At this moment, Zhuang Weiguo gritted his teeth and insisted not to let himself fall down. He smiled bitterly: "Master Baihu, please restrain your momentum. If you continue, I am afraid my life will be gone!"

"Okay! I'll leave it to you here! I'll capture Xing Longhe back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Baihu transferred to a j-20 this time and rushed directly to the capital.

The speed is stable at Mach 25.

In just twenty minutes, the white tiger flew to the capital.

Then, based on the information provided by Zhuang Weiguo, he came to Beijing International Airport.

At the same time, Xing Longhe suppressed the anger in his heart and was about to catch Wu Dongyue and torture the little beast.

Ten minutes later, Xing Longhe was stopped by a strong figure as soon as he got off the plane.

"White Tiger!"

Xing Longhe felt a stern.

"You are so brave! It seems that your soul clan's father has given you a lot of confidence!"

Before he finished speaking, a golden barrier extended from the feet of the white tiger, instantly covering Xing Longhe. Then in the originally quiet golden space, the atmosphere suddenly changed, and the originally smooth six walls suddenly turned into a sea of ​​blades covered with sharp thorns. But this was not the end. In an instant, these blades actually flew around Xing Longhe like dandelion seeds leaving the flower path.

"Your metal realm has become a big hit!"

At this moment, Xing Longhe forced himself to remain calm and asked in a trembling voice.

It’s a pity that the answer to him was just a word “sleepy!”.

The next second, the ball of blades flashing with dazzling golden light in the golden space imprisoned Xing Longhe in a small space that was ten feet apart and could not move. Or it was not daring to move. However, after being trapped, Xing Longhe was not desperate. He gritted his teeth and said, "Virtualization!"

The Soul Clan is a strange creature between reality and reality.

When the soul tribe parasitizes into other organisms, they will manifest themselves as entities.

And when the soul clan is in a ghost state, it is absolute nothingness and is immune to all physical damage.

As a descendant of the Soul Clan, Xing Longhe naturally inherited the racial talent of the Soul Clan - the transformation of virtual and real.

It’s a pity that his reaction was obviously half a beat slower.

The moment when the golden light shone from the white tiger's blade cloud shot on him, he was shocked to find that he could not resist this light. At the same time, this light could actually prevent him from blurring.

Baihu looked at Xing Longhe with a terrified face and smiled coldly: "Since you know that you have the blood of the soul clan, how could I foolishly use traditional means to deal with you! How about it? My Golden Light Illusion Killing Array has a good taste, right?"

"Damn it! What's going on? When did my identity be exposed?"

At this time, this question lingers in Xing Longhe's heart, making him extremely frightened.

If the Chinese guardian clan finds a way to deal with them, the soul clan's blood spies, the "Tiantian Plan" that the soul clan has planned for many years will be dangerous!

Qiang calmed down, Xing Longhe tentatively said: "How did you know my identity?"

"You don't need to know this! You'd better follow me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the vast spiritual power of the Nine-level Hedao Dharma God surged out, hitting Xing Longhe's sea of ​​consciousness.

The violent mental power that was so arrogant that it was unreasonable that it poured into it, instantly suppressing Xing Longhe's consciousness.

Then Baihu actually learned and sold it on time. Using Wu Dongyue's method, he injected Xing Longhe with a large amount of anesthetics. Then he locked Xing Longhe in a closed box filled with light intensity of 120,000 x (lux) lamps. After that, he left a guard and flew back to the Northwest War Zone Command by himself.

Another hour and a half later, Zheng Guoqing brought Tong Fei, Zhao Zhuo, Ouyang Ming, Chen Tongwen and his group arrived at the Beijing International Airport safely. As soon as the group got off the plane, they were picked up by the guards left by Baihu and brought them to the Northwest War Zone Command together.

Next, when Baihu extracted Xing Longhe's memory, he almost felt angry after reading the contents. The huge Chinese Soul Hunter Association has been involved in more than 3,000 spies with the blood of the soul clan from three hundred years ago.

Think about it, there are only 8,650 psychics registered by the China Soul Hunter Association.

And these bastard spies account for nearly half. Moreover, there are many people in high positions, such as Xing Longhe who hold great power. If another "Mount Fuji Incident" happens and these people take the opportunity to get into trouble, the entire China will face the crisis of falling.

"td! I have always said that we are always prepared for danger in times of peace! We are always prepared for danger in times of peace! We seem to have been living so comfortable in recent years! We have unknowingly allowed so many soul spies to sneak into our internal affairs. If they do another 'Breaking Formation Operation' and drag us down, who can stop these beasts in China at that time?"

The more Bai Hu thought about his tone, the more angry he felt in his heart became.

At this time, the murderous intent was released unscrupulously.

Within one hundred meters, ordinary people can't survive.

