Chapter 645 Sunday Representative

"Useless An Bochen!"

Jiu Chenjun sneered softly. After listening to the last sentence of Wang Zishan, he knew that the other party had already found them, and that the other party had made up his mind to catch up their so-called talents from the moment he found them. The reason why Wang Zishan asked them whether to stay or not was to let them take it lightly and relax their vigilance, so that it would be easier to kill.

Jiu Chenjun's dewd, Lv Fengqi's martial arts, coupled with An Bochen's Zhoutian's changes and the power of Xuanxian, together is definitely a combination that makes the strongest a headache. However, because An Bochen was killed by Jiuchenjun, he lacked the most important link, and the result was the whole army was destroyed.

"Xuanxian..."

Lv Fengqi exhaled gently and whispered.

The next moment, a fighting spirit rose from his head and flew straight to the sky. For a moment, it scattered thousands of flowing clouds and hidden the heavenly court. Only this fighting spirit soared to the sky, which shows that Lv Fengqi's strength has been qualitatively improved before ancient times, which is comparable to An Bochen's previous blow in the western sea.

"There's nothing you can do with you brainless idiots."

Seeing that Lv Fengqi was the same as An Bochen, he took the lead in power and had the intention of fighting to Prince Mountain. Jiu Chenjun scolded, and his body swayed in mid-air like a swimming fish, and gradually turned into a virtual shadow. It seemed that he was forced to fight Prince Mountain with Lv Fengqi.

"Lv Fengqi, even An Bochen lost to that man. What do you think you have a chance of winning?"

Jiu Chenjun, who turned into a virtual shadow, suddenly asked.

"The exciting method, this set doesn't work." Lv Feng said without changing his face.

Jiu Chenjun's words were to anger Lv Fengqi and lure Lv Fengqi to fight to the death of Prince Mountain, so as to win the time and opportunity to escape. However, Lv Fengqi, who has been friends with An Bochen and Jiu Chenjun for a long time, is no longer what he used to be. At a glance, he saw through Jiu Chenjun's tricks and was not fooled. Lv Fengqi didn't really want to fight to the death. He knew that the only chance to survive at present was to pull Jiu Chenjun together. An Bochen was dead. If Jiu Chenjun ran away halfway, he would only have one way to die.

Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun are so quious that they don't like each other. Even when it comes to the moment of life and death, they can't help intrigue. Wang Zishan was suspended not far away, carrying his hands on his back and staring at the two with a smile, with an extremely relaxed look.

Almost at the same time, the three fighting spirit rose from the top of the three people's heads, but they did not fight directly.

Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun saw with their own eyes how An Bochen was defeated, so they naturally did not dare to enter. As for Wangzishan, he has always been aggressive, and there is no reason to do it first.

Just as the three people confronted each other, a strange voice came from the height of Tianyu, with a "ding-dong", like a jade pendant, and it seemed that a magical seed was about to sprout. The extremely wonderful feeling echoes in the hearts of the three people, which is difficult to describe, but makes the three people have a kind of understanding at the same time--

- An Bochen is still alive!

"This is impossible..."

Wang Zishan's heart was shocked. He suddenly looked up and looked at the southeast corner of Tianye.

With a "boom", a purple thunder cut through the sky. When the lightning flashed and thundered, the wind was strong, and in an instant, there was heavy rain pouring down from the thunder clouds. The wind, thunder and rain rotated freely in the sky, and the wonderful sound came from it, and at the same time, there was a breath of vitality like a new life.

"Humph!"

Wang Zishan flashed the evil spirit between his eyebrows and suddenly flew to the sky. When he raised his arms, he held up a big fan in his hand and suddenly fanned to the place where the wind, thunder and rain meet.

"Want to come back from the dead? First of all, ask me if I don't agree!"

Wang Zishan shouted angrily. Seeing that the wind, thunder and rain were torn apart, he laughed wildly.

Seeing this, Jiu Chenjun and Lv Feng couldn't help sighing in their hearts. It was a pity.

The laughter of Wang Zishan did not last long, and it stopped abruptly in a thunderstorm.

It was 39,700 miles away. The wind, thunder and rain blown away by Wangzi Mountain happened to fall on a tree. When the thunder met the wood, it burned, and a fire rose in an instant.

Fengshui, fire and thunder are intertwined, gradually forming a colorful ball with light and shadow flowing.

Wang Zishan, Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun can all see thousands of miles at a glance. At this time, the three of them were staring at the round ball with their mouths open. They didn't wait for too long. A fine slit appeared on the surface of the ball like an egg. The slit extended and spread. The ball was suddenly broken, and the feng shui fire thunder flowed out of the ball, dancing in mid-air, and gradually gathered into a human shape.

"How come..." Wang Zishan's body was shocked. He took a step back and stared at the unstable human figure in horror, but he couldn't help thinking of a legend in ancient times.

"How can you be arrogant under the eyelids of this seat!" Wang Zishan quickly calmed down the unstable mood. He stretched out his hand, and the wind and clouds spread back. Everything 39,700 miles away was pulled to the palm of his hand by a suction.

"Cock!"

