Just as the female leader was hesitating, suddenly, a roar came from a distance and resounded throughout the sky.

The roar came from far to near, like a broken bamboo, and it arrived in an instant.

The black hair was flying in the wind, and the female leader looked back and saw the man with an angry face.

"Why?" the man asked.

The female leader shook his arm, opened his lips slightly, and opened it halfway, but then stopped it.

She suddenly felt it was ridiculous. This man who had made her miss her so much that she was restless, got furious and destroyed the arrangements of the Netherworld Sect for thousands of years and rushed to her, just to ask why.

It's really ridiculous.

"You are talking! Why are you like a woman?"

Sima Jin looked from afar, and when she saw the female leader silent again, her heart also sank, and she couldn't help but curse.

He Jiu and the female scholars behind him looked at me, and I looked at you, all of them were stiff, as if they were trying to endure something. Although they knew that it was not the time to laugh, they still couldn't help it. The leader was originally... a woman.

“Oops.”

Sima Jin shook her head and sighed. Sure enough, as soon as her sigh fell, the shouts of killing came from all directions, shaking through the sky, and hearing all the female church members on the island changed color.

You don’t have to think about it, and only those two families dare to attack the Netherworld Sect, and the two families were sent by Tianhe Sect and the Dongshen Sect to fight.

The dignified Netherworld Sect, the top three forces in the world, should not be so easily bullied by their opponents. However, Jiuchenjun, a genius demon, calculated everything correctly, and with a blink of an eye, the proud defense of the Netherworld Sect was wiped out. In the era where An Bochen and Sima Jin were, Jiuchenjun was an unknown person, but it was such an unknown person who could hide in the dark and laugh at those who claimed to be heroes and heroes.

But I just arrived at the Netherworld Sect and didn't have half a bargaining chip in my hand, otherwise I would have to fight him anyway.

Sima Jin tightened his hand and said in his heart.

"Why?"

The man with a tall and handsome hair but a drunken body asked, revealing his drunkenness and his tail was straight.

"Why?" the man asked for the third time.

The female leader still had no response.

Sima Jin touched his forehead distressedly, and felt speechless about the infatuated man and resentful woman. Then Sima Jin patted his forehead with great force: "How stupid, why did I forget it? She didn't say it, I'll talk!"

With a flash, Sima Jin also teleported away and appeared next to the female leader.

"This big brother, the king's god general, this is the thing..." Sima Jin concealed his dissatisfaction and tried his best to squeeze out a smile, saying to Wang Ziyue, the first god general in the palace today.

However, before she could finish her words, Wang Ziyue, who had not waited for the female leader to reply, finally ran away.

He broke in and, in addition to questioning the female leader, he came to kill the man who appeared in the Netherworld Sect, namely Amber Chen.

"Go to die!"

Holding the iron rod in his hand, Wang Ziyue jumped high, his eyes shone golden light, and he hit An Bochen hard.

Although he is like a mosquito and a giant tree compared to An Bochen, he is a real Xuanxian, and one of the strongest people among Xuanxian. His arms alone can overturn the world.

As Prince Yue jumped up, the shouts of killing from the North Sea became more and more deafening. Many believers could already see the East God, the masters of the two forces of Tianhe. Regardless of the leader's failure to give orders, many Netherworld scholars rushed up to protect the sea and land at the bottom of their feet.

All of this has nothing to do with Wang Ziyue. Wang Ziyue, who was so angry that he lost his mind, stared at An Bochen fiercely. The blood of the ferocious ape passed down from ancient times surging in his body, surging his limbs and bones.

"Go to die!"

Whether it was anger or jealousy, the big stick in Prince Yue's hand had turned into a Naruto and smashed hard at Amberchen.

The fierce battle wind waved down from Wang Ziyue's arms. Even Sima Jin, who had reached the real fairyland, felt unstable soles of his feet, and his body was like leaves flying in the wind, which would be blown away at any time.

"Xiao Anzi!" It was not until this moment that Sima Jin was a little panicked.

The first god general of the Heavenly Palace took a rage with a stick. The breeze alone made the true immortal lose his center of gravity, not to mention the power contained in the tip of the stick.

It seemed as if I could hear Sima Jin's cry.

Amberchen lowered his high head and looked down, and at the same time, something unusually strange happened to him.

Not only did his body stop growing wildly, on the contrary, he narrowed back in a flash of his fingers, transforming from a giant standing tall to a figure of more than seven feet tall, barely avoiding Wang Ziyue's stick.

Wang Ziyue was stunned, and the female leader was stunned, and Jiuchenjun and Lu Fengqi, who were looking from afar, were also stunned.

What surprised them was not that An Bochen had changed from big to small, but that An Bochen avoided the blow that Xuanxian was determined to win based on his true immortal cultivation. You must know that Wang Ziyue was aiming at An Bochen himself. Logically speaking, no matter how An Bochen changes, he should not be able to avoid it.

Immediately afterwards, something even more shocking to several people happened.

Then An Bochen flew up, picked up a silver spear under his arm, and hit Wang Ziyue in the head with one shot.

