Among them, they destroyed three tribes of the Black Silk People alone, as well as the Crane Feather Tribe, the Gray Dwarf Tribe, and the Sky-Swallowing Rat Tribe.
Speaking of which, the alien race of sky-swallowing rats is a rather interesting race.
The members of the race all have sinister features, and both men and women have a few beards that grow horizontally.
But the bites from these guys were really painful. Lu Lin's stone skin was almost penetrated by one bite.
Even the skin on the body that has been strengthened through two training sessions cannot last long under the influence of the higher-level Sky-Swallowing Rat Clan.
After that battle, four people in the team, including Level 6 Bai Buyi, all had a lot of wounds on their bodies.
Fang Gang, who was in charge of treatment, felt like crying.
Soaking in the hot spring, Lu Lin recalled what he had experienced in the past three days. It was difficult to describe it in words.
However, Hei Yuan, the black silk clan member running in front, must not be doing much better.
At this time, Heiyuan was hiding in a cave with Liu Chang, his eyes full of hatred.
"When the Holy Son comes, you humans will all die."
After saying that, Heiyuan sighed secretly again.
On the first day Lu Lin chased them, Heiyuan threw away the conch used to send messages.
Otherwise, he could have summoned more warriors to kill Lu Lin.
As for why he didn't ask for help from some foreign cities or large-scale non-residents, Heiyuan certainly couldn't do that.
Alien race is just a general term. It would be an exaggeration to say there are thousands of races in it, but there are still hundreds of races.
The range of alien races is too large, and not everyone is of the same mind as the Holy Son.
In addition to the ten gods who have been born now, they are also indifferent to the affairs of the Holy Son, and they obviously have their own thoughts.
Heiyuan thought very clearly.
Even if the body that the Holy Son needs is lost, he can just spend some time to find another one.
If the Ten Gods and those unruly races with ulterior motives know about the Holy Son, then the Holy Son will be in danger.
"You are all a bunch of despicable people. When the Holy Son comes, I will kill you all."
"Kill them all."
…
Lu Lin's group fell asleep while soaking in the hot spring.
Heiyuan, filled with hatred and hope for the future, fell asleep.
But in Chongnuo City, Long Qianli couldn't sleep.
"Lao Zhang, what's going on? Group 19 has been out for so many days, why is there still no news?"
Long Qianli was sitting in the office, his tone a little impatient.
"I don't know this either."
"Old Zhang," Zhang Wenda said with an aggrieved look. At this time, he could not be as relaxed and leisurely as when he faced Lu Lin and others in the City of God of Cookery.
Facing the angry Long Qianli, Lao Zhang was so nervous that he broke into sweat.
"you do not know!"
"You don't know who knows?"
"Lu Lin and his team only have one Bai Buyi who has reached level 6, and he is a research talent. Why don't you pay more attention to such a group?"
"It makes me wonder if you, the person in charge of Food God City, are a little incompetent."
"Please calm down, Minister Long. I will go to Xingmang Mountain myself right now. If I don't find Lu Lin, I won't come back."
Zhang Wenda's face was filled with sadness and anger.
Chongnuo City's Star Transfer Division team has always been in a state of shortage of personnel. This time, it was not easy for several elites from Lu Lin to come.
Long Qianli originally wanted to give them more experience and more time to grow.
But who would have known that this Wenda was so unreliable that even a good team did not receive any news for five consecutive days.
The investigators sent to search Xingmang Mountain all have other jobs, so it's no problem to temporarily transfer them for half a day.
If time passes, who will be responsible for their original work?
This time, in order to find Lu Lin's team, the Star Investigation Department has dispatched more than forty investigators, seven or eight of whom have just come out from foreign battlefields for vacation.
He was also sent out by Long Qianli.
"My subordinates knew that they were wrong and immediately went to look for it themselves."
"Go ahead. If you can't find Lu Lin, you don't have to come back."
Long Qianli waved his hand and said, Zhang Wenda said goodbye and left.
"Okay, everyone, don't worry this time."
After Zhang Wenda left, Long Qianli turned around and said.
A door behind his office opened, and a dozen old men and women, as well as middle-aged men and women who looked like ordinary people came out.
"Minister Long, I think you also know the role of Lu Lin."
"This time, if we weren't worried about triggering a joint attack from the foreign races, we old people with old arms and legs wouldn't even be able to go out for a walk."
"I really don't understand how your Xingtiao Division, a child with such a talent, doesn't first put him in the Federation to be properly cultivated and grow up, and then directly throws him into a foreign battlefield to fend for himself."
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"Minister Long, when it comes to cruelty, you are more cruel than my grimace."
The speaker was an old lady with silver hair and a kind expression.
But such a person calls himself Grimace.
Long Qianli knew that this grim-faced Xing Fang was a super ruthless person who was famous in foreign battlefields when she was still in school.
With just one person, she can destroy more than 20 foreign cities in a month, seal the king, and no one can compete with her.
After killing enough and tired of killing over the past few years, he disappeared from the Federation and concentrated on researching ways to increase his spiritual power.
He is one of the five talkers in Wuluo Xiaozhu.
The old man's words were unpleasant, but Long Qianli did not dare to contradict him, so he could only lower his head and admit his mistake obediently.
"Okay, how old is this old woman, and she's still here lecturing people?"
"If you have the ability, go find Lu Lin in person against a dozen strong men from foreign races who have been crowned kings."
"Old man Duan, don't you dare think I'm making a face?"
Xing Fang's eyes immediately widened and she looked at the old man with a white beard who was speaking unkindly.
Long Qianli lowered his head even lower.
The old man who spoke was her teacher's teacher's teacher. In ancient times, he would be called a master.
