V6.Chapter 290

It's as dark as fog.

Xuanyuan Wushang's virtual separation stood quietly in the dark for a long time.

Time may be a wrong concept here.

There is chaos in the extreme darkness, and countless pictures are flickering vaguely. The fuzzy black seems to be the eternal theme. There is no up and down, no left and right, no front and back, no time, only the disorderly flickering fuzzy pictures in the nihilistic darkness.

Xuanyuan Wushang didn't move.

From his point of view, this is the deepest part of Wang Tianzong's consciousness.

The countless flickering pictures in the dark are all dreams or memories of Wang Tianzong, which is the most secret corner of his heart. The longer Xuanyuan Wushang stands here, the more pictures he sees in the dark. However, the pictures hidden in the dark are too vague. Even if he sees them, it is difficult to capture any useful information, And these pictures are a collection of memories and dreams, even if what is captured, it is difficult for people to distinguish between true and false.

The vast darkness is boundless, seemingly infinite, but also like infinitesimal.

Xuanyuan Wushang slowly stretched out his hand.

It's a virtual avatar composed entirely of data and spirit. It raises its fingers and gently taps the darkness around it.

A little pure and pure, with a strong vitality of light from his fingertips slowly released.

The darkness lit up slightly.

Almost at the first time when the darkness lit up, in the medical room of Beihai prison outside, Wang Tianzong's brain wave frequency began to soar again, and quickly exceeded the previous level. Although it was not close to the latest peak and reached the height of soberness, it was close to the peak.

The light continued to shine in the dark.

Xuanyuan Wushang's eyes suddenly lit up, a piece of pure light rushed out from behind him, and became countless incomprehensible virtual shadows, and the surrounding darkness was surging wildly.

Consciousness is something that exists but is unreal.

In the darkness of Wang Tianzong's deep consciousness, with the surging of countless lights, a strong and indescribable vitality began to spread.

The light footstep suddenly rang out in the silent darkness.

Xuanyuan Wushang did not move.

The depth of consciousness is illusory. Naturally, there is no so-called space. This infinite and infinitesimal darkness is just the form of expression constructed by Xuanyuan Wushang. The so-called footstep is the illusion of Wang Tianzong's consciousness.

All the darkness surged together and finally became a figure.

The surrounding space seems to turn grey in this moment.

Wang Tianzong's figure becomes more and more clear.

He stood in front of Xuanyuan Wushang, closed his eyes, no sorrow, no joy.

As the darkness subsides, countless messy pictures in the darkness disappear.

Xuanyuan no war eyes suddenly flashed a hot.

It's like instinctive greed.

He doesn't like men, but Wang Tianzong, who is in a chaotic state of consciousness at this moment, does have near fatal temptation in his serious life.

This is the only person who has broken through the so-called "supremacy" level for hundreds of years. In any case, he can be worthy of a hero's evaluation. Xuanyuan Wushang is a virtual separation. In this space, if he turns his consciousness into data, so as to invade and occupy the depth of Wang Tianzong's consciousness

Wang Tianzong will undoubtedly become Xuanyuan Wushang's puppet in the shortest time, and the whole Wang family of Beihai will also become his plaything.

Wang Tianzong's will is very firm. It's not easy for him to sit up, but he is different from Qin Weibai. It's not too difficult for Xuanyuan Wushang to invade Wang Tianzong.

If you can have such a puppet

His eyes kept flashing. At that moment, countless thoughts appeared in his mind, but they were all suppressed by Shengsheng.

"It's really a good opportunity... Tut Tut, but we are not ungrateful villains. She saved me once in those years and saved you once today. It's also a cause and effect."

Mumbling, Xuanyuan no war some pity, and some regret shook his head.

In the gray, he flicked his finger.

A large number of pure light, soft as water, slowly surrounded Wang Tianzong's body.

Wang Tianzong, who has no sorrow and no joy, is like a dead thing. He becomes vivid almost in an instant, with a little more vitality.

Xuanyuan no war quietly watching this scene.

His body straightened slowly, and his round, happy face became calm.

At this moment, he was not so serious and dignified, but every move and look became very formal.

Different from Li Tianlan.

Donghuanggong is a real person of his own. Xuanyuan Wushang can be playful and has no moral integrity. He acts like a madman and acts recklessly. He can do whatever he wants. The so-called dignified face is not used for his own people.

In the face of Wang Tianzong, he represents more than himself.

Wang Tianzong's eyes moved.

The next moment, the light subsided, gray solid, Wang Tianzong opened his eyes.

His eyes with pure blankness, looking at standing in front of his Xuanyuan no war, for a time can not return to God.

Xuanyuan Wushang looked at him and did not speak.

