The white dragon held a chicken leg in his mouth and chewed it loudly, and glanced at An Bochen from time to time, dancing.

An Bochen's face turned pale and his stomach was gushing. His seven emotions and six desires in mortals also woke up.

"Young Master, it's okay if you don't have money. You can exchange other things for it."

The boss rubbed his hands and his eyes fell on the bead chains, but he didn't move away for a long time.

Why didn't you say it earlier?

An Bochen was overjoyed. His arms raised and the smoke rolled. A lifelike red copper carriage appeared at the entrance of the hotel. The horse was agile, wrapped in copper skin but could run. The carriage pulled behind him was also exquisite and gorgeous, with clouds coming from his feet, which was very strange.

The originally quiet market was suddenly filled with people, and the people were all looking at the bronze horse chariot and talking. The waiter ran to the corner of no one, laughing loudly, while the boss's eyes were straight, and he walked to the carriage with small steps, stroking the carriage excitedly.

"Boss, I'm not serving the food yet."

Amberchen slammed the table and said.

"Okay, wait a moment."

The boss rushed into the back hall excitedly. After only a while, the wine and food were served one after another.

Bailong, not far away, was stunned, then he slapped his face and buried his head and ate it, trying to fill his stomach before An Bochen.

The dust of Anbo swept the clouds and the dishes on the table were empty in a blink of an eye.

The hotel owner seemed to be very experienced in entertaining immortals. As soon as An Bochen finished eating, another table of wine and food was served.

The originally bustling long street was silent at this time, and the people with long ears were quietly watching Amberchen and Bailong who were competing in secret, holding their breath and focusing with great enthusiasm.

The people here are so strange, they are not bad at all. They know they are immortals but they are fearless, as if they are looking at something rare.

Amberchen shook his head and continued to deal with the wine and food in front of him.

There are too many strange places in the world, and An Bochen does not want to linger in the world. He just wants to take Li Xian back from the dragon's belly and rush back as soon as possible.

About half an hour passed, Bailong raised his head, burped, and looked at An Bochen in disappointment and stood up and flew away.

An Bochen was also 80% full. Seeing this, he threw away his chopsticks and rushed to the white dragon.

The white dragon did not turn back into a dragon shape, and still looked like a young man in a white robe. He teleported frequently in the sky, and at a young age, he passed through the three island countries.

It seems that the real dragon form can only fly quickly but cannot teleport.

An Bochen chased after Bailong and secretly guessed.

An Bochen had already suffered a secret loss in the blessing of the cave world. He knew that the white dragon was extremely cunning. He suddenly left the blessing of the cave world and lured him here, which must have been a conspiracy. If he kept chasing him, wouldn't he fall into his trap again?

His eyes were slightly condensed, and while An Bochen teleported with the breath of the white dragon, he looked at the sea area beneath him.

Just as the two of them teleported to a sea with only a few desolate islands at the same time, Amber Chen's still brewing handprints were released, and a ball of wind and clouds floated out from his fingers, covering the islands in a moment. The islands were held by the wind and clouds and became light and fluttered, flying out of the sea in the blink of an eye, moving to the front of the white dragon.

Thirty-six strikes in the Zhoutian - riding mountains and spreading seas.

After reaching the sixth level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, An Bochen has mastered most of the thirty-six strikes in Zhoutian. The rest are all Taoist techniques that can only be used above the True Immortal Realm. They are infinitely mysterious and cannot be understood by An Bochen today.

When Bai Longyan met, there were several island mountains, and his expression was stunned. He felt a little familiar with these island mountains.

Locked firmly by Amber Chen's breath, the white dragon had no time to think about it, and another teleported across the sea and mountain. But when he stabilized his body, he looked strange and saw that the island mountains were still not far away in front of him.

Oops!

Bailong's heart tightened, and he knew that he had been plotted against by An Bochen. Before he could smash the sea and mountains, a green figure appeared on the island.

"Let's just open your stomach and break your stomach here."

Looking at Bailong, An Bochen said.

"Just, do you really think Ben Long is so easy to bully? Besides, the baby in my stomach has never spoken again since just now. I guess I have been digested with those foods."

The white dragon did not show any weakness.

An Bochen frowned, stretched out his soul power, and a strangeness appeared on his face.

Li Xian did not say anything, but his breath was particularly high, and he was breathing long and calm... He actually fell asleep in the dragon's belly.

Even An Bochen admired the courage of this future Liujun. Not to mention ordinary children, even cultivators in the real human realm of the immortal realm would not be as unscrupulous as him. Not only was they not afraid, but they also fell asleep.

