Gongsun Murong led everyone out to build spaceships to fight. The eight clan leaders of the Galaxy Civilization and St. George, plus the extra Murong Qingwan, came to the administrative star of the Nine-level Civilization Alliance together.

Longduohulan led some leaders who did not return to his country to greet him.

Waiting to enter the conference room, St. George did not say any extra polite words and said directly: "Our Galaxy civilization needs a guarantee, that after we send all the elites to fill the soul there, you will not do anything that harms our interests behind our backs."

The leaders of the ninth-level civilization were stunned. What does it mean?

Longduohulan asked guessingly: "What do you mean is that you still have hidden strength? Can you still send powerful people?"

"It's even more powerful. It's the people who appear in special spaces when you are fighting. That's just a part of them. When people are old and don't want to move more, they stay where the family needs them to see their descendants grow. Every family has masters in charge, including the alliance government.

We plan to summon them too and send them there to help fight. But we will lose the last counterattack method, the defense is empty, and you must make a guarantee before we dare to send people."

St. George tells the truth. As he said, the tradition of the Galaxy Civilized Earth Empire is to hide strength, constantly hide, and pay attention to accumulation and development.

This is also why Gongsun Murong and Narasha always feel that if they did not use other means, they would be just a fear of individuals. The immortals who have lived for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years would have long broken through the limiting level of martial arts.

Those old people were all masters when they were young. Otherwise, with the genetic potion of the Level 4 civilization at that time, they would not have lived that age. After walking so far, they accumulated not only age, but also as deep as the starry sky.

These immortals don’t usually take action. You don’t even know who he is. You feel like you are just popsicle sellers. Only when they really need to do it will you know their strength.

The heads of the ninth-level civilization looked at each other, but they couldn't help but look at the president of Licanspos, and the meaning was self-evident.

President Licanspos is so depressed. Newly said, your galaxy civilization cannot be more normal? Whenever you see that you are not good, your backhand will come out. The most annoying thing is that you are obviously capable, but you always have to pretend to be very weak. It seems that if the butcher knife does not really fall on you, you will always pretend to be pitiful.

"I agree." Longduohulan spoke out. He knew that the country of Licanspos had to pay a price. Now he was helping a more powerful civilization fight. When the action was successful, all civilizations would benefit. You should not pull the blame. Otherwise, the accounts would be settled in the future.

Swipe, the leaders of the ninth-level civilized countries raised their hands to express their support.

"Pass." Longduohulan had no unnecessary nonsense.

"Thank you, go back." St. George clasped his fists and returned to the Galaxy Civilization with nine people, and then summoned the old immortals to fill their souls.

One by one, the old people became young people, and the left-behind Gongsun Murong was under great pressure. When 20,000 souls filled him, he knelt there and kowtowed to greet him. His ancestors are the real ancestors.

Ten thousand other people who were bloody and drifted down to the ground. This was not a cult of personality for someone, but they followed the tradition. Almost all the old immortals here were former members of bloody and drifted down, and then when they got older, they handed over their numbers and became ordinary people.

It can be said that every old guy has countless enemies' lives and blood in his hands, but at this moment, there is no vicissitudes in their eyes, but instead a surging passion. This is the yearning for battle, this is the long-lost passion. Fighting in the heart, the sword is still sharp.

He 1 and He 2 were frightened. What are the 20,000 new people? The previous bloody floating in their eyes is already an absolute strong man, not to mention the leader-level Gongsun Murong.

At this moment, they saw that these people were giving gifts to those who later came, so who were the people who later came?

"We will obey our orders." Twenty thousand immortal souls filled their bodies at the same time, clasping their fists to Gongsun Murong, bowing and bowing.

There is no internal force, no mental power, and no fighting spirit. But after the same movements and sounds of these 20,000 people appear, the wind around the entire field changes direction, and all the winds blowing around them will circle.

He 1 and He 2 have never seen such a situation before. What is this? It does not require any energy fluctuations, but can actually affect the environment. The two of them found in fear that they seemed to have a soul that truly belonged to humans again, because the soul was trembling. It was so terrible!

"Haoran Zhengqi." As if he knew what the two of them were thinking, Gongsun Murong said four words to them.

This is the aura, the real aura, when it affects the environment and people, there is no need for energy fluctuations. A group of immortals are there, and a will can change it.

The colorful and dreamy little guys were so scared that they hid, and the bloody drifting people were also shocked, but none of them were afraid, and no one retreated.

This is a test. If an ordinary person is like the legendary crime in St. George, "Are you a good person?", if there is a loophole in his mind, it will be ruined. As long as he has done something harmful to the galactic civilization, and has taken the initiative to do it and remembered it, he will collapse at this moment.