Duan Ya.
One of the five great talkers in Wuluo Xiaozhu, he is a martial artist of the same generation as Ghost Face.
Nicknamed Rikushou, he once fought against twelve alien ninth-level masters alone in a battle, killing seven, severely injuring three, and escaping two.
This Riekong Shiya was ruthless when dealing with foreign races, but he was really kind to human races. He served as the president of many universities when he was young, and later formed the Iron Blood Academy with several like-minded friends.
"Okay, okay, you dare, you dare."
"But isn't it time for you to fight your best yet?"
"Besides, why are you so anxious? Lucky people have their own destiny. If that boy Lu Lin is really as miraculous as Wang Jianfang, Yang Jun, and those boys from Wan Shushan say, he can turn disaster into good luck."
"That's nice to say."
Xing Fang, with a grimace, sneered at Duan Ya's statement, "Didn't you hear what Li Qingyun said? He made a divination, and the divination showed that Lu Lin had a narrow escape this time."
"A narrow escape from death is not a tenth of death, and you can't get out, so why are you worrying here?"
"Hey, I'm too lazy to talk to you."
Xing Fang snorted coldly, turned around and walked to a woman wearing Taoist robes.
"Qingyun, please figure out when Lu Lin will come out."
"good."
Li Qingyun was wearing a Taoist robe and had a graceful figure, but his face did have ridges and ridges, and his silver hair fell on his shoulders like white snow.
After agreeing, Li Qingyun's body was filled with mysterious star power fluctuations.
a long time.
The fluctuation just stopped.
"How's it going? Is there any result?"
Xing Fang asked.
"The secret of heaven has been disturbed. Lu Lin's hexagram has not changed. He still narrowly escaped death and his return date has not yet been determined."
After Li Qingyun finished speaking, he closed his eyes to rest his mind and stopped talking.
Xing Fang was not worried, looked around and asked: "You are all mute, can't you speak?"
"Think of a solution quickly."
"Sister Fang, it's not that we are trying to find a way. This foreign land is so vast that if we just look for Lu Lin and the others, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack."
"Didn't Daoist Li calculate it just now? Although Lu Lin narrowly escaped death, the secret is unpredictable, and he caught the chance of survival without any reason."
The speaker was a middle-aged man with a calm attitude and a pair of silver eyes on his face. He looked polite and bookish.
This is also one of the talkers of Wuluo Xiaozhu, Zhu Henian, who is known as the Little Medical God.
Xing Fang, Duan Ya, Li Qingyun, Zhu Henian, and one person who was not present. Many years ago, the five of them jointly formed an organization dedicated to recruiting ninth-level star nuclear warriors, Wu Liu Xiaozhu.
There is no leakage, which represents the realm.
Xiaozhu, pronounced the same as Xiaozhu.
The implication is to stay for a few days in the realm of no leakage.
However, in the thousand years since the Federation was established, among the ninth-level warriors who have joined Wuluo Xiaozhu, only Zhao Lei has broken through to the realm of the titled king.
Others have been wasting in this realm for many years, unable to make any progress.
A few days ago, Yang Jun, Wang Jianfang, and Wan Shushan reviewed the news with each other and came to a surprising conclusion.
Lu Lin can help the warriors of the three-talent pioneer group at the peak of the sixth level to upgrade, can help Yang Jun, who has just entered the ninth level, gather spiritual seeds, and can help Zhao Lei, who is at the peak of the ninth level, be promoted to the realm of kings.
It can be seen from this that there is a wonderful, mysterious substance in Lu Lin's body that affects high-level warriors.
Although the time the three of them spent at level nine was not as good as that of Xing Fang, Duan Ya and others, the time they stayed in this realm was not short.
Naturally, I want to go one step further and be promoted to the king.
The three people discussed it and finally decided to report the matter.
The place to report it is naturally Wulu Xiaozhu.
The members of Wuluo Xiaozhu are all ninth-level warriors. They study how to break through every day. After hearing what the three said was serious, everyone was willing to try.
You can look back.
Hey.
Lu Lin received a mission from the Star Adjustment Division a few days ago to enter the foreign battlefield.
In the past few days, the big bosses of Wuluo Xiaozhu have visited the house almost every day, asking about the time of Long Qianli and Lu Lin's return.
This incident even alarmed Li Qingyun, a disciple of King Tianji who devoted himself to cultivation.
After Li Qingyun gave Lu Lin a fortune telling, it was revealed that Lu Lin had a narrow escape from death during this trip.
Long Qianli couldn't sit still immediately.
This is impossible.
Lu Lin just entered a foreign battlefield to hunt down Liu Chang, who had reached level three, and narrowly escaped death? How is that possible?
But no matter how much he didn't believe it, Long Qianli still sent people into the Xingmang Mountains to look for traces of Lu Lin.
In the past two days, Zhang Wenda made several trips back and forth, but Lu Lin seemed to have disappeared on a foreign battlefield, with no sound of death or corpses.
They didn't dare to search too vigorously.
Although there is a short-term peace agreement between humans and aliens, as long as they find an opportunity, the aliens will never be stingy about the opportunity to attack the human race.
Killing several ninth-level human warriors, or directly killing Lu Lin, who is of great significance to human beings, any move can cause serious damage to the federation.
It is precisely because of this that a group of ninth-level bosses gathered in Long Qianli's office.
Lu Lin, Lu Lin, where have you been?
What kind of crisis would you encounter that would make you narrowly escape death?
Long Qianli prayed silently in his heart.
At the same time, he also secretly decided that from now on, Lu Lin would never be assigned any more tasks until he reached level nine.