"Aren't you going to take action?"

The first Wang Feng asked.

"yes."

An Bochen looked calm.

There were still the five people in the witch temple: An Bochen, Sima Jin, the first Wang Feng, Feng Xiaoleng and Princess Yilong. The five people focused on looking at the Bagua Mirror. The battle between the four generals Dou Moyun was being staged in the mirror. As Yin Xin was seriously injured and fainted, only Guan Yunyi, Wuhua and Zhang Bushi were left on the hills. As for the unknown mourning monk, he disappeared without a trace after severely damaging Yin Xin, as if he had never appeared.

This Bagua Mirror is a magic weapon of Changmen carried by Feng Xiaolen. It can see a hundred miles of land, which is much more useful than An Bochen's eye magic power.

Feng Xiaoleng has been completely subjugated by Sima Jin. She lost her former spirit, her eyes were dissipated, her expression was dim, and she was as confused as a doll hanging on the stage. Even if she was given a chance, she would not dare to have the slightest idea of ​​revenge. As for Princess Yilong, she had listened to the story about Jiuchenjun and secretly suppressed the monster curse. Even if she transformed, she would not pose a threat to An Bochen and Sima Jin. At present, the only unstable factor in the witch temple is the first Wang Feng.

"As far as I know, they are all brothers to you and have helped you a lot. Now you are facing a great enemy but you stand by and watch."

The first Wang Feng said expressionlessly. Although there was no emotion in his voice, anyone present could hear his ridicule.

"How can I do anything to them after a mere practice? Besides, there is something about Yun Yi."

An Bochen smiled and said, three days ago, he had seen Wuhua's rampage after lifting the scarf and then ran away. The power of a punch was not weaker than that of Guan Yunyi. Zhang Bushi used the swords between his eyebrows to also be able to withstand Guan Yunyi's treasure sword. In other words, if Zhang Wu and the other two were allowed to fight, they would be comparable to Guan Yunyi for a while. If the three Guan Yunyi joined forces, Lu Fengqi would probably have to avoid the edge.

First, Wang Feng refused to say anything, and a hint of brilliance flashed in his white eyes.

"Brother Wang Feng is a little worried. That Jiuchen Lord is very cunning. If we go out now, we may be exactly what he wants."

After patting the first Wang Feng's shoulder, An Bochen advised: "Let's wait..."

Before he could finish speaking, the ground under his feet suddenly shook, and a rumbling sound came from outside the Wu Temple.

"It's a war!"

However, Yilong, who had been staring at the gossip mirror, jumped up and covered his little mouth tightly.

Sima Jin hurried forward and softly sootheed the girl with a nervous look on her face.

Looking at the Gossip Mirror, An Bochen frowned. There was a scene of chaos in the mirror. At the foot of the East Mountain, two armies rushed to one. One was the natives of the Southern Desert, and the other was the army of the Dominic Kingdom. The two sides had been "harmonious" for several days, but they turned against each other on the first day of the opening of the Holy Society, and there was a strong strangeness in it.

"Is it him?"

A familiar figure appeared in the Bagua Mirror. An Bochen recognized at a glance that the leading general of the domineering country was Shixiong Wei Yan, who had fought against Guannan Huangdao.

Wei Yan's injuries seemed to have healed. He waved his sword and was filled with anxiety and anxiety. He seemed to have never expected his soldiers to suddenly attack the deserted army. Wei Yan's status in the domineering country is just like Yin Xin and Duke Huo Yu Liu. He has strong skills and superb military command methods. He is deeply loved by the domineering country soldiers. At present, he cannot control the army. There must be something wrong with it.

"June Jiuchen finally took action."

Sima Jin's voice sounded in his ears, and An Bochen nodded, and he knew it in his heart.

I thought Jiuchenjun would have to wait at least until Li Xiaoguan and Jiu Princess appeared before they would have an attack. I never thought that he would take action without waiting for the official opening of the Holy Society. As expected, he never played according to common sense.

But why did he take action so early?

The next moment, An Bochen and Sima Jin looked at each other.

"Li Xiaoguan!"

"Li Xiaopang!"

There is a furnace in Dongshan to twist the universe, and the Golden Boy and Saints are collected together. According to the prophecy, only the Holy Chi Mother Furnace is needed to be born. Sima Jin even learned from Li Xiaoguan how the two of them picked the Dongshan Furnace. Therefore, if you want to obtain the Tai Chi Mother Furnace, you only need Li Xiaoguan and the Ninth Princess in your hands, and everything else is just a foil.

