Nangong Fan drank the black blood in the jade bottle in his hand in one gulp.

The blood is hot, straight into the heart, all the way through, a fire.

The blood is extremely spiritual, like a tiny black bear, using Nangong Fan's body as a battlefield, roaring and roaring, making senseless resistance.

He sensed a mortal crisis, and if he did not resist, he would become a cloud of smoke and smoke, and the nourishment for the growth of this hateful man who had deprived him of it.

The beastly nature of the black bear turned into blood does not change, and it makes a rapid impact.

Nangong Fan only felt that the river and the sea were turned in his body, and a drop of spirit beast essence blood made him unbearable, and he didn't know how the ancients fused thousands of essence blood into one body and smelted it into a supreme bloodline that belonged to him.

Spiritual power surged in his body, like an orderly soldier encircling and suppressing the enemy in front of him.

Wave after wave, like stormy waves, endless.

If you don't achieve your goal, you won't give up!

Nangong Fan closed his pupils tightly, his body meditating cross-legged, rising and falling slightly, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, his own body, how could he allow you, a foreign thing, to show off his might?

The spiritual power is even more turbulent, one after the other, unstoppable.

The qi was pervasive, the skin membrane was looming, and the body seemed to have turned into a huge furnace, trying to trap the blood of the bear fairy in it and refine it.

Even if the bear demon could shatter countless spiritual powers with every impact, it was steadily stepping towards the place he wanted to conquer step by step.

But after all, he was powerless, every step became more and more difficult, he roared angrily, and he was unwilling to be the nourishment of others.

He was drowned in a sea of spiritual power and qi.

The ups and downs of Nangong Fan's body slowly converged, and he was suspended above the ground, but also fell into the ground, and even fell deep into the soft black sand.

The whole person became dead silent, and there was no breath out.

The tranquility on the outside does not mean that the inner turmoil is calm, and it subdues the residual spiritual essence and blood.

Dark-brown blood juice flowed into the boiling blood, heading to the place the bear demon had wanted to conquer.

It's just that now he is stepping into that pure land as a prisoner.

The heart is like a giant beast with its mouth open, not rejecting this uninvited guest, and even revealing a feeling of unfinished business.

The whole heart beats slowly, as if digesting the essence of it.

There's something special in the heart.

If you compare the whole heart to a piece of earth, the crippled blue-blooded old god is entrenched in the center, ignoring everything around him, just indifferently watching everything that happens in front of him.

The brownish-golden blood was endless, revealing a wildness, like a natural warrior, wanting to compete with the Heavenly Princess, avoiding the blue blood occupying all the remaining land in the center.

The red-blue blood will bring a rolling heat wave, and then turn into frost, distributed all around, and the blood beads splattered out like fireballs, showing their unique style.

The black essence blood was coiled on the edge, and from time to time the sound of a dragon's groan resounded, as if it was eyeing the middle territory but did not dare to act rashly.

Beads of black-brown blood gradually formed at the edge of the heart, like a giant bear beating its chest, monstrous and angry, but here it was like an angry little daughter-in-law with a resentful aura.

If the bear's blood still had a spirit, he would definitely sigh.

Nima, what the hell is this place? As a spirit beast, he doesn't even seem to be able to get a piece of territory? You are fortunate to have worked hard to refine me, that's what you did to me?

The sky has no eyes!

The powerful beating of the heart brought waves to this world.

The bear's blood slowly overflowed and its breath blended into this beat, showing its own style.

Nangong Fan seemed to have the giant bear who could easily control the earth in his heart, gravity was like a toy in his hand, and the pulse of the earth followed his breathing.

The heart beats wildly and powerfully, as if it has become the core of this lifeless planet, and his beating is like the earth moving.

The furious breath gushed out, blessed the soul, the eyes opened violently, the ground trembled, a loud roar came out of the mouth, the sand rolled, swept away in the wind and waves towards the empty clearing ahead.

His hand became thicker, his breathing increased, and a punch swung forward, gushing out, and a faint shadow of a giant bear appeared, merging with Nangong Fan's body, and with the strength of the fist, accompanied by the pulse of the earth, it exploded out.

The piercing sound of air explosions and the sound of the earth, the earth condensed on the fist, dancing with the fist, singing with the rhythm of the earth.

Black-brown cracks emerge on the edge of the fist, gravity and suction rubbing against each other, bringing a monstrous force.

The fist slammed straight into the air, and an explosion reverberated through the void.

This punch is comparable to using a sword trick with all his might.

This punch, the law is condensed on it, although the power is still less than the legend of the middle stage, but it is not far behind, and the charm of it will be even higher.

Nangong Fan punched out, and subconsciously slapped it on his chest with all his strength, and circles of brown mangs rippled between the beats.

Nangong Fan looked up to the sky and roared again, the sound was rolling, and the momentum was monstrous.

The aura on his body also climbed sharply.

The bones are harder and the flesh is firmer.

The power was shattered with the refining of essence and blood, and even the barrier at the peak of the skin membrane was torn open a small opening.

Physical cultivation is easy to get started, and the resources needed in the early stage are not very many.

The stimulation of essence blood, coupled with the effect of "Turning Beast Recipe" on essence blood, the threshold of Emperor Wu was broken in an instant.

Nangong Fan's momentum slowly retracted, and he looked at Chen Ming, who was looking at him with his knees crossed.

"Let's go, let's go back to the galaxy!" Nangong Fan's voice was full of confidence this time.

He couldn't wait to get back to the galaxy and go to Metroidvania, where someone was waiting for him.

If there is another breakthrough, he will return to Earth and set off on his journey of revenge.

