today, his primordial power has reached 4082 points, and the maximum value of his primordial power is now 4098 points.

The natural calamity primordial spirit was constantly absorbing the power in the Dharma Saint's relic, and Zhou Bai could clearly sense that as he absorbed it like this, the power in the Dharma's relic was also weakening bit by bit.

'The principal is right, I am afraid that when I increase my primordial power to 7999, the power of the Fa Sheng relic will be exhausted. '

With the power pouring into the primordial spirit, the natural disaster primordial spirit became stronger and stronger, and soon Zhou Bai found that his primordial spirit power had increased by 1 point again, reaching 4083 points.

At this moment, there was a noise. Zhou Bai opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the gate of the stronghold. He saw five soldiers rushing in. They were covered in blood, and they were carrying four other critically injured monks.

"Doctor! Where's the doctor!"

"Xiao Dong! Hold on! You are not allowed to die!"

Then I saw that some of the soldiers who were being carried were breathing weakly and looked listless, some were yelling like crazy, and some had closed their eyes and passed out completely.

Zhou Bai and Qian Wangsun looked at the bleeding and tears of the soldiers, saw the medical personnel rushing over and sent the wounded away, and saw one of them lying on the ground, the doctor shook his head beside him: "He has... ...sacrificed."

Several soldiers hugged the sacrificed comrades with tears in their eyes, and the doctor persuaded him: "Your injuries are also very serious, go to the hospital quickly."

One of them suddenly roared, and the dark primordial power surged from him, his mouth opened wider and wider, the corners of his mouth seemed to be split open, long fangs burst out, and the whole person immediately began to deform.

"careful!"

"He's deformed!"

"Stand back!"

Several wounded looked at the distorted comrades with grief and indignation, one of them with a beard roared, stretched out his hand and pulled the long knife behind his back in his hand.

Another wounded man with a broken hand shouted, "Captain, that's Ah Hao!"

"If it is distorted, there is no turning back." Tears kept flowing from the eyes of the bearded man: "You understand! Killing him is good for him."

Even though he said so, but looking at the constantly deformed comrades in front of him, the palm of the big man holding the knife kept shaking, but he was still unable to make a move.

At this moment, a flash of sword light flashed, the head of the deformed body soared into the sky, and the body fell limply to the ground.

Several soldiers who saw this scene loosened their bodies and fell to their knees on the ground.

The bearded man looked at Zhou Bai who made the shot, and said with red eyes, "Thank you, brother, you did what I should do."

Zhou Bai shook his head: "Hurry up and get some rest and treatment, don't let another accident happen."

The bearded man nodded towards Zhou Bai: "Brother, my name is Lin Changqing, what's your name?"

Zhou Bai: "Wu Yanzu."

The bearded man nodded, turned and left.

Watching the comrades with the beard helping him away, Zhou Bai and Qian Wangsun looked at each other, with haze in their eyes.

"This is the battlefield that humans have to face." Qin Tian did not know when he appeared behind the two of them, and said slowly: "We have to fight against endless sky demons, and to fight with comrades who may be deformed at any time. In an environment where people are directly exposed to the inspiration of wild pollution, they must fight against the distortion of the way of heaven.

Every minute, every second, we have the possibility of sacrifice. This is probably the worst battlefield that mankind has ever experienced in history. "