A man who dreamed of becoming the fourth Immortal Emperor was just killed. The huge body collapsed like a shattered rock, and the flesh flew and blood rained. An Zheng was floating in the bloody rain, but at this moment, he was calm as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

Zhu Xiaojian looked at this person, and his expression was complicated to the extreme.

He didn't know how to position this young man, the power of the demon was absorbed by An Zheng, which was a big sin. No matter how high his position is, he can't hold it down, although from the bottom of his heart he likes this young man very much.

The stronger and more domineering An Zheng became, the more he cared. If such a person remains in the Detective Affairs Division, he will be his most effective assistant in the future. The high-ranking officials in the Detective Department know why the Commander is so mysterious, because he is very old, so old that he will cause an uproar as soon as he appears.

If everyone knows that the director of the Department of Detectives is an old man who may die at any time, then the Department of Detectives will immediately become stormy. It won't be long before the current pacification envoy will become the new director of the Detective Division, and all the prosecutors will be staring at the vacant seat of the pacification envoy.

With such a person as An Zheng as a helper, the possibility of Zhu Xiaojian becoming a pacification envoy will become even greater.

So he's very tangled, very conflicted.

The contradiction is not only because the king will not let go of An Zheng easily, but also because An Zheng shows that there seems to be no upper limit of potential and strength at all. He clearly felt that An Zheng's strength was now more than ten times stronger than when he first saw him in Bai Sheng Academy, and even dozens of times.

He suspected that An Zheng had reached the peak of the Little Saint Realm, and even the extremely violent breakthrough just now might indicate that An Zheng had surpassed the Little Saint Realm.

It's only been a few days, and such a terrifying young man would really be willing to become his subordinate, not to mention, he can't feel the aura of a cultivator on An Zheng's body at all now, and he can't guess exactly what realm An Zheng is.

The Medicine King Valley is over, the Tai'an Academy is over, and the demonic beast under Yishui Lake is also over.

Wherever Anzheng went, his opponents were finished. And there is one thing that no one can deny...... Every opponent in An Zheng was stronger than him, but in the end, he killed them. This is not only because of the terrible nature of fighting for oneself, but also because of the more terrible heavenly family.

Zhu Xiaojian suddenly thought of three words...... Atmospheric transport.

Then he was shocked into a cold sweat, if these three words were known by Lord Jun, I am afraid that An Zheng would be even more fierce and unlucky. A long, long time ago, when Lao Jun was still in power, he invited Qiu Mai, the most powerful physiognomy master in Penglai Pavilion, who was known as the god of heavenly fortune, to see Ning Xiaolou. After seeing Ning Xiaolou's face at that time, Qiu Mai did not say anything, but left a note for Lao Jun, telling him to wait until he had to confirm the transfer to Ning Xiaolou.

Later, it was rumored that the note read...... There is a great future, but no atmospheric luck. At first, there were nobles to help, but in the end nothing happened.

This sentence has always been Ning Xiaolou's heart disease.

An Zheng fell from mid-air, and his mind was still a little drowsy. The previous breakthrough was so terrifying that he himself still hasn't come to your senses.

"Oh my God. ”

Du Slender looked frightened: "If you break the realm like this, how can you stand it if you change me." ”

An Zheng didn't react at first, but it took two seconds to understand what Du Shou Thin meant, and he burst out laughing, almost splitting the corners of his mouth with a smile.

Du looked at An Zheng and saw that there was nothing wrong with him, so he was relieved: "When I saw you break the realm just now, I couldn't help but think, if it were me, from this broken realm, a fart would go out, and I might already be in Yancheng." ”

An Zheng suddenly felt a little sad...... If Chen Shaobai was here at this time, he would definitely laugh at Du Thin.

But it's been so long, and there's not a single word about him.

Zhu Xiaojian walked towards An Zheng, still entangled in his heart

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