Zhuo Buqun is not comparable to an ordinary Dou Sheng.

"Oh, by the way, there's still here."

Another finger was turned into the air, and the head of the ancient tribe's saint-fighting boy exploded like a watermelon.

The ancient tribe fights the saint, died.

Zhuo Buqun gently covered Yan Xingyu's eyes, preventing her from seeing the bloody scene.

Then he hugged Qianqian's slender waist and flew towards Liuwu Feishu.

Only the shocked people and the headless corpse of the ancient tribe fighting saint boy who didn't know which family was left.

"Go back and report to the elder."

Several figures flew out of the crowd and flew towards the ancient clan Road.

Above the flowing shuttle, the two of them were flirting with each other.

Zhuo Buqun fed Yan Xingyu the spiritual fruits he had traveled from time to time.

"Where have you been going at these times? I don't come to see me."

Yan Xingyu said angrily with his mouth pouted.

"Isn't this back?"

Zhuo Buqun pinched Yan Xingyu's little face and said in a pampering way.

"Are you wronged?"

Zhuo Buqun hooked Gou Yan Xingyu's little nose again.

Yan Xingyu buried his head in Zhuo Buqun's arms and whispered: "No, I just miss you."

Zhuo Buqun gently rubbed Yan Xingyu's head.

"I have disappeared for so long, so why don't you let me check my husband's health?"

Zhuo Buqun smiled and said, don’t be too old.

Zhuo Buqun, who saw Yan Xingyu again, no longer had the previous barrier.

Zhuo Buqun has vowed not to let her down again.

As the saying goes, a small separation is better than a newlywed.

Zhuo Buqun took off his robe and exposed his dark and strong body.

Because of the trial at Chichen Sword Tomb, Zhuo Buqun's body is now covered in scars.

Yan Xingyu felt very distressed when he saw the scars on Zhuo Buqun's body, and tears as big as beans kept falling.

"Don't cry, I'm fine."

Zhuo Buqun hurriedly wiped Yan Xingyu's tears, and was anxious and frivolous.

Zhuo Buqun gently hugged Yan Xingyu in his arms and briefly described his experience during this period one by one.

Yan Xingyu was frightened.

He threw himself into Zhuo Buqun's arms and cried, hugging Zhuo Buqun tightly without letting go.

Zhuo Buqun was so doting that he touched Yan Xingyu's hair and coaxed the lovely man in his arms.

No words all night... On the second day, Liuwu Feishu Shuttle.

Zhuo Buqun sat cross-legged behind Yan Xingyu, his hands rounded the dantian.

The starry sea burst out, wrapping the two of them inside.

The star sea is running, and the heavenly wheel appears.

Zhuo Buqun activates the Tianji wheel to operate, and the Tianji wheel hovers over Yan Xingyu's head and rotates.

Zhuo Buqun's hand technique continues to change, and the Tianji Wheel begins to roar in rhythm.

When the Tianji wheel flies to the extreme speed, Zhuo Buqun's hand gesture changes.

"Crack..." The Tianji Wheel suddenly stopped, and Zhuo Buqun felt as if he was hit by a muffled fist, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

The hand gestures in your hands are constantly stopped, and the Heavenly Mechanism Wheel is reversed.

Defy the heaven and change one's fate! Yan Xingyu has a flash of life, and his fate is like a flash of life, and it will decline as soon as it appears.

Yan Xingyu, whose life is ejaculated, will not exceed 24 years old, and will die like ejaculation.

Now Zhuo Buqun uses the power of the Heavenly Mechanical Wheel to change his fate against the heavens.

If Zhuo Buqun becomes his own woman, he will not let her suffer any grievances.

The Heavenly Mechanism Wheel quickly reversed, and Yan Xingyu let out a painful wail and fainted.

The speed of the Tianji Wheel slowly slowed down, and several natal constellations belonging to the Yanxingyu on the starry sky moved slowly, changing the path.

Zhuo Buqun's spiritual consciousness looked at the starry sky in the vast sea, and the heavenly wheel slowly paused.

Defying the will of heaven and changing one's fate! Zhuo Buqun did it again.

Yan Xingyu was changed from the ephemeral life by Zhuo Buqun, and he can finally practice with peace of mind.

Zhuo Buqun gently picked up Yan Xingyu and put it into the spiritual medicine pool to recover.

"We can accompany Xingyu to practice well in the future."

Zhuo Buqun said softly, for fear of waking up Yan Xingyu who was sleeping.

He clenched his fists secretly.

"In this life, I will not let down any benefactors and will not forgive any enemy."

Yan Xingyu's face was rosy. During this period, Zhuo Buqun fed many spiritual treasures in the world to assist in practicing.

"Let's go, go to the ancient god's road."

Yan Xingyu nodded obediently.

Zhuo Buqun put away the flowing black shuttle, took Yan Xingyu's jade hand, and flew towards the ancient god's road.

The latter held Zhuo Buqun's arm and looked like a young wife.

At the entrance to the Ancient Gods Road, there are crowds of people.

Zhuo Buqun held Yan Xingyu, who was like a celestial immortal, attracted many people's attention.

"It's the Yan family's celestial daughter, Yan Xingyu."

I don’t know who exclaimed, and someone started to make noise on the left side of the crowd.

Zhuo Buqun found the person who called Yan Xingyu's name at first glance, and the pressure burst out.

The man collapsed directly to the ground, and at this time another pressure separated Zhuo Buqun's pressure.

"It's Yan's family."

Yan Xingyu said softly in Zhuo Buqun's ear.

"Well, I'll be behind me in a while, so there's no need to take action."

Zhuo Buqun said pamperingly, and moved his arm to push someone's breasts.

The latter's face turned red from his ears.

"So many people are watching!"

Yan Xingyu's shyness made some people around him with low cultivation level look straight and saliva all over the ground.

Zhuo Buqun beat him up. In his perception range, he felt that the two were surrounded.

The heavenly wheel trembled slightly.

"Elder! It's him! He killed Qiu Chen with just two fingers."

A junior of the Qiu tribe with a passerby's face respectfully reported to Yiyi's peak Dou Sheng wearing earth-colored armor.

"Boy, it's you who killed Qiu Chen of my clan."

The Qiu Family Dou Sheng Peak stepped forward and exuded the momentum of the Dou Sheng Peak.

This person should be the leader of the fighter who is stationed in the Qiu family on the Road to Ancient Gods.

"It's me."

Zhuo Buqun didn't care about the momentum and pressure emitted by the former, and said lightly.

"I want to avenge Chen'er!"

At this time, a middle-level Qiu family fighter from the Battle Saint came to Zhuo Buqun.

Zhuo Buqun resisted with one hand and was not at all inferior.

"Wow, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Seeing that his attack was ineffective, the Qiu family fighter screamed in anger.
To be continued...