The battle continued, but Ao Bing still had no intention of letting Xing Tian take action. Even the entire battle was gradually tilting towards the strength of the Western Sect, and Ao Bing was still unmoved.

Ao Bing did not say anything, and Xing Tian was just watching the situation on the battlefield quietly, but his eyes were always on the group of masters who were coming towards him.

His somewhat lazy body, sharp eyes and the Gan Qi Divine Axe emitting a cold light in his hand made Xing Tian exude a strange and coordinated aura.

"Third Prince, this won't work. Our losses will be too great."

Looking at the Dragon Clan soldiers who were constantly dying on the battlefield, Prime Minister of the North Sea Turtle said to Ao Bing with some difficulty.

"Wait a little longer!" Ao Bing said calmly, his firm tone did not change at all.

Ao Bing needs to wait until the general leaves the entire battlefield; he needs to see the Beihai Dragon Group suffer heavy losses; he needs to convey the wrong information.

Time passed by little by little, and Aoji still did not convey any news, and the troops defending around the hall had retreated to less than a hundred miles away from the hall.

"You boy is indeed a ruthless man. In order to confuse the other party, you can actually give up the lives of so many subordinates."

Xing Tian glanced at Ao Bing, who had always been calm, and said with a serious tone.

"Senior, I know that my approach goes against the beliefs of your witch clan, but this is what I see as the prehistoric world. It is worth giving up something for the overall situation. As for the dead Dragon Clan soldiers, I will give them an explanation."

Ao Bing's tone was extremely cold and calm. This extreme calm made Xing Tian, ​​the recognized god of war, feel a little cold.

"Since that's the case, what do you ask me for at such a great price?"

Xing Tian asked Ao Bing curiously.

"In order to ensure that everything is foolproof, it is also for my dragon clan to reduce casualties, but now it is different. Compared with what is passive in the future, I am more willing to pay a greater price now and let me be at the same level when facing the enemy in the future."

At this moment, Xing Tian truly understood Ao Bing's purpose. He invited him to do so. He was just Ao Bing as the backhand of the entire Beihai Rebellion. Whether he used his own backhand depends on the change in the situation.

"Prince Ao San, you are really no different from the net that is shrouded in the prehistoric world. I advise you not to think about that net in your practice in the future, otherwise your future will be blocked."

Ao Bing looked at Xing Tian in surprise. He didn't expect that this great god would give him such an evaluation. To be honest, this evaluation made Ao Bing a little flattered.

"Senior, I'm joking. That net is too far away from me. What I want to do now is to have a violent guarantee to settle down in the prehistoric world, that's all."

"The guarantee of living a life!"

Xing Tian repeated these seven words and no longer said anything to Ao Bing, but only a look of remembrance appeared in his eyes.

The guarantee of living a life is sometimes impossible to pursue in this prehistoric world.

The figures of the twelve ancestor witches flashed through Xing Tian’s mind. What was everything they did for, not for the witch clan to have a guarantee of maintaining a life.

"Your path is really hard!"

Xing Tian’s mind was the lonely figure in the underworld and the permanent darkness around the figure, and he said to Ao Bing with a sigh.

"I know what the seniors are thinking? But I am different from you. I have never thought of breaking the rules, I just want to follow the rules."

Ao Bing said, a faint smile slowly appeared on his face. News came from Ao Ji. As the continuous dragon soldiers rushed towards him, the general finally left the battlefield.

"Senior needs you to take action, but Ao Bing asks to take action and move less."

Ao Bing said respectfully to Xing Tian. Xing Tian nodded casually, then dragged the Gan Qi divine axe in his hand and stepped out and appeared directly around the group of masters with the strongest strength of the Western Sect.

With a swing of the Gan Qi Divine Axe in his hand, a black air flowed through both sides of the axe blade, and a hole was instantly cracked in the entire space, and the figures of the group of masters instantly turned into two halves and disappeared into the cracked space.

It does not have the power to shock the world, and there is no momentum to overturn the rivers and the seas. It only has a simple axe, and it does not even cause any turmoil to the surrounding sea water.

After doing all this, Xing Tian once again dragged Gan Qi's magic axe to Ao Bing's side. The whole process seemed to be stepping out and then turning around.

Xing Tian has returned to his original appearance, but the two Ao Bing brothers were indeed stunned, especially Ao Xuan's eyes showed an unprecedented spirit.

"Ao Bing admires the strength of his senior!"

Ao Bing said and bowed to Xing Tian. If it had been just because of the other party's identity and fame, then the present gift would be respectful to the strong.

"After spending so long with you, this gift is the most sincere and heartfelt.

For this gift, I would like to say something more to you, remember that this is the prehistoric world, strength is the hard truth, as long as you have strong enough to achieve the goal you want, everything is centered on strength."

After Xing Tian finished speaking, he waved his hand directly to Ao Bing and dragged his Gan Qi divine axe toward Beijuluzhou.

Ao Bing recalled Xing Tian's words in his mind, and then he bowed again in the direction where Xing Tian left with a solemn expression.

"San brother, can you let this senior accept me as his disciple? This senior I saw when I was a child."

Ao Xuan, who woke up from his horror, walked to Ao Bing and said begging to Ao Bing.

"Xiao Xuan, the third brother can't do this."

Ao Bing looked at Ao Xuan's desire expression and sighed at Ao Xuan, saying, "If you want to join the Jie Sect, Heavenly Court, or the People's Cult, Ao Bing can think of some solutions, but Ao Bing can't really do it if he wants to join Xing Tian as his teacher.

When Ao Xuan heard Ao Bing's words, he walked aside in disappointment, and kept recalling the axe that Xing Tian swung out in his mind.

"Uncle Sigui, order to speed up and end the battle here sooner. In the next period of time, I think Uncle Si will take this opportunity to clean Beihai!"

Seeing Xing Tian's axe style, Ao Bing did not see the interest in fighting on the battlefield, and directly turned his soul towards the clone beside Ao Ji.

"Uncle Fourth, the matter here is almost over. As for the next thing, I won't participate."

Ao Ji had no worries about Ao Bing's preparation to leave, after all, the matter in Beihai has come to an end now.

"Don't worry about doing your thing. Once there is news about the heavenly soldier, I will definitely pass it to you on earth."

Hearing Ao Ji's words, Ao Bing nodded, but just as he was about to leave, Ao Bing stopped again.

"Uncle Fourth, the matter is over here. Don't let Ao Xuan run around. Ao Xuan may secretly run to Beijuluzhou to become a disciple."

Ao Bing's reminder made Ao Ji's face flash. Ao Ji always knew his son's love for battle axe. This time, Ao Bing asked Xing Tian to move, which would definitely make Ao Xuan think of becoming a disciple.

"Don't worry! I'll look at him, but that axe is really powerful. I didn't expect that after so many years, he has reached a position that our four brothers cannot see."
Chapter completed!