"boom!"

The sound of shaking the mountains came, and a head flew high, but Wang Ziyue was shot by An Bochen and his head was cut off.

At that moment, the silver spear had a few remaining strength left when it appeared. It flew towards the direction from the two major forces of Dongshen and Tianhe, and swept away three thousand divine elephants all the way.

This is not a true immortal, it is clearly the source power that only the mysterious immortal can possess!

"Who is that... This person can kill Prince Yue, I am not the opponent, huh!"

The third guardian from Tianhe Sect was shocked and led his disciples to go back regardless of the situation. Before leaving, he did not forget to pull Jiuchenjun.

On the other side, the Eastern God Cult was also frightened by An Bochen's shot and the entire army evacuated.

Seeing this, He Jiu was overjoyed and quickly waved his flag and ordered all the believers to cover up and kill them.

Fortunately, Tianhe Sect and Dongshen Sect came here just a test, and failed to hit one blow and escaped without any hesitation.

The red light and the blue clouds are too fast.

The headless corpse stood up from the sea with a swaying hand, waved his hand, summoned his head and put it on his neck.

"It hurts so much... This guy, so much effort... Are you using the ancient magic method and your body becomes a saint?" Wang Ziyue moved his neck, then frowned and asked Xiang An Bochen: "I have never seen him before, who are you?"

"He is my husband."

Sima Jin stopped An Bochen and said to Wang Ziyue.

Those present, the female leader, Wang Ziyue, Sima Jin and He Jiu, could see that An Bochen's condition was very wrong at this time, and he seemed extremely weak and listless. However, the shot that was comparable to the power of Xuanxian was fired by him, which made everyone puzzled.

"Sister, my husband is tired, so I say goodbye first."

Sima Jin supported An Bochen, flashed and disappeared on Guiyi Island.

"Master, they seem to have left." He Jiuyao looked south and reported to the female leader.

"It's okay. After this battle, we will know that they are already from my Netherworld Sect, and they will come back." The female leader said, with her back facing Wang Ziyue, without any intention of turning back.

He Jiu is also good at observing words and expressions. She glanced at Wang Ziyue and then left.

When he was awake, Wang Ziyue was very embarrassed, but like the female leader, he had a strong sense of self-esteem. He knew that he had been jealous and caused a big disaster, but he was unwilling to apologize.

"Who are they? Could it be..." Prince Yue stood with his hands behind his back, frowned and thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Is it because you mentioned the talent of a world-class person to me?"

"Why can't you understand earlier?" The female leader's voice was not cold, but he had no feelings.

"With the cultivation of the True Immortal, it is only a single move to repel Xuanxian, but how did he do it?" Wang Ziyue asked, still a little scared.

Fortunately, he has the bloodline of an ancient saint and can get rid of his head and reconnect, so he is not embarrassed. If it were another Xuanxian, even if he was not seriously injured, he would have been shot to lose all his face.

"Why did I know?" The female leader's voice turned cold. She seemed to not want to pay attention to Wang Ziyue anymore and walked forward.

"It's good. I will destroy your Black Dragon Cave and I will guard the sea for your Netherworld Sect for a hundred years, how about?" Wang Ziyue asked shouted.

"Just, how can you destroy the Black Dragon Cave? All you have destroyed is a dragon eye." The female leader sneered, and Shekong walked towards the temple with a big strode. Halfway through, she suddenly turned around, staring at the back of Prince Yue's far away, her eyes fluctuated slightly.

Prince Yue probably went to the sea as promised, but she knew that before that, he had been waiting in front of the Nether Sea for more than a thousand years.

......

In the North Sea, life is short and long.

Sima Jin summoned several Yellow Turban heroes to sort out the wharf port that was messed up by the war wind, and then helped An Bochen into the water pavilion.

"What happened?" Sima Jin asked.

An Bochen's face turned slightly pale. He sat cross-legged in search of the wooden couch, took a deep breath, and then said: "It's nothing, but I found a way to restrain Xuanxian with the True Immortal Realm."

"But, you seem to be seriously injured." Sima Jin said with concern.

"After all, it is a new method. It's not very effective when I use it for the first time. After I improve it, I won't do this again." An Bochen said with a smile.

After hearing what An Bochen said, Sima Jin felt relieved: "What's going on with the True Immortal Realm to restrain Xuanxian? You just shot Wang Ziyue's head. Do you know that Wang Ziyue is the number one god general in the heavenly court in the world, and the heavenly court is beyond the reach of the three major forces in the four continents."

"The knight is no big deal." An Bochen smiled and gently stroked the cute turbine on the back of Sima Jin's hand: "It's just that I have mastered the power of Xuanxian Realm."

Sima Jin opened his mouth wide as if he was exaggerating: "How did you do it? Although the energy you have accumulated far exceeds that of the true immortals in the same realm, it is far from reaching the category of the mysterious immortals."

"It has nothing to do with vitality, it is just power. The purest power has nothing to do with skills, destiny, and will of heaven."

An Bochen said, stepping on the way of transforming into the heavens, every word at this time revealed infinite mystery.
Chapter completed!