In the perspective, the light is magnificent.

Many spiritual imprints shimmered like stars in the dim perspective, and one of them was brilliant and dazzling.

"Tongzheng Yang ......"

An Qisheng's heart fluctuated slightly, and that imprint was a brilliant masterpiece.

The line of sight is extremely pulled in, and the light fills the entire perspective.

Airplanes~

In the more tired and prosperous light, the 'star' suddenly shattered.

Endless light and shadow rolled in like a tide, surging endlessly, as if an endless river was flowing before his eyes.

An Qisheng's mind was not calm, he had experienced similar scenes a few times, and he was still shocked every time he saw it.

Have you traveled through time and space?

Or did it enter their spirits?

How could I awaken such a powerful ability?

As many thoughts flashed through him, many images flashed like slides in his perspective, and An Qisheng could see them all.

At night, Tong Zhengyang sat quietly in the mountains and forests, shot violently, defeated Potter with one palm, on the beach, with a palm, slapped the two great monks, released the heart, the two great monks, on the boundless ocean, a small boat drifted with the waves, on the deck, Tong Zhengyang read books.......

The events that once happened to Tong Zhengyang passed one after another between the turns of his mind.

And with the reverse current of Tong Zhengyang's experience, An Qisheng only felt that his spiritual power was also being consumed extremely quickly.

"Not enough, not enough ......"

An Qisheng muttered to himself.

Tong Zhengyang, what interests him the most is how he came to this world.

The first traverser he saw should be Wang Honglin, the Eight Great Grandmaster, but unfortunately, Wang Honglin had already passed away, and the spirit on that book was only in that courtyard, and he couldn't look at it.

But Tong Zhengyang is different, he is a real living person, and he has not been in this world for a long time.

The picture flowed by, and An Qisheng really saw the strength of Tong Zhengyang.

On the Florida coastal plain, fighter jets whizzed by, tanks came in hordes, and artillery fire poured down as if to cleanse the ground.

Tong Zhengyang shuttled through the rain of bullets, except for the cannonballs that came from the flickering flames, he was simply bathed in the rain of bullets!

Palm-sized machine gun bullets poured down like a torrential downpour, but they could not penetrate its flesh at all, leaving white marks on it at most, even though occasionally bullets entered through huge wounds in its chest and abdomen.

I couldn't even hurt his internal organs!

What a strong body this is?!

Even with a glimpse of it in this state, An Qisheng's heart couldn't help beating 'thump'.

Finally, the picture slowly stopped, and the familiar picture that he had seen in the video given by Jiang Shili appeared in his perspective.

It was a free port at dusk, above the pit where the statue of the goddess should have been standing, Tong Zhengyang, whose eyes were closed and covered in blood, suddenly appeared!

Rumble!

But at this moment, An Qisheng only felt that it was dark in front of him, as if he had hit an invisible barrier!

Call!

Under the night, An Qisheng's eyes suddenly opened, and his face suddenly lost its color, pale as paper.

"Huh?"

Tong Zhengyang, who was in his closed eyes, frowned, opened his eyes and glanced at An Qisheng:

"Gone mad?"

In his senses, An Qisheng's breath fell, like a burning fireball turning into a candle at once, and the contrast was great.

It's very similar to going mad.

"Sick ......"

An Qisheng coughed lightly twice, and a touch of pain appeared on his face at the right time:

"I'm sick, terminally ill, and there's no cure."

"Terminally ill?"

Tong Zhengyang shook his head slightly and ignored it again.

Tonight's Wang Quan Sword was extremely active, almost breaking out of his body, except to appease Wang Quan Sword, he had no time to pay attention to other things.

The sword of royal power is like iron but not iron, like qi but not qi, formless and substantial, once it is out of his flesh and blood blockade, it is impossible to find him.

For the sword of royal power, he lurked in the royal power for forty years, suffered countless humiliations, was hunted down by the whole world for several months, was seriously injured and wanted to die, and came to this place without aura.

If the sword of kingship is lost......

"Ahem."

An Qisheng pretended to cough a few times, took out Bigu Danhe and swallowed it with saliva.

"All the pictures came to an abrupt end when Tong Zhengyang appeared......."

An Qisheng's face was cloudy.