Both sides quietly looked at each other, silent for a long time.

"Who are you?"

The daze in Wang Tianzong's eyes gradually subsided, but more and more deep doubts appeared in his eyes. He looked at the dark "space" around him, looked at Xuanyuan Wushang again, and took the initiative to break the silence.

"The corridor of time and space, the ninth Prince of the old city, the saint Xuanyuan without war."

Xuanyuan Wushang's expression was flat and his tone was slow. He made a very formal self introduction.

Wang Tianzong looks confused.

What is the cloister of time and space?

What is the ghost of the old city?

The ninth prince? Enough to live, saint?

Wang Tianzong shook his head and seemed to catch the key point: "saints... Reincarnation palace saints?"

Wang Tianzong was in a coma when the saint blew up his identity, but Dijiang had a fight with the saint, and he also speculated about the saint's identity. The fat man in front of him was obviously not Wei Kunlun of Shushan.

"You said Wei Kunlun? Saint is just his code name. Two saints don't mean the same thing. "

Xuanyuan no war light way: "do you remember what just happened?"

"Just now..."

Wang Tianzong frowned: "seems to have a dream... Seems to... Li Tianlan... Don't remember."

Even when he was just the most conscious, he was far away from his real awakening. In this era, Wang Tianzong in a coma is the most qualified person to represent the word "supreme". Li Tianlan is really strong now, but if Wang Tianzong is fully conscious, even if he is separated by a sword, Li Tianlan can't stop him, and there is no possibility to stop him.

Xuanyuan no war nodded, did not speak.

"How's Beihai? My family... "

Wang Tianzong hesitated and suddenly said.

He didn't ask where he was or what's going on now. When he saw Xuanyuan Wushang, he instinctively asked the identity of the other party and got an inexplicable answer. When he was fully conscious, the first thing he asked was Beihai, his family.

All the problems, including Xuanyuan Wushang's identity and his own state, seemed to be unimportant in his mind.

What he cares about most is his family, his Beihai.

Xuanyuan no war some emotion, his eyes become complex, with pity and regret.

Without saying anything more, Xuanyuan Wushang just waved his hand casually.

In the gray space, countless data appear out of thin air.

First appeared in front of Wang Tianzong is a pile of files composed of data.

Wang Tianzong was baffled, but he didn't say much. Looking at it carefully, the document was quickly swept by him, and finally fell on the signature at the end of the document.

The signature is Li Huacheng.

Then there is the second document. The main content of the document is some personnel transfer in Zhongzhou, among which some personnel transfer in Huating and Wu Yue are extremely eye-catching.

The signature of the document is still Li Huacheng.

Wang Tianzong watched silently, and his expression became more and more calm.

The third document is the regulation notice issued by the Zhongzhou cabinet, on which Chen Fangqing's signature appears in various fields.

There are more and more data files.

The names of Li Huacheng, Chen Fangqing, and the directors of major Zhongzhou appear in turn.

Wang Tianzong did not speak, just quietly watching.

He was too familiar with these documents. Although he didn't browse them carefully, he knew the direction of these documents after they were thoroughly implemented. Just from these documents, he could completely imagine what kind of storm the Wang family of Beihai was going through during his coma.

The speed of data file formation is faster and faster.

The date of the document is getting closer and closer.

File signatures are starting to become more and more single.

Li Huacheng's name is becoming less and less. It seems that he is deliberately playing down the traces of his existence. However, Chen Fangqing's signature is becoming more and more. In the recent three days, Chen Fangqing has signed more than 40 confidential documents marked top secret.

"That's about it."

Xuanyuan Wushang copied all the documents copied from Zhongzhou confidential database here. Then he waved his hand. All the documents instantly turned into flying dust. The flying dust constantly combined, and the huge data formed one dynamic picture after another.

A strange silence, at this time do not know what happened to the East Island, a dead autumn and sky, at this time smoke filled canglan, a mess of Queen City.

The pictures of all the cities in Beihai flickered in front of Wang Tianzong's eyes, and then they were fixed in Dibing mountain.

It's not the current Dibing mountain, but the former Dibing mountain.

It's like the previous battle video.

From the moment when Wangyue Xiange and Wang Xiaoyao fight, Tianya, Mingyue, Dao, sword reincarnation, broken mountains and rivers, Kendo rules, invincible fall

The picture is flashing fast.

The breath of the sea, the rising moon of the sea.

Worry free hanging in the sky, Wang Tianzong saw several of his figures are besieging Li Tianlan, and then, he saw his dream has almost forgotten the picture.

The six samsara sword collides with the crazy twisted sword light.

It's like countless half step invincible masters and real Tianjiao fight fiercely.

