Great Dao Ji

Every time he meets someone, he compares and observes them. This has been a habit of An Qisheng for many years. Originally, he was limited by the lack of Dao power.

But now he has tens of millions of Dao power, at least in Xuanxing, there is nothing he cannot see.

All the Dao Yi Tu magical powers he has can only exert their most powerful effects after having enough Dao power.

As An Qisheng's mind moved, Dao Yi Tu appeared in the depths of his vision, and many words fell from the corners of his eyes like a waterfall.

[Consume 9 points of Dao Power]

[Chu Fan (27/95)]

[Original trajectory 1: Born in the Jueling Universe, Xuanxing, intelligent, calm, righteous, sincere, learned literature in childhood, martial arts at the age of 20, achieved some success, encountered the "Zombie King Cholera" in his youth and was infected by the evil and turned into a zombie, and lived in a daze for 20 years

Until the year 9842 of Kaiyuan, when the zombie king Zhushang set off a world-destroying catastrophe, the people of Xuanxing were wiped out, and the country was completely reduced to a zombie country. He was shocked and recovered his spiritual wisdom, screamed in pain, and had no relatives. He was the only one in the world.

Unwilling to suffer, he embarked on the road of salvation. Finally, in the gap between the zombie army and the nightmare hydra, he found a way to reverse the zombie bloodline, awakened countless humans, and established the Savior Army

Died in the year 9890 of Kaiyuan, the cause of death was Russell, a descendant of the nightmare hydra]

Savior.

An Qisheng looked at the dusty young man in front of him with a sigh in his heart.

Facing outsiders, the world itself will also have stress changes.

Unfortunately, all this happened too quickly. Now it is the end of Kaiyuan 9824. In the original trajectory, Xuanxing has perished in just eighteen years.

In such a short time, whether it is a great master like Su Jie who carries on the tradition or a saint savior born by great luck like Chu Fan, they do not have enough time to grow.

Compared with Su Jie, Chu Fan is even worse. He was infected and turned into a zombie at the first time. After reversing his bloodline and having a chance to turn the tables, he met Russell, the descendant of the nightmare hydra on Mars.

The disparity between the strong and the weak is too great, and there is nothing to be done after all.

In such a situation, even if he, Gu Changfeng, and even the great masters of ancient and modern times are in such a situation, it will not be better.

In a place where many great masters from ancient times to the present have never found a way forward, how difficult is it to fight against the zombie king Zhushang, who is at the level of the Ten Li of the Emperor in just twenty years?

Not to mention, it only took a few decades to strangle the nightmare hydra descendant Russell who had turned Xuanxing into a zombie kingdom.

Time is not waiting for me, what can I do?

"Mr. An, my name is Chu Fan, I am from Jinling, thank you for saving my life"

Chu Fan clasped his fists and bowed, with a bitter smile on his face: "Including this time, you have saved me twice."

Not to mention this time, if An Qisheng hadn't taken action in the last forest, he would probably have died there.

Not to mention that this is a grandmaster standing at the top of the global military power, even an ordinary person should have respect in his heart.

"This is not a place to stay for a long time, you should go back quickly."

An Qisheng took a deep look at Chu Fan.

His great fortune was still twenty years later, and there was nothing unusual at this time, even his luck was extremely bad.

When the time comes, the world will work together, and when the luck is gone, the hero is not free, it is not just talk.

Before jumping out, people will always be controlled by the environment.

This can be seen from the fact that the zombie ghost followed him back instead of others, and also ran away, chasing him instead of Feng Mingtao.

"I dare not come again."

Chu Fan sighed.

He gave Xiya Mountain Range an X from the bottom of his heart. If possible, he didn't want to come here in this life.

"See you again if we are destined to meet."

An Qisheng moved slightly and had already disappeared into the mountains and forests.

A locust wood token fell on the grass under Chu Fan's gaze.

"Mr. An, your stuff!"

Chu Fan called twice, but he could no longer see An Qisheng's back, so he could only bend down to pick it up.

It was cold to the touch, like touching a piece of fine cold jade.

At a glance, this locust wood token was exquisitely crafted and obviously not an ordinary item.

But An Qisheng could no longer be seen, and he obviously didn't have the ability to catch up, so he had to leave it and return it to him when he saw him later.

Huhu~~~

An Qisheng paced between the mountains and forests, seemingly at a leisurely pace, but he quickly crossed the mountains.

When Chu Fan got the token, he seemed to have a feeling in his heart. He looked back slightly, and could vaguely see Chu Fan looking for Feng Mingtao's shadow in the mountains and forests:

"The future will be difficult, I hope you can achieve something."

The locust wood token left for Chu Fan and the locust wood sign left for Su Jie are not the same thing.

The former is an invitation letter to the reincarnation paradise, the infinite cave heaven, while the latter is just the inheritance mark of the free-hand "Nantianmen" he left behind.

Although both of them are people with great luck, they are also different. Su Jie's luck has already flourished and is about to embark on his own path, while Chu Fan still needs twenty years.

The two are different, so what he wants to give is naturally different.

He has no other wishes, but only hopes that someone in the future can gain something, so that they will not face the despair of the catastrophe without a glimmer of hope.

With a sigh, An Qisheng climbed to the top of the mountain and looked into the distance. He could already see the Xiya Mountains still shrouded in storms.

"Huh?"

He frowned slightly.

