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Everyone didn't delay any longer, and followed Niu Minghai to the main square. Niu Minghai instructed several clansmen to gather all the clansmen above the spirit level of the Heishui Ministry.

Because the reinforcement operations on the various fronts of the Heishui Department were urgent, Niu Minghai began to form and distribute the combat brigade. Huang Xiaomin, Xiang Yu and the others, since the cultivation realm had reached the early stage of the god level, and there were too many front-line stations in the Heishui Ministry, it was naturally impossible for them to act together as before.

After discussing it together for a while, we began to assemble on our own. Huang Xiaomin and Hu Meier's daughters, in the eyes of everyone, have long been husband and wife, and they have been determined in the lower realm, of course, it is impossible to separate.

Excluding Huang Xiaomin, Hu Meier, Zhen Mi, and Xiao Qiao, the remaining thirty-three people began to combine in pairs. However, Meng Xiaoyue didn't know when, she met Zhou Yu's eyes, stayed by Zhou Yu's side, and everyone was divided into seventeen teams.

Among the more than one billion clansmen in the Black Water Sect, there are about 30 million clansmen who have cultivated above the spirit level, and in addition to those who have already defended and counterattacked on the front line, there are about 18 million in the ancestral land.

Now Huang Xiaomin and the others are divided into seventeen squads, plus Elder Niu, and each group of people is leading one million people.

Niu Minghai took out a huge map from his storage ring and told everyone to remember it firmly. This is naturally difficult to help Huang Xiaomin and others, who have never forgotten because of the skyrocketing cultivation now.

I don't know why, in the "Yellow Springs Hell World", there are no jade slips and other things used to record information and words. It stands to reason that for the powers of the Three Realms of the Flood Desolation who have memories of their previous lives, there should be no difficulty in refining them. What I didn't expect was that no matter what method you used to refine them, things like jade slips would instantly turn into powder, and all the information and words could only be recorded in books and picture scrolls.

Next, Niu Minghai began to refine the thirty-eight Elder Tokens of the Black Water Department on the spot, and handed them over to Huang Xiaomin and the others respectively. In this way, once you go to the front-line station, as long as you show the Elder Token to the clansmen of the Blackwater Tribe, everyone will mobilize and command the army of the Blackwater Tribe, and there will be no problem.

Everything was ready, and everyone began to lead the way. The reinforcement location that Huang Xiaomin was assigned was also a very coincidental coincidence, it happened to be Huang Xiaomin and them, who had just entered the camp in this world for the first time and was in charge of Zhang Feng.

The million people led by Huang Xiaomin, the cultivation realm is below the king level, accounting for ninety out of nine, it is estimated that it is Elder Niu Minghai, who saw that their team has five god-level masters.

Since the team was basically a spirit-level cultivator of the Heishui tribe, the speed of the army's movement could not be fast at all, and it took three days and four nights before it came to the sky above the camp that Zhang Feng was responsible for guarding.

This camp has not changed much, it is no different from what Huang Xiaomin and the others saw when they first arrived, but there is a strong sense of slaughter than before.

Zhang Feng was in the middle of the colonel, conducting military training. Since the last time he discovered Huang Xiaomin and recommended them to the clan, Zhang Feng has received a huge reward from the Heishui Ministry, so that his cultivation has broken through from the original middle stage of the king level to the current late stage of the king level, and he is a little proud.

"Huh, why is the sky suddenly a little dark?" Zhang Feng hurriedly looked at the sky, and found that not far away, a huge crowd of about one million people flew rapidly, and just wanted to send a warning signal to the barracks, a loud laugh came from above the sky.

"Hahaha! Brother Zhang, long time no see! How are you doing lately?"

When the voice arrived, before the words fell, Huang Xiaomin came to Zhang Feng's side, laughed and patted him on the shoulder.

"Are you a brother of Xiaomin? I didn't expect the tribe to send you over. Ahh?......h

"Hehe, nothing, I just broke through to the early stage of the god level with all my brothers, and as soon as I got out of the pass, I heard Elder Ming Hai say that the alien races of the two countries have mobilized a large army and are preparing to attack us in a big way, so they will come with millions of soldiers to reinforce us. Huang Xiaomin then took out the Elder Token and said, "No, this is the Elder Token issued by Elder Niu Minghai. ”

"Ahh

"Then the four of them are also god-level now?" Zhang Feng pointed at Hu Mei'er and the four daughters, and asked Huang Xiaomin.

Seeing Huang Xiaomin nodded again, he laughed happily: "Hahaha! We actually have five god-level masters here, how can I see how arrogant those alien beasts are now?"

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I just had a bit of a gaffe, and I ask Brother Xiaomin not to be surprised. Zhang Feng also noticed that he was a little too excited, touched his head, and said embarrassedly: "I am a rough person, I was born like this." ”

When Huang Xiaomin saw this straightforward man, where would he be strange? So he said: "Brother Zhang, don't care about those vulgar etiquette, you go and settle down these millions of brothers and sisters, and I will invite you to drink in a while." ”

Seeing that Zhang Feng began to get busy, Huang Xiaomin knew that he couldn't help, so he didn't go to participate, and took Hu Meier and them to the side of the school field, and made a stone bench around a stone table.

"Mei'er, Mi'er, Ying'er, Wan'er, this is the soul wine I just brewed, although it has not yet reached the best taste, but it will be able to drink, let's taste it first and see how it tastes?"

Huang Xiaomin's soul thought moved, and a jar of soul wine appeared in front of Hu Meier and them. Cultivators who make wine naturally do not make wine like mortals, and after brewing, they need to wait for a certain period of time before they can become fine wine. Huang Xiaomin just used his soul power and soul fire to urge it, and he was already ready to drink, of course, it was not as good as the wine that had been precipitated over time, and now there was no way but to settle it.

"Wan'er, you slow down, I also refined a few wine glasses, and everyone tasted them slowly. Huang Xiaomin saw Xiao Qiao, who was anxious, and was about to start holding the wine jar, so he hurriedly took out a few black jade cups from the space ring, put them in front of everyone, picked up a jar of soul wine, and helped everyone fill it.

"Well, the taste is really good, it tastes much better than the soul wine that Brother Xiang Yu and Elder Niu Minghai got from, presumably because of the best soul fruit and soul liquid. Bing Xue's smart Hu Mei'er took a sip, although this was a quick soul wine, but it was much better than those ordinary soul wines, and immediately knew the reason.

An hour or so, Zhang Feng had already settled all the Blackwater tribesmen and strode over.

"Come, Brother Zhang, drink and see if it tastes good. Of course, Huang Xiaomin would not be stingy, threw Zhang Feng an altar, and said to him.

"Okay!" Zhang Feng took it with one hand, opened the wine jar, raised his head and poured a big mouthful, the two copper bells with big eyes instantly widened, and continued to pour it regardless of it, and only put down the wine jar after a full stick of incense. I wondered a little in my heart, how could there be so much wine in this small wine jar, according to common sense, it would have been drunk a long time ago.

Zhang Feng was a little puzzled and probed his soul into the wine jar, and his two eyeballs almost popped out: "Brother Xiaomin, I'm afraid there are tens of millions of catties of beautiful bars here? ”

"It's okay, I'll have it here after drinking it later, you're welcome. Huang Xiaomin said nonchalantly.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Feng took Huang Xiaomin and the others to a large cultivation secret room to meditate and rest, and then said goodbye and left.

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