In the backyard of Xiao's family, An Bochen hid aside and stared at the Mustang King.

The King of Wild Horse, who was pulling the mill, suddenly stopped, raised his head, sniffed, and looked at Amberchen in a little confused.

It could not see An Bochen, but it could feel something. Among the mortal species, the Wild Horse King was also considered a spiritual vehicle, and was "tortured" by Mr. Yi in the Xijiang River for several days. In terms of spirituality, it is not inferior to the Tianma of Wuzhenhaidu. In addition, it carried An Bochen in the mountains of blood sea corpse. At this moment, An Bochen was standing beside it, and it faintly noticed something, and a trace of spirit actually reappeared in the empty horse's eyes.

Tolerance or not.

Looking at the King of Wild Horses, An Bochen couldn't help but remember what Longshan Qinniang said to Lu Fengqi.

Looking at the history of heaven and earth, which hero should not throw his dignity to the ground before achieving something hegemony and let countless people trample on it? Only by giving up can one gain, and only by tolerance can one achieve success.

Only by tolerance can one succeed?

After looking at the King of Wild Horse again, Amberchen smiled indifferently and turned around.

It seemed to notice that the hope was gradually moving away from it. The wild horse king slapped his front hooves quickly, and tears flashed in his horse's eyes. The grievances of more than two years erupted tonight. It raised its neck regardless of everything, raised its head and neighed.

It stopped neighing after a long time. The courtyard was silent, and the familiar breath completely disappeared. The Wild Horse King lowered his head in despair and looked at the mud under his feet blankly.

The night is light and the wind is quiet and the moon is slightly cool.

The thick clouds in the sky floated across the crescent moon, and in a blink of an eye, were blown away by a strong wind from nowhere. The strong wind drove down and rushed towards the city at the foot of the Dongyue Mountain.

The Wild Horse King was discouraged and was about to continue pulling the mill, but suddenly it felt that its body and the entire mill were lifted up by a strong wind. After the initial panic, the Wild Horse King looked at the ground gradually distant, and a deep joy burst out from the horse's geese.

Not only the Wild Horse King, but also the divine beasts in the Xiao family stable were swept away by the sudden strong wind. This strange wind not only existed in the city where the Xiao family was located. A strange wind blew across the fairy family nearby, sweeping over the fairy family, and instantly took away a large number of divine beasts.

Thirty-six strikes in the sky - calling the wind and rain.

Amberchen floated in the air, looking at the strange wind that was circling in the cities beneath him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Faced with the immortals who bullied too much, he finally couldn't continue to endure it.

He had never had any heroic spirit, nor had the idea of ​​achieving hegemony. His dignity had been trampled on by the immortals, but because he had just come to Wuzhenhaidu at that time, and his cultivation was only a divine master. How could he save his life if he did not compromise? Now he has broken through to the first level of the real person, and he is the peak of the first level of the heaven. He does not lack magical powers and means. Looking at the empty rear of Dongyue, he has enough protection for himself, so how can he continue to bear humiliation?

The most critical point is that everyone thinks he is just a divine master. He killed Li Xing and the other two, cast spells and swept away several city mounts. Even if it is a little too much, no one will suspect him. Tonight, he not only took the Wild Horse King away from the Xiao family, but also kidnapped other immortal families, and even dispersed the suspicion.

Looking at the city that was messy beneath her, a cloud of haze rose in An Bochen's eyes and nodded slightly.

"Bold thief!"

At this moment, An Bochen's ears buzzed.

I saw a figure appearing on the side, but it was a grim-looking old man with a hook nose. He had already used the magical power of the heavenly eyes and stared at him straight.

An Bochen thought that it was not good, and the person who came was obviously in his cultivation, at least he was a second-level real person. After a moment of thinking, An Bochen did not teleport, but flew towards the direction of Zhendongjiang.