Involuntarily, An Bochen remembered the words he said to him when he first met Li Jizong.

Just as Amber Chen was distracted, the white dragon had already rushed up, his eyes were filled with rage, and his beard was shaking with the wind.

The dragon body of this star cannot beat An Bochen, and Dao Fading is not his opponent, so he has to try this move.

The momentum of burning the boats rose from the young man transformed by the white dragon. He saw that when he was three feet away from Amberchen, he suddenly pulled out a beard. The beard swelled with the wind and turned into a long ink spear.

The white dragon shot out, and the fire was flowing at the tip of the gun. In an instant, the water of the sky and clouds turned into a sea of ​​fire. Even the island mountain moved by Anbo Chen erupted from it. The fires gushed into the air into the fire dragon, and together with the millions of fire dragons gushed out from the sea and sky, they emitted a wave of dragon roars and slaughtered at Anbo Chen.

By the time the gun was gone, An Bochen had already reacted. He pulled out one of his hair, turned into a spear, and waved it with his backhand.

Perhaps it was because of habit that An Bochen used Wuxie when fighting, and even if Fenglei Yu was broken, An Bochen still used it. Just now, he saw the white dragon turning into a gun, and An Bochen woke up as if he was dreaming. He is now an immortal with "magic powers". His hair and hair can change in all kinds of changes, and his aura is hidden in his hair and hair. Compared with things transformed by empty hands, it is closer to magic weapons. This is why many immortals, gods and demons change their own skin hair into swords, guns, swords and halberds.

With cold eyes, An Bochen's hair was rising, he ignored the thousands of fire dragons, and the tip of the spear burst out violent spiral force and hit the white dragon.

The two were very close to each other, and at this time they could see the other's appearance completely clearly. When the tips of the guns were close, the two were stunned, and the feeling of déjà vu arose again.

"Fenxu. End!"

The white dragon shouted violently, and the mysterious avatar was completely released from the gun.

An Bochen was stunned when he heard this, and when the spiral spear was blasted out, the young man in white also showed surprise.

At this moment, the two remembered the battle that had a special significance to them many years ago. It was a two-shot confrontation, and the gun skills were almost the same, but the vitality and mystery contained in it were no longer the same.

The two guns clashed with each other and a strong cyclone burst into pieces, and the void was shattered wherever the cyclone went.

The sea, blue sky, and the island mountain that Amber Chen moved to have all turned into ashes. The place they were in was gray, like chaos, but it was caused by the mystery of the dragon spear "Fengxu". The four forces of Feng Shui, Fire and Thunder surged out from the silver spear in Anberg Chen's hand, turning into a huge mass of air to wrap Amber Chen, blocking the mystery of the "Fengxu". The spiral force emitted by the tip of the spear rotated wildly, cutting the world of the void made of ashes into pieces.

After one round, the sea and sky no longer existed. When the two appeared again, they were already in another sea area.

"It's you."

The two of them said in unison, then remained silent.

Although they met young people, the relationship between the two is difficult to describe. The first time An Bochen met Ao Ba was when he was in Xuande Cave Heaven. He then made an agreement with Longjun Ao Gui to kill the two snakes and save the dragon girl, but by chance he failed to fulfill his promise.

After a while, Ao Ba said first: "I didn't expect that there would be no winner."

Amberchen smiled, his silver spear became smaller, and in a blink of an eye it turned back into hair.

"Your gun skills have improved a little, but if you really fight, you will still lose."

Upon hearing this, Ao Ba's face turned red, he snorted coldly, and turned his face away.

"By the way, where did you want to lie to me just now?" asked An Bochen.

"Dog Head Country. You are so persistent that you want to open my intestines and break my stomach, so I have to go to find my second uncle." Ao Ba shrugged his shoulders, and said without blushing his face and heartbroken.

......

Just as Ao Ba mentioned the Dog Head Country, three uninvited guests appeared in the Dog Head Country.

Like all the immortals who arrived in hundreds of countries, the first thing they did was naturally to find a restaurant to have a big meal.

"Seventh Young Master, I really can't believe that such a half-human and half-animal race can actually invite that person to be their god."

An immortal was full of wine and food, looking at the dog-headed and human-born people on the street, shook his head and sneered.

"That god should be considered the most powerful existence among the gods of the hundreds of countries, but it is a pity to take care of a group of dogs and people here."

Another immortal said.

"Say a few words, this is not Dayin."

The man who sat in the middle and obviously had the highest status said lightly that Mr. Zhang Qi has always had a gloomy face since he was eating.
Chapter completed!