Chapter 667 Winged Girl

Although the current Jiuchenjun has not become that kind of existence, his temperament and Taoism have obviously changed. If he hadn't lived in the world for a long time, An Bochen could be sure that Jiuchenjun would have become an existence that he could not even recognize himself.

"Yu Xin..."

Two words popped up from Lv Fengqi's mouth. An Bochen had nothing, but the tens of millions of Jiu Chenjun showed a surprised expression. Obviously, he didn't expect Lv Fengqi to see this.

It seems that in recent years, Lv Fengqi has not focused on the creation of skills and the affairs of the Eastern God Church. He has never given up pursuing Yuxin. Thirty years later, the three of them will get together again and make progress. It's time to confirm each other.

An Bochen said in his heart that he looked at a picture of Jiu Chenjun and said with a smile, "Nedless to say, it is obviously Jiujun among us who knows the mystery of Yuxin the most. Let's start with you."

Thousands of Jiu Chenjun did not be humble, nodded slightly, and were about to speak.

At this moment, the three people's faces tightened at the same time and looked back together.

"I hate it, I can also find it!"

The girl's voice sounded and seemed a little erratic.

An Bochen and Lv Fengqi's eyes were fixed somewhere not far from him, saying that it was not far, but in fact it was very close, only in front of the tip of their noses. An Bochen and Lv Fengqi only cared about the voice of curiosity, and did not find the embarrassment flashed on the faces of tens of thousands of Jiu Chenjun.

"I don't know who the Holy Spirit is. Can you come out and see me?"

An Bochen asked, his tone was calm, but under his calm tone, there was a strong murder. At the critical moment, he would take action at any time.

"You two are really the same as Xiao Jiuzi. You are so cautious that you are a little timid. A word can scare you to death."

The girl's voice sounded again. This time, it was not erratic, but it seemed to come from all directions, which was even more elusive.

An Bochen and Lv Feng made eye contact, and then looked at Jiu Chenjun at the same time. Previously, they focused all their attention on the invisible female voice, but they ignored the other party's intention to kill. You should know that with their current cultivation, they have been able to collect the killing opportunity freely and indulge in their wishes. At that time, even the strongest person in the mysterious fairyland may not be able to find it.

Who is this girl who can only feel but can't see?

An Bochen inquired and looked at Jiu Chenjun, and saw that tens of thousands of pieces of Jiu Chenjun had gathered into one piece. His face was ugly, and he was green and white, as if he had been caught by his tail.

"Xiao Jiuzi, what's going on?"

An Bochen asked with a sneer.

When the voice fell, there was a red tide on Jiuchenjun's forehead, but it was a mixed expression of anger and humiliation.

"Cluck..."

The girl seemed to be very happy to hear An Bochen's words and smiled very happily.

An Bochen's eyes flashed a sharp light. The light was like a dragon, but it was the power of a giant like a real dragon nine-headed dragon. Instead, the Liman chemical gun flew out, silver and white as a blade, thrusting straight into the tip of his nose. The murder was like a flood, and his brain rolled out, but Lv Feng, who took a step later, was frightened and beat, and alert appeared in his eyes.

An Bochen doesn't take action easily, and it's not easy to expose the murder, but he will do his best to kill people as soon as he does it. What's more, this is his party with Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun. The conspiracy is big enough to make this era crazy, and it can't be known by the fourth.

"No!"

Jiu Chenjun looked at the rare eagerness on the face of An Bochen, who became smaller but seemed to be sharp, and shouted crazily.

An Bochen was surprised, but he did not take back the silver gun in his hand.

Although An Bochen has been studying the four elephants and magic guns over the years, he has gathered and practiced many shooting skills. For example, the current gun is called Must Kill One Shot, which is one of An Bochen's most proudest shooting skills in the past 30 years. It is better than gathering all his strength and firing a gun. The gun comes out without looking back, but he has gathered all the murderous intention in one point and has a very strong The power of great impact and raid is used to kill the enemy with one blow, and it will not be broken or returned.

"Ah!"

With one in ten thousandth of that moment, the void was torn into small pieces that could not reach tens of millions of nails, and there was a frightening scream somewhere in the void under the gun. Obviously, the girl who hid in the east did not expect that An Bochen's gun had such power.

"No!"

Jiu Chenjun had completely reacted at this time. He screamed again. The picture scroll carrying his soul mapped into pieces, and a human figure flew out of it. Behind him was a corridor, as if it had come from a long distance, gradually getting bigger, and he had not seen Jiu Chenjun for a long time.

As soon as Jiu Chenjun took action, he was stopped by Lv Feng with a hum.

Jiuchen Junsheng was in wisdom and soul magic. The physical strength was far less than that of Lv Fengqi and An Bochen, and was slapped out by Lv Fengqi.

Rolling down more than ten feet in the valley, Jiu Chenjun got up desperately. He ignored Lv Feng and looked at An Bochen, with chagrin and regret in his eyes.

