Seeing that Emperor Wu's will was dissipated, the commander sat down weakly as if his spine had been torn off.

He leaned back in his chair, his eyes staring blankly at the big screen, his expression extremely bitter, and his arms trembling slightly.

Finished!

It's all over!

Obviously, it only needs to wait a few more minutes.

It's just a few minutes.

The commander looked at the support route next to him, and the special operations team was only three and a half minutes away from the area where Emperor Wu's will was located.

Three minutes and thirty seconds!

The Commander's fists clenched, his joints gurgling, and his expression grew cold.

He stared at the screen, at the cheering mercenaries and the well-trained foreign special forces, and anger grew in his eyes.

The commander coldly ordered: "Order the special operations flight formation to carry out indiscriminate attacks, and kill the intruders!" ”

After he finished speaking, his eyes were closed, and he leaned back in his chair weakly, not wanting to look any further.

The loss of Emperor Wu's treasury was undoubtedly a huge loss to Huaxia.

This loss cannot be measured in terms of money, or anything.

Meanwhile.

Rotten Ke Valley is dozens of miles away from Emperor Wu's will.

Although Qin Haoran was a Grandmaster Martial Artist, there were other mercenaries on the way.

Even if Qin Haoran's cultivation is strong, he is very passive in the face of modern firepower that has formed a scale.

In a matter of minutes, he hurried for more than thirty miles, killing at least twenty mercenaries and bounty hunters, but also paying a terrible price.

His left arm was grazed with a sniper rifle, and the blood was like a babbling stream, staining his white sleeve with blood.

Fortunately, he dodged at the critical moment, otherwise one arm would have been scrapped directly.

However, the injury to his arm still greatly delayed Qin Haoran's speed of action.

His face was as pale as paper, sweat the size of a bean slid down his cheeks, and a strong tingling pain continued to pour from his arm.

But Qin Haoran didn't have time to rest, let alone hesitate.

He knew that Emperor Wu was still waiting for him.

He knew that he must not fall down on the road.

The only thing that kept Qin Haoran going on was the strong aura emanating from Emperor Wu's will.

The breath of martial arts!

It was an aura that only a martial artist, only a spiritually strong cultivator, could feel.

Like wolf smoke, straight into the nine heavens.

Terror.

Immortal.

Vicissitudes.

It seems to expound the supreme mystery of heaven and earth.

It is also like showing the most essential truth of the universe.

That is the brilliance of the Tao and the Reason!

However, Qin Haoran was rushing towards the will of the Martial Emperor in a hurry, and the martial arts aura that went straight to the Nine Heavens suddenly collapsed!

It was like a breeze blowing, and the clouds and smoke dissipated.

Suddenly, the martial arts aura that belonged to Emperor Wu could no longer be felt.

Qin Haoran suddenly stopped.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked southeast in grief, his mouth wide open and he let out a silent roar.

"No~~~"

After a long time, a hoarse voice spat out from Qin Haoran's mouth.

"Minister, ashamed of Emperor Wu."

Qin Haoran seemed to have his bones pulled out, and knelt weakly on the ground full of rubble, tears slowly dripping down his jade-like cheeks.

With the silent collision, like beautiful glass, it turned into countless fragments.

He lay on the ground, his hands clutching the gravel.

The sharp edges and corners of the gravel pierced the palm of the palm, and there was no feeling.

The heart is like ashes.

Shameful.

Qin Haoran only had hatred left at this time.

Hate yourself for being incompetent and unable to protect Emperor Wu.

I hated myself for being careless and guessed the wrong place of enlightenment.

Hate yourself for being a waste person after all.

He lay on the ground, bowed in the direction of Emperor Wu's disappearance in despair, and said numbly: "The minister is incompetent, and he never coexisted and died with the Great Song Dynasty seven hundred years ago." Seven hundred years later, it will not be able to protect the inheritance of Emperor Wu. ”

"Long live the sins of the ministers, woo woo ......."

When Qin Haoran said this, he was choked up and speechless.

Tears fell like pearls on the muddy ground.

He bowed heavily to the southwest, and he no longer had the will to continue living.

