Xu Meng was covered in cold sweat when he heard it.
Who is this old man in front of him?
Have you hugged Mu Shuai more than 80 years ago?
Their Mu Shuai is almost ninety this year. Could it be that this old man lived to be more than one hundred and twenty years old?
"Then let's go there, I just have something to ask Old Man Mu."
Luo Yun looked at the old master, "It's more than 500 kilometers anyway, and it will take seven or eight minutes."
"Little friend knows the way?"
"certainly."
"Okay, let's go."
The old heavenly master took the lead in taking off into the sky, his clothes were fluttering, and he danced without wind.
"Qingshan!"
"Settle down everyone, I'll be back in two days!"
After saying these words, the old Tianshi and Luo Yun flew away together, so fast that they disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
"Immortal, this is an immortal!"
Xu Meng was dumbfounded
The Jiangnan Military Region is located in a group of mountains at the junction of Wan'an, Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces.
In the military region, there are 200,000 soldiers stationed, strong men emerge in large numbers, and masters are like clouds.
There is also a Dongfeng intercontinental missile launch base that can hit any corner of the earth.
At this moment, two perverted monks, one old and one young, are ushered in.
"Commander Zhou, the radar has detected an unknown flying object and is approaching the base!"
"high speed!"
In the command tower of the military region, a radar monitor girl suddenly reported.
"What?"
A commander who was patrolling the base was shocked when he received the news by radio.
"The speed reaches Mach 2.3, so fast!"
"It should be a fighter!"
The monitor girl couldn't think of anything that could reach such a speed inland.
If it is a missile attack, the speed is generally between Mach 3 and Mach 4, and an intercontinental missile can reach Mach 5.
"Send fighter planes to intercept immediately!"
The commander immediately issued an order, "Order the missile troops to prepare!"
At this time, Luo Yun and Lao Tianshi were still two hundred kilometers away from the military area, and they arrived in about four minutes.
"Hehe, my little friend is really at the early stage of alchemy?"
"This flying speed is not much better than that of the peak Jindan."
The old celestial master's clothes poured into the wind, and Luo Yun drove side by side with him.
The former is very curious, how did this little doll cultivate so much stronger than ordinary monks?
"When it's time, I'll tell you."
"It just so happens that I also have a question to ask you."
The corner of Luo Yun's mouth hooked.
At this moment, six J-20 fighter jets flew from the front, and the pilot tried to contact the flying object in front by radio.
But soon, he discovered that two people were flying!
"I rely on it!"
"It's not a fighter jet, it's a human! It's a practitioner!"
"It's two practitioners!"
The driver was shocked and hurriedly contacted the command tower of the base.
The base command room was shocked.
Practitioner?
How can this be?
They know that the flying speed of the Zifu period monks can reach the speed of sound, but more than twice the speed of sound, what kind of cultivation is this?
Could it be that he is the legendary alchemy cultivator?
At this moment, Luo Yun's voice sounded in the command room:
"I'm Luo Xuanyuan, old man Mu invited me here."
"Let your fighters return."
The command room was shocked again.
These mortals simply cannot understand how powerful the soul consciousness of the alchemy stage is!
What's more, Luoyun's alchemy period is to rival the peak of the golden alchemy in the secular world!
Mach 2.3 is not his fastest speed; in a moment, controlling the radio communication equipment on the fighter jet is just a trivial skill
"Order fighters, return!"
A hale and hearty old man, wearing a neat military uniform, walked into the command room, "Our Jiangnan Military Region is about to welcome a distinguished guest!"
A few minutes later.
Luo Yun took the old celestial master and flew into a military base among the mountains.
Soldiers in more than a dozen phalanxes were arranged neatly.
"Welcome to the God of War!!"
Luo Yun fell, and thousands of soldiers shouted in unison, their eyes blazing.
"Is this a soldier from the Jiangnan Military Region?"
"Well, it is obviously much weaker than Zhen Haijun, and they are all warriors."
Luo Yun glanced around with his soul consciousness and commented secretly.
In front of the phalanx, a team of dozens of officers greeted them.
The leader is none other than the commander-in-chief 'Mu Beitian', a highly respected veteran who has been in charge of the Jiangnan Military Region for decades, and his own cultivation has reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment.
"Little friend Luo, looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon, I finally hoped for you."
Mu Beitian had stern eyebrows, white beard and hair, and first glanced at Luo Yun.
Then he was quickly attracted by the old heavenly master behind him, "This friend is"
"Little Beitian, it's only been a few decades, and you don't know the old way?"
The old heavenly master stroked his beard and smiled.
Mu Beitian frowned.
The two guards with guns behind them said displeasedly: "Old Taoist priest, please show some respect to our Mushuai!"
"Wait a moment!"
"You, you are Longhushan, Master Zhang!"
Mu Beitian reacted abruptly.
Qin Yong called before and talked about the old celestial master of Longhushan. He thought that after many years, the celestial master's mansion had finally elected a celestial master. Unexpectedly, it was the same one from back then!
"Damn it!"
Mu Beitian took a breath, "You, you're still alive?"
"Pfft!"
Luo Yun laughed.
The old heavenly master said displeasedly: "Why, you wish the old man would return to the west? Didn't I just snatch a bunch of candied haws from you back then, so you don't have to curse me for so many years!"
"Where is the old celestial master!"
Mu Beitian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I just didn't expect that you are still alive, so energetic! It's incredible!"
"How many years older are you than my father? If you calculate it, you are more than 120 years old this year!"
When Mu Beitian said this, everyone around was shocked.
One hundred and twenty years old?
I will go, I can really live!
They saw that this old man was full of silver hair, but full of energy. He looked like a hundred and twenty years old, and it was almost the same when divided by two.
"Hey, if it wasn't for twenty years ago, the old Taoist was taught by an immortal in his dream, he must have passed away in this world, let alone survived the thunder disaster."
The old heavenly master also sighed endlessly.
"An immortal grants merit?"
"Survive the thunder disaster?"
Luo Yun and Mu Beitian were both shocked.
"Okay, everyone, stop standing here and talk, go to the conference room and talk slowly."
At this time, an old man behind Mu Beitian stepped forward to speak.
He is the Secretary of the Military Commission of the Jiangnan Military Region, his surname is Wu Mingde, and he is a member of the famous Wu family.
Later, a group of people came to the meeting room of the military building.
As soon as his butt was seated and the tea was not served, Mu Beitian couldn't wait to ask about Du Leijie.
The old heavenly master sighed, saying that if Luo Yun Yujian hadn't passed by, he might have been dismembered by those foreign souls.
"It's dangerous, it's really dangerous!"
"Damn Miguo Pioneer Association, Ouzhou Blood Prison, Indian God Cult!"
Mu Beitian was sweating coldly, but was even more shocked by Luo Yun's cultivation.
As far as he knows, Luo Yun was an ordinary high school student a year and a half ago.
How on earth did he manage to compete with Nascent Soul stage monks in just one and a half years? This is really too outrageous! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com