The King of Special Warfare

It wasn't just the people in the Central Plains who heard the thunder.

The thunder rolls past in the depths of the cloud, the sound wave spreads, and finally becomes a soft sound between heaven and earth, and then disappears without a trace.

Beihai Wang.

On the Emperor Soldiers Mountain.

Xuan Xuanzi, the master of metaphysics in Central Continent who was visiting Dibing Mountain, suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky.

The night is over, and the dawn is coming.

There was a faint light on the Dibing Mountain. Looking at the distant sky from the Dibing Mountain, the distant sky was still covered with gray night. Xuanxuanzi looked at the high sky, the smile on his mouth gradually faded, his pupils began to shrink, and even his body All become stiff.

"Master?"

Wang Xiaoyao, who was sitting opposite Xuan Xuanzi, was a little surprised.

It has been seven days since Xuan Xuanzi came to Dibing Mountain.

Except for the first day when Wang Tianzong personally met Xuanxuanzi, Wang Xiaoyao was usually by his side for the rest of the day.

This is true of many things in Dibing Mountain.

Xuan Xuanzi didn't feel neglected either.

Wang Xiaoyao's status is noble enough.

And if Wang Xiaoyao doesn't want to be hated by others, he is definitely a character that is hard to hate.

Wang Xiaoyao's popularity is the best in the Beihai Wang family, whether it is on the mountain or down the mountain.

When there is a disagreement within the Beihai Wang family, it is usually Wang Xiaoyao who comes forward to act as a peacemaker.

When there was friction between the Southeast factions, it was Wang Xiaoyao who came forward to mediate.

He could even sit with Gu Xingyun, the Great Elder of Kunlun City, talking and laughing happily, naturally.

He never seemed to have an enemy in his mind.

So everyone can feel his sincerity.

Wang Tianzong likes to be quiet.

Therefore, whenever there were important guests on Dibing Mountain, Wang Xiaoyao would accompany them.

Wang Xiaoyao has a good relationship with Xuan Xuanzi,

It can be regarded as a year-end friendship, for Xuan Xuanzi, sitting with Wang Xiaoyao is even more comfortable than when he is facing Wang Tianzong.

"listen."

Xuanxuanzi said in a deep voice, he was still dressed in a clean Taoist robe, holding a dust whisk in his hand, with a childlike face and white hair, he was as immortal as a fairy.

"Listen to what?"

Wang Xiaoyao looked helpless, he had been with Xuan Xuanzi for a long time, and he was used to the occasional nagging of this master of metaphysics.

The place where the two are located is one of the most suitable places to view the scenery on Dibing Mountain. Wang Xiaoyao and Xuanxuanzi were waiting for the sunrise, but Xuanxuanzi was so excited when there was just two lights today. Wang Xiaoyao couldn't imagine it. clear.

"Dragon Yin!"

Xuan Xuanzi's deep tone carried a strong solemnity that couldn't be resolved.

He didn't actually hear the thunder.

But at that moment just now, he really vaguely heard the dragon chant.

He looked in the direction of the Central Plains province, pondered for a long time, and then slowly said: "The dragon is in the Central Plains."

He suddenly turned around to look at Wang Xiaoyao, and said seriously: "I'm going to see His Majesty the Sword Emperor now, this matter is related to the success or failure of my trip, hurry up!"

Wang Xiaoyao glanced at him, and took out his mobile phone without saying a word.

Dawn broke in the sky.

Morning breeze blew up on Dibing Mountain.

The snow-white floating dust in Xuan Xuanzi's hand suddenly moved with the wind.

The white filaments at the front of the floating dust fluttered up, and the roots stood upright, trembling slightly with the wind, like a pale flower without the slightest color.

The invisible wind between heaven and earth penetrated the entire floating dust.

Xuan Xuanzi's expression changed drastically.

"Snapped!"

A crisp and clear voice sounded on Dibing Mountain.

In Wang Xiaoyao's suddenly concentrated sight, the floating dust in Xuan Xuanzi's hand suddenly exploded.

Xuan Xuanzi spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood was spotty, staining the shattered floating dust red.

White mist rose from the gazebo on Dibing Mountain.

Thick fog rose suddenly, covering a large area of ​​mountains and plains.

