Fantasy Realization System

"Fast speed!"

The monitor sitting in front of the electronic screen was shocked, and saw the red dot on the screen flashed, and in a blink of an eye he jumped out of the radar's detection range.

Under radar detection, Zhou Ming's biological signal disappeared in a flash and disappeared over Lincheng in a short time.

Zhou Ming didn't want to pay attention to the military's tricks. He rushed out of Lincheng immediately after mentioning his speed.

Yanjing, the headquarters of the security group.

"Director, you really want to..."

In the lobby of the Security Bureau's base, the leaders of each group gathered together with a grim expression.

It was Jin Wenbin, the leader of the third group, who was now wearing a black jacket, and he was obviously preparing to go out with Leng Jian.

"This time the mission is dangerous to succeed, so don't follow along. I'll go alone this time."

Leng Jian looked resolute and looked at the group leaders dignifiedly.

"Director, we want to go with you."

"The ninth level of Qi refining cultivation base, you will only die when you go. Don't make senseless sacrifices. I am going alone to find out the situation. Have your brains been assimilated by the empty edges?"

Anger flashed in Leng Jian’s eyes, and now the information sent back from the Demon Capital indicated that Kong Leng had become the puppet of the evil cultivator. When he rushed past them with insufficient strength, these people would eventually become the same as Kong Leng. End.

Leng Jian's gaze swept across the face of each group leader, and his voice was like a sharp sword, piercing their hearts fiercely.

The news from the Demon Capital undoubtedly aroused the anger in the hearts of every group leader.

The recent serial murders in Modu were all committed by the same person. Not only did the murderer fail to destroy the evidence he had left on the scene, but he wanted to eagerly expose himself. He continued to create murders for the police and the security bureau. The investigator left many clues to the investigation.

In the end, news came from the Modu Security Bureau saying that the murderer had been photographed.

When everyone saw it, they were suddenly shocked. This strange murderer was not someone else, but was the empty edge of the mission who went out with Yuemei before.

At present, the Security Bureau has locked the position of Ren Li, and the empty situation has become clear. He has now become a puppet tool for the evil cultivation of Ren Li, and he is doing evil everywhere in the Demon Capital.

Faced with such a situation, the headquarters of the Security Bureau had to raise the task level to an extremely dangerous level.

Before the cold trip, I wanted to hold a short meeting, but I didn't expect these guys to receive the news one by one in advance, and they were going to go to the magic city with him to deal with evil cultivators.

"Director, it's too dangerous for you to go alone."

Jin Wenbin, the leader of the three groups, said again.

"With you, am I not in danger?"

Looking at Jin Wenbin coldly, he said coldly.

"Secretary, I mean..."

Before Jin Wenbin finished speaking, the cold room interrupted him.

"You used to be a burden to me. If you don't want to die, just stay in the base."

Speaking indifferently, he walked out of the hall, and disappeared in one step.

Then, the voice of the cold room suddenly echoed in the hall.

"If a team member disobeys the order, he shall be expelled from the security bureau immediately and shall not be hired for life!"

The sound of majesty fell, and everyone in the hall felt unprecedented pressure.

"Well, let's end the meeting and return to their respective posts."

Yuemei stood up, said indifferently, and quickly walked towards the second group of areas where he was.

The third group leader glanced at Yuemei's back, really helpless, sighed, and returned to the training branch where the third group was located...

The leaders of the other groups were very uncomfortable. Now the group leader Kong Leng has become a puppet of evil cultivators, but they are still staying at their own base, which is really unreasonable.

Leng Jian went out to perform the task alone, and he didn't know what the result would be. If Leng Jian lost to the evil repair, then they, the headquarters of the Security Bureau, would face the embarrassing situation of a group of dragons without a leader.

The Huaxia official side didn't know what measures would be taken when the time came. The complicated connection made the group leaders very confused.

They always wondered why there was such a powerful evil cultivation in China.

...........

Besides, Zhou Ming left Lincheng and rushed to Yu Province when the sky was faintly bright. After determining the location of Xia Yan and the others, Zhou Ming put away the Demon Jue Sword and swooped down towards Zheng Cheng.

Mt. Song is surrounded by clouds and mist, and countless vegetation covers the peaks, which is full of vitality.

Although it is late autumn at this time, there is still greenery on Mount Song, like spring.

On the top of Mount Song, which is invisible to the naked eye, an old man in white clothes hides his figure, passing by the cloud, with his hands on his back and his feet on the void, like an immortal in the sky.

The fact that mortals can't see this old-fashioned figure does not mean that Zhou Ming in the sky can't see it.

Zhou Ming was falling rapidly from a high altitude at this time, and thick white clouds continued to fly past him. He was like a falling cannonball, sprinting downward at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.

"Friends, please stay!"

Although Zhou Ming saw this old way, he didn't intend to pay attention to it, letting his body rush downward! But he didn't expect that he ignored this old way, but he came over by himself.

