At the same time, there was a secret underground base somewhere in the dense forest, a room similar to a conference room.
The lights were bright, and there was a golden dragon-shaped totem with a black background on the wall. Under the light, the light shone brightly, as if it was about to break through the wall.
Several people were sitting around a long table, with different expressions and no words, and the atmosphere was slightly dull.
Sitting in the middle was an old man with silver hair, a serious face, and sinister eyes. He raised his eyes and glanced at the people below, then opened his mouth and spoke:
"I called you back urgently this time because I received reliable news that the King of Hell in Sijiu City disappeared on the ground in Baoshan three days ago. It is most likely that the golden cicada escaped from his shell and came to the Triangle."
The old man's voice was calm and indifferent, but as soon as he said this, the eyes of everyone below him suddenly flickered, and they exchanged vague glances.
Still no one spoke, and the silence was a bit depressing.
A trace of anger flashed in the old man's eyes. He lowered his head and took out the pipe pot, slowly put the tobacco in it, and then struck a match and lit the pipe.
"Huh~"
The old man exhaled smoke for a long time and said in a faint tone: "Let's talk about it. If you have any ideas, Qiulong, you say it first."
To the left of the old man is a skinny old man about 50 years old. He has an ordinary appearance and a dark complexion, like an old farmer working in the fields.
He was the prisoner dragon. When his name was called, the little old man smacked his mouth:
"President, this troublesome King Du Yan is just a powerful sharpshooter. With a pair of poisonous moves, how can he be able to defeat thousands of troops?"
"Ha! Thousands of troops? Where are they? Recently, Kuncha and Luo Manzi have been fighting fiercely. The boss asked them to borrow troops today, but they were all rejected."
At the end of the table, a man with an exceptionally thin figure and a wretched appearance sneered and added a sinister comment.
Upon hearing this, Qiulong frowned and cast a questioning look at the silver-haired old man. The old man gave the wretched man a fierce look.
"Crow Dragon, shut up!"
The old man scolded, and the thin Crow Dragon immediately shrank his shoulders and showed a flattering smile. The old man then explained in a calm tone:
"I did contact Kuncha and the others today. I said that our Eight Hundred Dragons wanted to practice new tactics and asked them to send troops to cooperate.
However, the conflict between the two sides has escalated recently, with constant friction, lack of troops and worries about losses, so they both declined politely. "
Qiu Long was so sophisticated that he understood instantly, smiled, and said in a disdainful tone:
"Let's let these short-sighted and foolish military leaders let them bite each other! Let's get together, and when both of them are hurt, we'll stew them all in one spoonful.
At that time, you will be the sole owner of this triangle of land. If you open the national title, we will be the ministers of Conglong. Why should we be granted the title of a first-class official? "
Qiu Long, the sycophantic old man, felt extremely comfortable and even raised his brows, but he pretended to reprimand:
"Qiu Long, you are already old, but you still speak without blocking or blocking. Stop talking nonsense and get down to business."
Qiu Long smiled, not angry, straightened his back, and said in a heroic tone:
"Head of the meeting, there is no need for those useless military leaders. My old man has thousands of troops in the jungle. He will never come back if he disciplines that troublesome son Du Yan.
Pooh! A little cub with no hair at all, still dares to call him the King of Hell, why the hell am I the Supreme Laojun, the Tathagata Buddha! "
Qiu Long vowed to say harsh words. Although he was a bit boastful, the old man's face still looked better. These words sounded encouraging!
At this time, a gentle young man on the right hand gently pushed up his glasses and said in a calm tone:
"President, you said that this King Du Yan disappeared on the ground of Baoshan three days ago. Baoshan City is more than 600 miles away from our camp in a straight line.
If we leave from Tengchong and drive day and night, it will take 7 days. If we leave from Dehong, it will take at least 5 days. In other words, we still have at least 2 days of preparation time? "
He spoke clearly and unhurriedly. There was a trace of satisfaction in the old man's eyes, and his brows became more relaxed:
"Well, that's right, Ghost Dragon. During this period, he still has to cross the border and repair, so we only have a lot more preparation time."
Ghost Dragon nodded and said in a calm tone:
"Head of the meeting, Senior Qiulong's ability can indeed be used as an army in the jungle, which is equivalent to an ambush from all sides, and it is difficult for a bird to cross.
