Zhengji raised his eyebrows slightly, he knows the difficulty of the selection of Zen heirs, everyone who can become a descendant of Zen Buddhism is not a simple character, Zen Qi is a veteran Zen heir, there are many deeds about Zen Qi in the Zen Temple, but now his whereabouts are unknown, it seems that this mission is really as the master of the void said that there are many masters on the other side.

"I know", Masaki only replied with four words, and then he looked at the time, there were still ten kilometers away from the designated goal, and it was too late to act slowly, he didn't want to see any accidents in Zen Qi, every Zen successor is a valuable asset of Zen Temple and the country, and he also didn't want to let Dalai go unpunished, Masaki personally saw the crimes he committed by bewitching believers.

Determined, naturally, the eye of reincarnation appeared, and the figure of Masaki slowly levitated, over the grass, over the shrubs, and finally floated above the trees, as if the clouds were clearing, the field of vision in front of him became broad, like a forest sea, the branches above the trees in the night sky rose and fell in an orderly manner in the breeze, and the bright moon was in the sky, just like the breath pulse of nature, there was an indescribable magnificence.

This situation and this scene can only be enjoyed by Zhengji, who has such a peculiar ability.

But at this moment, he was not in the mood to watch, his body suddenly moved, rushing towards the destination like a ghost, and at the same time, his spiritual power was also raised to the highest, and he could take in any wind and grass in the surrounding kilometer.

Flying, it is indeed the fastest way to reach a place, in just a dozen seconds, Masaki is only three kilometers away from the destination, and at this time, his eyebrows raised slightly, his figure suddenly paused in the air, and then the feather coat swirled, and the figure had appeared behind a man in camouflage clothing hidden between the trunks of the trees in the next second.

Floating behind the man, Masaki was like looking at a dead man, there was no emotion in his eyes, his hand waved lightly, a stone that was in his fingertips at some point, as if it was shot out by the power of Wanjun, instantly shot out from Masaki's fingertips, and the degree was extremely fast and pierced the man's head with a sound roar, if you slow down to look, you can even see the air waves caused by the stone penetrating the air.

"Poof", the man didn't have time to react at all, his eyes were full of surprise and unwillingness, and finally turned into godlessness, and the blood hole on the door of his head represented that his life had come to an end.

After quietly killing one of the opponent's secret sentinels, Masaki no longer floats, but chooses to walk forward on the ground like an ordinary person, even so, his degree is still amazingly fast.

Two kilometers away, two mercenaries who were lying in ambush in the grass, with a face full of despair, fell into the grass, blood was coming from their mouths, the steel guns in their hands were too late to shoot a single bullet, and their internal organs had been shattered in the huge impact.

And Masaki walked past them expressionlessly, spotless, like a leisurely wanderer, and like a silent cheetah, elegant and deadly.

One kilometer, it only took more than ten seconds for Masaki, he could already vaguely see the opponent's camp, before arriving here, he had already killed the opponent's five secret whistles without much effort, such a defense, it can be seen that the other party is important.

Masaki squinted at the camp in the distance, and with a slight move of his hand, a black crow flew down from the air on his shoulder, and if anyone saw the crow's eyes, it would appear, and at this moment, the crow's pupils turned out to be in the shape of a writing wheel eye.

Masaki didn't say a word, jumped up, sat on the treetops, and the crow on his shoulder had already flown straight towards the other party's camp, and Masaki gently closed his eyes, at this moment, the crow's sight was his sight, the crow's eyes were his eyes, and the crow at this moment seemed to have become his unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, and a distance of one kilometer flew over for a short time, and it fell into the opponent's camp.

The crow stood in the treetops, tilting his head to look at the situation in the camp, the camp was quiet, a dead silence, as if no one had ever been stationed, the silence made people panic, but the bonfire burning on the ground showed that this place was not as calm as it seemed, and the mercenaries along the way also proved the importance of this place, but why was there no one in the camp?

In the crow's eyes, there was a look of doubt in a humane way at this moment, and if anyone saw it, they would be surprised.

"Fluttering ridge", the crow landed from the treetops, and actually ran directly to the center of the camp, still without any reaction, suddenly, the political discipline appeared.

In the crow's sight, on the ground, there are traces of modification! Because it is too flat, there is not even a footprint on the level, as if no one has ever been stationed, a trace of doubt appeared in the eyes of Masaki, the crow he controlled, gently jumped on the ground, and suddenly, a transparent silk thread attracted Masaki's attention.

The silk thread is very thin, in this night, if it is not for the crow to remain parallel to the ground, generally speaking, almost no one will notice, but it is this silk thread, so that the political record shows clues, the end of the silk thread, in the soil, the crow along the silk thread, jumped to the end, and actually began to plane the ground with its claws, but this planing, the black thing under the ground revealed the true face of Lushan.

This is a landmine, Zhengji was surprised to see that there were actually mines buried in the enemy's camp, and such a reminder, in the sight of the crows controlled by Zhengji, many suspicious points also revealed the true face of Lushan, such a silk thread, more than this one, and such a treacherous thunder, it can be imagined that there is more than this one! dense, almost the entire camp is densely covered.

Fortunately, the crow's body is light, so it is not activated when stepping on it, and if it is a human coming, I am afraid that as soon as I enter, it will be completely annihilated.

This is a trap, a trap for them, this idea came to the mind of Masaki, no one would set such a density of mines in their own camp, combined with the disappearance of Shang Chan Qi, he has already sorted out a line, I am afraid, Zen Qi was revealed by the other party, and the other party, without accident, knew that this place had been exposed, so he simply arranged his camp into a death trap, just waiting for them to die!

Thinking of this, Masaki's heart sighed, if the other party showed their plan, then where is the other party now? This is only less than 20 kilometers away from the Indian border, and if the other side retreats, as long as they step into the Indian border, then they can only watch the enemy escape, such a golden opportunity will be missed, and the price in Lhasa will also be in vain.

The time when Zen Qi lost contact was ten minutes ago, so obviously, in ten minutes, the other party can't go far!

Thinking of this, Masaki, who was sitting in the treetops, stared, and the crows in the camp also moved, flapped their wings suddenly, and flew into the air, like a reconnaissance plane, circling in the air while observing the grass and trees on the ground.

And Masaki also made a move, he didn't bypass the camp in front of him, but walked straight in.

"Boom, boom" accompanied by a series of roars, the earth was shaking, the silence of the forest was completely broken, countless birds and beasts rushed after being frightened, stirring up a large number of wings, the whole camp was like the end of the world, engulfed by countless fires, stained half of the sky red, the smell of gunsmoke, in the wind of the woods dispersed far, far away.

Ten kilometers away, an explosion was heard in the distance, and a team of dozens of people stopped, looking back at the half of the sky behind them that was stained red by firelight.

A bewitching golden woman, seeing this scene, a bewitching arc appeared at the corner of her mouth, and a charming smile appeared on her face, while the man in white beside her was carrying a sack with an expressionless face.

"I think they've received our gifts!" the woman stroked her lips and licked her fingers as if bloodthirsty, with a cruel glint in her eyes that did not match the angel's countenance.