One day, two days......

In the blink of an eye, another half a month passed between the fingers.

In the inconspicuous deep cave of the Death Star, there is a curled body in the center, and if it weren't for the slight fluctuation of the heart, everyone would think of it as a sea of consciousness that has not yet decayed.

The faint sound of breathing and heartbeat filled the room, like a fierce beast hibernating.

This is exactly Nangong Fan who uses the turtle breath technique to reduce his own loss, which can also be regarded as an alternative precipitation.

With no resources and no precipitation, a breakthrough is already a luxury, so he waits for the so-called reaper, and waits for himself to calm down perfectly to find an opportunity for a breakthrough.

On this day, his motionless body suddenly trembled twice, his eyes opened violently, and the essence flashed.

In the scope of spiritual consciousness, there is a figure that is quickly searching on the surface of the planet.

The fish is about to take the bait, but I don't know if he, the person who has been patiently waiting for a month, is the hunter or the prey in the eyes of the hunter.

Nangong Fan rushed out of the hole, like a fierce snake out of the hole, moving quickly, but without the slightest sound, for fear of startling away the prey that reached his mouth.

Nangong Fan quickly followed behind the reaper in the sense like a ghost, and he didn't know if that person had lost his most basic vigilance without accidents for a long time, or how, he didn't attract the slightest attention from that person.

Nangong Fan was carefully observing and calculating the speed of the reaper as the first step to calculate his strength, although with his current divine power, he could directly enter that person's body to sense his current strength.

But after all, I am afraid that the strength of that person is not weak, and he reacted in an instant, or fled directly and escaped with a spaceship. Or this person's strength directly backs on him, which is self-defeating.

There is only one chance, so he can't be careless.

After all, his use of divine power is still too crude, and it is extremely necessary to develop a book of divine cultivation exercises in the future, so as not to have nowhere to start like now.

Nangong Fan is like an experienced hunter, he is not in a hurry to hunt, but observes the performance of the prey, and prescribes the right medicine, only seeking to make a contribution with one blow, and does not give the prey extra time to react.

"Looking at the speed at which he is moving, only the Martial Emperor cultivates, even if there is something hidden, it should be within the scope of being solved. Nangong Fan squinted his eyes and looked at the figure in front of him who was shrouded in black robes and quickly scavenged the surface material of the planet.

From a distance, the head shrouded in black robe was facing away from him, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a human or an orc, in fact, the gap between the two races was not as huge as imagined.

Many human races also have demon beast bloodlines in their bodies, but one race is biased towards humans and one race is biased towards beasts. I can't tell if it's good or bad, the orcs with the beast physique in the early stage of cultivation are superior, and the intelligence and understanding of the human race are naturally more important in the later stage.

The black-robed man was getting closer and closer to the location of the largest meteorite that Nangong Fan had discovered recently, and Nangong Fan was getting closer and closer to him.

The black-robed man obviously had a lot of experience in searching for the Death Star, and as soon as he arrived at the newly formed crater, he knew that he had encountered something good, and he couldn't help but speed up a little.

Nangong Fan's speed also accelerated, and his divine power enveloped his body, under his control, his body flickered without any extra sound, and he did not step on the ground to avoid any possibility of early exposure.

The black-robed man suddenly came to the center of the crater, squatted down, and gently stroked the soft soil on the ground to both sides, the meteorite brought not necessarily precious minerals such as meteoric iron, maybe there were even rarer and more fragile spirit grasses, the black shadow moved carefully, and put all his mind on it.

It's just that he had just dug out a piece of silver irregular crystal, and before he could take it out, his mind sank violently, and a huge force came from the back of his head, and the whole person fell to the ground, slumping to the ground.

Nangong Fan's figure appeared next to his fallen body, shaking his head slightly, it was really boring and a little proud, he was cautious for a long time, and he was stunned with one blow.

Nangong Fan didn't want to think about him as a person with martial saint combat power, and he was deliberately targeting a martial emperor who didn't expect that there was someone on the death star at all and was very lax and didn't have the spiritual sense to scan the surroundings, and if he didn't make a meritorious service with one blow, he would have to use tofu to kill his head.

Nangong Fan squatted down and lifted the place where the black robe of the fallen person covered his head.

This black robe seems to be light and thin, and the feel is a little stronger than that of the Blood River Clothes, and it should not be something that ordinary forces can make.

Also, if there is this one reaper, there may be a second and a third. How can the forces that can harvest resources like this in the sea of stars not have a few brushes?

These were all expected by Nangong Fan, but what he never expected was that what he took off was not covered by the hideous beast head he imagined, the eyelashes that trembled gently even if he closed his eyes, and the slightly delicate face, which was so pure that it could not be more pure.

Nangong Fan's pupils froze, he couldn't believe his eyes, he touched and pulled east and west on this person's face, there was no trace of magic or spiritual weapons, and he couldn't help rubbing his chin slightly, "It's really a human race?"