Between the clouds and the sky, the storm was raging. Hurricanes roared through the sky like dragons. The changes in the sky caused by Mu Feng's disappearance had not completely disappeared until this moment. Sometimes it was sunny, and sometimes there were storms.

Sometimes avalanches are triggered. The weather around Mount Everest is even more unpredictable and dangerous. Now it is even more difficult for strangers to approach.

Da da da~

The helicopter slowly approached.

Wang Zhixuan stood at the cabin door, tall and wearing a windbreaker. Looking at the storms caused by the changes in airflow, she frowned slightly:

"Blue Bird, don't come any closer. Mu Feng can't land today."

The storm in Mu Feng is no longer as violent as it was half a year ago. There has been no storm for more than half of the ten days, but if it happens, the helicopter cannot get close.

"I understand, sister."

When the girl piloting the helicopter heard this, she immediately lowered her height and found a flat mountain to land on.

Wang Zhixuan gave a few instructions, then turned around and descended the mountain with two boxes of supplies.

Her skills are so good that even if she is carrying hundreds of kilograms of supplies, she can walk on the snow-capped mountains of this plateau as if on flat ground. The ravines, boulders, grass, tree trunks, and thorns along the way have not had the slightest impact on her.

Only a few hours later, they had arrived at the temporary camp outside Mu Feng.

I saw the solid, upside-down golden coffin wrapped in special magnetic isolation materials, as well as the nine extremely well-protected talismans.

"Dr. Wang?"

The guards at the temporary camp were very vigilant, and someone quickly came up to them.

"What happened?"

Looking at the slightly hesitant expressions of the special forces team members in front of her, Wang Zhixuan frowned slightly, already smelling a vague smell of blood.

The team member hesitated slightly, but still whispered: "It's Captain Qi Niu. He shot to death Dr. Yang Guanglin's student Su Xiuwei."

"Um?"

Wang Zhixuan raised her eyebrows slightly and swept across the camp with her eyes like a knife. She already saw Prisoner Niu and Yang Guanglin walking not far away.

"Danhuang, you're here."

Prisoner Niu saluted, Wang Zhixuan's status in the Special Affairs Bureau was higher than his.

"He moved the talisman?"

Wang Zhixuan gave Qiu Niu a cold look, and the latter nodded slightly.

"Good kill."

Wang Zhixuan's expression softened a little, and she glanced at Yang Guanglin again: "Dr. Yang, don't you know that the talisman cannot be moved?"

"There is something fishy about this matter."

Yang Guanglin looked a little tired, but he was not afraid of Wang Zhixuan's questioning and said:

"Xiu Wei has been following me for five or six years. He has done many experiments. He cannot move things that should not be touched. He is unjustly accused."

"Dr. Yang, are you saying that I kill indiscriminately?"

The prison bull pushed back hard:

"I am a professional sniper and have been in the army for twenty years. Could I be wrong?"

"Captain Qi Niu, don't be angry. I'm not an unreasonable person. Since it's shown on the surveillance, it's not wrong. I just suspect that he was influenced by the things in the golden coffin.

The other person is dead, but he cannot bear this infamy."

Yang Guanglin looked a little sad:

"It's also my fault. I only regarded him as a kind of radiation. I thought the radiation suit could resist it, so I agreed to let him study all night."

"I'm sorry about this."

Prisoner Niu felt apologetic and saluted:

"If you are still dissatisfied, you can apply for military arbitration. Even if you have to pay with my life, I don't care."

Qiu Niu felt a little apologetic, but if something like this happened again, he would still choose to kill him on the spot.

The Zombie King is more lethal than any weapon on Xuanxing today. Once something goes wrong, he will die ten thousand times and he will not be able to let the country and the people down.

Yang Guanglin just shook his head.

Wang Zhixuan listened to what the two said and seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: "Dr. Yang, do you have another student?"

"Yingying? She went to pay homage to her senior, right?"

Yang Guanglin frowned: "Does Dr. Wang suspect that Yingying was also raped?"

"Not impossible."

Wang Zhixuan glanced at the prisoner cow, her meaning was obvious, why not detain the person.

Prisoner Niu showed a wry smile. This Dr. Yang was no ordinary person. If it weren't for the seriousness of the matter, he wouldn't have dared to kill his disciple. How could he kill one of his disciples and detain another without any evidence? What about students?

You must know that this is a scholar specially hired by the Special Affairs Bureau. Although he is also a person who holds the power and sits on the throne, he cannot be compared with him.

"Su Xiuwei's body was burned with high-intensity flames, wrapped in anti-magnetic materials and buried under the snowfield."

Prisoner Niu didn't shy away from Yang Guanglin's presence and spoke directly.

But before he finished speaking, Wang Zhixuan's expression suddenly changed. She stepped on her foot and knocked Yang Guanglin to the ground with great force, but she ignored him.

One stepped forward forty meters, swiped his palm from his waist, and with a knife, he tore through the magnetic radiation material and slashed towards the girl inside.

Her movements were up and down in less than a second, and she had already fully displayed all her skills.

But it was still too late.

The girl wearing heavy protective clothing, Geng Yingying, had already torn off the talisman in her hand!

Buzz~

The next moment, red light shot up into the sky, dyeing the sky red.

A whisper like a devil's whisper slowly spread out:

"You ants who provoke me, are you ready to face my wrath?"

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