Ten days later, at the back of the Black Dragon Mountain.
The weather today was a little gloomy. Under the dim sunlight, drizzling rain fell on the ground, making the graveyard at the back of the mountain look like a ghost town.
This was a graveyard built by the resistance army. Many civilians and heroes of Atlantis were buried here.
Ku Yuansi, who was in his thirties, and Mo Qiyun, who had condensed a Martial Dao Avatar at the age of sixteen, stood to the side with their bodies ramrod straight. They allowed the rain to fall on their bodies without moving at all.
In front of them, Zuo Qingcang was shrouded in a layer of black light. He was like a stone statue, quietly looking at the tombstone in front of him.
Jiang Tien-cheng's tomb.
The deputy leader of the Pale-White Guards, Xing Zhou, whose face was full of scars, suddenly appeared. His figure flickered, and he half-knelt behind Zuo Qingcang.
"Sir, the Lightning Commander and the Fire Palace Priest are here to see you regarding the notebook."
During this period of time, Zuo Qingcang had handed over the notebook to the Lightning Commander and the others. After all, it was not enough to rely on him alone to broadcast and develop the technology.
Hearing Xing Zhou's report, Zuo Qingcang said calmly, "Let them wait."
"Yes." After Xing Zhou finished speaking, his figure flickered and disappeared like a shadow.
Zuo Qingcang looked at the tombstone in front of him quietly. No one knew what he was thinking. Until half an hour later, Xing Zhou appeared again.
"Let them wait."
This time, Xing Zhou did not leave. Instead, he said, "Sir, we have found Miss Jiang Qing."
"Where is she?"
Xing Zhou was silent. Zuo Qingcang said coldly, "Say it."
"In Lemo (located on the east coast, the former capital of the East Mu Tribe)," Xing Zhou said with a bitter face. "They encountered Miss Jiang's subordinates. The situation is not good."
"Don't hesitate. Say it all at once."
After a while, Zuo Qingcang frowned. "You said you lost contact?"
"Miss Jiang Qing has been secretly hunting down the imperial soldiers who were involved in Master Jiang's death during the Blitzkrieg. Because she kept a low profile and hid her tracks, we haven't been able to contact her." Xing Zhou said, "But this time, before we could contact Miss Jiang's subordinates, Miss Jiang had already made her move.
But then we found traces of the Ministry of Magic in Lemo. We suspect that this may be a trap. "
"Is there anyone on our side? You want experts? "Zuo Qingcang asked calmly.
Xing Zhou said, "The population density of the Mo Le Empire is too high, and there are many experts. There are also more than ten Magisters. We didn't leave any experts there, it's too easy to be discovered."
"Tell me the exact location," Zuo Qingcang said calmly.
A few minutes later, a tiny black shadow soared into the sky. It was Zuo Qingcang, dressed in a black robe.
He took a step forward with extreme speed, and a sonic boom cloud was released under his feet. The speed at which he took a step forward was too fast, so fast that even the air molecules were unable to give way to him in time.
Therefore, after he took a step forward, the air became as dense as mercury to Zuo Qingcang. The huge reaction force propelled Zuo Qingcang forward.
During this period of non-stop cultivation, although Zuo Qingcang had yet to reach the Void Refinement Realm, his control over his power had become increasingly exquisite. Wind speed, rainfall, air density, and various other data were all taken into Zuo Qingcang's brain, helping him to complete a series of complicated actions.
Finally, he was able to do what he was doing.
At the same time, Zuo Qingcang's shoulders, back, arms, and thighs all changed. Accompanied by kacha kacha sounds, many bone spikes drilled out. As they trembled crazily, streams of intense air currents spurted out.
The Green Gale Breath Technique. After Zuo Qingcang used this extraordinary martial art at the Void Refinement Realm and the Nether Realm's Night Emperor Technique as a foundation, his True Origin absorbed, pressurized, and spurted out air. It was no longer just an ordinary acceleration.
A thick layer of sonic boom cloud enveloped Zuo Qingcang's entire body. All the raindrops along the way were deflected by his body like bullets. In the next moment, he flew out with a long stream of white air currents.
His entire body was spurting out intense, high-speed compressed air currents. Every step he took was a supersonic air kick, using extreme speed in exchange for a strong reaction force from the air.
The Nether Realm's Night Emperor Technique, the Green Gale Breath Technique, the digitization of his left eye, the power of True Origin, and Zuo Qingcang's martial arts cultivation during this period of time.
All the power was concentrated and controlled exquisitely, allowing Zuo Qingcang to be like a bolt of lightning, splitting the clouds in the air. Accompanied by the sound of rolling wind and thunder, he flew directly in the direction of Mo Le.
However, such extreme speed also consumed a huge amount of True Origin, but Zuo Qingcang was willing to do so.
20 years had passed, and he no longer wanted to miss out on anything.
Although it was different from the plan, since it had happened, Zuo Qingcang could not avoid it.
The plan was launched in advance, and all of Zuo Qingcang's subordinates entered a state of battle readiness.
…
Lemo, as the original capital of Dongmu, was also a bustling metropolis.
After it was occupied by the Empire, it became the largest trading port on the West Coast, and its importance was self-evident. There had been explosive developments in various aspects such as population, finance, culture, and so on.
Now, in the northern suburbs of this bustling metropolis, a secret battle was about to break out.
Seven figures were running at high speed in the woods. They were all wearing the uniform of the Empire's soldiers, and there were faint bloodstains on their shoulders, backs, and other parts.
One of the big men suddenly stopped, "Damn it, I'm not running anymore, I'm going to kill that woman."
The middle-aged man in the lead turned around and slapped the big man, who staggered and fell to the ground.
"That woman is crazy, are you going crazy too?"
"But are we going to keep running like this?"
"Miles, Caskie, and the others were all killed by him. Are we going to run away like this?"
"Do you think I don't want to avenge them?"
"Then avenge them! What's the point of running away like this? I still remember the look in their eyes, how do you expect me to escape? How do I escape? "
The fear of death and the exhaustion of many days erupted in an instant. Just as the seven soldiers were in a quarrel, a gentle breeze blew past, and a chill rushed into their hearts. The seven of them instantly stood back to back, their eyes staring at every inch of space around them. All the hair on their bodies stood on end, and they were on guard to the extreme.
At the same time, a faint female voice came from all directions, sometimes high and sometimes low.
"Lorenzo, Bonaventura, Brian, Godno, Reynolds, Wilson, and Goodman."
"Seven years ago in Haijing, you should have died."
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