But they were not afraid of blood and drifting. They all had a clear conscience, but just suppressed their aura and passed by.

"You two are good." Gongsun Murong said to He1 and He2 again, because the two of them also withstood the test of immortality, which shows that the two of them are really loyal to their Kaqia Chai civilization.

Turning his head, Gongsun Murong said to the old immortals again: "You team of five thousand people. When I continue to increase the number of souls to fill my body, I guess the enemy's thing I need will grow in geometric form. After absorbing the third one, I can no longer let me separate a body."

"I understand!" Lao Immortal responded in unison again.

Next, the colorful fantasy dream continued to come, and there were still twenty rations for each person. At first, the little guys were a little restrained, but later they found that these people were more fun and not scary at all, so they always looked for opportunities to kiss the old man and never ate it.

Gongsun Murong had already encountered the enemy two waves again, and they were still within that range, with the same three enemies in groups. They should be patrols.

This time it was not like the last time that I paid a lot of money. After a fight, everyone knows how to fight.

The hardest thing is the people who predict fortune-telling in the Galaxy civilization. They still have to help Gongsun Murong calculate the glimmer of life so that Gongsun Murong can devote more energy to command rather than to push his life.

But they were proud, and they finally came in handy. At this moment, who dared to underestimate them? They have no combat power and cannot participate in scientific experiments. But their existence has their uses, and they are willing to exchange their lives for injuries.

They vomit blood and even have their bodies ulcerated. They use their flesh and blood to mobilize special rules and energy. According to their words, this is called stealing the secret. According to some scientific sayings, this is that they can use their bodies to promote and influence some rules. Their bodies are not strong enough, so they will be hurt.

Fortunately, there are colorful little guys here, and they help clear out various damages caused by the influence of the rules and the body. Some of them are actually subjected to strong radiation, just to numerology. They can actually get the radiation over.

With their help, Gongsun Murong fought three or three because the enemy of the positive and anti-material bodies was patrolling in groups of three.

At the beginning, every time the enemy was blown out, it cost a hundred people. Later, the bloody people learned to be smart. They took off the inner armor, threw away all the things that were not available in the mecha for the time being, and then let Gongsun Murongduo send the little guys to squeeze in.

When they need to blow the enemy out of the anti-space, they use the space shock bomb directly, and then use the fastest speed to get the little guys away.

As such, occasionally someone dies because of insufficient calculations, but many of them are hiding away from them and do not need to explode themselves.

Learning in battle and growing in battle is the excellent blood drift, the soldiers are not constant, and the water is not constant.

Every time, he defeated three enemies, so Gongsun Murong would absorb them. He would rather let the enemy's star light disappear partly in this process than force him to take it. Because he knew that the longer he lived, the stronger the blood-floating soul-filled body would be.

People from other civilizations have finally figured out what it is like to be a chance, an opportunity to survive, and then they will make rapid progress in the process of fighting, learn, study, then balance, and then surpass.

Finally, it was unanimously agreed that the real strength of the Bloody Flying lies in their adaptability and learning ability, rather than the combat power they directly showed.

They will avoid the mistakes they have made in battles one after another, and then develop new ways to defeat the enemy and save themselves.

In other words, if you meet them, don’t give them a chance to survive. You have to meet people in your life and corpses in your life. The analysis conclusions of this robot family are the same.

Gongsun Murong finally produced five more bodies through repeated battles and absorption. At this time, it had been a year since Narasha went to bed, a whole year.

On this day, when Gongsun Murong was drifting to find trouble with another 10,000 bloody men, he suddenly found that the situation had changed. It was all three before, but at this moment, a large group of positive and anti-material bodies appeared in front of him.

"It seems that I'm going to die." Gongsun Murong knew that things were not done, and followed the blood coming and some laughed, and some hummed indifferently. They were ready to sacrifice their bodies. Isn't it just death? It's just a little uncomfortable, it's not really dead.

However, just as they were working hard and trying to kill a few enemies, on that magic planet, Narasha, who was guarding the body of Gongsun Murong, opened her eyes.

"Wow, Brother Murong, I'm so happy to see you. Come on, let me see if I've slept for a few days, I'll touch your soul." As soon as Narasha saw Gongsun Murong, she immediately smiled, and then melted her soul into Gongsun Murong's soul.

In less than a second, Narasha knew the situation.

"Wow, I've actually slept for a year? It's great to have a fight. Come on, Brother Murong, look at me. I like to have enemies support me when I wake up."

Narasha was so happy. A soul-filled body disappeared from the nutritional cabin in an instant and appeared next to Gongsun Murong, who was leading the team to fight.
Chapter completed!