Earth Dragon's breaking speed reached the limit.
The sea surface was torn open on both sides of the dragon's body.
Fierce Vulture followed closely at high altitude, dragging a huge black shadow in the air with its wingspan.
Nether Flood Dragon curled up in Lin Feng's arms, his dark purple vertical pupils half-squinted, as if he was taking a nap.
No one would have thought that this seemingly harmless little thing had just evaporated a Martial Emperor a few minutes ago without leaving any residue.
From shore East Sea to Nanjiang.
The straight-line distance exceeds four thousand kilometers.
Earth Dragon ran at full speed and took less than four hours.
Nanjiang The border line appears within the coverage of mental power.
Lin Feng frowned.
Something is wrong.
The density of border checkpoints was much higher than what he found from military information.
There are temporary checkpoints every two kilometers.
The coverage areas of the psychic detectors overlap and even a bird flying past will be recorded.
What's even more outrageous is that there are two mobile Spirit Energy Cannon platforms set up on the border.
The muzzle faces outward.
This is martial law at the military level.
Nanjiang When did this happen?
Lin Feng asked Earth Dragon to stop five kilometers outside the border.
Turn over and jump off the dragon's back.
He took out the communicator.
The encrypted channel is connected.
"Elder Zhou."
"Here."
Elder Zhou's voice is a little deeper than usual.
"Nanjiang is under total martial law at the border. Who gave the order?"
There was silence on the other end for two seconds.
"Ye Chuxia."
Lin Feng's finger paused on the communicator for a moment.
"She applied for temporary military control authority from Commander-in-Chief Nanjiang Military Region on the grounds of 'preventing Eastern Isle infiltration'."
Elder Zhou's voice was very low.
"The application was approved yesterday afternoon, three hours before you removed the uninhabited island stronghold."
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed.
Who is she guarding against?
"One more thing."
Elder Zhou's tone changed.
It sank a bit.
"Duan Hongyuan, lost contact."
Lin Feng's hands clenched tightly.
"What do you mean?"
"At two o'clock this afternoon, Ye Chuxia sent an invitation to Duan Hongyuan in the name of the 'four major military regions joint emergency military meeting'. Duan Hongyuan brought two accompanying staff officers into Nanjiang General Command Center."
Elder Zhou paused.
"After that, communication goes silent."
"It's been three hours. There has been no response from Duan Hongyuan's private encrypted channel. The emergency locator beacon he carried has not been activated either."
Lin Feng's pupils shrank.
Duan Hongyuan is Martial Emperor.
There are only two situations that can silence a Martial Emperor communication for three hours.
The first is that he takes the initiative to turn off the communication.
In the second case, he is trapped.
With Duan Hongyuan's character, he would not take the initiative to turn off communications during such a sensitive period.
That is the second type.
"Tune the tiger away from the mountain."
Lin Feng spit out four words.
Ye Chuxia first used military control to block the Nanjiang border.
Then use a fake meeting to trick Duan Hongyuan into it.
Kill two birds with one stone.
People from the outside can't get in, and people from the inside can't get out.
"Elder Zhou, can your people come over?"
"Nanjiang is not under my jurisdiction. Transferring troops across the border requires authorization from the central government."
Elder Zhou's voice was filled with a hint of helplessness.
"I have applied for emergency border crossing permission from National Defense Committee, but the approval process will take up to six hours at the earliest."
Six hours.
Six hours is enough for Ye Chuxia to do too much.
"No need to wait."
Lin Feng put the communicator back into his pocket.
He looked back at Earth Dragon.
"Drill into the ground."
Earth Dragon's four claws dug twice on the ground, with the dragon's head facing down.
Boom!
The 100-meter-long dragon body drilled directly into the ground.
Mud, gravel, and bedrock are no different than tofu in front of Earth Dragon.
The dragon's body passed through the ground without slowing down at all.
The psychic detectors on the border cover both the ground and the air.
Thirty meters underground?
Not covered.
Fierce Vulture did not follow.
Lin Feng gave it instructions to pull it up to more than 10,000 meters, beyond the range of the psychic detector, and enter Nanjiang from high altitude.