Wang Zishan's five fingers were hard, and his palms were rubbed fiercely, holding the ashes of hatred, and kneading the human figure into pieces.

Before Wang Zishan was happy, another round ball gathered by feng shui fire and thunder was formed in the southwest grassland 62,000 miles away. Wang Zishan gritted his teeth and reached out again to destroy the four-color round ball on the grassland. But in the blink of an eye, the third big ball was born from somewhere in the world, followed by the fourth, the fifth... .... The wind, thunder and rain that were blown out by Wang Zishan were too widely distributed. As soon as it landed, the thunder made a fire, forming four potentials of feng shui fire and thunder, which was born into a ball of light and shadow. Wang Zishan suffered by himself. Even if he was the strongest Xuanxian, he could not destroy the tens of millions of balls distributed in different places in the world at the same time, unless he destroyed the world first.

When each ball is broken, there are feng shui, fire and thunder, gathering in human shape - blue clothes, long hair, light eyebrows, very like An Bochen. Thousands of human figures rose from all over the world and gathered in the hateful and helpless eyes of Prince Mountain and synthesized into one.

"An Bochen?"

Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun spoke almost at the same time.

The man is obviously An Bochen, but his temperament is so strange. It's not strange. It seems that he should not live in this world.

"So it is."

After getting a new life, An Bochen's hands drooped peacefully in front of him, looking like there was no threat, and his eyes flashed with infinite wisdom, and he said so.

"Wang Zishan, do you understand?" Looking at Wang Zishan from afar, An Bochen asked through thousands of miles of sky.

The blue face of Wang Zishan became extremely gloomy, and his eyes were full of murder, but because he was afraid of An Bochen's strange rebirth method, he neither spoke nor acted.

"It seems that you don't understand yet." An Bochen smiled, and his long hair naturally flew behind his head. The full heavenly court made people clearly feel his infinite wisdom: "So, you can try my shot!"

When the voice fell, the buzzing sounded from all directions. There were only four colors left in the whole world, fiery red, thunder purple, wind white and water blue.

An Bochen smiled at the corners of his mouth and casually drew a picture in the half empty space. The four colors gathered into a long gun, as long as the sky and earth, covering the vision of Wang Zishan, Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun.

"This shot..." Wang Zishan's body trembled wildly and kept retreating, ignoring the fear in his eyes.

The light of heaven and earth has been completely taken away by the shot of An Bochen. The blue face of Wang Zishan is like leaving the moon of the sun, and there is no longer a trace of brilliance, let alone absorbing, imitating and amplifying the shot of An Bochen.

"Wang Zishan, can you catch this shot?"

An Bochen asked with a smile.

Wang Zishan gritted his teeth and stared at the gun. When the gun was only a thousand steps away from him, Wang Zishan finally couldn't stand the fear, screamed and fled instantly.

As soon as Wang Zishan disappeared, the four-color gun across the sky also disappeared. An Bochen seemed to have exhausted all his strength, his body leaned forward slightly, gasped thickly, and the previous appearance of a tall man no longer existed.

Everything was calm, the waves of the underworld were turbulent, and the generals disguised as believers on Guiyi Island also left with Prince Mountain.

"Is this shot fake?" Jiu Chenjun asked.

"It's true." Lv Fengqi replied on the other side, "But there is only half a shot... Maybe it's not even half a shot."

"That is to say, he scared the mysterious fairy away with just one shot that hasn't been created yet? How did he come back to life?" Jiu Chenjun seemed to be a little unwilling: "It was Xuanxian who killed him before. What kind of divine channel method did he cultivate? Even Xuanxian couldn't kill him?"

"Then you have to ask him." When Lv Fengqi spoke, his fingers kept tightening the halberd.

At this moment, both Jiu Chenjun and Lv Fengqi had the impulse to kill An Bochen here while An Bochen was weak.

But once they couldn't see through the power of An Bochen's shot, and they were also afraid of not being able to understand An Bochen's death and life. Secondly, the current situation is very unfavorable for them. If An Bochen dies, it is equivalent to missing an indispensable help. Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun are not big because of small.

"If you don't take action, you won't have a chance."

On the underworld sea, An Bochen, who had recovered a little blood, looked at Lv Fengqi, looked at Jiu Chenjun again, and said with a smile.

Although his current temperament is not as high as when he went to Wangzi Mountain just now, it is also very different from him in the past. His tone is indifferent when he speaks, but he has a convincing temperament.

Seeing that Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun did not squeak, An Bochen smiled and drew an arc with his left hand: "In this case, let's talk elsewhere. Wang Zishan is not a fool. His IQ exceeds that of most people in this era. He must have reacted in a short time.

When the voice fell, an aperture shook out from An Bochen's left hand. He raised his foot and stepped into the aperture. It felt as if he had lifted himself up, which was ridiculous and divine.

After entering the aperture, An Bochen disappeared.

Jiu Chenjun and Lv Fengqi looked at each other, and also turned into a streamer and disappeared.

Not long after the three left, a shadow flashed on the sea wave. The green-faced Prince Mountain came back with a gasp. He looked at the empty Nether Sea and Guiyi Island, angry and angry.