This old man put on his sleeve robe, the whole figure looked like a wisp of smoke, and he blinked to Zhou Ming's side.

Zhou Ming's body slowed down, his feet stepped in the air, he stepped out a wave of air, and stopped in the air. He looked indifferent, looking at this old Taoist, "What advice does the Taoist master have?"

"I can't talk about advice. Peng Dao just wants to ask Dao friends. This trip down the mountain, but to the world."

The old way is very interesting. The human world he refers to actually refers to the human society. Is it possible that this old way really regards himself as a god?

Zhou Ming glanced at this old way, and said lightly: "As you can see."

The veteran did not expect Zhou Ming to speak so indifferently. He looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, searching in his memory whether there was such a female disciple among the relevant schools.

However, he thought for a long time, but he couldn't find a female disciple who wanted the appearance of the girl in front of him among the major cultivation schools.

"I don't know if friends go down the mountain, there will be an experience handbook given by the sect. If there is no handbook given by the head of the sect, the Taoist friends will not be able to go down the mountain privately."

This old-fashioned face was kind, but there was a hint of inquiry and warning in his eyes.

Zhou Ming couldn't help feeling a little funny, and dare to feel that this old fellow regarded himself as a disciple of a certain sect in the cultivation world. He said to the old Tao: "I think the Taoist master has misunderstood. I am not a disciple of the mortal sect in your cultivation world. I am just a casual cultivator, passing here by accident."

After listening to what Zhou Ming said, the old Taoist thoughtfully asked again: "That fellow Taoist is going down the mountain this trip?"

In his impression, a casual cultivator who wants to wander in human society must also hold a permit from the Cultivation Alliance in the cultivation world.

Zhou Ming doesn't know the doors and ways of this cultivation world. He is in a hurry now. There is no time to talk with this old-fashioned nonsense, and his voice can not help but become colder, "Is it down the mountain? I just said it very clearly."

When the voice fell, Zhou Ming took a step and immediately disappeared from the old way.

The old Tao is standing above the clouds, and Zhou Ming is nowhere to be seen when his divine consciousness explores left and right. He couldn't help being shocked, this girl, so fast!

When did such a genius appear in the cultivation world?

Judging from the aura on the girl just now, at least it was the cultivation base of the ninth level of Qi refining?

In addition to Leng Jian, the younger generation of this cultivation world has such a young ninth level of Qi refining? It is incredible!

Judging from the girl's appearance, she was definitely not more than twenty years old. If such a genius appeared in the cultivation world, she would definitely become the target of various martial arts. But why does this girl say that she is a casual cultivator?

Lao Dao is Xu Jing, the great elder of the Kongtong School. He passed Songshan this time to go to Suhang Miaofeng Peak to participate in the annual Daomen Conference in the cultivation world.

Nowadays, passing by Songshan, I didn't expect to encounter a casual genius who fell from the sky, and I don't know where this person came from.

While thinking about Zhou Ming's identity and appearance, Xu Jing drifted away on the cloud. The speed of the girl was too fast, and he couldn't touch the figure now, so he temporarily pressed the matter to the bottom of his heart. When he reached the misty peak, he asked the old guys about it, saying that they would not have a clue.

With this thought, Xu Jing gradually disappeared into the sky of Songshan...

When Xu Jing was far away, Zhou Ming had already arrived on the ground. He swept away his consciousness at will, and found the guest house where Xia Yan and the others lived before.

Now, this homestay has been blocked by the police, and the surrounding tourists who climbed the mountain did not dare to gather in such a place where homicides had taken place at this time. Therefore, the neighborhood of this homestay looked extremely empty at this time.

Zhou Ming affixed the invisibility talisman, stepped on one foot, and appeared in the guesthouse in a daze. He glanced at the rooms where they had been cordoned off, and walked into the room where Liu Yan was killed last night.

As soon as he entered the room, a cold air immediately rushed toward his face. In a vague way, Zhou Ming seemed to see Liu Yan's body that was split in half.

"Ugh."

Zhou Ming picked up the Yin Jue, and whispered in his mouth: "The soul is gone, the soul is back."

The surrounding gloomy cold air gradually gathered and turned into a human-shaped white shadow, suspended in this room.

"Do you have any last wishes?"

Zhou Ming raised his eyes to look at the figure, and slowly asked.

The face of the white figure was distorted, and Liu Yan's outline could be vaguely seen. Her voice was hoarse, and she said intermittently: "Xin...Xinran...protect..."

"I will protect her, don't worry."

Zhou Ming said, his expression was condensed, his fingers moved slightly, an invisible wave appeared in the air, and the white figure suddenly twisted and swayed like a flame.

"Go to life, I hope in the next life, you can become a... a great mother."

A word floating, this white shadow slowly dissipated in the air.

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