Jing Leyou really looked at Elder Ling Xiao, a sly smile slid out of the corner of his mouth, and then he said, "Haha, grandpa, I will definitely win this time." ～。 #”

Ling Xiao wondered, how could it be this stinky boy who won?

It's impossible to think about.

No matter how powerful the purple-clothed young man was, Prince Pei Huan's golden iron fist had already beaten all the invincible opponents, not to mention that no one had ever seen what his spirit body was.

Because, he can make people admit defeat with his fists alone.

There is no need to use spirits at all.

But after all, Ling Xiao was the elder of the Spirit Palace, so he naturally knew how powerful the spirit body of the crown prince Pei Huan was.

I still remember that he was born as a tenth-level full-level spirit body, directly absorbing the aura of a high-level demon beast, and directly advancing to the title of spirit master.

That was when he was a baby, and now the prince has grown up.

Is this strength......

It certainly can't be compared to previous years.

Even Bo Chimeng was already a fifty-fifth level Spirit King before he was twenty years old, and the crown prince Pei Huan was a perverted Spirit Emperor title, or even more powerful.

Ling Xiao also knew that Jing Leyou was very keen, and he could sense the powerful demonic aura on the purple-clothed young man's body.

The demonic aura of the demon clan may not be comparable to that of the spirit.

Even if it is the same powerful human and demon, the human race is slightly superior.

Just because, this is the place of the Terrans.

There is a unique ** of the human race, of course, it is impossible to let the demon clan come.

Therefore, as soon as Ling Xiao heard Jing Leyou's confident voice, he raised his hand, knocked his head hard, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Hmph, eat things inside and outside, you are still not raised by me, why are you helping an outsider to speak?" No matter how bad the prince is, he can't lose to a demon. ”

Jing Leyou covered the back of his head, quite speechless.

Nunu mouthed, he looked at Ling Xiao coldly, and shouted in a low voice: "You don't know how powerful that purple-clothed young man is, the crown prince is not his opponent at all." ”

"You're talking nonsense again." Ling Xiao stroked his beard, and instead said, "No matter how you look at him, he is younger than the prince, how can he be stronger than the prince?" ”

Jing Leyou was even more speechless, glanced at Ling Xiao white, and then said, "Grandpa, I really think you have Alzheimer's!" The opponent is the demon clan, can the demon clan see the appearance? Who knows what that young man is, and who knows how old that young man is, maybe he is hundreds of years old or thousands of years old? ”

After a pause, Jing Leyou said again: "Look at the tone of his voice, I guess he must be the royal family of Demon Spirit Mountain!" ”

Jing Leyou's words made Ling Xiao interested, and he replied lightly: "Then let's take a gamble, anyway, I don't think it is possible for the prince to lose to a foreigner." ”

"It's hard to say......" a light voice came from the side.

Ling Xiao turned his head and saw Nalan Qingge dressed strangely.

Her eyes are hidden in the white veil, faintly making you feel an inexplicable chill.

"What does Nalan Qingge mean that the purple-clothed young man will win?" Although Jing Leyou doesn't like such a cold Nalan Qingge, he likes people who are on his side.

Nalan Qingge smiled faintly, her red lips were gently pursed, stained with a little moist lip powder, coupled with her fair appearance, even if her eyes were covered by white gauze, she couldn't stop her from captivating the country and the city.

"It's really strange, your Nalan family has never been involved in these things." Ling Xiao said preemptively.

Nalan Qingge waved his hand slowly, looked at Ling Xiao, and said directly, "I don't think they will fight at all." ”