Chapter 567 Biography

An Bochen was two feet tall, and his eyes followed the figure of the eight-faced king Yuan Dun. Even if the eight-faced king escaped ten miles and a hundred miles, in the eyes of An Bochen in the real fairyland, it was still no different from three or four steps. He could be stabbed with one shot.

An Bochen will not shoot, because he is ready to use that move and will not give the Eight-faced King any chance to escape.

As soon as his eyes were closed and opened, An Bochen's eyes hung like a curtain, and there seemed to be a gorgeous starlight hidden in his pupils, shining directly at the eight-faced king.

Up and down the palace, everyone was in a mess, but only Aoba and the ancestor of the Liusha Kingdom, the two strong men at the peak of the six heavens, looked at An Bochen in horror. In the scene, only they could faintly feel the wonderful breath.

Hazy, extremely mysterious, but unfathomable, like a bottomless abyss, anyone will be deeply trapped as long as they come into contact.

If you have to make a metaphor to describe the breath emanating from An Bochen at this time, it can only be a dream.

Only when immortals are fascinated by their dreams can they be so hazy and as deep as a huge abyss, which is unpreventable.

"One dream for three hundred years, another three thousand years. Eight-faced King, how about my dream mysterious, compared with your time?

An Bochen sent a voice from afar through the void, and the invisible dream was held in the palm of his hand. He was about to fall and bullied the fleeing eight-faced king.

Even if he was so pressed by An Bochen, the eight-faced king was still wrapped in a shadow wind, as if he could not see the light. Hearing An Bochen's voice, the eight-faced king's faint body suddenly shook, and then accelerated his body.

An Bochen snorted coldly and stared at the back of the eight-faced king. He was about to release Zhou Tianmengshu, but at this time, An Bochen's body suddenly stiffened and turned his head to look west and somewhere overseas.

"Why don't you give me such an interesting trick?"

The man standing outside the Western Flow Sea said to An Bochen.

The vast area of the Xiliu Sea is not lower than the four boundaries of the southeast and northwest. It can transmit sound across one continent, and only true immortals can do it.

The moment An Bochen turned his head, the king took the opportunity to escape.

An Bochen didn't think so. He didn't take care of the eight-faced king of Princess Xisha anymore. His eyes crossed the huge Xiliu Sea and fell to the overseas, rolling smoke.

Even if the Eight-faced King is the most powerful monster king in the Western Liuhai Sea, in An Bochen's heart, the threat that the Eight-faced King can bring is far less than the person he saw at this time.

There are a lot of smoke and waves. Between the black water of Montenegro, there are hundreds of black skeleton horses, spitting green flames and rushing on the waves.

On the back of the horse, there are all the generals holding weapons, with heroic hair, and in the middle, there is a big dragonfly standing, with a double-mouthed character.

"Well, I'll keep it for you."

For a long time, An Bochen took back his long gun and said to Lv Feng with a smile.

However, just a moment later, An Bochen's expression stiffened again.

Lv Fengqi raised one person and one halberd, holding the mountains and over the sea, leading the generals to the west. But among the generals, An Bochen clearly saw many familiar figures: Li Zilong, Yin Xin, Hua Fei...

Gradually, An Bochen laughed, as if from the bottom of his heart, and as if he was sighing something: "Lv Fengqi, have you really become the king of hell?"

"District hell, how can it be called king? When there is no owner on the ground today, An Bochen, do you have great ambition? Lv Feng got up on the back of the bumpy horse and responded. He suddenly picked up the square halberd and tossed it into the rolling smoke.

You can see the chaotic black sea overseas separated from the west, and the rolling sea surges up and gathers into a water mountain with a height of thousands of hectares and a wide range of miles.

Lv Feng raised his hand to stop the generals from moving forward, driving the mounts brought from the hell, and galloping up the water and mountains.

"An Bochen. You and I are the same flag, and we also have the ambition to re-enhate the flag. Today, Lv is waiting for you here. On the sea and mountains, he will set the flag!"