A beautiful woman of thirty-six or seven years old next to her glared at Baihu and said, "Okay, Big White Tiger! Since everything has happened, then cut the mess quickly and solve the problem as soon as possible! If you drag it down, and wait until the Soul Clan reacts, it will be a big chaos in the world!"

The youngest man in green among the four people in the room pondered for a while and said, "Although Zhuque's words are correct, we must do a good job of deception! After all, the identities of our four tribes are too special. Once the news is leaked, the result will not be much better!

Before taking action, we must make careful arrangements to ensure that everything is foolproof!”

The oldest and dark-skinned man from the four people heard this, narrowed his eyes and said sinisterly: "There is no good plan for this matter! Our biggest advantage now is that we have obtained most of the information about the traitors. These people still don't know that they have been exposed.

So I agreed with Zhuque's opinion and took action immediately. While he was unprepared, just catch all the old immortals in the Soul Hunter Association and the soul leaders in the Eight God Guards under the Soul Hunter Association.

There is no leader by then, and I think the remaining scattered soldiers will not be able to make too much waves.

In this way, when the Soul Clan reacts, we have settled.

Even if they want to counterattack, we can still deal with it with all our might.

Don't worry about being stabbed in the back by the spies of the Soul Clan."

Baihu nodded and said, "I agree with Xuanwu's opinion! Now it's just a speed. Otherwise, when the Soul Clan finds an abnormality, it will be too late to react to it!"

At this time, the white tiger, vermilion bird, and Xuanwu's eyes were all focused on the Qinglong.

"Ah! Now that things have come to this, I can only do this now!"

Qinglong thought about it carefully and found that Xuanwu's method was the most suitable method for the current situation.

He sighed and said, "Since that's the case, then act!"

When the four people reached an agreement, Baihu summoned Zhuang Weiguo and ordered: "Touch that kid immediately, he exposed this matter! Now he can't hide and pretend that he is fine. Let him send a few monsters - x to come."

"That kid is just a monster-x, even if you transfer it, it won't be enough for you!"

Of course, Zhuang Weiguo didn't dare to say this sentence, and he responded decisively: "Yes! I'll contact you immediately."

After the phone call was called, Zhuang Weiguo secretly glanced at Baihu and coughed, "Boy, if you want to calm this incident as soon as possible, borrow a few of your monster-x! We don't want more, just borrow 20 first!"

"20 aircraft?"

Wu Dongyue pondered for a moment and said decisively: "I will borrow 10 more of you!"

"Damn it! This kid actually created more than one monster-x!"

After opening his mouth, Zhuang Weiguo pretended to be calm and said, "Okay! Send the plane here immediately."

"no problem!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Dongyue decisively sent 0 monsters - x to fly to the Northwest War Zone Command.

Next, the four people, Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Xuanwu, each led a team of fourth-level Taoist magic genius to the thirty-six cave heavens and seventy-two blessed lands in China.

Time passes, and it is dawn on June 2nd.

Ninety-nine percent of the soul spies in China were killed. Although there were fish that had leaked the net in the middle, there were memory extractors left by Wu Dongyue, and these soul spies would be caught one by one.

When Xing Longhe lost his value, Baihu took him out of the metal box.

"Haha! It seems that you have succeeded!"

Xing Longhe smiled strangely: "But don't be too happy too early! Let me tell you the truth, we are just a chess step arranged by Yuanzu! You can wait! It won't take long..."

Before he could finish his words, Xing Longhe's body suddenly burst into a blood mist.

They all spread all over the floor.

"It seems that something is wrong with the Infinite Battlefield!"

Baihu woke up, and his face was so gloomy that it could drip out of water.

Xuanwu patted Baihu on the shoulder and said, "It's over now, it's useless to think too much! Take one step at a time!"

...

When Xing Longhe died, he was in the ninth realm of the Infinite Battlefield.

An old man who was hiding in the darkness and could not see clearly had a faint light flashed in his eyes and said to himself: "It's interesting! The natives of Zhunhuangxing actually cleared most of my bloodlines! It seems that there is a shocking talent there again. I just hope that this person can hold on for a while longer than Zhang Sanfeng in front of him.

Otherwise, it won't take long to wait until the battle in the first realm is over.

There is no hope for the human race of the Wheel Star!"

Retracting his thoughts, he stared at the vicious old man with a vast blood and breath covering the sky and a fairy-like trance, and a grim smiled: "Zhang Sanfeng, the person you are waiting for has appeared! It's a pity that you are afraid you can't hold on to him here!"

"hehe!"

In the formation, an old man named Zhang Sanfeng smiled loudly: "Soul Owl, I have lived for so many years! I have lived enough! I have been able to hold you back for three hundred years for the human race, and I have died without regrets! Let me leave the next thing for later people to worry about!" After a pause, his eyes flashed with determination: "But before I die, I can't let you have a good life!"

"Fearless struggle!"

The Soul Owl smiled faintly, and did not stop Zhang Sanfeng's actions.

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