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

After all, men are naturally more suitable for tasks such as wild reconnaissance than women.

A girl named Liu Ruonan with a shaved head and like a boy, looked at Song Zhen and said, "You are going to chat with that Daniel Wu?"

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

Liu Ruonan snorted: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, that Daniel Wu is almost 40 years old. Not to mention that he is only at the third level of level at 40 and has poor cultivation talent, just say that he is almost 40 years old. How do you know if he has a wife?"

Song Zhen curled his lips and said, "I'm just chatting with handsome guys. What are you thinking about?"

Liu Ruonan: "I just remind you that for the sake of our comrades-in-arms, Daniel Wu is a poor talent and old man, just look at it, don't think too much."

"Tsk, what's the use of being strong? Can you beat the demons or the immortals?" Song Zhen said: "I just want to find someone who is handsome, it doesn't matter what else. Anyway, we don't know when we die. Maybe you will die tomorrow, or I will die. Why do you want to do so much?"

Liu Ruonan sighed when she heard this. This time, Qin Tian’s team was defeated. Eight of 11 team members were killed before they could get people to make up for it.

On the battlefield of the demons, there is indeed danger of death at any time. Even those cultivators at the fifth level and sixth level dare not say that they must be safe.

Song Zhen turned his head and looked at another female monk who had not spoken: "Miao Xian, what do you think Daniel Wu looks like? Are you particularly handsome?"

The girl who is called Miao Xian is a slightly shorter girl. She is also the girl who secretly looked at Zhou Bai several times during the team just now. When she heard Song Zhen’s question, she nodded awkwardly: “It’s quite beautiful.”

"I'll just say it." Song Zhen said: "You will cover him tomorrow, don't let him die if he goes to the battlefield the first day."

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

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

Liu Ruonan: "Yes."

...

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

At this time, a round orb was about the size of a thumb, and the crystal clear sphere was emitting a dark golden light.

It is the only remaining Dharma Saint relics in Hokkaido School.

At this moment, Zhou Bai used a special sacrificial method to communicate with the Dharma Saint Relics with his soul, constantly leveraging the pure power in it.

Accompanied by strands, an extremely pure power poured into the sea of ​​consciousness along Zhou Bai's soul power and merged into the natural disaster soul. Zhou Bai could sense that his soul power was growing little by little, and the growth rate was faster than he had practiced with beauty pressure in the past.

During this period of time, he did nothing. Every night he had to go out to catch traitors and harvest some luck to improve his soul's potential.

In addition, the sacrifice and refining of the Dharma Saint relics made his spiritual power not slow to practice.

By today, his soul power has reached 4082 points, and the maximum value of his soul power is now 4098 points.

The natural disaster soul constantly absorbed the power in the Dharma Saint relics, and Zhou Bai could also clearly sense that with his absorption, the power in the Dharma Saint relics was also weakening slightly.

‘The principal is right. I am afraid that when I increase my soul power to 7999, the power of the Dharma Saint relics will be exhausted.’

As the power poured into the soul, the natural disaster soul became stronger and stronger. Soon Zhou Bai found that his soul power had increased by 1 point again, reaching 4083 points.

At this moment, the noise came. Zhou Bai opened his eyes and looked towards the gate of the stronghold. He saw five soldiers rushing in. They were covered in blood and holding four other seriously injured monks on their bodies.

"Doctor! Where is the doctor!"

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

I saw that some of the soldiers who were being held breathed weakly and looked listless, some shouted like crazy, and some had closed their eyes and fell into a coma.

Zhou Bai and Qian Wangsun looked at the bloody and tears of several soldiers, watched the medical staff rush over and sent the wounded away. Seeing one of them lying on the ground, the doctor shook his head: "He has... sacrificed."

Several soldiers held their comrades who died in tears. The doctor persuaded him, "Your injuries are also very serious, go and treat them quickly."

One of them suddenly roared, and the dark soul power surged from him. His mouth became wider and wider, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be about to crack, and his long fangs surged out, and his whole person began to distort directly.

"careful!"

"He's distorted!"

"Back back!"

Several wounded men looked at their distorted comrades with grief and anger. One of them roared, reached out and tugged, and had already pulled the long knife behind him 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 out of the bearded man's eyes: "You know! Killing him is good to him."

Although he said that, looking at the constantly distorted comrades in front of him, the big man's palm holding the knife trembled constantly, but he could not take action.

At this moment, a sword light flashed, the distorted head soared into the sky, and the body fell softly to the ground.

Several soldiers who saw this scene relaxed their bodies and fell to the ground.

The bearded man looked at Zhou Bai who was attacking, and his eyes were red and said, "Thank you, brother, you did what I should do."

Zhou Bai shook his head: "You guys go to rest and treat quickly, don't have any trouble again."

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

Zhou Bai: "Danzu Wu."

The bearded man nodded and turned around and left.

Seeing the bearded man helping his comrades away, Zhou Bai and Qian Wangsun looked at each other, with haze left in their eyes.

"This is the battlefield that humans have to face." Qin Tian appeared behind the two of them at some time and said slowly: "We must fight against endless demons, fight with comrades who may distort at any time, and directly contact the inspiration of pollution in the wild under this high-pressure environment, and fight against the distortion of the way of heaven.
Chapter completed!