readx;? Fang Xiaowu's face changed, and he asked, "Are you injured?"

Linghu Eighteen said: "Nonsense, if I wasn't injured, why did I run away at that time?" My cultivation is only in the early stage of the transcendent realm, but when I killed the guy who was a hundred years old in the sword, I used the strength of the peak level of martial arts, and it would be good to be alive." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info You have to know that after I killed the white haired general last time, it took me three months to recuperate. ”

Fang Xiaowu hurriedly asked, "What about now?"

Linghu Eighteen said: "It's almost good now." ”

Hearing this, Fang Xiaowu was slightly relieved, thinking of Luo Cheng, so he asked, "By the way, how is Ah Cheng now?"

Linghu Eighteen grinned and said, "Don't worry, that kid is a blessing in disguise, not only did he not die, but he also cultivated to a great progress, and the next time you see him, you will definitely be surprised." ”

"Really?"

"Can I still lie to you?"

"Actually, as long as he's okay, I'm most worried about his injury, since you said he's okay, then I don't have to worry about him. ”

Fang Xiaowu originally wanted to ask Linghu Eighteen where Luo Cheng had taken to heal, but he knew that this old liar would definitely not say anything, so he didn't ask, and changed his words and said, "Since you are almost good, it is time to come out of the Tianchi." ”

Linghu Eighteen shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will naturally come out when I can come out, I have something to ask you." ”

"What's the matter?"

"I heard that you have an elixir called Cao Huan Dan, is it made of blood dragon fruit?"

"Hey, how do you know about this?"

"Hehe, what my old man wants to know, how many people in the world can find it difficult to live with me?"

Fang Xiaowu saw Ling Hu Eighteen's face smug on his face, so he nodded and said, "Yes, the Grass Returning Pill is the Blood Dragon Fruit." ”

Linghu Eighteen eyes shot out a gleam, and said: "I have been to the Yuanwu Continent for so many years, and I haven't tasted what the blood dragon fruit is like, you throw one down, I want to try it." ”

Fang Xiaowu said angrily: "Aren't you okay?

Linghu Eighteen flattened his mouth and said, "It's really stingy." I think back then, don't say anything about the elixir, even if it is the best of the elixir, I would have eaten too much, if it weren't for the ......"

"Alright, alright, I'll give you one. After Fang Xiaowu finished speaking, he took out a grass pill and returned it to Tianchi casually.

He thought that Linghu Eighteen would catch it, but what he didn't expect was that Linghu Eighteen didn't move, and the grass returned to the water and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Fang Xiaowu was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "Fuck, what are you doing this old liar? That's the Innate Divine Pill, if it's wasted like this, I'll be done with you." ”

Before the words fell, a "boom" was heard, and the water surface of Tianchi suddenly exploded, and a column of water rushed into the air, shaped like a huge pillar.

At this moment, Fang Xiaowu suddenly felt that the big stone under his feet had a feeling that it was about to shatter, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly flew backwards and flew out.

And just as he flew out upside down, the Tianchi in front of him was razed to the ground after just a few breaths, and there was no longer the glory of the past.

Huge water dragons sprayed out, making the mountains full of water, and then forming small ponds, dotted around.

At this time, I saw Linghu Eighteen flying in the air, his eyes swept around, and he smiled with satisfaction: "Although I have destroyed a big heavenly pool, but there are hundreds of small heavenly pools out of thin air, even if it is the quartz great elder of the Amethyst Palace, it shouldn't be said about me." ”

When Fang Xiaowu heard this, he couldn't help but have a bitter smile.

In the blink of an eye, a group of people flew to the Qiyun Peak, which had been destroyed on the top of the mountain, and it was Wang Ying and the others.

They originally thought that there was a fight on the top of the mountain, and they were worried that something would happen to Fang Xiaowu, so they hurried up, and when they saw that Fang Xiaowu was fine, they were all relieved.

"Hello friends of the Jing clan, my name is Linghu Eighteen, and I am his brother-in-law......" After Linghu Eighteen landed, he introduced himself.

Wang Ying and the others were shocked when they heard that he was Fang Xiaowu's brother-in-law.

Fang Xiaowu is now the Saint King of the Jing Clan, if Linghu Eighteen is Fang Xiaowu's brother-in-law, wouldn't he be the "Saint King's brother"?

Although this Tianchi is the holy land of the Jing Clan, since it has been destroyed, it can only be like this, and you can't ask the righteous brother of the Holy King for your guilt.

Fang Xiaowu originally wanted to explain two sentences, but at this time, Linghu Eighteen had already walked towards Wang Ying and the others with a smile on his face, and said, "I heard that this Tianchi is the holy land of your crystal clan, I'm sorry, I've turned it into hundreds now, you won't blame me, right?"

If Wang Ying and the others didn't know that Linghu Eighteen was Fang Xiaowu's brother-in-law, they would have already rushed up at this time and fought desperately with Linghu Eighteen, but Linghu Eighteen had a special identity, and none of them dared to blame Linghu Eighteen, so they could only laugh dryly, and they didn't know what to say.

Fang Xiaowu glared at Linghu Eighteen and scolded: "Fuck, Tianchi has been destroyed by you, and you still say such cool things." ”

Linghu Eighteen spread his hands and said, "What else can I say if I don't say that? I can't let them tie me up and take me to the royal city." ”

"You talk a lot. Fang Xiaowu waved his hand impatiently and said, "Let's go, I don't have time to talk so much nonsense to you." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Go to the royal city. ”

"I'm so hungry...... Ling Hu Eighteen suddenly reached out and touched his stomach, and said with a smile: "If there is a roast chicken to eat now, it would be great." ”

Hearing this, Wang Ying's master said: "There is no roast chicken below, but half of the roast pig is stored, I wonder if Linghu's predecessors can appreciate their faces?"

Linghu Eighteen laughed and said, "I love to hear what you say." Let's go, let's go and share together, and if you're idle anyway, you're idle. ”

Fang Xiaowu originally had no appetite, but when Linghu Eighteen said this, he also felt a little hungry.

At that moment, the group came down from Qiyun Peak and went to a cave in the mountain.

This cave is the place where Wang Ying's master and apprentice usually meditate and practice, and few people usually come, but today it is very lively.

Half an hour later, half of the roast pig in the cave was eaten by everyone, and the atmosphere was suddenly much more harmonious.

Fang Xiaowu was half-full, and he was still unsatisfied, but he was worried about Bai Chan and Gao Tiezhu, so he urged Linghu Eighteen to hurry up and get on the road, so as not to delay the time any longer.

Subsequently, they came out of the cave, Fang Xiaowu thanked Wang Ying's master and apprentice for his hospitality, and Wang Ying's master and apprentice didn't even dare to say that this was what they should do.

The next moment, Fang Xiaowu, Linghu Eighteen, and those Wangcheng monks said goodbye to the monks of Qiyun Mountain, performed the Wind Riding Flying Technique, and left.

After seeing Fang Xiaowu and the others go away, Master Wang Ying said in admiration: "This Saint King is really a strange person, he has such great ability at a young age. ”

Another peerless powerhouse said: "Although this young man is not from our Jing Clan, he is now a Saint King, and if there is anything in the future, we will listen to him." ”

The third peerless powerhouse said: "Yes, although we have not participated in the internal struggle of the Jing Clan, our Jing Clan has lost many talents, and we can only recover by uniting together in the future, I hope that this Holy King can lead our Jing Clan into a journey of prosperity from now on." ”

After they sighed, except for Wang Ying's master and apprentice, the others said goodbye to each other and had their own places to go.