God-Level Recovery: Starting From The Twin Martial Soul

"Lao Ye."

"There is a small group of soul beasts rushing this way."

"It seems to be the remnants of the beast tide."

Old man Nangong said to Ye Jiuji.

The next moment.

Nine soul rings appeared instantly on the old man Nangong.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red, red.

Old Nangong's soul ring configuration is exactly the same as Ye Jiuji's.

Under his feet, a circle of light patterns appeared.

Qimen formation.

This is the martial spirit of the Nangong family.

Qimen Formation Martial Spirit.

"Um."

"Three hundred and forty-six soul beasts."

"These soul beasts are infected by evil spirits."

"However, the level of these soul beasts is not very high."

"Nothing dangerous."

After the old man Nangong finished the investigation, he said calmly.

Don't care.

"Then, how about letting the children try their hand at it?"

Ye Jiuji asked the old man Nangong.

"Ye Jiuji, you old guy."

"You should get used to being the dean."

"I always think about training the boys in your academy."

"You can do whatever you want."

"I can't handle it."

"The more than one hundred people I brought here are all descendants of the family."

"Moreover, because they trust me, those families have sent out some outstanding seedlings."

"If there is anything wrong with these boys."

"I'll have a headache."

Old Nangong frowned slightly.

"What are you afraid of?"

"You and I are here, as well as Feng Yanpo, Pu Xing, Quan Zu, Bi Chenhuan and the others."

"Are the ten titled Douluo afraid that they won't be able to save people?"

"Just let your people focus on taking care of the boys you brought."

Ye Jiuji said nonchalantly.

"Do as Ye Jiuji said."

Old man Nangong said to the titled Douluo beside him.

Feng Yan Po, Pu Xing, Quan Clan, Bi Chenhuan was a little worried.

But seeing the expression on old Nangong's face, it was hard to say anything.

"Roar."

Just when Lin Fan and others were preparing to cook something to eat in front of the campfire.

A beast's cry resounded throughout the sky.

"what happened?"

"Soul beast?"

The distant roaring sound suddenly began to shake the earth.

"Isn't the beast tide over?"

"Our route is very secretive."

"You shouldn't encounter a tide of beasts?"

Qing Zhiwen said with a puzzled look.

"It should be some small beast tide."

"Nothing to worry about."

"As long as Grandpa Nangong is here, there will be no danger."

"Sister Wenwen, come over and eat."

"I made silky chicken soup for you."

Nangong Xuan said attentively to Qing Zhiwen.

"Sister Yanyan, have you seen the dean and the others?"

Lin Fan shouted to Song Yanyan.

"No."

"They're all gone."

Song Yanyan quickly returned.

Some other seniors and sisters also replied that they had not seen them.

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of something.

"Everyone, be careful and prepare to face the beast tide."

Lin Fan said to everyone in the Jiuzhou Soul Master Academy.

"Are you stupid?"

"With your thirty-plus levels of rubbish strength, you still want to fight against the beast tide?"

"If you want to die, don't involve us."

"Grandpa Nangong and his titled Douluo are here."

"We don't need to take action at all."

Nangong Xuan glanced at Lin Fan with disdain and said disdainfully.

"Lin Fan, don't lead everyone to death."

"Although I know you want to express your soul."

"But the beast tide is not something we can interfere with."

Qing Zhiwen also spoke.

Although Lin Fan gave her a lot of shock.

But I heard that Lin Fan was going to deal with the beast tide.

She scoffed.

"Brother Lin Fan."

"We can just hide."

"There are Grandpa Nangong, Grandpa Feng Yanpo, and Grandpa Pu Xing."

"We don't have to deal with the beast tide."

Nangong Ling also said quickly.

But he didn't look at Lin Fan with contempt.