An Beisheng closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, opened his eyes again, and looked at the situation around him.

"Yeah, go find the two of them and take them out." An Beisheng summoned Xiaoying out.

"Master, there are spiritual practitioners outside." Yingying grabbed An Beisheng.

"I still have the power to fight against a group of spiritual cultivators..." An Beisheng forced a smile, but the remaining half of the words were not spoken.

He whimpered and let go of her hand: "Master, be careful."

Turning around and running into the dungeon.

An Beisheng ran out of the dungeon and looked at dozens of spiritual cultivators outside with calm eyes.

"The Wang family is in a good situation."

"Hmph, where is my Wang family's divine bead, hand it over!" Wang Jixing had a gloomy face.

An Beisheng looked at him and smiled, "The Divine Pearl has been destroyed long ago."

Wang Jixing's eyes instantly became ruthless: "Looking for death! Capture her alive!"

The two spiritual practitioners rushed towards An Beisheng together. An Beisheng rose up and swept up the two people in front of him with one foot.

She looked at Wang Jixing disdainfully: "You underestimate me too much, let's go together."

Wang Jixing's face was gloomy: "Since you want to die, I will satisfy you."

At the order of Wang Jixing, the spiritual cultivators present rushed towards An Beisheng. An Beisheng strode toward the gate of the Wang family, and the spiritual cultivators surrounded her.

An Beisheng's eyes flashed, and a spiritual light shot at a spiritual cultivator with his fingertips. The spiritual cultivator hurriedly avoided it.

"Master, I have found them." He said in his spiritual consciousness.

An Beisheng curled a smile on the corner of his lips and took the lead, disrupting the situation.

"Wang Jixing, be careful that I will take your dog's life directly!"

An Beisheng used his hand to control a spiritual practitioner and threw him directly in front of Wang Jixing.

Wang Jixing's face changed and he stared at the battle situation with all his attention: "Don't let her have any power to fight back!"

A fist wind came from his ears, and An Beisheng grabbed the person in front of him and threw him behind him without hesitation.

The man groaned and fell directly to the ground.

Two fists are hard to match four hands, and there are more than ten people in front of you fighting against An Beisheng. An Beisheng's breathing is gradually getting a little disordered, and many scars are added to his body.

"Owner!"

When someone behind him was about to kick An Beisheng's head, Jiujiu and Yingying suddenly appeared, and they kicked the man away together.

The man spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the ground.

Everyone present looked at the girl and fox that suddenly appeared in disbelief.

An Beisheng breathed a sigh of relief and slowly landed on the ground, breathing a little rapid.

"Master, I asked Jiujiu to lure those ordinary people away and successfully send He Xuecan and Fan Sumu out." Yingying stared at the spiritual cultivators fiercely.

An Beisheng nodded: "Let's find an opportunity to rush out."

Yingying's strength has a lot to do with An Beisheng's own strength. An Beisheng is now just a foundation-building mirror. Even if Yingying's natural spirit pet is, according to ordinary spirit cultivators, it cannot surpass the foundation-building realm.

An Beisheng and Yingying leaned against each other, and Jiujiu stood on An Beisheng's shoulder, with the fox's eyes full of cruelty.

Each person, one pet, one fox, and one move together, pouring in towards the spiritual practitioners, and those people instantly raised their spirits to fight them.

An Beisheng smiled and rolled on the ground with Yingying for two rounds, running straight towards Wang Jixing.

They broke through the encirclement directly. Wang Jixing saw An Beisheng rushing towards him and opened his eyes wide in horror. He turned around and wanted to run away, but An Beisheng grabbed him!

An Beisheng whispered in his ear: "Didn't you say that, Master Wang, be careful that I will take your dog's life directly."

"You, you... If you dare to touch me, my Wang family will never let you go." Wang Jixing threatened.

"The head of the family is in my hands, how can they do to me?" An Beisheng looked at the spirit cultivators who were about to move: "If you dare to move, I will kill him."

An Beisheng's palm immediately shrank, and Wang Jixing's face turned red in an instant.

"Don't do anything randomly." A spiritual practitioner looked at An Beisheng and said, with a cold sweat on his forehead.

If Wang Jixing dies under their hands, they will no longer have to mess around in the world!

An Beisheng clamped Wang Jixing and walked towards the Wang family gate with all his steps.

When they were about to reach the gate, the gate of the Wang family was suddenly knocked open.

Xi Hanyun and his group stood there in a fierce manner.

"Senior Sister!" He Xuecan felt a little anxious when she saw some blood on An Beisheng's body.

An Beisheng turned his head slightly and smiled at them.

"If you dare to cause trouble for my Wanling Sect again, I promise to take your head among thousands of people." An Beisheng said to Wang Jixing, and then threw Wang Jixing, who had a ugly face, to those spiritual cultivators.

Turn around and prepare to leave.

"Since everyone has come, don't leave." A slightly old voice suddenly came from the air. The gate of the royal palace that was knocked open was suddenly closed, and a powerful pressure pressed towards the people of Wanling Sect.

"You guys are here today!" Wang Jixing looked at An Beisheng gloomyly.

Everyone in Wanling Sect looked at the air. A man about fifty years old and gray-haired flew in front of Wang Jixing.

"Master Zhang, kill them!" Wang Jixing took a step back and looked at them with a sneer.

"I wonder who this person is?" Zuo Qianxing asked.

"How can I know my husband's name just a child?" Zhang Xihua looked at them disdainfully.

Yingying reminded An Beisheng through his spiritual consciousness: "Master, the person in front of him is in the Golden Pill Realm."

An Beisheng paused, stood in front of the Wanling Sect, and confronted him fearlessly: "What are the benefits of the Wang family promised Taoist priest? He actually asked the Taoist priest to take action."

Zhang Xihua sneered: "I have something to give to me just a Wang family."

Wang Jixing's face instantly became gloomy.

Zhang Xihua stared at An Beisheng: "A small foundation building realm actually wanted to swallow the Divine Pearl? It's quite overestimated."

An Beisheng replied: "Shenlong Mountain has been destroyed. The Taoist priest thinks, what is the use of the Divine Pearl?"

Zhang Xihua didn't say anything.

Wang Jixing hurriedly said, "Master, don't listen to her talk nonsense. The divine power remaining in the divine bead is enough to restore the divine dragon in Shenlong Mountain to regain its divine power."

An Beisheng sneered: "Your mouth is really groundless."

Zhang Xihua ignored Wang Jixing and stretched out his hand to An Beisheng: "Give me the Divine Pearl."

"No matter whether the Taoist looks or not, the divine bead has dissipated with the divine dragon." An Beisheng looked serious.

"Impossible!" Zhang Xihua's face was a little bad: "If you hand over the Divine Pearl today, I can spare your life, otherwise..."

Zhang Xihua snorted coldly, and a pressure rushed straight towards An Beisheng, and An Beisheng's face turned pale.

"Senior Sister!"

The Wanling Sect behind him wanted to step forward, but An Beisheng immediately stopped them: "Don't come over!"

If they really start fighting, they are not enough to kill the person in front of them.
Chapter completed!