We still have dozens of elite players on the ground. They can die twice, combined with the firepower of the Xiong Dragon, the close attacks of the Iron Dragon and the Crow Dragon, and the ghosts and gods. "
Guilong paused for a moment, and the lenses of his glasses reflected a cold light:
"If Ma Long and Mei Long are called back again, and they cooperate with the leader's mental control, as long as this Duyan King is controlled even for a short moment, he will definitely die!"
Ghost Dragon is the military advisor of the Eight Hundred Dragons. He arranged his troops in formations and deployed three lines of defense in an instant. The arrangements were clear, proper, and foolproof.
The old man's eyes are full of light and his heart is full of comfort.
"Haha! Okay! Guilong, you are really worthy of being our Eight Hundred Dragons' little Zhuge. Ma Long and Meilong will be back early tomorrow morning, and we will set up a net to wait for them!"
The next day, in the early morning, the sky was just bright. To the south of Delai Town, there was an endless, vast virgin tropical rain forest.
In the Triangle area, the winter temperature is actually very magical, somewhat similar to that of the desert. During the day, it is tens of degrees, like a furnace, but at night it is only a few degrees, as cold as an ice cellar.
A perfect combination of ice and fire!
It was particularly cold last night. Near dawn, due to the violent alternation of hot and cold, heavy fog arose in the rainforest.
Thick fog like white smoke, sticky and covering the sky and sun, shrouded the entire rain forest, and the visibility was even less than five meters.
Even with Du Weiguo's superhuman eyesight, he could barely see about 20 meters ahead.
This damn heavy fog seriously slowed down his progress, making it impossible to discern the direction. It took more than an hour to barely advance a few miles.
Fo Xiao's plan to raid the Eight Hundred Dragons' lair was aborted. If the raid failed, it could only be changed to a force attack, Gan!
At this time, a lynx jumped down from the big tree, silently, but as fast as lightning, and clawed at Du Weiguo's neck with sharp claws like a knife.
"Get stuck!"
The bobcat's neck made a crisp sound, and Du Weiguo's big hand came first, pinched its neck, and broke it cleanly.
The big lynx's eyes suddenly became distracted, and its body slumped down as if it were boneless. Du Weiguo's eyes were full of disgust, and he threw it aside casually.
After clapping his hands, Du Weiguo complained in an unusually impatient tone:
"Hu Da, aren't you a fox fairy? Can't you suppress these beasts through your blood? Why do these beasts dare to attack me?"
Upon hearing this, the big fox who had been lying on Du Weiguo's backpack immediately rolled his eyes.
I'm so drunk! Does this mean you have to live in a latrine because you can't poop? You're in a bad mood and using me as a punching bag?
However, the big fox still explained in a dull tone:
"They are just beasts with low intelligence. They only act according to their instincts and cannot sense my pressure at all~"
"Tch! It's still coercive. Lord Fox Fairy, since you are so powerful, can I trouble you to collect this heavy fog that fills the sky?"
Du Weiguo sneered and retorted mercilessly. The big fox was so angry that he wanted to slap his claws on the back of his head.
Damn it!
If I know the magical power of making clouds and rain, do I still need to look at the face of a brat like you? , I will scratch you to death with just one claw!
The big fox became sulky and stopped talking. Du Weiguo didn't say anything either. He walked forward for a while with his head sullen. He kicked a stone off the ground in an extremely irritable manner and stopped with a dejected expression.
He took off his backpack and the big fox, leaned against a rock, and took out two cigars from his pocket.
After lighting them together, he handed one to the big fox, sat down on the big stone, and smoked his cigar without saying a word.
The big fox hugged the cigar with his paws, took a good puff, tilted his head, and asked in a teasing tone:
"Why don't you leave? Didn't you just say that soldiers are very fast and that you want to catch the opponent by surprise?"
Du Weiguo exhaled smoke heavily, his tone was indignant, and he cursed:
"What the hell did I do? This damn fog is so heavy that I can't tell the difference between east, west and north. I'm so lost~"
"Kekeke~"
Seeing Du Weiguo deflated, the big fox immediately smiled like a little hen about to lay eggs, overjoyed.
