Chapter 697 A Gun

At the moment when the silver gun was in the air, there was silence both in the square and in the ring.

Almost all monks, regardless of their level, or whether they are real immortals or real people, are convinced by the power of the previous demons. Even if someone suddenly kills out at this time, it is just a show in their eyes. After all, it is difficult to defeat the bad luck of being defeated by the demons.

Until the silver gun pierced the body of a demon and smashed it into the void, there were moving people in the crowd.

In just a moment, with more and more demons who died under the gun, the monks in the square were no longer as insensitive as before, and there was a hot light in their eyes.

"It's a silver gun!"

Someone shouted.

This sound made the crowd in the square boil, and even most of the 16 real immortals standing in the ring looked excited and their eyes were hot.

In the battle of Tianhe, the silver gun is invincible.

Even if you haven't personally experienced the feast that changed the pattern of heaven and earth 30 years ago, who has never heard of it? The mysterious king of the underworld has fought against the generals of the heavenly palace, and has no record of an opponent. Although this Da Daofa meeting is a gathering of the world's heroes and fighting to determine the ranking of the strong in each realm. But Lv Jiaosheng can't come out, and the silver gun can't come. Even if he finally competes, which real immortal dares to claim to be the best in the world.

But I didn't want the legendary silver gun to come after all, or he was always here.

"It's saved."

"The silver gun is invincible!"

......

The sound of the square is surging, and the monks, whether young or old, are cheering and celebrating one after another, as if they have repelled the demons and guarding the glory and dignity of human monks. In the crowd, only two people did not say a word and silently looked at An Bochen, who was fighting against the demons in the sky.

Until this time, Lu Zhoushuang finally knew who was the man who left her distracted along the way. After a short loss, she found that she was not surprised at all. Perhaps in a woman's idea, even the name of silver gun may not be worthy of the man who makes her fall in love. At this point, it has been sad. From then on, it was just a shallow smile to meet each other.

Lu Zhoushuang took a deep breath and looked up at the veil-wearing woman in the ring. There was no jealousy and envy between her eyebrows, as if she was relieved.

Lu Zhoulei also didn't say anything, but he opened his mouth and looked at An Bochen, who killed one demon after another, in disbelief.

"It's him..."

Worship, admiration and envy flashed in his eyes. After a long time, Lu Zhoulei tried to calm down and muttered, "But why didn't he save him... He obviously has the ability... Why?"

"There must be a reason."

Lu Zhoushuang said lightly, "Zhou Lei, do you want to be a man like him?"

"Yes." Lu Zhoulei nodded and replied without hesitation.

"So from now on, don't mention him to others, mention that you know him, and be taken care of by him." Lu Zhou's frost road.

Lu Zhoulei was stunned and then nodded slowly.

Everyone is absorbed and waiting for the final ending. There are also many real immortals flying up to the clouds in the ring and fighting side by side with An Bochen. In the ocean-like crowd, the Lu brothers and sisters are so small that almost no one will deliberately look at them, so no one hears their conversation, except An Bochen.

In the hot blood of teenagers, the most important prescription is self-esteem. Just as Lu Zhoushuang said to Lu Zhoulei, although the sister and brother have a good relationship with the famous silver gun, they have a lot to do with each other, but from now on, the Lu family will never mention today's things, just because of the self-esteem in the bottom of the young people.

Only in the blood of a teenager can he have self-esteem that is not worth a penny in the eyes of the world. In the past, Lv Fengqi had it. After walking out of Longshan, he was thrown into the sea of Penglai. In the past, An Bochen also had it. In order to break free from the cage of fate, he was also like Lv Fengqi, throwing the self-esteem he had in his youth back to the corner of his heart. Dream Yuanjing Village passed by in a trance.

"So that's it. The difference in my gun is like this."

Looking at the sky from afar, An Bochen muttered.

The gun is like Sunday, returning to the beginning.

Although An Bochen's Zhou Tianxuan'ao can be called extensive and profound, it can be traced back to the source, but that day he wanted to turn the world around Zhoutian with the power of ants, and then he got it. The ant goes against the sky because of the unyielding self-esteem of the ant. The ant also has self-esteem and dares to go against the gods and demons.

Once the gun was drawn, An Bochen's face was radiant, and his temperament suddenly changed. He was no longer so calm and steady. On the contrary, he was full of flexible and elegant breath like when he was a teenager.

At the time of the fierce battle, only Simajin paid attention to An Bochen's change.

Staring at An Bochen, who was withdrawing from the battle circle and pushing the shooting method outside the divine wandering object, Sima Jin smiled happily, and then flew out of the ring and guarded An Bochen to protect him.

Just because An Bochen shot across the air and disrupted the original layout of the devil's head, the monks in the square in the ring were inspired by An Bochen to fly into the sky and fight with the devil's head in the dark. It was really dark.

"It's better to enter Zhou Tiangong." Simajin said to An Bochen.

"Good." An Bochen nodded and took advantage of the chaos to copy Sima's eyes and disappeared.

Xianfu plays Tianque, and there is Zhou Tian in the palace.

An Bochen pushed the gun in Zhou Tiangong, and Simajin sat quietly beside him and couldn't take his eyes off.

Both An Bochen and Sima Jin know that once An Bochen pushes the performance of the four elephants of Zhou Tian, he can use it to break through the Xuanxian. Once you break through to Xuanxian, with An Bochen's Zhou Tianyuan power, you can be at least invincible at the same level on the power level.

Breaking through the Xuanxian needs to understand the mystery of time and the accumulation of vitality. With Zhou Tiangong in hand, An Bochen's vitality has long been full. Over the years, he has been free in the world, walking and stopping. An Bochen has already realized a few things about the time Xuanao. Normally, he has long been able to break through the real fairyland and become a mysterious fairy. All he has to do is overcome the disaster.

This disaster is the most difficult disaster that An Bochen has ever overcome in his life. The world is about to collapse, and there is also a heart that he doesn't know what he is looking at, which makes it difficult for An Bochen, who has been exiled to this era, to control his own fate. In the final analysis, it is still because of insufficient strength. If An Bochen has the power to kill the immortal in seconds and resist the supreme power, why can't he control his fate?

And this gun, Zhou Tian's four elephant magic gun, is the foundation of An Bochen's mastery of power.

As long as this shot is made, no matter how terrible the Xuanxian disaster is, An Bochen is confident that he can shoot the heavenly disaster and resolve it.

After refining this shot, even if it can't compete with the supreme, it's more than enough to protect yourself.

In the three months of Zhou Tian Palace, An Bochen woke up from the meditation, and the light flashed in his eyes. Then a gun shadow wandered out and changed. Finally, it reflected the huge walls of the palace, but turned into four figures of dancing guns.

"Feng Shui, Fire and Thunder Four Gods?"

Simajin stared at the four walls and subconsciously blurted out.