Chapter 629 Divine Journey

"I should have thought of it."

At the top of the palace, in an exquisite pavilion, Simajin looked at the magnificent black sea in the distance, and the figure dancing in the dragon soul wind murmured.

Three days ago, that is, the night when An Bochen just entered, the strongest man entered the underworld, and hundreds of dragon souls could not stop him. Just as the man was about to reach Guiyi Island, the female leader, who had been in a bad mood, threw a jade cup, drew a green dragon out of thin air, and led the remaining dragon soul to intercept the man.

Sima Jin should have thought of a lot, such as another identity of the female leader, and for example, Jiu Chenjun and Lv Fengqi will take the opportunity to take action.

He and Xiao Anzi became the palm of the head of the Nether Sect, the legendary talent of the mixed world, and Jiu Chenjun and Lv Fengqi defected to the other two forces. With this identity, they can also gain the trust of the giants and thus take power. Unlike Xiao Anzi, those two are extremely ambitious heroes. If they are unwilling to make a difference in the current situation, they will definitely try to make a difference. The premise of making a difference is to keep their identity. The premise of keeping their own identity is to keep the truth - the world is about to collapse, and any mixed talents are just ridiculous crimes committed by their predecessors. Error.

Only by killing other people who know the truth can the truth become a secret.

No matter how many other reasons there are for Jiu Chenjun and Lv Fengqi, if they want to kill themselves and An Bochen, the real reason will only be this.

Sima Jin is sure in his heart.

The sky is the blue sky and the sea is the black sea.

Qingming's sky flashed with lightning and thunder, like a group of swords dancing wildly in the dark clouds. Simajin looked at it and felt slightly uneasy.

When she is with An Bochen, she will always be so comfortable that she loses any vigilance and unconsciously becomes a person who is no longer used to conspiracy and tricks. For example, at present, in the face of the raid of the two major forces, she can only sit back and wait for death.

"Please come, Master."

Withdrawing her eyes, Simajin turned around and said to the two female believers waiting at the gate of the cabinet.

"The master is resisting the great enemy." One of the female believers said coldly. Her eyes at Simajin were a little strange, as if she were looking at a liar who was about to be exposed.

Simajin knows why female believers look at her like this.

Just three days ago, after chatting with her, the master summoned some senior congregations on Guiyi Island and announced her identity as a talented person with An Bochen. Those who get the talent of the world get the world, this is the most exciting declaration for the believers, but just a moment later, the Underworld was attacked by the strong enemy to break through the peripheral arrangement. The female leader's sentence "Those who get the talent of the world" seems to become a joke, making the expression of the believers change.

"I have something very important to tell the master. You can either go through the transmission or let me go. I don't want to take action.

Sima Jin's voice seemed to be made of ice, and her eyes became cold. The breath of the true fairyland pressed on the two female believers. The two female believers shook their bodies and looked at Sima Jin in surprise. It seemed that they did not expect that Sima Jin, who looked delicate, was also a strong man who could not reveal. You know, because of Simajin's natural bottomless hole, her breath is different from that of ordinary people. As long as she is not exposed, even Xuanxian can't see her cultivation.

"What's the matter with me?"

The two female believers were hesitating, a whirlwind turned in from the window lattice, and the female leader of the Netherworld came out of the wind.

"The appearance of your strong enemy is not accidental, but related to the same heaven and Buddhism. If I speculate well... My speculation will not be wrong. These two forces are ambushed in the North Sea at this time. Just wait for that man to break in, they will take advantage of the fire to rob.

Simajin pinched his fingers and said.

"How do you know?" The female priest asked in disbelief.

"Well, has the master forgotten who I am?" Simajin asked rhetorical.

"The talent of the mixed world... Why is it like this?" If the female teacher was hammered, she took two steps back, and her eyes showed a moment of stagnation.

Sure enough, the master knows the "great enemy" and has a lot of relationship. If you guess correctly, it should be... Simajin immediately judged the general idea through the reaction of a group of believers three days ago and the appearance of the female leader.

"Master, if I deduce it well. It's not that the man and the two forces are in harmony, but the two forces are secretly contributing to the flames, and the man doesn't know. Sima Jin pinched her fingers and continued to play her "great god" and said.

Hearing this, the female teacher's eyes suddenly showed a hopeful glow and suddenly came forward to hold Simajin's hand: "Is it really like this?"

"Of course." Simajin continued to pinch her fingers, shook her head for a long time, and opened her eyes and said, "There must be some misunderstanding between the master and him. He didn't care about the intrusion. It's better for the master to explain it to him.

Explanation? Hahaha, he doesn't believe me. Why should I explain? After hearing this, the female teacher relapsed her anger and laughed back.

How can this woman be the leader!