Du Weiguo gave it a fierce look, and just when he was about to open his mouth to scold him, the big fox suddenly dropped the cigar in its paws, and suddenly it flew off Du Weiguo's shoulder.
The incident happened suddenly. Du Weiguo frowned. He resisted the urge to lift the knife and cut it in two, and asked in a deep voice:
"Hu Da, what's wrong?"
"Yes, there is a beast control master, very strong~"
The big fox's voice was trembling, his body was trembling slightly, and he looked extremely nervous. I am afraid that the ability of this Laoshizi beast controller should be enough to restrain it.
But when he heard this, Du Weiguo was shocked, his eyes were focused, his fighting spirit rose, and his evil aura soared to the sky. Well done!
Damn it, I'm wandering around like a headless fly in the heavy fog, and I'm worried that I can't find my target.
After holding back his anger, this desperate bastard actually took the initiative to deliver the goods to his door!
Du Weiguo stood up, picked up the akm that was propped on the ground, gently stroked the smooth fur of the big fox, and said in a harsh tone:
"Hu Da, don't be afraid! Where is he? Point it out to me and I will bury him right away!"
Upon hearing this, Hu Diehua suddenly felt a strong sense of security in her heart. This kind of security could only be felt by Mrs. Hu Santai's side when she had just become wise.
The big fox stretched out his front paws and pointed in one direction, his voice still trembling:
"In this direction, there is a distance of about a few hundred meters. Du Da, he is very strong. You have to be more careful!"
"Ah!"
Du Weiguo took the big fox off his shoulders, put it on his backpack, sneered, and said in a contemptuous tone:
"Very strong? As long as he is human, no matter what kind of beast controller he is, even if he can summon the blue dragon and white tiger.
I can also twist his head off and use it as a ball. Hu Da, just smoke and look after the house. I’ll be back soon~"
Du Weiguo's tone was bold, domineering, and full of anger. After speaking, he stuffed the cigar in his mouth into the big fox's mouth.
Picking up the automatic rifle, he strode towards the direction pointed out by the big fox, and soon disappeared into the thick fog.
"Looking after the house~"
The big fox was holding a cigar and sitting on his backpack. He stared blankly at Du Weiguo's disappearing back and muttered to himself.
Suddenly, an inexplicable emotion that had never been felt before suddenly filled its heart, overwhelmingly overflowing.
Hu Diehua felt that the shackles of Taoism that she had been imprisoned for decades, and had never been able to move forward, were actually loosened.
After Du Weiguo walked about a few dozen meters, the Nine Nether Lock in his hand shot out violently, and his figure instantly stood up from the ground.
When the person was in mid-air, the Nine Nether Lock in his hand stretched and contracted. Du Weiguo's figure was like a spiritual ape, using the big trees to float quickly through the woods.
At the same time, his anger sank into his Dantian, and he let out a loud and long roar!
"Haha~"
The function of making a long roar is to actively attract the animal trainer. Du Weiguo seems to be cool now, but in fact he is simply blind.
After using the Nine Nether Locks to drift twice, he lost his way again and couldn't distinguish things at all, let alone the enemy's position, so he could only take the initiative to lure the enemy.
Fortunately, this trick worked!
Du Weiguo's roar had just stopped when he sensed a strong sense of malice, and then there was a roar of wild beasts that shook the ground, and the sound of roaring footsteps.
Judging from the momentum, it seems that there are hundreds of large animals, including the chirping of birds. It seems that this animal controller is indeed quite sharp.
He could actually control animals on the ground and in the air at the same time, attacking targets in all directions and three-dimensionally. Especially in broad daylight, Du Weiguo might really find it a bit tricky.
But now that there is such a unique thick fog, Du Weiguo will not stay in place and fight with the wild beasts.
Since I can sense the direction of malicious intent, why should I wait? Prisoner Dragon, come and accept your fate!
In the early hours of the morning, that "Tang Sect master" Ma Long couldn't stand the torture and had already poured beans into a tube and confessed everything he knew.
Damn, my master’s unique skill, Flash, please see it. A mere beast control master is nothing. I have killed more than one master of controlling humans and corpses.
Du Weiguo's eyes sharpened, and his figure instantly disappeared in mid-air. When he reappeared, he had stopped on the branch of a giant tree a few hundred meters away.
