Chapter 367 Forbearance and Intolerant

In the backyard of the Xiao family, An Bochen hid aside and stared at the Mustang King.

The Mustang King, who was grinding, suddenly stopped, raised his head, snorted, and looked at An Bochen confusedly.

It can't see An Bochen, but it can feel something. In the mortal species, the Mustang King is also spiritually superior, and he has been "tortured" by Mr. Yi in the Xijiang River for several days. In terms of spirituality, he does not lose to the Tianma of Wuzhen Haidu. At the same time, it carried the deep friendship formed by An Bochen in the corpse mountain of the sea of blood. At this moment, An Bochen was on the side. It was faintly aware of something, and a trace of brilliance reappeared in the empty horse's eyes.

I can't stand it.

At the Mustang King, An Bochen couldn't help but think of what Qin Niang said to Lv Fengqi in Longshan.

...... Throughout the history of heaven and earth, which hero didn't throw his dignity on the ground and let countless people trample on it fiercely before achieving a hegemony? If you give up, you will get it. If you have ninja, you will get success...

Do you have ninja?

Looking deeply at the Mustang King again, An Bochen smiled indifferently and turned around.

It seemed to notice that the hope was gradually moving away from it. The Mustang King hurriedly patted his front hoof, and tears flashed in the horse's eyes. More than two years of grievances broke out tonight. It desperately raised its neck and hissed.

It took a long time for it to stop hissing. The courtyard was silent, and the familiar breath completely disappeared. The Mustang King hung his head desperately and looked blankly at the mud under his feet.

The night is light and the wind is quiet, and the moonlight is slightly cool.

Thick clouds floated across the crescent moon in the high sky. In an instant, they were blown away by a strong wind from nowhere. The strong wind drove down and swept to the city at the foot of Dongyue Mountain.

The Mustang King was disheartened and was about to continue to grind. Suddenly, he only felt that his body and the whole mill were held up by a strong wind. After the initial panic, the Mustang King looked at the ground that was getting farther and farther away, and there was a strong joy in the horse's eyes.

It's not just the Mustang King. Those strange beasts in the Xiao family's stables were also wrapped up by the sudden wind. This strange wind not only exists in the city where the Xiao family is located, but also in several nearby cities with fairy families. There is also a strange wind, sweeping the fairy family and taking away a large number of strange beasts in an instant.

Thirty-six hits on Sunday - call for wind and rain.

An Bochen floated in mid-air, looking at the strange wind in several cities under him, and a sneer floated at the corners of his mouth.

In the face of the fairy who bullied others too much, he couldn't continue to endure it.

He has never had the heart of being a hero, nor has he achieved hegemony. His dignity has been trampled on once by the fairy, but because at that time, he first came to Wuzhenhai to practice, and his cultivation was only a divine master. How can he save his life if he is not compromised? Now he has broken through to a number of naive people, and he is the strength of the peak of heaven. There is no lack of magical means. He looks at the empty rear of Dongyue. He has more than enough to protect himself. How can he continue to endure humiliation and bear the burden?

The most critical point is that everyone thinks that he is just a god. He killed Li Xing and others and cast spells to take away several city mounts. Even if it is a little too much, no one will suspect him. Tonight, he not only took away the Mustang King from the Xiao family, but also hijacked other immortals, but also dispersed the suspicion.

Looking at the chaotic city under him, a haze rose in An Bochen's eyes and nodded slightly.

"Bold thief!"

At this moment, there was a "buzzing" in An Bochen's ear.

I saw a figure emerging from the oblique side, but he was a good-looking old man with an eagle hook nose. He had already sacrificed the magic power of the eyes. At this time, he stared straightly.

An Bochen's heart is not good, and his cultivation is obviously above him, at least two naive people. After a little thought, An Bochen did not teleport, but flew in the direction of Zhendong River.