At this moment, a dragon chant resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking Kunlun!

For a moment, everyone looked towards the sky, their eyes full of doubts and shock.

What's going on?

In the midst of the shock, the sky changed.

Dark clouds shrouded the sky, like a dark mountain range floating in the air, as if it could fall into the world at any moment!

"Moan."

The sound of the dragon's groan, lingering in the clouds, echoed in the mountains.

A terrible aura fell from the sky, and it was clear that nothing was seen, and nothing was found.

But it was as if there was a mountain pressing on his heart.

But it was as if he had a pistol on his head.

A deadly crisis strikes us.

It makes people afraid to breathe.

It is as if any movement may alarm the existence of the underworld and bring a devastating blow.

Qin Haoran looked blankly at the abrupt sky.

"Whew!"

The wind howled, and a behemoth flashed through the clouds.

The white scale armor the size of a porcelain bowl resembles a jade carving, and its huge body makes the mountains look incomparably small. The round body is like a giant python, but it is much bigger than a giant python.

Faintly, claws like goshawks peeked out of the clouds.

The white talons were sharper than any divine weapon, emitting a light that made space tremble.

Although he hadn't spied on all of that behemoth, Qin Haoran immediately realized the identity of the other party.

As if a thunderbolt exploded in his mind, Qin Haoran's eyes widened and he looked at the sky in shock.

Dragon-kun!

The dragon king in the mouth of the divine beast dragon turtle.

The divine dragon that sheltered Emperor Wu all his life.

The one who was almost inseparable from Emperor Wu and had no separate partner until his death.

Qin Haoran stood up suddenly.

He was shocked, delighted, and a little puzzled.

Dragon Jun has appeared!

The divine beast dragon turtle is not wrong, the dragon monarch is really still in the world.

But......

Emperor Wu?

Where is Emperor Wu?

Could it be that Emperor Wu has passed away back then?

Qin Haoran's thoughts were confused, and his previous grief was instantly dissipated by the impact of Long'er's appearance.

At the same time as the dragon appeared, all the military satellites in the world staring at Kunlun lost their due role.

Heavy dark clouds obscured the sky and the sun, blocking the satellite's snooping on the ground.

In the dark clouds, thunder flashed.

Strong electromagnetic waves affect the transmission of satellite signals.

The commander-in-chief stood up abruptly, looking at the heavy dark clouds covering the Kunlun Mountains, and was extremely shocked.

This change came too quickly and too violently.

There was obviously no warning before, why did Kunlun Mountain suddenly cover the sky with dark clouds.

This phenomenon is so abnormal.

Something went wrong.

Event!

The commander-in-chief was shocked, and hurriedly ordered: "Quick, go and find out what happened." ”

However, the doubts of the commander-in-chief did not affect the changes in Kunlun Mountain.

The dragon looms, shuttling through the clouds, so happy.

Although she likes to be with Li Hao very, very much, her body is a little less free than the dragon body.

At this moment, he turned into a dragon body and flew casually in the sky, not to mention how happy.

The only thing that makes Long Er regret is that Li Hao is not here.

If you can frolic in the air with Li Hao, there is nothing happier for Long'er.

It's just that the mercenary groups, bounty hunters, and other invaders in Kunlun Mountain don't have the good mood of Long'er at all.

They stared at the sky in amazement, their eyes full of fear and shock.

"Dragon!"

"It's a dragon!"

Exclamations came and went.

People's eyes widened, and they only felt that the scene in front of them was so incredible, so terrifying!

Dragons, in the West, are evil beasts, fierce beasts!

One of the ultimate bosses that only exists in myths and legends!

When a dragon appeared in front of you, the shock was indescribable in any words.

While the mercenaries were attracted by the dragon, only one noticed the changes in the valley.

Lao K watched in amazement as countless stars emerged, floating like fireflies in the place where Emperor Wu's will disappeared.

Those points of light quickly converged, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a human form.

A human form with incomparably clear clarity.

Handsome face.

A grim gaze.

Gray hair turns blue!

The figure is tall and muscular.

There seemed to be a layer of holy light on his body, white and foggy, he could see it, but he couldn't remember it.

Not like a mortal!