Simajin couldn't see women in the world making all kinds of crazy behaviors for men. She was unhappy and said with a sinking face, "But... Lord, are you angry with that person with 100,000 congregations and ten thousand years of foundation under the Underworld? Isn't it just a man? There are still men in the world who let the master be the youngest daughter?

Simajin was aggressive and sharp. The female teacher's arm trembled, and her cheeks behind the mask were dizzy: "How do you know that he is... Yes, how can you not know if you are proficient in magic tricks?

Simajin is angry and funny. As long as she is a well-sighted person, she can see one or two of the female leader's reaction. It turns out that it is also easy to put it on women. I don't know what kind of person is the man who makes the leader of the Nether Religion so infatuated.

"Master, please explain it to that man quickly!" Simajin shouted.

"Good... No, he is Wang Ziyue, the first god general of Tianque. Once he falls into a state of madness, if there is no one stronger than him, no one can stop. The female leader looked worriedly at the violent dragon and cloud in the distance and said.

"Wang Ziyue, he is Wang Ziyue!" Simajin was shocked. Wang Ziyue was a person who was not even familiar with her.

There are many ancient history books in the Third Princess's Mansion. There are many ancient times, but there are few in ancient times. Because after ancient times, it is the collapse of heaven and earth, and it is difficult to preserve history books. In the few ancient history books, only a few people can be compared with the ancient great saints, one of whom is Wang Ziyue.

The reason why Wang Ziyue is famous is not only because of his magical power, but also his identity as the first god general in Tianque, but also his background - it is said that he is a descendant of a mixed spirit monkey in ancient times, with half of the blood of the blood of the spirit monkey, which also makes him have a cutting tail.

People and ape... This female leader is really...

Sima Jin looked up and down at the female master with complicated eyes. The female master dodged Sima Jin's eyes. Her eyes outside the mask revealed her eagerness at this time.

"In the Underworld, there is no one who can control him?" Simajin asked.

"Yes, of course." The female leader showed a trace of pride: "There is no problem for several elders to join hands to subdue Wang Ziyue. It's just that the elders are not in Beizhou. There are only beautiful seniors on Guiyi Island now, but they are either not the opponents of Wang Ziyue, or they are closed to death and can't take action.

"Say it is equivalent to saying it for nothing." Simajin curled her lips.

"The master is not good. That man is about to break in." However, He Jiu led several believers to fly in and reported to the female leader.

What should I do? Sister Sima, what do you have in mind? At the critical moment, the female leader can only pin her hopes on Simajin.

If she meets someone else, how can she be so messy? But what she is about to face is not someone else, but the man who acts as her love six times in a row, the Wang Ziyue, who makes her unforgettable in this life.

If she hadn't had the bloodline of the ancient underworld, she would not have been the master of a religion, not to mention the top three underworld religion in heaven and earth.

Looking at the female leader, Simajin said secretly in his heart.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Simajin innocently spread out his hands and said, "My master sister, sister, I am not omnipotent. My sister is only responsible for pushing. If she fights, she will be my sister's husband. Now, there is only hope for him.

With that, Simajin turned his head and looked at An Bochen, who was sitting on the top of the steeple.

"He?" The female teacher shook her head with a wry smile: "Although he is good in the real fairyland, Wang Ziyue is a mysterious immortal, and he is still the top five among the mysterious immortals. Six hundred years ago, a supreme strong man praised him as the top ten people who have been killed in ancient and modern times."

"If he can't subdue Wang Ziyue, my sister doesn't know what to do." Simajin smiled and sat back in front of the window and looked at An Bochen with her chin.

An Bochen can always calm down Simajin unconsciously when practicing.

Simajin also knows that it is very difficult to let An Bochen of the real fairyland subdue the famous Xuanxian in history - it is almost impossible. But Simajin knew that according to the usual practice, An Bochen often surprises her at such times, and she was used to it and began to get used to it.

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Sunday... The missing one... An Bochen is still enlightened.

The wind and clouds in the outside world are surging, and the fierce battles on the sea in the distance can't disturb his mind, because his soul has traveled far away, up to Kunlun in the sky, and down to the yellow spring of the ruins. In less than three days, An Bochen did not know how many ancient scenic spots and caves he had visited. Every time he met a practitioner, An Bochen would always turn into a breeze and pass by. When they passed by, all kinds of favors and losses in their lives would be imprinted into An Bochen's heart, so that An Bochen would add a trace of understanding.

With An Bochen's age of more than 200 years of practice, to be honest, not to mention in the history of heaven and earth, even if it is put in the world, it is extremely shallow. How can you gain so much experience unless you learn from other people's memory experience? Fortunately, An Bochen seems to be a little extraordinary by nature. For example, dreaming of the future has only happened to him twice, but after stepping on the practice, he gradually creates his own dream. While dreaming about others, he is also constantly improving An Bochen's own experience and mood.