Wang Tianzong watched his sword Qi disappear.

Worry is still high in the sky.

Li Tianlan kneels on one knee in the air, countless white fog completely envelops his body, but a lot of blood still flows out from every corner of Li Tianlan's body, even under the protection of the dragon, shocking.

The picture gradually quiets down, but it continues.

Time goes by like an illusion.

He read dozens of documents here, but the outside world only took a few seconds.

Obviously, this is the picture of Dibing mountain today.

No, there is no imperial army mountain.

The whole Dibing mountain had been completely razed to the ground in the collision at that moment, and now it was in ruins in front of Wang Tianzong's eyes.

Wang Tianzong quietly looked at all this and said nothing.

In the medical room of Beihai, Wang Tianzong, whose brain wave is constantly soaring, seems to be in a completely unconscious state. He lies in the nutrition warehouse, and his fingers hidden in the nutrient solution vibrate slightly without any signs.

There was a sudden gust of wind in the huge medical room.

In an instant, the sharp and extreme sword spirit spread wildly in the whole Beihai prison.

Sword out of the prison, boiling in the sea, the sea of the North sea once again appeared a huge to some exaggerated vortex.

The overwhelming sword Qi rushed to the sky from the whirlpool.

High hanging and carefree sky slightly stagnated.

The next moment, the sky was torn, the sword was mighty, filled with clouds, covered the sun and moon, the sun and the moon were instantly suppressed by the sword.

Countless Qinghui almost out of control towards the sea.

The light of the sun and the moon is completely dim. Between heaven and earth, there is only pure sword light.

The light of the sword is whistling, ten thousand meters in a moment.

Qinghui, who had gathered in one place, appeared directly on the stage of Xiaoxiong. Once again, it became a sword Qi that was countless times stronger than just now.

Wang Tianzong quietly looked at Li Tianlan in the air. His sword Qi was flowing in his eyes and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Click..."

Li Tianlan's body finally moved.

With the movement of his body, countless bones in his body seem to bear a great load. Li Tianlan, who is crackling all over, slowly stands up.

The white fog became more intense.

There is more and more blood on Li Tianlan.

He holds the Xuanyuan Feng in his hand and looks at Wang Tianzong on the stage of Xiaoxiong. The corner of his mouth slowly rises, revealing a ferocious sneer.

Deep in his consciousness, Xuanyuan Wushang doesn't seem to feel the change of the outside world at all. He just looks at Wang Tianzong quietly and says meaningfully, "what's your plan?"

The majestic sword Qi is spreading in the world.

Wang Tianzong was silent for a moment and said slowly, "I don't feel the breath of Jiang Shangyu and Li maniac."

After a pause, he continued: "worry free... Let me down."

At this time, his sword Qi and carefree energy are completely integrated. When his consciousness is at a low ebb, carefree can freely borrow his sword spirit, and at this time, his will is restored, and he can also freely borrow carefree energy.

As for himself

For more than two years, the body of the God of war has been strengthening his body, but the sword Qi that belongs to the eternal sword still exists in his body. Although it is weaker, it is still destroying his body tirelessly. All his sword Qi is fighting against the sword intention in his body. If there is no worry free energy, he doesn't even have the qualification to fight.

But now, worry free is full of energy, and his consciousness is clear. At least in the Dibing mountain, compared with the dark world, even if Wang Tianzong can only separate himself with one sword Qi, he is still the real supreme existence.

He had high hopes for Wuyou, but no one thought that at the moment when Wuyou and his sword were fused, Wuyou took Li Tianlan as the strongest threat target, and even let Jiang Shangyu and Li fantu go.

"So

Xuanyuan Wushang laughed: "you will not make the same choice as Wuyou?"

"I have no choice now."

Wang Tianzong said calmly: "Jiang Shangyu and Li fantu have gone. Li Tianlan is the only target."

"He's an ally of the North Sea now."

Xuanyuan Wushang's eyes narrowed.

"So I won't kill him until I recover, and Beihai needs him for the time being. But I want Xuanyuan Feng. "

Wang Tianzong said slowly.

"Xuanyuanfeng..."

Xuanyuan Wushang murmured to himself and laughed. His original calm gradually began to change, and the whole person also had a little edge: "do you deserve it?"

Wang Tianzong is not angry.

His sword Qi is on the stage of Xiaoxiong. Even if his consciousness disappears again, even if he dies, he can make a sword in the moment before death.

Xuanyuan Wushang can't stop him.

No one can stop him.

He said that there was room for him not to kill Li Tianlan.

If Xuanyuan Wushang wants to kill him, Wang Tianzong can kill Li Tianlan with one sword before he dies. At that time, Xuanyuan Feng still belongs to Beihai, and the integration of Xuanyuan Feng's carefree ability is enough to fight against Xuanyuan Wushang.

