Great Dao Ji

From the angle of view, the light shines brightly.

Many spiritual imprints twinkled like stars in the dim viewing angle, one of which was brilliant and dazzling.

"Tongzhengyang"

While An Qisheng's heart was slightly ups and downs, that brand was bright and powerful.

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

Buzz~

In the increasingly tired light, the 'star' suddenly shattered.

The endless light and shadow were like rolling tides, endless, like an endless river flowing in front of his eyes.

An Qisheng was not at peace. He had experienced similar scenes countless times, and he was still shocked every time he saw them.

Have you traveled through time and space?

Or has it entered their spirit?

How could I awaken such a powerful ability?

While many thoughts flashed through his mind, many pictures flashed past like a slideshow from his perspective, but An Qisheng could see all the pictures.

At night, Tong Zhengyang sat quietly in the mountains and forests. He made a violent move and defeated Porter with one palm. On the beach, he slapped the two great monks Shi Xinlu and Shi Xinwu to death with a casual palm. On the boundless ocean, a small boat drifted with the current. , above the deck, reading books through Tongzhengyang

Scenes of events that had happened to Tong Zhengyang passed by in his mind.

And as Tong Zhengyang's experience reversed, An Qisheng felt that his mental power was also being consumed very quickly.

"Not enough, not enough"

An Qisheng murmured to himself.

What interests him most about Tong Zhengyang is how he came to this world.

The first time traveler he saw should be Wang Honglin, the Eight Great Masters. Unfortunately, Wang Honglin has passed away long ago, and the spirit in that book can only be seen in that courtyard, and he cannot look forward to it.

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

As the pictures flowed by, An Qisheng truly saw the tyranny of Tong Zhengyang.

On the coastal plains of Florida, fighter jets roared past, tanks came in swarms, and artillery fire poured down, as if to cleanse the earth.

Tong Zhengyang shuttled through the hail of bullets. Except for the shells swaying in flames, he was basically bathed in the hail of bullets!

Machine gun bullets the size of palms poured down like a downpour, but they were unable to penetrate his body at all. At most, they left white marks on it. Even if bullets occasionally shot in from the huge wounds in his chest and abdomen,

It couldn't even hurt his internal organs!

What a tyrannical body this is? !

Even in this state, An Qisheng's heart couldn't help but beat with a sudden glance.

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

It was Freeport at dusk. Over the deep pit where the statue of the goddess was supposed to stand, Tong Zhengyang suddenly appeared with his eyes closed and blood all over his body!

boom!

But at this moment, An Qisheng felt his eyes go dark, as if he had hit an invisible barrier!

call!

Under the cover of night, An Qisheng suddenly opened his eyes, his face suddenly lost color and became as pale as paper.

"Um?"

Tong Zhengyang frowned with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and glanced at An Qisheng:

"Obsessed?"

In his induction, An Qisheng's breath dropped, like a burning fireball turning into a candle. The contrast was huge.

Very similar to being possessed.

"I'm sick"

An Qisheng coughed twice, and a hint of pain appeared on his face:

"This is an old problem of mine. It's a terminal illness and there's no cure."

"Terminally ill?"

Tong Zhengyang shook his head slightly and ignored it.

Tonight, the King Quan Sword was so active that it almost broke out of his body. Apart from appeasing the King Quan Sword, he had no time to care about anything else.

The King Quan Sword looks like iron but not iron, like air but not air, intangible and without quality. Once it is separated from his flesh and blood seal, it will be impossible even for him to find it.

For the King Quan Sword, he lurked in the King Quan Road and worked as a sidekick for forty years. He suffered countless humiliations, was hunted by the whole world for several months, was seriously injured and was about to die, and yet he came to this spiritual place without spiritual energy.

If the King Quan Sword is lost

"Ahem."

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

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

An Qisheng's face looked uncertain.

This incident was a mixed blessing. Fortunately, Tong Zhengyang did not seem to notice his peeping like Mr. Yangming did, but it was impossible for him to use his ability to get a glimpse of what happened before Tong Zhengyang traveled through time.

"Perhaps there are some conditions that cannot be met?"

An Qisheng changed his mind. He still knew very little about his ability.

He was feeling sleepy, but he didn't force himself. He walked a few steps further, sat down against a big tree, fell asleep in a second, and fell into a deep sleep very quickly.

With such a dangerous person like Tong Zhengyang by his side, as long as he doesn't take action, he will not be in danger.

And he took action. Unless he could run dozens of miles in an instant, it would make no difference whether he was prepared or not.

Soon, a well-proportioned cry sounded.

Tong Zhengyang's eyelids twitched as he listened.

Another jump.

On the outskirts of Daxuan Jing, somewhere in a fully enclosed office more than a hundred meters underground.

An emergency meeting is being held.

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

In front of the long table, on the huge projection screen, a scene on the coastal plain of Florida was being projected. The scene looked like a battle that would only happen in a blockbuster film about the Golden Eagle Country.

Pa~

To the left, a dignified middle-aged man stood up, turned off the projector, and glanced at his colleagues with a serious expression:

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

The middle-aged man, codenamed ‘Qinglong’, is the host of this meeting.

There was silence in the room.

Everyone present is the leader of each action team, responsible for guarding Daxuan, and they also have access to many things that ordinary people cannot access.

Everyone present has seen this video.

"According to reliable information, this dangerous person is very likely to want to sneak into our Daxuan! Before I did this, he committed a murder in Fuso, and hundreds of people died in his hands!"

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

"This mysterious man who is suspected of being an alien creature has already surpassed the power of a god!"

"Ying Long, judging from the video alone, he has surpassed Jian Shen. This is not surprising! Jian Shen is as fast as a galloping horse. He can burst to 100 meters in less than two seconds, but this person's speed is much faster than Jian Shen.

Jianshen's muscles and bones are very dense, but they can only withstand small-caliber pistols, but the man in the video can withstand machine gun bullets! "

To the right, a tall old man with gray hair tapped on the long table:

"One shot from the machine gun bullet on the Golden Eagle fighter jet was enough to cut a liger in two. Even if the man's wound was penetrated into his internal organs, there would be no blood. It's hard to imagine that this is something that the body can do."

This old man's name is Bai Hu, and he is the leader of another action team.

"How to deal with it? Outside the border, the army cannot move without permission."

Some people expressed doubts.

"Artificial intelligence Yinglong has mobilized military satellites to search for traces of this person. The seven special teams, except for the four that cannot escape, have been dispatched. No matter what the purpose of that person is, he will never be allowed to step into Daxuan!"

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

"Yai Sui, are you able to contact Taoist Master Juechen?"

The young man codenamed Yaizhen was shaken, a look of hesitation flashed across his face, and he gritted his teeth and said:

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

“Just keep in touch!”

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

"Qi Niu, can you contact Grandmaster Xue?"

The middle-aged man stood up and sighed:

"The teacher is already old, why bother him? I would like to go to the border. I would rather die than let this person enter!"

"Um?"

Qinglong's face darkened.

"alright."

Bai Hu stood up and waved his hand:

"It is our duty as a soldier to protect our homeland. The Grand Master has been retired for decades. We cannot force him."

"Prison Cow!"

Qinglong looked at the middle-aged man:

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

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

The expressions of Bai Hu and everyone present changed. They did not expect that this person would actually go in person.

Huh~

Qinglong's body suddenly stood upright like a spear, and his sound was like the friction of iron and stone:

"What's the duty, what's the danger?"