The monks from Mobei were wiped out three days ago. The only remaining Dakuang Hulang was trapped by the middle-aged and middle-aged cultivator who emerged from nowhere. The army stationed in Dongshan was killing each other again. These were obviously the methods of Jiuchenjun. They disrupted the rhythm of all parties and seized the opportunity. In this way, he could take the lead in robbing Li Xiaoguan and Jiu Princess.

"You can finally go out?" The first Wang Feng glanced at An Bochen and asked coldly.

"We divided our troops into two groups, taking the little officials away, and looking for the Ninth Princess. Brother Wang Feng, as long as the Holy Child and Saint is in hand, we are not afraid that Jiuchen will not come."

The situation has been settled, and An Bochen made a quick decision.

Before leaving, An Bochen looked at the plaque on the head of the temple hall again.

If everything was the same as expected, he would be able to recover his cultivation today, defeat Jiuchenjun, and then bring the little official back safely.

There is only one premise, to obtain the Tai Chi Moral Furnace.

......

Thousands of troops fought together, and when they were young, they dyed large pieces of the grassland red.

The people of the Southern Wilderness showed fear. The moment before, there was a scene where the virgins climbed the mountain to worship the gods of the wild. In the blink of an eye, the storm changed suddenly. Only more than a hundred steps away, swords and swords were everywhere, and the sound of shouts of killing were everywhere. The army of the Domineering Kingdom and the Lord of the Wasteland collided like two iron tides, and they splashed not waves, but shocking blood.

No one knew what was going on. In front of him was a holy meeting carefully prepared for the Huang Shen, and behind him was a fierce war. The people were panicked and looked up inadvertently, and they saw figures flying through the sky. The people just thought that the people who were sent by Huang Shen, all bowed and bowed. Who would have thought that those strange-looking people not only ignored the war outside the plain, but also pointed at the people below, laughed strangely, and then rushed past and flew towards the East Mountain.

The strange people from the extreme west finally appeared, but among the extreme west, the few who have not given up their fame and fortune, were led by a boy riding a giant blue wolf.

As the distance between Dongshan is getting closer, the aliens whisper, nodding and smiling, or showing arrogant faces, they are always in a position of winning.

At this moment, wild bees as big as babies' heads flew out from the hillside, but they were different from ordinary bee species, with three heads and eight feet and fangs inserted into their mouths. At this moment, ten are one longitudinal and hundreds are in a row, gathering like dark yellow cloud covers, covering the sky and overwhelmingly pressing towards the people.

The strange people were chatting and laughing, and their faces were full of disdain.

It was not until the bee swarm that a strange man laughed and came out, shouting: "Let's see what some people do."

He took out a wine gourd from his waist, raised his head and swallowed it wildly, and then opened his mouth to breathe fire.

The fire he sprayed out was different from the ordinary fire. It emitted bright blue light and was about ten feet long when it was spit out in one breath. Wherever he went, the bee swarm was burned to ashes and scattered.

The strangers were instructing the storm. Except for the old man Xiji who was in charge, they all laughed wildly. The fire-breathing stranger laughed the most crazy.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the swarm of bees that had turned into powder and fell and revived again. They were swept up by a gust of strange wind, turned into a burst of black smoke and rushed into the open mouth of the fire-breathing alien, and jumped out from behind his neck the next moment.

With a "click", the alien's neck broke from the middle, and blood in the neck cavity was like a pillar, splashing ten feet high, making the aliens beside him stunned.

When the aliens discovered that the evil technique of the wild people was not as unbearable as they imagined, their expressions became serious. They took out magic weapons and used their own methods. Under the leadership of the old man Xiji, they carefully flew towards the East Mountain.

On the hillside, Wu Zhu and the witch envoy used witchcraft to stop the aliens.

On the top of the mountain, the Southern Emperor and a group of Wu Guards and the witch envoy turned around and looked at the golden chariot flying out of the Wu Temple in surprise.

The purple dragon girl was furious and angry, and Huo Chuanyun looked complicated.

There was a chaotic battle between the east mountain.

No one noticed that the leaning tower behind the Wu Temple was trembling gently.

The leaning tower stands like a sword aiming at the sky.
Chapter completed!