Hearing that this Taibai Sword Master was leaving, Lao Jiao almost didn't cry. Since the arrival of this Taibai sword master, Lao Jiao has begun to be in a veritable dire situation, pretending to be a grandson, sending long swords, sending medicines, and being a sparring partner. Not to mention the identity of the overlord who originally guarded the party, even the normal identity of the demon king is almost impossible to keep, so he is almost in front of the saddle and behind the horse.

This was originally a big profitable deal with the elusive Chen Fusheng, and he even almost received a super extra gain, but with the appearance of the old man in front of him, everything turned into floating clouds.

It's just that when the sad old man was glad that the old man was finally leaving, and he could also go to receive the reward that Chen Fusheng had promised before, a thought suddenly jumped into Lao Jiao's head, "Could this have been in Chen Fusheng's calculations?"

"Thought of it?" A joking voice really came into the ears of the old Jiao who was in a cold sweat, it was Li Taibai, the sword master who asked the sword sky.

Looking at the old Jiao who was in a cold sweat, Li Taibai, who had always been a good swimmer, flicked the long sword that leaned behind him, and then spoke: "Greed is not enough to swallow the elephant, you may not have reached out to the little girl of Pei Valve, but if you dare to have the slightest evil intention to put into practice against this young man, I dare to guarantee that even if there is no Li Taibai, there will definitely be the next Zhang Taibai and Zhou Taibai waiting for you." This half-immortal, half-demon Chen Fusheng is not something that you can figure out as a little dragon who has been practicing for hundreds of years!"

Li Taibai's unintentional action of pulling the sword really scared the old Jiao at the bottom of the lake. In fact, there is no need for Li Taibai to remind him, for the old man at the beginning, even if the current old Jiao thinks about it, he is still full of awe, otherwise, when he was by the lake, in the depths of this old Jiao's instinct, he could feel the blood of the young man Fang Zhuo, and there was an unimaginable attraction to himself. But after practicing in this special lake for a hundred years, the cultivation is okay, Lao Jiao's consciousness cultivation is actually really hugely improved, coupled with Chen Fusheng's great reputation that once shocked the world, mixed with the feeling that Lao Jiao couldn't afford to resist at all, which made Lao Jiao dare not even think of making a clumsy move.

In fact, for this Hu Jiao, who doesn't know where he was born, but it really grows up in this lake, in addition to the cunning that was originally born with wisdom, and the way of observing the behavior of humans, demons, and demons who enter and exit this misty forest, this Jiaolong is able to call the wind and rain in the environment left by this great power because it was ordered to guard this place.

In front of the enemy, this dragon is more completely using demon power and physical power, even if the strength is at the same level, as long as it faces the old man in front of it, it is also a sure solution.

Even when he met the old man and Pei Xingjian in front of him, he judged whether he could afford to provoke him based on his natural talent.

Even, this lake Jiao does not have its own name.

In this huge and incomparable world, the main body is composed of three races, the demon race in the west, the demon race in the north, and the human race in the southeast. The demon race is blessed with the deepest understanding of the origin of the world, and the same level can almost crush both the human and demon races; the demon race lives in the northern frontier, and the physical strength is incomparably strong, and most of the demon races are born warriors; the human race is naturally weak, but they are often able to constantly burst out miracles.

Races are different, but all races have their own heritage. The twelve ancestral peaks of the demon race, each totem once called for wind and rain, and the eight demon seal thrones of the demon race, each of them who can sit on the demon seal throne has the power of reaching the heavens and the earth, and they are all the top talents of an era. Of course, the Seraph clan that resembles the Dark Sacred Flower Mandala also has a decline on the way.

Regardless of demons or demons, behind every clan, there is a towering mountain-like force, and in the long history, there have been brilliant talents who stir the long river of time. At the same time, these clans also mean profound cultivation techniques and powerful exercises.

It's just that the old man in front of him didn't have any evil thoughts about the young man, so the old man didn't care if he beat it casually.

The young man on the side, Fang Zhuo, rolled his eyes silently at the old man and his tasteless semi-intimidation of the old man around him.

The old man ignored Fang Zhuo's white eyes, but looked at the cautious dragon on the surface of the lake, and said, "I'm about to leave this place, in addition to the previous flowers and plants, are there any other valuable things?"

The lake Jiao on the surface of the lake sighed in his heart, this old guy in front of him really doesn't want that face that is one of the best in the world? This is preparing to scavenge his own one-third of an acre of land? I originally thought that the deal I made with the old man Chen Fusheng, who was silver-haired and gray-robed, was not to lose or make money, but as soon as the old man on the other side said this, he still had to pay to his grandmother's house?

The old man looked at Hu Jiao's painful and tangled expression, and said with a smile: "You really don't think that this deal is forced by my Lao Tzu and you, firstly, this deal is not the same thing as Chen Fusheng's before, secondly, you really don't have to lose this deal, and thirdly, I didn't do it with you!"

Hu Jiao looked at Fang Zhuo outside Li Taibai by the lake with a puzzled expression, and Fang Zhuo looked at the old man with a puzzled expression.

Fang Zhuo can be regarded as poor and white at this time, and the only remaining things, even if they are cut through Chen Fusheng's constraints before, Hu Jiao can't afford to take them, and he won't dare to take them.

