Chapter 174 Land

(Third update)

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The second force of water and fire rushed to his right arm with the wind of yin and yang. An Bochen jumped up out of the air and soared in the air. The light and shadow flowed in his eyes. The soul swam in his arms, leaving only half of it in his body. The other half launched the power of thunder and flew to the wind and cold with An Bochen.

Seeing that the dagger was rolled to both sides by an invisible spiral force, the breath of the innocent layman was getting closer and closer, and Feng Xiao's cold face changed slightly. He sacrificed a Lishan Shenjun Feng Xingmu and flew to the sky.

When he was about to catch up, he was blown away by the cold charm of the wind. An Bochen's heart was cold inch by inch, and a strong frustration drowned him.

But at this time, as the two souls of heaven and earth turned their right eyes, inadvertently passing through the three trends of feng shui and fire, the wonderful feeling was born again, accompanied by the joy that An Bochen could no longer hold back.

He obviously noticed that the "iron gate" that had blocked him for three years trembled violently!

The mysterious and mysterious feeling surged into his heart. An Bochen stood on the spot, suppressing the excitement and joy in his heart, holding his breath, and allowing the feng shui and fire to swim around the soul.

The heart is sharp and sharp, breaking the bottleneck and breaking the magic barrier.

An Bochen clearly feels the lightness of the three forces of feng shui and fire, and can also feel a wonderful change in Zhou Tian is quietly taking place in his body as the thunder is stripped out of the soul.

His heart fluttered, and An Bochen was immersed in hysterical ecstasy. Until this time, he had no doubt at all. After waiting for three years from Kaiping for seven years, An Bochen finally ushered in the most anticipated moment in his life.

"Boom!"

The thunder force fell into the three forces of feng shui and fire, but it seemed to pour oil on the fire, making a deafening roar.

Wrapped in feng shui fire and circulated through the body, the thunder power from the soul body gradually turned into thick purple pulp, which has been integrated with the three forces.

Ordinary practitioners only practice fire, and the fire is the master of the week. They only need to gather the meridians and collaterals to break through the earth as a matter of course. An Bochen is different. There are three gods in the body. There are three gods in the body. The three forces of feng shui and fire are co-owners and immortals. It is wonderful. There is a lack of a master. At the time of breakthrough, the force is scattered, and he can't be as distracted and forward as a single-cultivator.

If it goes on like this, the day of An Bochen's breakthrough will be far away.

Fortunately, a "thunder roar" was displayed by chance tonight. The soul is the master of An Bochen's thoughts. There is thunder in the soul, and the thunder liquid is integrated into the three forces, which is also equivalent to the soul body's order, which is forbidden. It gives feng shui and fire a main heart bone, and takes the opportunity to rush to the porch on the way of An Bochen's life.

At this point, the four potentials of feng shui thunder and fire gathered in Zhou Tian in An Bochen's body for the first time, swam around, came out from the Dantian, and slowly flowed along the Zhoutian meridians and collaterals through the various meridian acupuncture points. When the middle Dantian suddenly accelerated, he suddenly rushed up to the Dantian.

An Bochen's body was shocked, and he only heard an extremely crisp sound somewhere in his body, as if he had broken a glazed lamp hanging above his head, and seemed to have opened a long-awaited door.

The strong joy flowed through the internal organs. An Bochen clearly felt that the rising fire was undergoing an indescribable change. The invisible water was like this, and the wind of yin and yang was the same.

As soon as the eyes were closed and opened, the fire fluttering in Shangdantian had gathered into a green flame. Although it was not as strong as the previous fire, it was extremely tough and flexible. At the same time, the invisible water has also become thick as pulp, from invisible to tangible. Each one is like a crystal clear pearl, flowing but it is really water. Thinking of the water god in the fairy mansion that must be more enchanting and beautiful than before, An Bochen smiled faintly, and then looked at the wind of yin and yang. The yin time was as black as ink clouds, and the yang time was dizzy, and the yin and yang time was full of mystery, as if the strange wind born from the beginning of Hongmeng at the end of the sky became more and more unique. Not only that, the wind of yin and yang jumped out of the undersea wheel and poured into the navel wheel that had already been opened three years ago. That is to say, as An Bochen breaks through the earth, he can also begin to practice the second round of secrets.

The only thing that has not changed is the thunder force. After helping Sanshi break through the porch, the thunder liquid returned to the soul body and disappeared in the Zhoutian meridians.

The soul of heaven and earth seems to have a slight change, but at this moment, An Bochen has no time to pay attention to it. There is one more thing he hasn't done.

Throughout the ages, when breaking through, the vitality in the body often climbs to the peak, and the strength doubles in an instant. Most of the leaps-level wins occur at the time of breaking through. The sense of speed at the time of breakthrough is difficult to describe in words. An Bochen only felt that his whole body was full of power. He waited for three years to break through, and the inexplicable emotion came from the bottom of his heart.

Under the strong pressure of excitement, An Bochen looked up at the night sky, and a touch of green flashed in his eyes.

Tonight's night is particularly touching. The stars are bright and the moon is as bright as a waterfall, but in An Bochen's eyes, there is only the teenager who rode a goose to escape.

The vitality flowed across the meridians of Zhou Tian, and An Bochen's body also seemed to have a bear, tiger and a fierce wolf, roaring and ferocious, forcing him to just want to roar.

The wind is blowing coldly, and it is fifty or sixty feet away from the street, that is, the height of two seven-story Moyun buildings.

Before the wind and coldness slowed down, a thunderous shout suddenly sounded in his ear.

"The younger generation escapes!"

He was shocked. Feng Xiao Leng only felt a fierce breath jumping high from the ground sixty feet. In a blink of an eye, he jumped behind him. Looking back, Feng Xiao was shocked.

With the distance force at the time of the breakthrough, An Bochen jumped flatly and jumped into the air with his body. The strength of his arms was more than 3,000 catties, and he pulled Feng Xiao Leng off the back of the goose.

But at this moment, the water, fire and wind slowly fell back and fell to the single field. The power of the tiger and wolf when breaking through also disappeared. An Bochen only felt that his body was empty and could no longer stay at a height of 60 feet. At a critical moment, An Bochen held Feng Xiao coldly on the back of the goose. In an instant, two people fell from the sky and fell to the ground with a "plop".

An Bochen fell on all over the back, but it didn't matter if there was one person and one goose under his body. Feng Xiao Leng's nose was blue and his face was swollen, and the last trace of dust was also suppressed by An Bochen, and the big white goose under him who saved his life had become a pool of mud.

With a long sigh of relief, An Bochen took out the rain beads from Feng Xiao's cold arms, looked at the dull and sad teenager, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "This time I will spare your life. You and the people in Changmen will immediately retreat from Liu. If you are met by Ben Jushi again, don't blame my ruthlessness."

It was a great success, and what made An Bochen more happy was tonight's breakthrough.

After cultivating the green fire and breaking through the earth, he can finally walk out of 70 miles of Liujing.

He looked to the southwest in a moment. At this time, An Bochen had only one idea in his heart. He did not hesitate. An Bochen turned into water and went straight to the west gate.

After An Bochen left for a long time, the young man in white never got up. He knelt in front of the round pit and looked blankly at the white goose that could not be identified. The tip of his nose was sore, and the tears in his eyes could not stop flowing out. The pear blossoms were raining, and the powder makeup was wet.