Then soar to see the wider world and solve the mystery of your own origins.

......

Nangong Fan stood in the sea of stars, looking at a small black planet in the distance.

Nangong Fan knew that the planet was actually very big.

It's called "Bull Star".

Now it has attracted the attention of many human races and orcs.

The war is still going on, and it is even bigger than when Nangong Fan left here.

The orcs went crazy and rushed towards the Terran position like crazy.

Such a picture, such a huge war, has not happened in nearly 500 years.

Although the top management of the Galactic Alliance was confused, they also had to fight, who knows if the orcs want to recover the once lost Brute Bull Star, or do they want to drive straight into the hinterland?

No one dares to take such a risk.

The Orc Clan's continuous investment in combat power also forced the Galactic Alliance to ask for help from the end of the Dynasty that was suppressed by them, and even the neighbor Tianhe System, which was also a Terran galaxy where wars broke out from time to time.

If you don't come, I won't fight this battle in the Galactic Alliance, and the Heavenly Bull Department loves it.

The most powerful forces of the Terrans in this region have joined forces in a rare way.

But the white light curtain of that territory still retracted in the direction of the Milky Way, layer by layer.

Gathering the strength of the three can't stop it.

The rules of this nether realm seem to be deliberately restraining the human race, the most fundamental thing for the human race is the spiritual power in the body, and ordinary spiritual cultivation will be suppressed in the territory of the orc race, and the strength of the body will be reduced by ninety percent, how to cross the galaxy barrier to fight?

However, the physical cultivation entered the territory of the human race, but it did not have the slightest effect. This also leads to the fact that the Terrans are basically on the defensive side when fighting with the adjacent galaxy.

Also, if the Terrans could not be affected in the slightest in the territory of the Orc Race and even the Demon Race, this Nether Realm would have already been shattered by the Terrans with various conspiracies and conspiracy, and it would not be as clear as it is now.

The early orcs and demons were still too far from playing tricks with the human race.

Nangong Bufan's strong rise made the human race see the hope of no longer shrinking, but he didn't expect that it was the last glory of the human race.

If it weren't for the Celestial Bull System, which was also at war with other galaxies on all sides, and had not concentrated its firepower on attacking the Milky Way, the Milky Way would have fallen long ago.

But fortunately, the human race is still far ahead in terms of intelligence, and can use methods such as formations, pseudo-wars, and fortresses to make up for its own disadvantages and expand its advantages.

Nangong Fan couldn't really see the battle situation of the Barbarian Star at this time in the sea of stars, but when he saw the tiny black dots on the surface of the planet that were as dense as ants, he also knew in his heart that the current battle situation had already escalated, and maybe the legends of the strong people would start to fight.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly at Niu Qingdao's charm, which made so many orcs rush desperately like moths to a fire just to see him.

Nangong Fan feels very ridiculous every time he thinks of this, is this world too crazy, or is he unable to keep up with the pace of the times?

Nangong Fan is not in a hurry, on the battlefield, he is encircled, even if he is ten times stronger, he has to be planted there, he has to find a good time, find the easiest route to penetrate, and there is no room for the slightest mistake.

Even if supplies from the orc clan passed by not far from Nangong Fan, Nangong Fan let go of this continuous skeleton spaceship as if he hadn't seen it at all.

After more than a month of traveling here, Nangong Fan already knew that everything in the Heavenly Bull System was now running at full speed, opening the way for this war. Some of the roads leading to the Wild Bull Star are even more legendary, and there are legends of strong people sitting along the way.

The orcs will not allow even the slightest slip in this war.

The Qingtian Divine Cow is not only their totem, it is also the origin of their martial arts, once again there is the breath of the Qingtian Divine Cow, if they see the body of the Qingtian Divine Cow with Taoist rhyme again, what kind of creation will they get?

Cultivators seek immortality and freedom, but the premise of obtaining all this is their own strength.

No orc can refuse such a creation, and can refuse this powerful opportunity.

Nangong Fan walked slowly in the sea of stars, heading towards the Wild Bull Star, the spaceship was still too conspicuous, he didn't want to attract too much attention from the orcs, causing a bunch of people to chase and kill him.

The sea of stars is vast, the light mask is majestic, and the war is monstrous.

No one put their eyes on the sea of stars, and no one found a figure that seemed to merge with the sea of stars, strolling leisurely in the sea of stars, as if the lively fireworks had nothing to do with him.

There is a brilliant brilliance shining in the sky of the Wild Bull Star, and the crystallization of the wisdom of the human race shows a peerless demeanor in this war. It is like a bewitching but dangerous flower, although it is beautiful, it carries the silence of death.

The Galactic Alliance has been able to hold its borders for so long, and these iron lumps have an indelible credit.

Nangong Fan's pace was slow but firm, he was determined to return to the galaxy, even if there were gods and demons in front of him, he would not stop until he hit his head and broke the bloodstream.

Of course, if it is really the gods and demons of the heavens who are fighting, even if it is just a little breath, Nangong Fan will be as far as he can go.

The Wild Bull Star was getting closer and closer, and the sound of chaotic fighting in the sea of stars sounded in his ears.

The remains of severed limbs are fluttering, and iron swords and knives are flying.

There are no rules, no escape.

Even if you are afraid in your heart, even if you are afraid in your heart, as long as you set foot on this land, the successors will squeeze you forward. You can only fight bravely to fight your way out.

This is a war that does not speak of right and wrong, and it is only about the racial position, and it has nothing to do with right or wrong.

You say he is an aggressor.

He said you were the one who stood in the way.

Meaningless arguments are so powerless in the face of war.