Du Weiguo squatted on a tree branch, holding his breath and concentrating, squinting his hawk-like eyes, looking around cautiously, and listening attentively.
The strong malice lingered, and although he couldn't pinpoint it accurately, he intuitively felt that he was very close to the prisoner dragon at this moment.
Suddenly, a giant black and white python stretched its tail from the branch of the tree and wrapped it around Du Weiguo's calf with extremely fast movements.
"puff!"
With a flash of dark light, Xiao Tang Dao immediately cut off his tail, extremely smooth. Du Weiguo's wrist shook slightly, and the dark light flashed again.
This giant python, which is 7 or 8 meters long, has already been separated from its head. Its huge body rolled unconsciously and fell helplessly from the tree branch.
But at this moment, a huge unknown yellow-billed bird passed through the thick fog, its wings carrying a strong wind, and its dark yellow giant beak pecked Du Weiguo's cheek fiercely!
"laugh!"
The Nine Nether Lock popped out, and the sharp spikes at the front instantly pierced the big bird's eyes and entangled its wings.
Naturally, it is impossible for a mere flying bird to hurt Du Weiguo.
But before Du Weiguo could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard countless shrill sounds of flapping wings and breaking the wind from behind the thick fog, as well as several shrill bird calls.
There is no need to think about it at all. The bird troops controlled by this prisoner dragon must have returned to support. The distance of several hundred meters is indeed within an instant for the birds.
hiss!
This prisoner dragon is indeed difficult to deal with. The most important thing is that he seems to be able to share the field of vision with the beasts and birds he controls. Otherwise, how did he discover Du Weiguo's location?
Du Weiguo was angry, but had no choice but to use the flicker to move to a big tree wrapped in thick fog again, narrowly escaping the attack of this wave of birds.
A moment later, Du Weiguo's ears heard an endless, heart-wrenching sound of bones and flesh breaking, mixed with the mournful cries of birds.
This is the sound of a flock of birds launching a suicidal attack and their flesh and blood hitting the tree trunk.
Before the harsh sound dissipated, Du Weiguo heard the sound of birds flying in all directions again, as well as the roars of beasts not far away.
Shared vision, flocks of birds are used for reconnaissance and harassment, main battle herd troops return timely support, three-dimensional tactics, damn, it’s a bit sharp!
Du Weiguo frowned and left the place in a blink of an eye again, doubts rising in his heart.
Is this beast controller's brain a central computer? Are his eyes compound eyes? How can it have such powerful information processing capabilities.
After a while, the sound of flapping birds' wings was heard again in the thick fog. There was nothing he could do, and Du Weiguo had to fall back to the ground to avoid the birds' search.
He couldn't help but secretly curse the damn fog. Just now, Du Weiguo thought that the fog was an excellent cover, but now it was tied up and became the biggest constraint.
Nothing is more unpredictable than this!
"Damn Prisoner Dragon, you can only hide in the dark. If it weren't for the heavy fog, I would have killed you long ago!"
Du Weiguo was slightly panting at this moment, while he was on guard and complaining angrily.
Suddenly, three small dark green snakes, only as long as a tachyon, penetrated the dense fog and flew towards Du Weiguo's door at a speed as fast as lightning.
Yes, that's right, these little snakes flew directly over like sharp arrows.
"Swish swish~"
The shrill sound of breaking wind sounded, and these small snakes were chopped down in the air with fish-killing knives, and fell to the ground, rolling around crazily.
On the ground, the place soaked in snake blood made a sizzling sound and black smoke rose. Du Weiguo would naturally not let them get close to such a weird thing.
"Uh~"
Under the cover of the sound of flying knives breaking through the wind, there was a less obvious muffled groan. In the thick fog, less than a hundred meters away from Du Weiguo, behind a huge boulder.
Qiulong's face was ferocious, his eyes were red, and the corners of his mouth, nose, and ears were all overflowing with blood, which wet his clothes.
Du Weiguo's estimate was absolutely correct. His brain was overloaded and he couldn't hold it anymore. Du Weiguo was in a hurry, but he was exhausted.
Both he and Du Weiguo were too careless and underestimated the enemy, but Du Weiguo's upper limit was much higher than his, his measurements were completely overwhelming, and his fault tolerance rate was even higher!
