This camp was only one of hundreds of camps in the Blood River, and all but one of the hundred-square-meter huts built haphazardly made of wood were all tents of various sizes.

Although the Blood River Department only has a few hundred combatants, the Reserve, Intelligence, and Logistics Department are extremely many. These members, who are not combatants, are among the best in other armies.

There are rolling mountains next to the camp, and there are many monsters in it, which is a temporary camp used by the Blood River Ministry to cultivate reserves, as long as the Blood River Department is willing, it can move away at any time without leaving the slightest trace.

The door of the wooden house was open, and a figure turned his back to the door, and a cluster of lights flickered in the center, pulling his shadow to a huge size, like a demon god looking down on the world.

His aura was as ethereal as the wind, permeating the wooden house. Even if it is not strong, it gives people a great sense of oppression and stability, as if as long as he is around, even if the sky falls, there is no need to worry.

"Minister, we have just lost a brother in our ranks, and I want to bring me back to join my ranks, and I don't have to pick from the reserves. Blood Eleven's voice came from far and near.

"It's not in accordance with the rules. The mellow male voice echoed, word by word rapid but clear.

"The thirteenth team recruited personnel from outside. "Blood Eleven was a little aggrieved.

"You're not like them. ”

Blood Eleven fiddled with the corners of her clothes like a little girl beside the minister and stopped talking, of course she knew what was different about her, just because her surname was Nangong, so she had to act more according to the rules?

If Nangong Fan saw the posture of Blood Eleven's youngest daughter, he would probably be startled, this woman who is as cold as a machine actually has such a side?

The minister walked to the door of the wooden house, did not use a mask to cover his face, his face was resolute, revealing iron and blood, and the two strands of gorgeous hair fluttered in the wind in his ears, and brought a touch of elegance. He is also extremely old, but he can't see the slightest old age from his spirit, like a fierce lion, ready to choose someone to devour.

The minister glanced at Nangong Fan's tent slightly, "When I returned to the camp, I began to sleep with my head down, how can I look like a soldier? ”

"Yes. The shadow behind the minister slowly squirmed, and a respectful voice rang out.

Blood Eleven was furious behind the minister, stomped his foot hard, snorted softly at the minister, and turned in the direction of his own team.

The minister shook his head, "Blood Shadow, has this little guy investigated clearly?"

"The descendants of the Hei family of Earth Dragon City, the son of Hei Yuqing, Kurosawa. "The voice was slow and emotionless.

"Kuroba Kiyoshi ...... Why is there such a father who has escaped from the earth? The minister asked softly, the name Hei Yuqing has recently caused a storm in the upper echelons of the Galactic Alliance.

To smash the three families of Dragon City with his own strength, this kind of strength can be called the strongest in the Nether.

"He left when Dragon City was locked down, and he probably doesn't know that the Black Family is okay yet. He changed his name invisibly and changed his appearance, probably thinking that the black family was over. He lost contact with the passenger ship on which he came to the Galactic Star, and interrogating him might lead to some information. ”

"Interrogation?, although we are not afraid of Hei Yuqing, I also don't want that perverted guy of Hei Yuqing to come to us with his dark part of the sea of stars. The minister shook his head slightly, feeling a slight headache, feeling that Blood Eleven had picked up an ancestor who was not easy to arrange.

"Drip, drip, drip. A crisp voice sounded in his ears, and the minister bowed his head slightly, looking at the blood-colored beads neatly tied on his wrists, and his spiritual sense spread out and thought slightly. "Blood Shadow, what did you say about Zi Niu Xing, who arranged him to ask for help recently?"

"Yes. ”

......

When Nangong Fan woke up, it was late at night, and the entire camp was silent.

Nangong Fan looked up at the vast starry sky through the gap in the tent.

Slightly concentrating, he could hear the sound of the hot training of the reserve in the distance.

He seemed to be more perceptive, and everything in the world seemed to be completely different to him. In the sea of knowledge, the blue soul phantom seems to have condensed a lot.

Nangong Fan was slightly silent, and his thoughts were scattered, much farther than the range that he could sweep before, and he could vaguely sense the reserve team members who were still crawling and rolling in the mud kilometers away.

Nangong Fan's mind moved slightly, and his divine thoughts went towards the sky, sweeping all the ethereal heaven and earth aura within the range he could sense, turning into a huge fist at a height thousands of meters above the ground, and blasting towards the sky.

Nangong Fan's divine thoughts sensed a touch of spiritual sense probing, and immediately withdrew his divine thoughts, and the huge fist that was completely transformed by spiritual energy immediately disappeared with the wind, without causing even the slightest movement.

Nangong Fan turned his head to look at the blood demon who was sitting lazily on his shoulder, "Why did my divine power suddenly increase so much?"

The blood demon glanced at him and pouted, "Use the Reincarnation Heavenly Skill." ”

Nangong Fan was stunned for a moment, thinking back to the strange six-character Buddha sound imprinted in the depths of his soul when he was by his master's side, his face couldn't help but be solemn, and he muttered out word by word with a solemn face.

"Hmmm ”

A mysterious, strange aura instantly permeated the tent.

An illusory figure could be vaguely seen holding an illusory white flower, exuding a strange aura.

