The army's movement speed was even farther than Zhang Jun's expectations. In less than ten minutes, in the seventh minute, a whistle of wind roaring at high speed of propellers came faintly from the sky. After a while, a black and green helicopter appeared in front of Zhang Jun's eyes. After the eyesight that had been strengthened by washing the meridians, the obvious national flag and emblem on the military plane were seen at first sight.

"It's not so cool, right?" Zhang Jun grew up and stared at the helicopter slowly flying above his head in the sky. Although he had been in the Matrix and even drove this plane, it was the first time he had seen a helicopter appear in front of him. The helicopter did not land and pick up Zhang Jun, but laid a rope ladder twenty meters in the air, which obviously made Zhang Jun climb up by himself. [..com]

At this time, many people around were attracted by the helicopter. Zhang Jun had just climbed up and had not yet climbed into the cabin, but it began to climb up. He smiled bitterly as the scene on the ground was getting smaller and smaller. Zhang Jun had to climb onto the cabin slowly and climb to the top. He reached out a rough hand and pulled Zhang Jun in.

"Thank you!" The person who appeared in front of him turned out to be a young man in his twenties, wearing a Mi Color uniform, with a military spear tied to the outside of the big tui, and a strong faced god. He smiled at Zhang Jun slightly after hearing this.

The decoration inside the helicopter was very simple, with a few streamlined steel seats in front of him, and three people were already sitting on it, an old man with a long hair and a strong man in a brown short shirt, and the rest was the young man in his twenties who reached out to pull Zhang Jun up. When Zhang Jun came in, the old man was the first to ask for good questions.

"I didn't expect that my friend was interested in this, and he really came." The old man who didn't look very old but instead showed a calm feeling was the first to say hello.

"Mr. Cui was joking. How could I not come about such a big thing?" Zhang Jun led the leader and immediately went aside. The old man was neither the other person nor the master of Cui's Mantis Fist, Cui Ye. At that time, he also received an invitation and decided to take action after a little consideration. After all, what was said above was too much. If it was true, it would really subvert the understanding of the entire martial arts world.

"Old Cui, this is the Young Dong Yingcai you mentioned to us!" The strong man next to him suddenly said. This man looked ordinary at first glance and even looked a little honest. However, Zhang Jun felt a sense of evil spirit from the other party. The evil spirit that only appears after killing people is even better than Cui Ye, the master of martial arts.

"Hello!" The man stretched out his hand without a trace of self-introduction, or it was not yet certain whether Zhang Jun was qualified to interact with his peers. The rough big hand was directly shaking Zhang Jun, as if he didn't care whether Zhang Jun was willing to shake hands with him.

"Hello!" Zhang Jun's domineering and rude brow made Zhang Jun slightly frown, but he was not angry. After all, as a martial artist, it is normal to fight with one word of disagreement, and each other is respected by strength. If you are not strong enough, even if you are old, you can only be called a junior, and you are completely following the rules of a master as a teacher.

The two of them had just shook hands. In an angle that ordinary people could not see, the arm of the man opposite Zhang Jun suddenly emitted a series of surging force like a rising tide in the long river.

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o It seems like the waves in front of the sea tide have not yet subsided, and the muscles on the arms that are lurking outside the short-sleeved sweatshirt are jumping like earthworms, and the blue veins are like steel bars that are tangled and tensed together.

The other old and young people on the helicopter were excited to see this, and Zhang Jun's face remained unchanged. However, the strong man also felt that Zhang Jun was not a soft persimmon at this time, so his face became solemn and slowly increased. However, after a while, his face became redder and redder. In the end, even the sweat on his head was evaporated by the heat of his body. He clearly felt that a slight evaporated in his hand.

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oThe dark force emitted was as if it had been sucked into the mud, without any sight

o Lan.

After a while, he finally put away his strength and slowly suppressed his strength. His qi and blood were suppressed, and then he calmed down his almost collapsed qi and blood. He then sighed and said, "My name is Wang Yue. I have no idea about Mount Tai. I offended this time. I hope you can forgive me!"

"My name is Zhang Jun, hello!" Zhang Jun let go. A handshake just now had already discovered that he was at least at the level of dark force. Although he had not reached the level of magic power, he was definitely not far away. Otherwise, with the domineering nature of dark force, he would not have taken action to test it with dark force at will.

"Haha! Brother Wang, I don't believe it if you are not his opponent. You're at a loss now!"

Cui Ye saw Wang Yue being defeated, but he smiled and joked.

"I wonder what kind of school this guy is going to be with?" The young man who first reached out to pull Zhang Jun up suddenly looked at Zhang Jun and asked suspiciously.

"I am the master of the Huo Family Mizhiquan." After Zhang Jun finished speaking, everyone around him said, and then looked at Zhang Jun with a strange look on his face.

