The outer space of the earth is inside a huge space station.

A man covered in golden light was floating in the space station. The golden light turned into silk threads and spewed out of his brain, connected to the computer of the space station, and sets of experimental data kept sweeping through his eyes.

This man is the commander of the Golden Legion, and the patriarch of the Bella family, Edward, the absolute leader of the Golden Legion.

At this moment, a projection appeared in front of him, a half-kneel golden warrior. He was one of the generals in the Golden Legion, named Barnett.

But even if he is second only to the commander of the Golden Legion, below one person and above ten thousand people, there are only a few other generals who can compete with each other.

At this moment, half-kneeled in front of Edward, and only a strong look of respect could be seen on his face.

"What's wrong?"

General Barnett said: "Sir, Claude died on the Kunlun Snow Field. The commander of the White Legion changed to a man named Fang Xingjian.

According to the information we have obtained, Claude's death is related to this Fang Xingjian."

When hearing about Cloud's death and the replacement of the White Legion leader did not seem to cause any turmoil in Edward's heart.

He just heard him say lightly: "That's all?"

"Uh..." General Barnett was slightly stunned and nodded.

There seemed to be only countless experimental data in Edward's eyes, and he only heard him say, "I understand."

Barnet asked in a daze, "Sir, do we need to take action?"

Edward said coldly: "Let me finish this set of experiments."

"But the Book of Wisdom..."

"It's okay." In the universe, gravity and electromagnetic forces changed at the same time, the light began to distort, and Edward's body even showed a trace of bright light.

"Who is qualified to master the Book of Wisdom except me?" Edward said with a natural expression: "Let the news of the Book of Wisdom be released and let them bite them. I will finish this set of experiments and clean up the mess."

Seeing the change in space in front of him, Barnett's face became more and more respectful, and he sighed in his heart: "As the progress of collecting the Book of Wisdom continues to increase, the strength of the Legion Commander has grown more and more terrifying.

People from other legions would never understand how much Lord Edward was ahead of them.

This is the absolute gap brought about by knowledge, wisdom.’

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In the small world of the gap between the Saint Bai, Fang Xingjian was reading a book in his hand with relish.

In front of him, the long bone sword flew in the air, flickering, as if it was traveling through the void.

The Immortal Son's body slowly emerged from the sword, nodded with satisfaction and said, "We finally separated."

During this period, the Immortal Saint Son has been practicing in seclusion in Fang Xingjian's body, but he accidentally came up with a solution that was not a solution, that is, like a divine-level powerful person's clone, he transferred his consciousness to a magical artifact.

Among the four divine swords, the White Bone Sword is the weakest in nature, and the sword intent among them is too profound and difficult to make progress because of the instant sword. Instead, it is the weakest now.

So he was occupied by the Immortal Holy Son, and he was temporarily separated from Fang Xingjian's body.

Although the White Bone Sword is a little weaker, it is enough for the Immortal Saint Son now. He turned his head and looked at Fang Xingjian and asked, "Did Brother Fang see what tricks come from?"

In the past few days, Fang Xingjian read the classics of the White Legion.

Because of the history of this planet, the Thirteen Colored Legion began to appear hundreds of years ago.

The one who has the strongest desire to seek Tao is naturally those ascetic monks from Buddhism, Taoism and other religions.

So since hundreds of years ago, the main players of the White Legion have always been them.

Their method of cultivation is to use the ring energy in the method they practiced in the past, making it look like they were practicing martial arts.

What Fang Xingjian is looking at now is the secret book collected by the White Legion.

Hearing the Immortal Saint Son's question, Fang Xingjian said: "Although the direction was wrong at the beginning, it also took a path. After all, hundreds of years of practice have allowed them to exert part of the power of the ring."

Yes, for hundreds of years, I have been using the energy of white rings to experiment with various exercises and moves, but how could it be fruitless? It’s just that these achievements are still far behind the martial arts of the Miracle Continent. After all, the history of extraordinary power in this world is too short.

The Immortal Saint Son said: "The level of the sixth level of the god level is absolutely dangerous. Since we are asked to help the White Legion dominate the world, I am afraid that the strength of the White Legion and other twelve-color Legion is very different."

Fang Xingjian added: "Or there is still some power hidden on this planet that we don't know."

The Immortal Saint Son nodded deeply. They all understood the danger of the sixth level of the god level, and there was absolutely no such simple one.

At the same time, the Taoist priest of the Dragon Vein walked in the gap of the Holy White with more than a dozen Taoist men wearing Taoist robes, and slowly walked towards the direction of the Fangxing Sword.

These Taoists are really the white legion warriors who have responded to the call of the Dragon Vein Taoist in the past few days and rushed back from the outside world.

Behind him, a middle-aged Taoist nun raised his sword eyebrows, his temples were gray and his eyes were evil. He looked like a very, very difficult person to talk to. He was one of the generals of the White Legion, Dao Nun Yan.

In addition to the commander of the 13th Color Legion, its strength is divided into generals, officers, and soldiers. Among the generals, they are divided into generals, lieutenant generals, and major generals.

The general-level Daogu Yan is already a top figure in the White Legion.

At this moment, she followed the Dragon Vein Taoist Master with dissatisfaction: "Uncle Master, why do you want us to listen to that kid? No matter how powerful he is, we can only fight with him.

If you can't fight, you will die. Who in our White Legion is afraid of death?

Now that I surrender and surrender to survive, what else can I seek and what immortals to cultivate?

I felt so frustrated these days that I couldn’t even enter the state of concentration.”

The Taoist Master Long Vein shook his head, and a strong look of admiration flashed in his eyes.

Since the Fang Xingjian showed unfathomable strength that day and burst out with ring energy that could fill the entire Holy White gap, the Dragon Vein Taoist Master changed his attitude and treated Fang Xingjian with extreme respect.

At this moment, when he heard what Yan Daogu said, he shook his head and said, "You don't understand, this person contains the shadow of the Great Dao. Follow him, observe him, and get close to him, and I can feel the breath of the Great Dao.

As long as I follow him, I will have hope.
Chapter completed!