In the starry sky under the command of the orcs, the terrans have no so-called human rights at all, at least in the information of the Blood River Department, I have not seen any Terran forces in this galaxy, and there are only a few remote planets, but from time to time there will be some Terran rebels, but they only give the orcs a little fun, and they will be ruthlessly extinguished at any time.

In this galaxy where physical cultivation is respected and spiritual cultivation has almost no way out, what does the human race use to compare the physical quality with the orc race?

Due to various reasons for galaxies and heavenly daos, this galaxy is not a fertile ground for the growth of the human race at all.

Seeing a Martial Emperor cultivating a human race in this galaxy, no matter what, there is a sense of disobedience.

Nangong Fan was thinking about whether the human race in front of him was the second dog who worked for the orc race, or whether the human race had a surviving hidden power in this starry sky.

If it is the former, even the two dogs have the cultivation of the Martial Emperor, and the strength of this force itself can be imagined. If it was the latter, maybe he wouldn't be lonely in this galaxy. Nangong Fan didn't mind doing something for the Terran forces struggling to survive here.

Nangong Fan's eyebrows surged, although he did not have the practice of cultivating divine power, it was more than enough to use divine power to do some basic effects. The divine power surged, and the invisible divine power rippled through the void, like a sharp needle piercing the eyebrows of the man who fell to the ground.

The man opened his hazy eyes with a murmur, his face full of confusion, and stared directly at the dark sea of stars above his head, "Hmm, why did I faint?"

"Ahem. Nangong Fan withdrew his divine power, and couldn't help but stumble, how could there be such a stupid and cute guy in this world?

"Huh?" the man finally remembered that when he was harvesting the meteoric silver, he was knocked unconscious by a huge force, and immediately became nervous, his lying body struggling wildly without anyone suppressing him, "Where are you sacred?"

Nangong Fan watched the man get up from the ground with his hands and feet, looking at him with a worried face, and then he said slowly, "Are you a second dog?"

"You're the second dog! Your whole family is the second dog. I am a member of the great Yinhu. Who are you sacred?" the man said that Yinhu had a more sacred color in his eyes, Yinhu was not like an organization, but like a noble belief that he relied on to survive.

"Yinhu?" Nangong Fan chewed these two words lightly in his mouth, and the more he read them, the more he felt that these two words had a strange demonic nature.

Nangong Fan's eyes were full of contemplation, the word "Yin" had been told to him many times, and it seemed to have a peculiar meaning in the era when the human race was born?

"Fan'er, Zi Chou Yin Mao Chen Si Wu did not apply for Youxuhai, but not only the ancient times, every word to trace the ancient, but also can represent a kind of Tao, but unfortunately now people do not like to use this statement to represent the time ......" The old man has grief in his eyes, as if he is grieving, and now people will abandon all the essence left by their ancestors for a momentary convenience.

Nangong Fan was slightly trance-conscious, and his mind recalled the words of his master. The first time I read it, it felt like an orc race, but the second time I read it, I felt like a person with a deep cultural background, showing him an ancient picture.

Nangong Fan had a strong interest in this organization, "I am from the galaxy, and I accidentally ended up here. ”

"Milky Way?" The man obviously rarely talked to outsiders, and when he saw a fellow human race, he didn't even think about why this person in front of him would knock him unconscious, and when he heard that Nangong Fan was from the Milky Way, his eyes showed endless longing.

"Yes, the Milky Way. Nangong Fan's divine power has been sparing no effort to test the sea of knowledge that the man in front of him is defenseless to him, and he has not noticed the slightest fluctuation, obviously the man does not have even the slightest malice at this moment, and is full of sincerity towards him.

I don't know if I sell him, will I help myself count the spirit stones? How many spirit stones can a twenty-year-old martial saint sell? Nangong Fan's heart is full of evil taste.

He had forgotten that this guy who could also possess spiritual power in the orc galaxy was by no means as simple as he had imagined.

"I heard that the galaxy is the origin of the human race, and there are many human races there, right?" The man's eyes were full of longing, how good would it be if he was born in the galaxy, then there would be no miserable past, but there would be no encounter with the holy lord who was regarded as a god. The man became tangled again.

He is a simple person who can't hide things from his face or eyes.

Nangong Fan felt pity in his heart and nodded slightly.

"I heard that the human race there is not bullied by the orcs, and they can live and work in peace, right?"

Nangong Fan hesitated slightly, it was quite right not to be bullied by the orc clan, and it was not necessarily possible to live and work in peace and contentment!

"I heard that there are many sects there, and there are a lot of interesting things, including rock sugar gourds and ......."

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, and he continued to nod helplessly, did he, a hunter, work hard to catch a prey for him to enjoy, or did he find a curious baby with a hundred thousand whys hidden in his heart?

"You can follow me to see Lord Yinhu!" The man's face flushed slightly, and he seemed to understand that he had a lot of problems, and he was a little stupid, so he couldn't help but change the topic, and when he talked about Lord Yinhu, he hesitated for a long time, and finally held back his words, "He is definitely the greatest person in the world." ”

Nangong Fan nodded, "Okay." ”

I don't know what kind of sacredness is Lord Yinhu, who can make this simple person say "the greatest man"?