On the melting snow, a blue figure was running fast.

It was Marquis Jean, dressed in battle armor and holding a magic sword in his arms.

Feeling the vibrations under his feet, feeling the growing sense of oppression in the depths of the earth, Jean's head was already full of cold sweat.

But I don't know why, waves of warm feelings came from the magic sword in his arms, so that even though he felt nervous and frightened, he was still calm to the extreme, and every step out of the country did not make the slightest mistake.

Then he felt that his body was pushed by a powerful force, and every step he took jumped a distance of dozens of meters, and the whole person ran in the direction of Angela at a speed far beyond his peak speed.

As soon as they rushed to the ship, all the people looked at the Marquis Jean in amazement.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Why did the earthquake happen suddenly?"

"Did you find anything? What about the others? ”

In the face of everyone's questions, the Marquis Jean didn't have time to answer them at all, but directly called the captain and said: "Hurry up and start the ship, lift the anchor, open the ship, hurry up!" ”

The captain looked at the Marquis of Jean with some inexplicability: "Huh? Why? The others haven't come here yet! ”

Feeling the momentum under his feet, which seemed to be endless, the fear in Jean's heart became more and more serious: "They are all dead, there are monsters in the tomb, quickly drive me a boat!" ”

Suddenly, he looked to his lower right, and saw a black slave holding his hand into his arms, and he looked down to see that the magic sword had somehow revealed a sharp corner.

Like a hen guarding eggs, the Marquis Jean screamed angrily, and had already punched the black man in the head, smashing the slave's head into a puddle of mud with a force of several tons. He quickly wrapped the magic sword again, as if he was very afraid of the attention of others fighting the magic sword.

Jean rolled his gaze to see the captain and crew hesitating, confused, suspicious, and hesitant. There was a hint of impatience in his eyes. Directly pushed away the surrounding crew and walked in the direction of the seaplane.

……

Deep underground, everyone stared blankly at the terrifying scene in front of them.

Zuo Zhicheng, who was originally sitting in the coffin, had already flown up in the air, he was in mid-air, countless black flames condensed in the void, and then like a spiritual snake, it drilled into his body, his body seemed to be inflated, with the filling of these black flames. Getting fuller and stronger.

It seemed that he couldn't stand this kind of pressure, a big man roared angrily and pulled the trigger directly, but the bullet hit Zuo Zhicheng's body, no, it should be said that it hit the real yuan qi that wrapped Zuo Zhicheng, as if it was hitting an alloy steel plate. There was no reaction at all.

On the contrary, Zuo Zhicheng's eyes moved slightly, and the big man's body had been pulled by the power of the five True Yuan One Qi. Then the limbs and head were torn apart, and they were broken into pieces like five horses.

Twenty-one years of dream cultivation, twenty-one years a day with his own ** constantly confronted, constantly tempering his will, his cultivation efficiency is far higher than most of the strong people in history, because those strong people can take advantage of danger. With the help of heaven and earth, he tempers his will, but he can't fight against himself to temper his will.

Today's Zuo Zhicheng, his true yuan qi has reached an incredible level.

So even a simple reaction is enough to split people's bodies.

Therefore, even if it is just the power of the dream dissipating, it is enough to change the celestial phenomena of the entire sea.

The killing was a prologue. In just a few minutes, one after another, the fighters could not bear the terrifying momentum of Zuo Zhicheng's body, and opened fire instinctively, some fainted directly to the ground, some were so frightened that they fell to the ground motionless, and some committed suicide with guns.

It's like a rabbit encountering a tiger, a chicken encountering an eagle, even if there is no targeted mental attack, but just standing near Zuo Zhicheng, the power of Zhenyuan One Qi still accidentally affected them.

They are affected by fear, shock, dizziness, etc., and once the will is unable to avoid this attack, they directly produce all kinds of adverse reactions.

Most of the objects in the heavens and the earth are constantly radiating energy towards the surroundings, and when a creature is strong enough to Zuo Zhicheng, even the radiation released by the subconscious body is enough to produce such an effect.

A few minutes later, the black flames in Zuo Zhicheng's void slowly disappeared, leaving only a faint layer of black flames covering Zuo Zhicheng's body, and he was like an ancient demon god, floating quietly in the air.

His gaze swept through the entire coffin, either he had become an idiot, or he was stunned, or he was dead, and the only one who could barely keep his sanity seemed to be the only mage Nick, and even so, he was already half-squatting on the ground, his face covered with cold sweat, and his body twitched from time to time.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Zhicheng tilted his head, and seemed to understand something after thinking about it slightly, the black fire on his body was slightly retracted, Zhenyuan was completely restrained, and the terrifying coercion had completely disappeared.

"Who are you? Why is it here? Zuo Zhicheng said this sentence in Daqi dialect.

"Holy Will Empire, Ministry of Magic Commissioned Officer III, Nick." Fortunately, Nick himself participated in World War I and learned some simple Daqi languages, so he could communicate with Zuo Zhicheng.

He looked like he had experienced an unprecedented life-and-death battle, looked at Zuo Zhicheng with a languid gaze and said, "My lord who has entered the realm of the gods (Lian Xu), we have no intention of disturbing your deep sleep, in order to save my life, I am willing to pay any price for our offense." ”

"Holy Will Empire?" As if realizing something, Zuo Zhicheng suddenly asked, "What time is it?" What age? ”

Over the next few minutes, Nick explained the current state of affairs in a general way, as well as some simple world forms.

Whether it was the detection of the true yuan qi, the reaction of the other party's body, or Zuo Zhicheng's own experience, he told him that the other party was not lying.

A trace of confusion suddenly flashed in Zuo Zhicheng's eyes: "It's been 21 years?" ”

"Is the New World also occupied......

"Uh...... This sir. Nick asked cautiously, "I haven't asked for your name yet." ”

"Is the name ......" Zuo Zhicheng lowered his head, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes: "My name...... It's called Zuo Qingcang. ”

"You wait here, I'll go get something first." The next moment, Zuo Qingcang pointed out towards the mountain wall in front of him, and the black flames turned into a whirlwind, which had already stirred out like a drill.

A moment later, in the loud sound that shook the earth, Zuo Qingcang had already come to the surface, and then he looked to the south, a seaplane was located at an altitude of hundreds of meters, and it was flying crookedly to the west, still rising, gradually turning into a small black dot.

Roar! A loud roar sounded from behind Zuo Zhicheng, and a hundred-meter-long disaster dragon came out of the imaginary space, and then flew into the sky with Zuo Qingcang.

With a boom, accompanied by the tearing sound of the air, the Calamity Dragon instantly flew up hundreds of meters into the air, looking at the suddenly enlarged moon in the sky, Zuo Qingcang was slightly stunned, and the loneliness in his eyes became more and more strict.

Time is lost unconsciously, and I can't imagine waking up again.

"Ten ~~ years ~~ life ~ ~ death ~~ two ~~ vast ~~ vast ~~"

Under the moon, above the dragon, an incomparably lonely voice sounded from Zuo Qingcang's mouth, but the next moment, the lonely color on his face had been swept away, turning into incomparably cold, only to see his palm facing the sky, aimed at the bottom of the seaplane, Zhenyuan Qi turned into a transparent color, and the invisible force field instantly spread out.

With a boom, earth-shattering loud noise, the sea level rose sharply, becoming a giant palm hundreds of meters long and composed of pure seawater, grabbing towards the seaplane in the sky. (To be continued......)