The old man looked at Fang Zhuo, who looked puzzled, and knocked on Fang Zhuo with the wine jug angrily, and said, "You give this old Jiao a name, and I will get you a good thing from him." ”

Lao Jiao looked at the young man Fang Zhuo with a pensive face, as if he had been waded by thousands of waterfalls in his heart, he originally thought that this Taibai Sword Master was still a bit of a master, but he didn't expect to use such a shameless trick with his face.

When Hu Jiao's long tail swayed, he was ready to appoint two things to cut meat, and it could be regarded as an explanation, only to hear a childish voice behind him: "Break the white jade, enter the green underworld, sweep thousands of miles to the east of the purple qi, and soar up to 90,000 miles." It can be called White Wind!"

Hu Jiao, who was already ready to accept his fate, was silent at this moment, as if he had broken through a certain level in the void, and the sound shook thousands of miles in an instant.

This Fang Zhuo, who had been practicing for hundreds of years, had already sunk to the bottom of the water and was silent before he even had time to look at the serious-looking young man on the shore.

Fang Zhuo by the lake looked confused, glanced at the lake that had become silent, and then looked at the old man beside him.

The old man obviously expected this scene, but he still stretched his neck, while snorting, pouring a sip of wine from time to time, while looking back at Fang Zhuo with a confused face from time to time.

Dozens of minutes later, the silent water surface suddenly fluctuated, a pool of blue and a pool of red lake water suddenly burst, and then a huge dragon, straight into the sky, with a furious beard, and then let out an angry roar at the sky, it seemed that because of the loud sound and the invisibility of the elephant, Fang Zhuo heard it in his ears and was not very strange, it was smaller than the previous roar, and the difference was that it vaguely seemed to be a little different from what he heard before.

But this sound is a earth-shaking change for this lake Jiao, who has just been given the name "White Wind". Originally, he used the name of the young man as an excuse for Li Taibai to loot himself, and originally thought that this name was replaced by Li Taibai, the sword master who was already standing on the peak of cultivation, to do it, and it might be of substantial significance, but he never thought that this young man would be able to give himself a real name in heaven and earth.

From this moment, in the twelve ancestral peaks of the demon clan, the special genealogy that has not flashed in the past thousand years, except for the bloodline of the Jiaolong clan born in the ancestral land, must have quietly emerged except for one name - Bai Feng

Hu Jiao lowered his huge head and looked down at Fang Zhuo carefully, This young man stood tall, with a simple short knife tied around his waist, and the short knife was tied with a purple tassel, and he already had a trace of the appearance of a young man growing up, but he probably hadn't figured out the situation in front of him yet, so under the attention of Jiaolong Baifeng's huge eyes, he looked a little cramped.

There was no longer the slightest hesitation, a bright light quietly appeared in Fang Zhuo's hand, the light dissipated, and the official blue jade shaped like a crescent moon appeared in his hand, and he liked it when he looked at it. A voice sounded at the same time: "This is what I found here a hundred years ago after I received the will of the two predecessors, it is a space artifact that is difficult to find for a hundred years, among which there is a space of several square meters, called: New Moon." ”

Fang Zhuo was stunned and held the jade in his hand, the jade in his hand was naturally far from comparable to the bracelet composed of twelve fast beads, but it was kind and gratifying to look at, but the situation in front of him was far beyond Fang Zhuo's expectations, so he could only look at the old man who was drinking on the side.

Seeing Fang Zhuo's appearance, Hu Jiao Baifeng thought that Fang Zhuo didn't know the preciousness of the things in front of him, and wanted to open his mouth to explain a thing or two, but he was afraid that Fang Zhuo would see him as boasting, and when he was in a dilemma, it happened that the old man spoke: " Boy, this thing in your hand is said to be hard to find for a hundred years, it's really not this guy who is boasting, think about the fact that you have been able to make this space object for hundreds of years, except for the dragon who sees the beginning and the end, and the old man and I are the forging masters of this level, and then the darling of heaven and earth who is difficult to produce a space mark for hundreds of years, don't think it's simple, the little girl on the white jade tower in Qingcang City, isn't it because this is a big step ahead of her generation?"

"So you kid hurry up and settle down, hoping that this guy in front of him won't regret the pain, and he is still twisting and pinching here, and he will not be able to fall!"

Fang Zhuo took a deep breath, then made a bow, and accepted this big gift, which I didn't know if it was light or heavy.

Jiaolong watched Fang Zhuo accept it, and breathed a sigh of relief, but when Fang Zhuo was making a move, Jiaolong's long tail swung and bypassed the front, and he did not accept this salute.

Then looking at Fang Zhuo, who straightened up, Lao Jiao said: "I was found by Chen Fusheng inexplicably, and I have been nervous, to be honest, if it weren't for the fact that my arms couldn't twist my thighs, I wouldn't have been involved in this matter, but I didn't expect the twists and turns, and in the end I still earned it." ”

Lao Jiao also knew that Fang Zhuo might not know anything, and after signaling to the old man, the faucet gently knocked on the water, and then crossed the sky, leaving the lake where Fang had practiced for a hundred years.

At this point, there is more time for a dragon named "White Wind".