This matter is mixed, the good news is that Tong Zhengyang doesn't seem to have discovered his peep like Mr. Yang Ming, but it is impossible for him to get a glimpse of what happened before Tong Zhengyang crossed through his ability.

"Perhaps, what conditions cannot be met?"

An Qisheng turned his mind around, he still didn't know much about his ability.

He was mentally sleepy, but he was not strong, walked a few steps away, sat down against a big tree, fell asleep in a second, and fell into a deep sleep very quickly.

Tong Zhengyang is such a dangerous person by his side, as long as he doesn't make a move, he will not be in danger.

And if he made a move, unless he could run dozens of miles in an instant, it made no difference whether he was prepared or not.

Soon, a symmetrical call sounded.

Listening to the concentration of Tongzhengyang's eyelids jumped,

Another jump.

........

On the outskirts of Daxuanjing, somewhere in a fully enclosed office more than 100 meters underground.

An emergency meeting is underway.

On both sides of the long table, dozens of people sat opposite each other, all with serious expressions.

In front of the long table, on a huge projection screen, the battle on the coastal plains of Florida was projected, which seemed to take place only in a Golden Eagle blockbuster.

Syllable~

At the head of the left, a dignified middle-aged man got up, pressed the projection, and glanced at many colleagues with a serious expression:

"I believe everyone has seen this video from the Golden Eagle Country, whether you believe it or not, you have to tell you now that it is true."

The middle-aged man, codenamed 'Qinglong', was the moderator of the meeting.

The room was silent.

Everyone present is the leader of the action group, taking on the responsibility of guarding Daxuan, and they can also contact many things that ordinary people can't reach.

This video has been seen by everyone present.

"According to reliable sources, it is very likely that this dangerous person wants to smuggle into my Daxuan! Before me, he committed a bloody crime in Fuso, and hundreds of people died at his hands! ”

Ying Long held the long table, his eyes were cold:

"This mysterious person who is suspected of being an alien creature has surpassed the strength of Seeing God!"

"Ying Long, judging from the video alone, he has surpassed the gods, which is not surprising! The person who sees the gods is as fast as a galloping horse, and the short-distance explosion of 100 meters takes less than two seconds, but the speed of this person surpasses that of the gods is too much.

The musculoskeletal density of the god is very large, but it can only withstand small-caliber pistols, but the person in the video is enough to withstand machine gun bullets! ”

At the head of the right, a tall old man with gray hair taps on the long table:

"One shot of the machine gun bullet on the fighter jet of the Golden Eagle Country is enough to break the lion tiger in two, and no blood can be seen from the wound of that person into the internal organs, it is hard to imagine that this is something that the flesh can do."

This old man's name is White Tiger, and he is the leader of another action group.

"How to cope? Outside the borders, the army cannot move. ”

Some people wondered.

"Artificial intelligence Ying Long has mobilized military satellites to search for the traces of this person, and the special seven teams have been dispatched except for the four that cannot be withdrawn. No matter what purpose that person has, he will never be allowed to step into the Great Xuan for half a step! ”

Ying Long's gaze fell on the young man in the middle of the long table:

"Jairus, can you contact the Peerless Dao Master?"

The young man's body shook suddenly, a look of hesitation flashed on his face, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Report Qinglong, I can contact the teacher, but whether the teacher will go or not, I'm not sure."

"Just contact!"

Qinglong waved his hand and looked at a middle-aged man on the other side:

"Prisoner Niu, can you contact Grand Master Xue?"

The middle-aged man got up and sighed:

"The teacher is old, so why bother him with the old man? The subordinates are willing to go to the border, and would rather die than let this person enter the country! ”

"Huh?"

Qinglong's face sank.

"Alright."

The white tiger got up and waved his hand:

"Defending our home and country is the duty of our soldiers, and the Grand Master has been retired for decades, so we can't force it."

"Prison cow!"

Qinglong looked at the middle-aged man:

"On this mission, you and your subordinates, go with me!"

"Qinglong, you actually want to go? It's too dangerous! ”

The faces of the white tiger and everyone present changed, but they didn't expect this person to go in person.

Swish~

The green dragon's body stood upright and straight like a gun, and the sound was like iron and stone rubbing:

"What is the duty, what is the danger?"