Most of the people above the double naive human realm have been sent to the front-line battlefield, especially now that the war situation is urgent. Once Dongyue is broken, none of the immortals can slip away, so the people left behind are almost all the innocent people and the immortals who have not yet reached the sky. This is also Lv Fengqi can control only with the cultivation of a naive human realm. One of the reasons for the handsome flag. There are also the above reasons why An Bochen dares to let go and cast a spell without fear.

An Bochen flew in front of him, and the old man with an eagle hook nose chased after him, and the movement came out. More than a dozen figures flew out of the city under the mountain, shouting and chasing.

As far as the rest of the light is, An Bochen's hand-pinching method.

Thirty-six hits on Sunday - flying sand and walking stone.

In an instant, the black sandstone wrapped in more than 200,000 catties of great force swept over the eagle hook-nosed old man and flew to the fairies behind him.

Some of those fairies are naive people, and some only have the cultivation of divine masters. In the face of thousands of black sands wrapped with great power, they can only be blocked by the Taoist method. When their body stagnation, An Bochen's figure disappeared in the night.

"Who are you?"

Flying over a mountain full of copper money trees, An Bochen shouted loudly.

The old man only cared about chasing and didn't say anything.

Of course, he will not answer An Bochen. He must know that the crime of evading military service is no less than An Bochen stealing horses. Since he dares to chase him out, he obviously has something to do with the stolen fairy families. Although he is not a fairy, he is also a figure like a minister. Once his identity is exposed, the fairy family behind him will also be implicated.

In other words, if An Bochen can kill this person unconsciously, the fairy behind him will not dare to say anything, and can only suffer a dumb loss and accept his fate.

An Bochen did not choose teleportation, but flew the wind and hung the old man behind him, but he had already made up his mind to kill him.

The old man can see his appearance clearly. Whether An Bochen is recognized or not, it is a hidden danger to keep this person.

Double naive human environment...

Just looking at the old man's flight speed, An Bochen has been able to confirm his cultivation, not only a double sky, but also a first double sky, otherwise his flight speed would not be only a little faster than An Bochen. Whenever he was about to be chased into fifty feet by the old man, An Bochen would always quietly move out a hundred feet, not only giving the old man a trace of hope to catch up, but also hanging him far away.

After half an hour, An Bochen flew to Zhendongjiang and stood in front of a magic array.

Turning his head and looking, An Bochen saw the old man speed up his speed and gritted his teeth and flew towards him.

With a sneer, An Bochen raised his foot and stepped into the magic array. After blinking, An Bochen stood on a yellow lake.

This lake is called the Golden Lake. Every time the light reflects the lake, it emits golden glow and waves rise and fall. From a distance, it looks like an ingot of gold. Although the immortals yearn for the mortal world, they scoff at the golden thing and think that it is very elegant, so they almost never linger in the Golden Lake.

An Bochen chose to ambush the old man here, which can avoid other people's eyes and ears.

In the face of the real person of the double sky, An Bochen can only choose to attack and ambush. The greater the cultivation, the greater the gap. If there is a head-on confrontation, although the old man has just entered the second heaven, it is still easy to kill An Bochen.

Coldly stared at the snake god standing on the shore, An Bochen pinched out the seal,

Six days ago, he had killed three fairies and smashed their bodies. Now he is facing a double naive man who is suspected to be a fairy minister. Another vicious fight is about to begin. He doesn't know whether he will win or lose, and he is less than 50% sure. In just six days, An Bochen took action one after another, and even he himself did not expect it.

At the beginning, he still had a sense of guilt. After all, without the immortals on the five towns and seas, there would be no peace for countless years in the next four worlds. However, after respecting his ancestors and his descendants, after seeing what the Xiao family did to the Mustang King, An Bochen hated it to the extreme and there was no trace of guilt.

The water waves in the Golden Lake rippled gently and sounded, and An Bochen had brewed his murderous intention to the peak.

When he was young, the snake god shook off the long whip in his hand, and the void shook gently. The old man with an eagle hook nose came out of the magic array and saw An Bochen standing in the middle of the lake at a glance.

Thinking about it for a second, the old man was like an eagle falcon and flew to An Bochen.