The white mist resounded high in the sky amid Xuanxuanzi's extremely angry panting.

The mist is spreading and condensing.

The mountains and fields washed by the white mist are becoming more and more green.

The white mist is rising.

The morning light is fully lit.

The bright morning sun jumped out of the endless sea in the east, the golden light fell down, and the white mist floating high in the sky turned into a cloud.

The cloud drifted farther and farther away, and finally disappeared completely.

Xuan Xuanzi, with a pale face and blood on the corner of his mouth, stared at the direction where the cloud and mist disappeared.

In front of him, the fragments of floating dust had completely disappeared.

"Old bald donkey!"

Xuan Xuanzi gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes were full of resentment: "The ghost lingers!"

"Master!"

Wang Xiaoyao finally came to his senses from the shock before him. He took a step forward and helped Xuan Xuanzi to sit down: "What's going on here?"

Xuan Xuanzi took a deep breath.

In a very short period of time, his originally white and lustrous hair completely dimmed, turning into an old gray.

His palm tremblingly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly grabbed Wang Xiaoyao tightly.

"I want to see His Majesty the Sword Emperor now!"

He looked seriously into Wang Xiaoyao's eyes.

The distance between the two is very close.

Wang Xiaoyao could clearly see the hideous light in the opponent's eyes.

The weather is completely bright.

The long night turned into day.

sunny.

In the early morning of Dibing Mountain in early summer, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.

A violent thunderclap suddenly broke the silence on Dibing Mountain.

A deep and dazzling blue suddenly appeared on the top of Dibing Mountain.

Boundless sword intent exploded on the top of the mountain.

The sword intent roared violently on Dibing Mountain.

The angry sea below the mountain began to rush, and the waves slammed against the cliff crazily, and the sound of the tide boiled completely with the spreading sword intent.

The faint blue on the top of the mountain keeps spreading.

Covering the sun, distorting the space, the sound of the wind spreads in the light.

In the silent world, for a moment, only the incomparably bright and dazzling ten thousand thunder lights remained.

Lightning spread freely in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, the thunder that covered the sun merged together and turned into a huge sword hundreds of meters long.

The giant sword was spinning in the air, and the sword intent was like rain, falling continuously.

Wang Xiaoyao looked at the top of the mountain with surprise.

"Sheng Xiao broke through!"

There was genuine pleasure in his voice.

Wang Shengxiao has been active in the outside world in recent years. After Li Tianlan, he can now be said to be a well-deserved leader of the young generation in Central Continent. Even in the dark world, he has earned a great reputation and is known as the North Sea Tianjiao.

It was not until three months ago that Wang Shengxiao returned to the Beihai Wang family. He had already made further preparations, and after three months of silence, he finally succeeded today.

This year Wang Shengxiao was twenty-six years old.

Twenty-six years old, at the peak of the Shocking Thunder Realm with both wind and thunder veins!

The battle of pride.

On the road of invincibility, Wang Shengxiao is already at the forefront.

Wang Xiaoyao was in high spirits.

But Xuan Xuanzi's complexion became more and more gloomy.

He laughed miserably, looked at the direction where the thunder light was floating and scattered, and murmured: "It's late."

"What's late?"

A voice suddenly sounded, extremely calm.

It was not Wang Xiaoyao who asked the question.

It was Wang Tianzong who quietly appeared in the pavilion.

Wang Xiaoyao didn't inform him to come.

But the first time he saw Wang Shengxiao's breakthrough, Wang Tianzong appeared directly in front of Xuanxuanzi.

"The dragon vein has been formed."

Xuan Xuanzi looked at Wang Tianzong and said bitterly, "Your Majesty, there is no chance."

Wang Tianzong frowned.

Wang Xiaoyao's body also tensed up.

Dragon veins!

Following the treason of the madman Li, Zhongzhou has lost its dragon veins for more than 20 years.

This is something that all the big shots in Central Continent know.

It is also because of this that Central Continent, known as the world's most powerful country, has experienced such ups and downs in recent years.

Now the dragon vein has been formed?

Wang Xiaoyao looked at Wang Tianzong, then at Xuanxuanzi, his mouth moved, but he still didn't speak in the end.

Wang Tianzong's eyes were completely concentrated.