Most of the people in the second level of the Heavenly True Man Realm have been sent to the front battlefield, especially now that the battle situation is urgent. Once Dongyue is broken, none of the immortals can escape. Therefore, almost all those who stay behind are the first level of the Heavenly True Man realm and the immortals who are not yet full of the Heavenly True Man realm. This is also one of the reasons why Lu Fengqi can command a banner by relying only on the cultivation level of the Heavenly True Man realm. There is also a reason why An Bochen dared to let go of the spell without any fear.

An Bochen flew in front, and the old man with a hook nose was chasing him. The movement came out, and more than ten figures flew out of the city below the mountain, shouting and chasing him.

As Yu Guang reached, An Bochen's hand-pinning method.

Thirty-six strikes in the Zhoutian - flying sand and stones.

In an instant, the black sand and gravel wrapped in a huge force of more than 200,000 kilograms, swept past the old man with a hook nose and flew towards the immortals behind him.

Some of the immortals were first-class real people, and some were only as good as divine masters. Facing millions of black sands with huge power, they could only be blocked by the Taoist sacrificial law. As their bodies stagnated, An Bochen's figure disappeared into the night.

"Who are you?"

Flying over a mountain covered with coin trees, Amberchen shouted loudly.

The old man was just chasing and didn't speak.

Of course he would not answer An Bochen. It is necessary to know that the crime of evading military service is no less than that of An Bochen stealing his horse. Since he dared to chase him out, it is obviously related to the stolen immortals. Although he is not a son of an immortal family, he is also a retainer. Once his identity is exposed, the immortals behind him will also be implicated.

In other words, if An Bochen could kill this person without knowing it, the immortal family behind him would not dare to speak out, and would have to suffer a loss and accept his fate.

An Bochen did not choose to teleport, but just flew to hang the old man behind the wind, but had already made up his mind to kill him to silence him.

The old man saw his appearance clearly. Regardless of whether An Bochen was recognized or not, keeping this person was a hidden danger after all.

The second level of the realm of the realm of the realm of the heaven

Just looking at the old man's flying speed, An Bochen could already determine his cultivation level. Not only was he the second level, but he was only just entering the second level. Otherwise, his flight speed would not be only slightly faster than An Bochen. Whenever he was about to be chased by the old man, An Bochen would always quietly teleport out a hundred feet, giving the old man a glimmer of hope and hanging him far away.

Half an hour later, An Bochen had already flew to Zhendongjiang and stood in front of a magic circle.

Turning his head, An Bochen saw the old man speeding up and flew towards him with gritted teeth.

With a sneer, An Bochen raised his foot and stepped into the magic circle. After blinking, An Bochen stood on the surface of a yellow lake.

This lake is called Golden Lake. Whenever there is light on the lake surface, it will emit golden light, and the waves rise and fall. From a distance, it looks like an incision of gold. Although the immortals yearn for mortal world, they scoff at gold and think that it is very frivolous, so they almost never linger in the Golden Lake.

Amberchen chose to ambush the old man here, so he could barely avoid others' eyes and ears without knowing it.

Facing the real person in the second level of heaven, An Bochen could only choose to attack and ambush. The more he went, the bigger the gap in cultivation. If he fought head-on, even though the old man had just entered the second level of heaven, it would still be easy to kill An Bochen.

Staring coldly at the snake-body god standing on the shore, An Bochen pinched out the seal,

Six days ago, he had killed three immortals and sank into the river. Now he faced the second level of the naive real person who was suspected of being a retainer of the immortals. Another fierce battle was about to begin. He was unknown and he was less than 50%. In just six days, An Bochen took action against the immortals in Wuzhen Haidu one after another, even he himself had never expected it.

At first, he felt a little guilty. After all, without the immortals in the Five Towns of Haidu, there would be no peace for countless years in the four realms. However, respecting his ancestors and hating his descendants. After seeing what the Xiao family did to the Wild Horse King, An Bochen felt extremely hated and no longer felt guilty.

The water waves in the Golden Lake were rippling and the sound of the sound of the sound, and Anbochen had already brewed his murderous intent to the top.

When he was young, the snake-body god shook off the long whip in his hand, and the void shook lightly. The old man with a hooked nose jumped out of the magic circle and saw An Bochen standing in the middle of the lake at a glance.
Chapter completed!