Nether Flood Dragon huddled in Lin Feng's arms, feeling no discomfort traveling underground.
The dragon is a half-water, half-earth creature.
Earth Dragon drilled underground for about forty minutes.
The direction is Nanjiang hinterland.
The material transfer point at Ye Chuxia.
Kazama Cang The coordinates marked on the scroll.
Nanjiang deep mountains.
Lin Feng did not go straight to the general manager Command Center to find Duan Hongyuan.
No rush.
Duan Hongyuan is Martial Emperor.
Ye Chuxia If you want to trap him, you have to shed some skin first.
The more those resources are concentrated on the total Command Center, the more empty it will be behind Ye Chuxia.
He first visited the material transfer point and obtained irrefutable evidence that Ye Chuxia collaborated with the enemy.
Then bring the evidence to Command Center.
Break down the door with dignity and dignity.
When Earth Dragon emerged from the ground, it was surrounded by a dense forest.
There is a hot and humid smell in the air.
Lin Feng jumped off the dragon's back and stepped on the soft rotten leaves.
Spiritual power spreads.
The sixth level of telekinesis covers a radius of five kilometers.
The coordinates marked on the scroll are two kilometers ahead.
A valley covered by dense forest.
There is camouflage at the entrance to the valley.
A Spirit Pattern screening net has been installed on the canopy of the tree. From the air, it looks no different from an ordinary mountain forest.
But the mental power penetrated the shielding net.
There is something in the valley.
Three standard military supplies warehouses.
There are two transport trucks parked next to the warehouse.
The outer shell of the box installed in the car is printed with the logo Nanjiang Military Region, but the contents inside the box...
Lin Feng's mental power penetrated and scanned it.
Curse material.
Eastern Isle standard curse seal Formation Disk.
There is also a batch of high-purity Dragon Vein Essence Blood crystals.
Each one is sealed in a special container.
Ye Chuxia not only provides logistics to Eastern Isles Black Division.
She is also acting as a bridge between Hidden Cultivation Society and Eastern Isle.
Three-way connection.
What a big network.
Lin Feng was about to walk towards the valley.
The mental power suddenly caught the abnormality.
The left and right sides of the valley entrance.
Deep in the jungle.
Dozens of breaths.
Lin Feng's footsteps stopped.
I mentally scanned it carefully.
Divided into three groups, distributed in a triangular shape, the entrance to the valley is surrounded by a pocket formation.
The equipment is unified and the aura restraint is extremely professional.
The curse lines on the wrist guards are clearly visible under the perception of spiritual power.
Eastern Isles Black Division.
This configuration is used to guard the warehouse.
It seems to be taken seriously.
Lin Feng lowered his head and glanced at Nether Flood Dragon in his arms.
Nether Flood Dragon's vertical pupils were fully opened at some point.
In the dark purple pupils, the two bloody vortexes were slowly rotating.
It felt the breath of those people.
The corners of his mouth opened slightly.
A row of fine, gleaming teeth were exposed.
Lin Feng put Nether Flood Dragon on the ground.
Its four paws stepped on the rotten leaves without making any sound.
The body begins to expand.
From the size of a cat to the size of a cheetah.
The dark purple scales flashed in the gaps of the moonlight.
Lin Feng Squat down.
He put his hand on the top of Nether Flood Dragon's head and patted it twice.
"Go ahead."
Two words.
An understatement.
Nether Flood Dragon's figure disappeared.
The concealment instinct of the Martial Emperor-level dragon was brought into full play at this time.
Eastern Isle assassins are still lurking in their respective ambush points.
Breathing is steady and heartbeat is slow.
Everyone is an elite tempered in blood and fire.
They have absolute confidence.
Guard the warehouse.
The leader, Martial Saint, squinted his eyes slightly and put his right hand on the handle of the knife.
suddenly.
His pupils shrank suddenly.
A breath that made his soul tremble appeared less than one meter behind him without any warning.
He wanted to turn around.
I want to draw a knife.
But his body froze.
The most primitive fear deep in his blood pinned his whole body to the spot.
Every cell in him from head to toe was screaming.
Escape!
Run away!