"Just now?"

he asked.

"I am not sure."

Xuan Xuanzi shook his head, his eyes were really dazed: "Maybe it was just now, maybe it was before, Wuwei blew me once before he died, and now I can't grasp the state of the dragon's veins. The luck accumulated over the years Being robbed alive..."

His crying and laughing face showed unwillingness and anger that could not be vented: "I lost. Your Majesty, there is nothing I can do about Sheng Xiao's matter now."

Wang Tianzong remained silent.

Xuan Xuanzi has a very high reputation in Central Continent, but in recent years, some people have privately commented that this master of metaphysics is not as transcendent as Master Wuwei, but looks more like a master of metaphysics used by the Wang family of Beihai.

It makes sense to say so.

Xuanxuanzi has indeed done a lot for the Beihai Wang family these years.

But his trip was said to be a guest, but in fact it was the most critical visit to the Beihai Wang family in these years.

For many years, he and Master Wuwei have been trying to reshape the dragon's veins.

Both have their own progression.

It's just that their final choices are completely different.

Master Wuwei chose Li Tianlan.

And Xuanxuanzi chose Wang Shengxiao.

Who will bear the dragon's veins? For the two, it is a different cause and effect.

Xuanxuanzi came to Dibing Mountain here because he wanted to transfer all the luck accumulated over the years to Wang Shengxiao, so that Wang Shengxiao would bear the embryonic form of the dragon vein in one fell swoop.

But now the dragon vein has been formed.

The infinite luck was directly plundered at the moment when the dragon veins first formed.

Wang Shengxiao has lost his chance.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, this move can be said to have completely destroyed the overall plan of the Beihai Wang family.

If this accident does not happen...

Once Wang Shengxiao bears the dragon veins and takes a complete set of immortality potion, he is enough to rush into the invincible state in the fastest time.

three years? four years? Maybe for a shorter period of time.

But now, this opportunity is gone.

"The dragon's veins are on Li Tianlan's body."

Wang Tianzong said that he did not use interrogative sentences, but affirmative sentences.

Xuan Xuanzi looked at Wang Tianzong.

Wang Tianzong's eyes were deep and calm, without any emotion.

Xuan Xuanzi nodded.

"What will happen to him in the future?"

Wang Tianzong asked.

Xuan Xuanzi shook his head, and said softly: "No one can judge his destiny, and no one can predict the trend of the dragon's veins. In the future...with the dragon's veins added to him, the stronger Zhongzhou is, the stronger Li Tianlan will be."

If this sentence is understood from another angle, the stronger Li Tianlan is, the stronger Zhongzhou will be.

"Invincible to all enemies, see the dragon unloading his armor!"

Xuan Xuanzi said in a deep voice: "Li Tianlan has returned, he is now in the Central Plains."

Wang Tianzong's body seemed to shake slightly.

He pondered for a long time before asking: "No chance?"

"I'm not sure."

Xuan Xuanzi said: "I'm not sure how long he will carry the dragon's veins. If the time is short, it is possible to get out... But Sheng Xiao has no chance. If he can successfully draw out the dragon's veins, Xiaoyao and Dijiang are relatively the most suitable .”

"If Li Tianlan is really in harmony with Central Continent's luck..."

Wang Tianzong looked at Xuan Xuanzi deeply: "What will happen to the Beihai Wang family in the future?"

Xuanxuanzi glanced at Wang Tianzong, thinking that the crisis of the Beihai Wang family is approaching now, Wang Shengxiao cannot be invincible, and the plan has been completely disrupted, so what is there to say about this so-called future?

He was silent for a long time before he said lightly, "I don't know."

To not know is to be uncertain.

But in the eyes of a real hero, not knowing means that it is not good.

The future of the Beihai Wang family is not good.

Wang Tianzong's eyes flickered, and he said calmly: "What should we do now? Kill Li Tianlan?"

Xuan Xuanzi was silent for a moment, then said lightly: "Dragon veins have roots, if you want to try to extract the dragon veins, you must do it at the place where the dragon veins were first born."

He paused, lowered his eyelids, and said softly: "If your majesty wants to regain the dragon's veins, the first thing to do is to win Lin'an Gushan."

"Kill Li Honghe."

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