"If it's your ancestor, it's almost the same, but he doesn't need magic soldiers anymore."

Xuanyuan Wushang said slowly: "Xuanyuan Feng is my elder brother's thing. To be exact, it's from the old city. It's in my elder brother's hand, and no one will say anything. But if it's in your hand... The future result is needless to say, do you want to know the present result?"

"Tell me."

Wang Tianzong's tone is flat.

"My three virtual parts, one in East Island, one in Zhongzhou, and one here, I can control the weapon system of East Island, and naturally I can control the weapon system of Zhongzhou and North Sea. As long as you dare to do it, the whole North Sea will sink into the bottom of the sea in a minute. Do you believe that?"

Xuanyuan Wushang said with a smile: "I really owe your family a favor, so I'm willing to give you a hand today, but you can't touch our fundamental interests. Believe me, no one wants to fight with the old city, even your family doesn't want to."

"Threat?"

Wang Tianzong picked his eyebrows.

"It's just a matter of fact. As long as you dare to rob our things and kill our people, the next step is war."

"With whom?"

Wang Tianzong asked suddenly.

As long as he dares to do it, according to Xuanyuan Wushang, the whole Wang family of Beihai will be completely destroyed. In this case, where will there be war?

Xuanyuan Wushang's mouth moved and didn't speak.

Wang Tianzong was silent.

"Stop it."

Xuanyuan no war slowly way.

On the stage of Xiaoxiong, Wang Tianzong suddenly raised his hand.

The boundless brightness suddenly blooms out.

The majestic force of the sword was down.

The wind of the sword completely shrouded the ruins of the Dibing mountain. When passing by Li Tianlan, countless wind of the sword completely bypassed his body and rushed to the Dibing mountain.

Li Tianlan picked eyebrows in surprise.

He looked in the direction of Dibing mountain.

On the mountain, the silent sword Qi nodded to Li Tianlan.

The moon hovered in the sky.

Countless silver lights fell on the stage of Xiaoxiong.

Wang Tianzong's figure is bathed in the clear light of sword Qi. His figure becomes more and more solid, and finally turns into a statue of sword Qi standing beside Xiaoxiong stone.

From today on, the bright moon in the North sea sky will always exist, day and night.

Where the moon exists, Wang Tianzong's sword spirit will always be here, regardless of the wind and snow.

Li Tianlan took a deep look at Wang Tianzong.

It is impossible for Wang Tianzong's sword Qi separation to leave Dibing mountain in this state, but as long as this separation is still there, Wang family in Beihai will become extremely safe again.

The sky was completely bright.

In the early morning sun, Li Tianlan, who was full of blood, took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

Wisps of rain in the early morning sun without any sign of falling down, through the moon, through the sword, spilled on the emperor soldier mountain.

The sun and the moon are on the same day.

This is a very difficult picture for many people to understand.

Li Tianlan looked at all this.

The white fog beside him is surging out madly, floating in the drizzle.

The wounds on his body began to heal at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Deep in consciousness, Xuanyuan Wushang laughed: "wise choice."

He looked at Wang Tianzong and said in a low voice, "in that case, I'll give you a gift. I hope you like it."

His figure disappeared into the darkness.

In the medical room, Wang Tianzong's brain wave fell back and his sword Qi was completely stable.

It began to rain in the sky.

The continuous rain healed the wound on Li Tianlan's body and fell to the ground.

The ruins of the Dibing mountain are dotted with green.

Green is spreading rapidly under the rain.

Strong to the extreme vitality burst out.

Large areas of flowers and trees in the rain in the Dibing mountain constantly growing, thriving.

In the morning light, everything began to end, leaving only the remnant.

The East Island helicopter has taken off and returned.

Xuanyuan Wushang stretched out and said in a soft voice, "it's over."

The saint sat beside him, staring at all this through the screen, but he couldn't come back for a moment.

"Wang Tianzong..."

Xingtian's voice rang around Xuanyuan Wushang: "very strong."

"Those who can reach the limit of Kendo and martial arts at this node are always outstanding."

Xuanyuan no war smile, some regret, also some pity.

"Young master, maybe..."

Xingtian hesitated: "maybe we can take him back?"

"Why?"

Xuanyuan Wushang's lens flickered. Through endless distance, he quietly looked at the sword Qi beside Xiaoxiong stone.

"He..."

Xuanyuan Wushang chuckled: "even if he really wants to leave, his origin also predestined that he would belong to the human palace or the God of war, which has nothing to do with us."

"Besides..."

After a pause, Xuanyuan Wushang continued: "there is no martial arts in his eyes."