There is a dragon chanting, and the fragrance of flowers is permeating.

Kurosawa and the moment of smoke, two reincarnation seals!

Nangong Fan stared at the picture that seemed to be in another dimension, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling incredulous, "Instant Yanhua?"

The Blood Demon nodded lazily.

Nangong Fan's eyes were full of thought, when he studied under the master's seat, "Reincarnation Heavenly Gong" almost ran through his entire childhood, and it was also the most familiar exercise for Nangong Fan, all of this in front of him was beyond the scope of knowledge he could understand, "It stands to reason that the next reincarnation seal cannot be condensed when the first reincarnation seal has not reached the minor consummation." ”

"There are so many things in this world that you can't understand for the time being, why do you want so much? You just need to know that you have received great benefits. The blood demon smiled, and his face was ruddy again, and he looked a lot more energetic.

Nangong Fan pursed his lips lightly, the miracle of "Reincarnation Heavenly Gong" is indeed not something he can explore now, he simply stopped thinking about it, looked up at the beautiful starry sky that shimmered with light, couldn't help clenching his fists, and whispered softly, "The earth is waiting for me Nangong Fan, and I will kill it back soon." ”

......

The minister stood in front of a wide tent with a thoughtful face, "Who is that Martial Emperor cultivator's strange cultivator?"

After a while, the minister's eyes looked strangely in the direction where Nangong Fan's tent was, "The madman of the three cultivators?"

There was another sound echoing in his ears, and the minister's gaze gradually became more solemn, "The war is about to start again......

There will be an unknown number of hot-blooded men caught in the quagmire of war and blood spilled on the battlefield.

He kept muttering, transmitting his commands to the communicator.

"All the members of the combat team who did not have a mission heard the order and went to the Brute Bull Star to assist the military headquarters in the fight against the orc army. The firing group is working at full strength to figure out why the Celestial Bull has suddenly started such a huge war. ”

......

As soon as the sky was bright, Nangong Fan opened his eyes from meditating on his knees. The divine light in his eyes floated, and with the increase in divine power brought by the second reincarnation seal, the range of heaven and earth aura that he could absorb was stronger, and his absorption speed, which was already extremely fast, increased by a few points.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but smack his lips, "It's good to have a god to cultivate the exercises." ”

Now that he is practicing the physical cultivation of the "Beast Transformation Technique", the spiritual power of the "Qinglian Sword Codex", and the comprehension of the law and the meaning of the Tao "Reincarnation Heavenly Gong", he is short of an excellent divine cultivation method.

The powerful divine power does not have many offensive means now, only superficial left and right, and can basically only play a supporting role.

Of course, Nangong Fan is just thinking about it, he is greedy and chews too much, and the double cultivation consumes him a lot of energy, and the third cultivation is really as the minister said, he is an out-and-out madman. Most of them only major in one method. Only those who have reached the bottleneck and cannot break through will choose to cultivate a side course, so as to break through the bypass.

"Nangong Fan, are you there?"

Nangong Fan was slightly stunned, he was not used to the life of the military camp, and he had not yet formed a directional reaction to these. After reacting, he hurriedly called "in...... In, in!" side quickly got out of the tent.

There was already a figure standing in front of the tent, and the blood-colored mask was completely different from the captain and team members that Nangong Fan had seen.

The look that shot out of the gap in the pupils reserved by his mask revealed a hint of dissatisfaction, but he didn't say anything more, turned and walked towards the cabin in the center of the camp, "Follow me, the minister is looking for you." ”

Nangong Fan was slightly stunned, nodded, and hurriedly followed behind him.

Nangong Fan followed the figure into the unsuspecting wooden house, and when he stepped into the wooden house, he sensed several powerful and incomparable spiritual senses sweeping over his body unscrupulously, and then quickly retreated.

A tall and thin figure stood in the middle of the wooden house with his back to the door, two handfuls of white hair fluttering gently in his ears, and a majestic momentum emanated from him, permeating the wooden house.

Nangong Fan looked at his back, his eyes couldn't help but stare at him, and a storm broke in his heart.

With the blessing of the momentary smoke, he was extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of space, and faintly felt that this heaven and earth were rejecting the person in front of him, as if this person could break the void and fly to the upper realm at any time.

This is the strongest person in the Starry Sky Realm that Nangong Fan has ever seen now!

A powerhouse at the pinnacle of this realm who can soar at any time, and a person who can follow the people who come down from the upper realm to wrestle his wrist in this realm.

The person who came with Nangong Fan bowed slightly to his back, and exited the wooden house without looking back.

The whole wooden house was covered in silence.

"Should I call you Nangong Fan, or should I call you Kurosawa?" The voice seemed to float from the sky, ethereal, but with boundless majesty enveloping the entire wooden house.

Nangong Fan's eyes shrank, cold sweat couldn't help seeping out, soaked in clothes, his body was tense, ready to flee at any time.

Facing the figure in front of him with his back to him, he didn't even dare to raise the mind of a battle. He didn't even dare to act rashly, lest he cause unnecessary misunderstandings and suffer a thunderous blow from the person in front of him, and he didn't have the slightest confidence that he would be able to follow.