From the appearance of Jiu Chenjun's real body to the moment he was hit by Lv Feng, it was almost one percent of the moment. At this moment, time stagnated at the tip of An Bochen's gun, and a light like an emerald green petal came out of thin air, blocking the point where the silver gun and the silver gun stabbed, but it couldn't help shaking.

An Bochen said softly in his heart that the light exudes a strong meaning of time, but it uses the power of time to block his shot, but the power of time is too balanced. In other words, it is rigid. It is not like being displayed with his own hands, but more like using Taoist symbols and magic weapons.

"No, she is from there!" At the same time, Jiu Chenjun's voice sounded for the third time, with strong fear.

Hearing this, An Bochen was more sure of his previous guess.

However, once the gun was fired, there was no room for maneuver. An Bochen's wrist shook, and the intention of the gun remained unchanged, but there was a subtle change in the momentum of the gun. The spiral force drove the tip of the gun to tear the light of the green petals with a "thorn".

In the void under the glory, there is a young woman who can't see the color of her clothes, whether she is beautiful or ugly, but she exudes fragrance. The woman has wings in her back, and her wings are connected with her shoulder blades, which are actually the wings she was born with.

"It's you!"

An Bochen was slightly surprised that the young girl was none other than the girl. When the three agreed to get together in the next 30 years 60 years ago, she hid in the dark to eavesdrop on the conversation of the three people, and finally chased after Jiu Chenjun. An Bochen had been worried about it for a long time, but after a long time, 30 or 60 years passed in the blink of an eye. After the three experienced the party of Tianhe, An Bochen did not find anything unusual, so he also left the matter behind.

"It's me!"

The girl gritted her teeth and stood under An Bochen's gun. Perhaps because her gunpower and murderous spirit were too strong, her hazy veil was instantly destroyed, revealing her original face.

Although she has strange wings, her wings are transparent and look light and dusty. And her face has a kind of agility and pure beauty that makes it difficult to produce blasphemous ideas, like a genius treasure, a peerless treasure born from the blessings of heaven and earth.

Seeing the trace of pity that could not be hidden under the girl's stubborn, angry and flustered look, although An Bochen was still as calm as water, his gunman and killing intention were weakened by half, which made him secretly surprised.

This shot was really fired and could not be received, and the four people present had deeply felt it.

An Bochen's face was indifferent, and the feather-winged girl was about to cry. Lv Fengqi stared deeply, and Jiu Chenjun wanted to cry without tears.

Just as An Bochen was about to tear the girl's throat with a shot, the void above the girl's head suddenly cracked a gap. From the void, there was a hand. The hand was huge and rough, with a dark and dark color. Around the big hand, there was an endless storm thunder cloud at a glance.

The grand and tragic breath came from the void along the strange hand and flooded the small valley in an instant. Lv Feng's face was stiff and his lips were blue. Jiu Chenjun could not move all over, his legs trembled slightly, and An Bochen, who was the first to take the brunt, could not stop shaking every inch of skin and muscles all over his body, like a strong wind. Birds in the rainstorm.

Just the breath makes An Bochen, Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun, three "talented with more than ordinary real fairyland energy", like facing a big enemy and almost difficult to resist. The fear of the people who emit this breath can no longer be described.

"Humph!"

The muffled hum came from the thunderstorm, but it was like the most primitive, pure and horrible thunder at the beginning of Hongmeng, which made every creature tremble and struggle under the thunder. At this time, An Bochen, Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun.

An Bochen is still good, and he is still insisting on clenching the silver gun. Lv Feng's eyes are full of blood, looking up to the sky and roaring. Jiu Chenjun is the most unbearable, swaying, like grass leaves in the wind, and there is no resistance.

After the muffled hum sounded, then, the huge hand pressed down through the void, but it seemed to be scrupulously about something. It only stretched out one finger and pointed at the silver gun.

"Dad..."

The girl made a crisp shout, which was a little like being coquettish, more like asking for forgiveness for her sins.

An Bochen didn't have time to pay attention to the girl. He could clearly capture the trajectory of his fingers and hit it with his own gun. But he knew in his heart that even if he hit it, he only hit the stone with a pebble. It was not how much strength there was in the finger, nor how grand the man's momentum was, but the mystery contained in the finger.

That's Xuanao without a name... Perhaps there is only the smell of death that An Bochen can smell from it. In an instant, An Bochen faintly saw the mountains and rivers of ten thousand years ago, and the sky and the earth were bleeding, and the man who stretched out this finger held a huge axe, killing the corpses all over the field, and the world collapsed.

"Drink!"

An Bochen's eyes burst into a terrible light, and the blood that had disappeared for a long time burst out of his chest cavity. His wrists trembled, twisted his crotch and shoulders, and shouted innocently.

But the next moment, before the gun had risen to the highest point, An Bochen was crossed by that point of the gun and flew thousands of miles.