An Jingtian, who was well-behaved from beginning to end, looked at Huanglong Xianjun's face as black as the bottom of the pot, and only felt that people were sitting at home, and the pot came from the sky.

Just as he was about to explain, he caught a glimpse of Tang Luo's interested gaze, and his heart trembled with fright.

What is the Governor here for?

It's here to kill the king!

Which king?

If the Yellow Dragon Immortal Monarch wins the battle, then it will be the one in front of him, but in the current situation, where can the word killing the king be spoken.

Judging from the battle just now, this wild king is not only proficient in the law, the indescribable power of the black ball, even the dragon spirit law body comparable to the physique of the king beast can't withstand it, as far as the people he brought, if they can't condense the combined attack with the high-level spiritual skills, they are as helpless as an antelope encountering a tiger.

Besides, the king of slaughter, isn't this looking for death!

An Jingtian, who couldn't find an explanation, couldn't find an explanation, and under the eyes of the two kings, he couldn't wait for time to go back half a day ago.

Fortunately, on the road of endless heaven, the governor of Dai Du was in a hurry and remembered the corpse monk who rushed to Shenzhou, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Back to Xianjun, Wang Xun came this time to arrest the remnants of the corpse monk of the Blood Building, this person doesn't know what kind of blessing he has gotten, he has already preached the Taoist, Sedum received the news, so he ordered the people of the headquarters to come to arrest, for fear that this person would disturb the purity of Wanxian Mountain!"

Like a person who fell into the water and grabbed the grass that saved his life, An Jingtian clenched his hands into fists, his eyes were resolute, his voice was loud, and he spoke appropriately and sincerely, if it weren't for Tang Luo, a bystander, who really heard the conversation between the corpse monk Guhan and the bone Dao man Feng You, he would have almost believed it.

This is a talent!

Tang Luo, who saw An Jingtian for the first time, sighed in his heart, with a subtle smile on his face.

Huanglong Xianjun listened to An Jingtian's well-founded rhetoric, and his heart was a little smoother, but there was still residual anger in the unpleasant battle just now, and he looked at An Jingtian, who was in the armor and the sword and shield, and said disdainfully: "Today's Wang Xun even chases the remnants of the blood building, does he have to fight in such a big array? ”

After saying that, ignoring An Jingtian, who was blue and red, the figure of Huanglong Immortal Jun disappeared in place.

And Tang Luo arched his hand to An Jingtian and said, "Acting as the governor, see you in the Dragon Palace in a while." ”

Looking at the two human kings who disappeared on the Feixian Waterfall before and after, An Jingtian's face changed suddenly, he used to supervise the Heavenly King to patrol Zhongzhou, which sect did not give face, but now the force has expanded several times, and his status is becoming more and more embarrassing.

Maybe Huanglong Immortal Jun just had a cold and arrogant temperament and sneered casually, but it was really a bit heart-wrenching, and the best way to heal his heartache was, of course, only to fight.

An Jingtian, who was holding his stomach, slaughtered the battlefield and had already decided to dismantle the corpse monk Guhan into eight pieces.

But when he rushed back to Shenzhou, he found that the battle was over, and the bodies of eight pacification envoys were neatly placed on the deck, as well as the subordinates who seemed to be crying and mourning.

"What about the corpse monk!?what about the people!?"

An Jingtianjian, who was furious, pointed at the tip of the nose of a mountain suppressor and asked.

"Returning to the Dudu, this corpse monk's physical skills are amazing, and the spirit body is even more difficult to hurt by swords, and when the fists and feet are combined, there is not only the power of the majestic Zen shock, but also the treacherous killing of the body, and the subordinates really can't stand it. ”

The appeasement envoy who was pointed at the tip of his nose by the sword was full of wrongs and complained loudly.

Where did the fool come from to grow the ambition of others and destroy his own prestige?

Looking at the group of pacification envoys who didn't dare to look at each other, An Jingtian became even more angry: "Just because of this, you let people go? can't even delay until the sect comes back!?"

"Wronged, Dudu, it's not that his subordinates don't want to fight to the death, but that this corpse monk still has a trick. ”

It was still the calming envoy, Jiao Sheng explained: "The subordinates took turns to delay and delay, and almost all of them were injured, in order to delay the corpse monk here and consume his energy. It's just that I didn't expect that there was still backup in the Blood Building, and the bone Dao man Feng You sneaked up with the five great bones of the Ten Thousand Immortals, which made the corpse monk tear out a hole and escaped. ”

In fact, if you think about it, if the martial artists of the fierce peak realm really have the heart to protect themselves, under the rule that the aura cannot be condensed, they will definitely not be killed by the corpse monk in seconds, and the reason why there are eight calm-level powerhouses who have fallen is nothing more than because they want to perform in front of An Jingtian too much, which will end up like this.

Fighting is like this, those who die first in battle, never because of the dish, but because they are too brave.

Obviously, these eight pacification envoys lying on the ground are a silent interpretation of this truth.

And An Jingtian, as a Shangguan, was furious when he saw these brothers die in battle, instead of expressing grief and comfort, he was furious, which changed the mentality of many pacification envoys in the field.

[Such a patrol of the Heavenly Governor is not worth the force of death. 】

[An Jingtian didn't regard us as subordinate generals at all, if it was his An disciple who was lying here today, how could this person's eyes be so indifferent?]

[It turns out that the previous promises are just a ploy to drive cattle and horses, even if we respond to the conscription and submit to Wang Xun, we are only evil demons after all, not our own people!]

[Anyway, I've already caught the exercises, and it's best to find a way to leave Wang Xun and protect myself!]

The people who responded to Wang Xun's conscription were all top cultivators, demonic giants, and strong families, and these people were all masters who were very good to them, and they all had three points of reservation and three points of doubt.

At the beginning, it was only because Wang Xun gave too much, and there was no room for any improvement in their original territory, which made the conscription work wonders.

But now they suddenly discovered that the upside here was actually fake, and the exercises given by Wang Xun were just to make them work harder, which was a bit fatal.

Although An Jingtian doesn't take their lives seriously, they themselves value their lives ruthlessly, and they are secretly ruthless in their hearts.

Next time I have to have this kind of mission, I'll be stupid if I get a minor injury!

In an instant, these pacification envoys have formed a tacit understanding, this feeling is difficult to describe, but these strong men who are fighting on the left path can understand as long as they make eye contact, and everyone has changed their minds.

Only An Jingtian was still stupid and unclear, just ignoring the dead on the ground, pointing at the action of calming the envoy and asking questions, he had already patrolled the headquarters of the king, and he was detached.

Although these appeasements have become more and more respectful, their selfishness has been frozen awake.

"Dudu, the corpse monks are heading east, they are injured and can't run far, if they fight hard to catch up, it's still too late. ”

Although the pacification envoys had already had a different kind of thought, all the elites of Wang Xun's headquarters were controlling the flying boat, and someone immediately stepped forward to speak to An Jingtian.

But just now he reprimanded the soothing envoy just to vent his emotions, for An Jingtian, the blood building is just a disease of ringworm and scabies, and the corpse monk and the bone Taoist are not Wenren Yuanwu, how can they be valued, and now they still have to see which wild king's way is.

"There's no need to chase, bury the dead in battle, heal the wounded, and after tidying up the battlefield, drive Shenzhou to Wanxian Sect and visit Huanglong Xianjun!"