Lv Feng stood on the top of the water and mountain and called out.

"Above the sea and mountains, set the flag!"

"Above the sea and mountains, set the flag!"

"Above the sea and mountains, set the flag!"

...... Under the water and mountains, the 108 reincarnated generals who followed Lv Fengqi also shouted loudly, and their fighting spirit rolled across the chaotic black sea and swept the western sea.

The monsters and scattered practitioners in the western sea were all shocked. Except for a few ancestors of the peak of the six heavens and the king of monsters, no one knew what had happened. They saw the dark clouds in the sky like ink, the wind was rustling, and everything was there. There was no disaster that was about to happen.

"An, your enemy has come to you... Who told you to be so flamboyant?

In the palace where the clouds are light and the wind is light and the sun is reappearing, Ao Ba muttered to An Bochen with a complicated face.

Other people also stared at An Bochen and completely forgot that the eight-faced king had plundered Princess Xisha to escape.

That fighting spirit is still outside the Xiliu Sea, but it can change the world and make all the creatures in the Xiliu Sea afraid and uneasy, which is enough to show the horror of An Bochen's opposition, especially above the eight kings.

Being able to have such a powerful anonent also shows the strength of An Bochen from the side.

The scattered cultivation of the Liusha Kingdom, including the ancestors, all cast admiration for An Bochen, while the children of Yuanjing Sect held their heads high. Among them, Li Xiaoguan was the most proud, but it didn't take long for Li Xiaoguan's face to become a little bitter.

"Brother, has Lv Fengqi also broken through the true immortal?"

When he came to An Bochen, Li Xiaoguan asked quietly.

"Yes, it's also a real immortal."

An Bochen said without hesitation. Seeing the disciples of Yuanjing Sect beside him looking confused, An Bochen looked at Li Xiaoguan strangely, and then told Lv Fengqi's general deeds to the disciples.

"Bochen, what are you talking about? Are you crazy? Lizhu has always strictly forbidden people to mention Lv Fengqi, saying that it is possible for the disciples to have a heart.

Li Xiaoguan bit his ear to An Bochen and said nervously.

"What are you afraid of? They are your disciples. You have to have confidence in yourself." An Bochen patted Li Xiaoguan on the shoulder, and then turned to the disciples of Yuanjing Sect who were immersed in the aftertaste. After a moment of silence, he said, "When our country of Liu was in great trouble, you were not old enough to understand. Now, it's time to tell you about the country of Liu, Kuangqi and the eastern world. After a while, your leader will explain it to you.

“...... Bo Chen!" Li Xiaoguan winK at him with some embarrassment.

Seeing this, An Bochen knew that Lizhu's status in Yuanjingzong is now extraordinary. Although he can't surpass Li Xiaoguan, he is also the master of a single word.

Although Lizhu's worries are a little far-fetched, it is not impossible.

Lv Fengqi, who used to be the king of tigers and wolves, has been able to return Hua Xiong and other talented generals, not to mention Lv Fengqi, who has now mastered the skill of Xiaoxiong. Lv Feng is cold on the outside and cold on the inside, but he is contradictory and born with a strong appeal. He doesn't need to say too much. Often one look and one action can make people fall in love.

Lv Feng's skills were spread all over the world, but it benefited Da Kuang tigers and wolves, including An Bochen, for life, and also continued the history of Taoist skills after the destruction of Da Kuang.

From this point of view, Lizhu's worry seems to be reasonable.

If such a figure standing in the forefront of the history of Da Kuang and even the eastern world appears in the vision of the disciples of the Yuanjing Sect, Fang Tian's halberd will wave, and I don't know how many disciples of the Yuanjing Sect will turn against each other.

Above and down the Yuanjing Sect, perhaps only An Bochen has never worried.

It's not that An Bochen regards himself as higher than Lv Fengqi, nor is it that An Bochen is full of confidence in Li Xiaoguan, but because An Bochen doesn't care about it at all.

