"The Sect Master really wants you to come up by yourself?"

A figure suddenly appeared. The young man had a faint smile on his face and looked at the phantom with a playful look.

"With your strength, it's probably possible for you to defeat Wuqing Douluo directly. Why do you insist on being an ordinary soldier?"

Tianze patted Huanling on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You really did not disappoint our expectations. The future is destined to belong to you."

"Brother." Huan Ling suddenly smiled and said, "Long time no see."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Six years have passed since he parted with Tianze at the age of ten. From a weak soul master, Huanling has become one of the most powerful soul masters on the continent.

Although he is only a Soul Sage, he possesses a four-character battle armor and the spiritual power of the Divine Origin Realm. Even if Qingtian Douluo is in front of him, Huan Ling dares to fight him.

"It's not time for the sect to reveal too much of its strength yet, so I am only a seven-ring Soul Saint three-character battle armor master with the spiritual power of the Divine Origin Realm." Huan Ling smiled and said, "And this Divine Origin Realm spiritual power is only known by the people of the Body Sect and Shrek Academy."

There were secret sentries around, but after Tianze appeared, no one showed up to question Huanling's identity, and they all remained hidden.

Tianze said: "It's OK if you have your own ideas. I am now the third blood of the Blood God Camp. If you have any questions, please contact me directly."

In Huanling's spiritual perception, Tianze is already a Super Douluo of level 97. At the same time, as a three-character battle armor master, he defeated Yunlan and became Blood Three, but he is still no match for Chen Xinjie's younger brother.

"You will be Blood II tomorrow." Huan Ling handed Tianze a storage soul guide, "Let's go, let me join the Blood God Corps. According to the teacher, it will take at least three years before the end."

By that time, Huan Ling will leave the Blood God Legion as the captain of the Shrek Seven Devils, save the collapsing building, turn the tide, rebuild Shrek Academy, and become the new generation of Poseidon Pavilion Master!

A glimmer of joy flashed in Tianze's eyes. He patted Huanling's shoulder and disappeared.

The moment Tianze disappeared, four figures suddenly emerged from the snow without warning, and four soul-guided rays that obviously looked extraordinary were pointed at his body.

There were four men dressed in thick white clothes, with four guns pointed at him very steadily.

Among the white-clothed soldiers, one put away his gun, while the other three still pointed their guns at him.

Huanling's fingertips flashed slightly, and his letter of recommendation appeared in his hand. It was a piece of silver-white metal, on which was engraved a relief of a huge snow-white bird.

This big bird looks very handsome, a bit like an eagle, but its body proportions are different from that of an eagle. It should be bigger and very majestic.

This is a soul beast called the Snow God Eagle, which is said to be the patron saint of the snow mountains. However, its number is very rare. He has only seen it when he was in class at Shrek Academy. This relief seems to be the symbol of the army he sees before him.

After checking Phantom's letter of recommendation, the soldier suddenly stood at attention and saluted him. His salute was different from that of a normal federal soldier. He just clenched his right fist and pounded his chest very forcefully.

After seeing that the phantom did not continue to move, the soldier said, "Follow me."

Her voice was very clear, yet somewhat cold, and she turned and walked towards the military camp in the distance.

The phantom followed, while the other three soldiers retreated back into the snow, which quickly became smooth, as if they had never been there. The soldier led the phantom to the barracks, where the snow had obviously been cleared, and they were finally able to step directly onto the hard ground, without having to continue to struggle through the snow.

The man shook off the snow on his body and quickly walked into the military camp.

Once you enter the military camp, you feel something different. Everything here is in order. Apart from the snow all around, it looks no different from an ordinary military camp. But you rarely see people here, not even patrolling soldiers.

The soldier brought the phantom to a building and pressed something with his palm. A ray of light swept across him and the metal door in front of him opened.

"follow me!"

Following her into the building, a warm current suddenly hit me, as if every part of my body was ironed, and I felt indescribably comfortable. Even the oxygen in the air seemed to have increased.

The soldier looked back at the phantom and took off his helmet.

The soldier who brought the phantom in was a woman with long brown hair, who looked to be about twenty-three or twenty-four years old. She was very tall and wore a thick military uniform. Although her gender could not be sensed from her appearance, her voice and breath could be sensed.

If the spiritual power of the Divine Yuan Realm cannot even detect this, then it would be better for Phantom Spirit to be killed by a god-killing soul guide shell in Shrek Academy.

The female soldier's face was icy. "Come with me. No matter what your relationship with the Blood God is, I still want to remind you that from now on, you need to start making preparations. Whether you can stay or not will be determined in the next three days."

The female soldier took a look at the single garment on his body and said, "Arrogance always leads to death." After saying this, she immediately turned around and walked inside.

Huanling followed her in with a nonchalant look. There were all kinds of instruments everywhere.

After passing through a passage, the female soldier led him into a room. Inside the room, Huanling finally saw the second person.

It was still a female soldier, who looked to be in her forties, with a bar and two stars on her shoulders, representing the rank of lieutenant.

"Lieutenant, this is a newcomer. Arrange an assessment for him." The female soldier's expression was still very cold.

"Yes, Captain." The middle-aged female officer, who was about forty years old, immediately stood up and saluted the young female officer with her chest beating.

Huan Ling came to the Blood God Legion more than three years earlier than Tang Wulin, so isn’t she still a major?

Huan Ling already remembered who this woman was, Long Yuxue, the daughter of Long Tianwu, the deputy commander of the Blood God Legion.

After nodding to the lieutenant, the young officer turned and walked out.

The middle-aged female officer smiled and said, "Little guy, don't be surprised. Captain Xingluo is like this when he performs his missions. He is meticulous."

"You don't have to be surprised by our military ranks. In the Blood God Legion, only strength and merit are considered, not age. Moreover, I am a civilian, and my husband is here. I am like a military dependent. If you can pass the assessment, you will know the rules here in the future."

"But since five or six years ago, I haven't seen such a young newcomer for a long time." (End of this chapter)