"I wonder what this brother is called?" Zhang Jun asked the young man. His demeanor was extraordinary, and what was even more strange was that Zhang Jun felt a trace of dream power from him. Although he was suppressed by the rules of reality, how could he hide this from Zhang Jun?

So at this moment, Zhang Jun became curious about him, not knowing how the other party got Mengyuan power, and at least reached the strengthening level of the Black Iron level. Otherwise, it would be impossible to break through the boundary between virtual and real, and be noticed by himself in the real world.

"My name is Wang Zongchao. I am currently a member of the army. If I really want to say it, I am a martial arts coach." After saying that, the young man named Wang Zongchao in front of me smiled slightly at the three people in front of me.

"Oh! I don't know yet that you are a coach in the army, and you're afraid you have the iron-blooded temperament of a soldier. However, old man, I want to know why we were asked so quickly this time. Isn't it a few days left?" At this time, Mr. Cui Ye asked first. Since the other party was a member of the army, even if you can't ask any detailed information, as long as you ask a little information, it would be better than if you don't know anything about it.

"It turns out that Rubi, I was actually here to perform tasks. I suddenly received the emergency message last night. It seemed that some trouble suddenly occurred in that place, so just in case, I planned... in advance." Wang Zongchao said slowly, but made the others frown.

The helicopters are not slow. More importantly, their destination is not as far as the whole country, but only a province apart. So one and a half hours later, they finally arrived at their destination, and the four people on the helicopter became familiar with each other. Needless to say, Mr. Cui Ye, the master of Mantis Boxing and the powerful man at the level of Huajin also occupied a place in the entire Chinese martial arts world.

As for Wang Yue's Qingdong, he seemed to have killed people, and later worked as an undercover agent in the Vietnam area. He had been involved in the drug trafficking gang for a long time. According to what he said, he had at least hundreds of people's blood on his hands there. No wonder he was so evil.

Needless to say, Wang Zongchao is a special forces coach, equivalent to the position of the 800,000 imperial guards coach of Lin Chong in ancient times. It can also be imagined that such a high-ranking person has a good skill and skill, and has already practiced the magic power. Moreover, according to Cui Ye, if he and Cui Ye really have a life-and-death battle, 80% of the person who practices martial arts will die, because the younger the martial arts practitioner, the more chance he has to break through the bottleneck. Once a martial arts practitioner reaches the age of 40 or 50, the qi and blood begin to decline. Except for you who can practice to the level of being indestructible to see the gods, you will practice your body to the level of being indestructible to maintain the peak combat power even in the moment before death, otherwise, you will not be the opponent of time. Cui Ye has already passed his peak moment, and the qi and blood on his body cannot support him to stand for a long time, but Wang Zongchao is in his peak period in his twenties, and he still has great potential and room for growth, and can even reach the level of elixir.

"This time, there is a chance that if you three can reach the level of the elixir, your body can break through the limit and even reproduce the mythical and legendary supernatural powers. If this day really happens, I can see the appearance of that supernatural power, and I will be willing to die." Cui Ye sighed so.

Zhang Jun's heart moved. I remember that his master Huo Yuanjia also said that someone had broken through the level of the elixir and reached the realm of the martial arts golden elixir. His body really changed, forming a magical power that seemed to fly to the sky and the earth. Does this mean that he also has magical powers? Or was it unable to discover it?

As Zhang Jun thought about it, the helicopter had arrived at the destination of the Huamen. On the plane, everyone could see that the mist, like a huge egg shield, completely blocked the road in front of them. The mist was hundreds of meters high, covering all the city-sized places.

"Sure enough! It's a fantasy land, and it's just one step away from being able to integrate into reality, and the peak fantasy land is drawn into a prison! And it seems that you can grow into a dream land in less than a long time." Zhang Jun let out a strange sigh in his heart. From this fantasy land, you can see the spirit of the kingdom of God. Just a fantasy land with a special domain can be like a servant's aura. If you really have a complete divine character, you might be able to create a world.

Several people landed in the apron several kilometers away from the edge of this fantasy ground. They had just gotten off the plane, but just got off the plane, the scene in front of them shocked everyone on the spot. They saw pits and burnt marks on the ground, and they were obviously craters caused by bullets. What was even more shocking was the rows of blood-stained white cloth on the ground. Before Zhang Jun and the others could figure out what was going on, an acquaintance appeared in front of Zhang Jun.

"Sun Hao?" It was hard for Zhang Jun to imagine that the person in front of him was the arrogant and handsome sunny guy he had met. Sun Hao looked tired, and his eyes were covered in black and blue. His originally handsome face seemed extremely decadent at this time. When he saw Zhang Jun, he just smiled and didn't smile, and he looked even more ugly than crying.

"Zhang Jun! You are here too!" Sun Haoqiang was energetic and greeted him, but Zhang Jun asked strangely: "Sun Hao, why are you doing this? How many days have you not had a rest? And what happened? World War?"
Chapter completed!