Whether it is An Bochen or Lv Fengqi, they are all immortal talents who came out of the eastern boundary. They have the ambition to restore the eastern world, and this is just a small ambition. Lv Feng's great ambition was to achieve the great cause of heaven and earth and last forever. He thought that An Bochen was the same as him, but he miscalculated An Bochen's ambition.

As for An Bochen's ambition, in addition to Sima Jin, he is close to Li Xiaoguan and Wuhua, and he doesn't know.

There is no confidant in the whole world.

Shaking his head, An Bochen patted Li Xiaoguan on the shoulder with relief, glanced at the expectant disciples of the Yuanjing Sect, and said with a smile, "Although I am not from the Yuanjing Sect, I am the senior brother of your head. I don't know when I will see you today. I have an intention to pass it on to you.

When the words fell, the eyes of the disciples of Yuanjing Sect burst into complex brilliance, disappointment and excitement.

The court, which had been a little noisy before, also became quiet.

It was not only the palace, the Liusha country, and even the whole western Liuhai, but also became silent and quiet. The previous extremely murderous war intention quietly retreated when An Bochen's words fell.

"Are you imitating me?"

Overseas, on the tall water mountain in the chaotic black sea, the handsome man with black horse black armor muttered. In his eyes that had not shown emotion for a long time, sarcasm, ridicule and funny expressions flashed one after another.

Lv Feng has spread skills to the world twice, becoming a unique pioneer in the history of Da Kuang Dao Technology.

To be fair, with Lv Fengqi's two passing skills in front, even if An Bochen's Taoist skills are outstanding, no matter how good the gun is, he can't cross the monument-like mountain of Lv Fengqi.

"Pick up my teeth. I didn't expect that you would do such a boring thing.

Lv Feng lowered his eyes and was not interested. At this time, a strong and pure breath of the road poured away from the direction of the Liusha Kingdom, sinking into the underworld and scattered for nine days.

......

"The way I preach today is called martial arts. Although this way is the way of the future, I have the ambition to engrave it into Zhou Tianxuan. From now on, anyone who is predestined to heaven and underground can learn it..."

An Bochen raised his eyebrows and shouted. In the endless respectful eyes of the disciples of Yuanjing Sect, he flew high into the sky, with a gun as a pen, Tianhe as ink, and opened his mouth to pick up the pen with beads, all of which were mysterious.

In the palace, Yan Xiaodao closed his eyes with his knees crossed, laughing and mourning, and saying words in his mouth, if there is something.

On the border of the Liusha country, Dian Kuixiong is located on a mountain peak, staring at the sky, staring straight at the sky, and there is something faintly in his hand.

On the chaotic black sea, Li Zilong opened his eyes full of sadness all day long, with a gun on his chest, and Yin Xin and Hua Fei danced. The remaining 108 generals also showed their own strange states, keeping their hearts, and pursuing the mystery recorded by An Bochen in the world.

......

"Crazy, you are crazy!"

On the high-water mountain, the sarcasm in Lv Fengqi's eyes disappeared, replaced by shock and anger.

He has spread skills to the world twice. In the final analysis, it is only because it is in his best interest and because he has no choice. Today, An Bochen preached between heaven and earth, which was not only passed on to the disciples of Yuanjing Sect, but also to the 108 generals under Lv Fengqi's command, and even wrote it as one of the Xuan's mysteries of Zhou Tian, the real skill to spread all over the world.

From then on, Wuzhi Xuan'ao will also become one of the mysteries of heaven and earth together with Lei Dao Xuanao, Huo Dao Xuanao and so on. When there are more people practice, in time, anyone who becomes immortals can draw power from it.

"Wu... Martial arts?" Lv Feng clenched his lower lip, raised his arrogant head, looked at An Bochen flying in the long space of the sun and the moon, and suddenly cursed, "Idiot, what on earth do you want to do!"