Fantasy: Heaven revolves around me

Liu Guanzong died.

Not even a single corpse remained.

This should be said to be Fang Mingjing's first killing, but unfortunately, he didn't feel anything.

There is no wave in the heart.

It can even be said that even the movement of crushing mustard seeds with a grinding disc may be a little bigger than this.

"Next ......".

Fang Mingjing glanced at the churning pool of blood.

The filth in the blood pool has been removed a lot, and it is not far from the complete completion of the dragon elephant essence blood.

He fell silent, and the group of monks watching from a distance looked at each other for a long time, and they all stood there in unison.

After seeing the previous battle, none of these monks dared to step forward and pick up the tiger's whiskers.

"The little saint son actually killed that Liu Guanzong, this is really something I never thought about. "

Yu Yayue's voice sounded on the side, Fang Mingjing looked over and saw her standing on the side with emotion on her face.

"That guy is a nuisance. "

"I think so too, but if the little holy son just kills him like this, there may be some trouble in the future. "

"Trouble is trouble. "

Fang Mingjing didn't care, he looked at the pool of blood, and suddenly asked Yu Yayue, "Do you want this thing, Sister Yayue?"

"If you want it, you naturally want it, but I don't dare to grab what the little saint son likes. "

"I didn't like it. "

Fang Mingjing's soft voice made Yu Yayue almost think that she was having auditory hallucinations.

Her long, narrow eyes looked at the lovely face in front of her, wondering if he was joking with herself.

"If you give me the spirit stone, the thing will be given to you, how about it?"

"Is this true?"

"Really. "

Happiness came so suddenly, Yu Yayue was stunned for a long time.

She originally didn't have expectations for this dragon elephant essence blood, after all, her strength was not as good as Liu Guanzong's, let alone Fang Mingjing's ......, who was even more powerful than Liu Guanzong

I didn't think things would turn around.

But soon she thought that the little saint son might not know what the dragon elephant essence blood meant, and suddenly gritted her silver teeth, "The little saint son knows that this dragon elephant essence blood is-".

A small hand reached out in front of her eyes interrupted her words.

Fang Mingjing looked at her very seriously, and the way she stretched out her little hand like this made Yu Yayue say something inexplicably in her heart: "I'm cute, give me money quickly." 」

So, Yu Yayue handed over all her spirit stones to him.

Fang Mingjing was suddenly very happy.

Because he has been staying in the Holy Land without any money, he is also quite curious about things like spirit stones.

The deal is done.

After waiting for another hour or two, the filth in the pool of blood was completely wiped away, and the pool of dragon elephant blood gradually shrank in the boiling, and finally condensed to the size of no more than a few drops.

Yu Yayue used a special jade bottle to put it in.

"It's over. "

Quite a few people say so.

Long before the dragon elephant essence blood condensation was completed, the deafening wail had completely disappeared. The dragon elephant, which is the main body of the secret realm, has died, so this secret realm is naturally over.

Boom !!!!!!

With a bang, everyone only felt that the sky was spinning, and the impact of the shattering of the secret realm even stunned some weak monks.

Except for those who died, everyone returned to the valley where they had been.

"The old servant has seen the little Holy Son. "

"Ah, Uncle Shepherd. "

"Hehe, it seems that the result of this trial is very good. "

Seeing Fang Mingjing come out intact, it was not difficult to hear a smile in the voice of the black-robed old man.

His vast sense swept through the valley.

Before entering, there were thousands of monks, but now there are only more than two hundred people who have come out, and among them, the breath of Liu Guanzong is gone.

This was not a surprise to the shepherd.

How demonic is the talent of his own little saint son? In addition to the advantage of age, the second day of the Liu family is still lacking a little bit of heat.

"Little Holy Son, my sister thanked you this time. "

Just as Mu Bo was about to leave with Fang Mingjing, from a distance, he heard the princess shouting towards this side: "When you have time, you can come to the Emperor of Dayu to play, and I will entertain you at that time." "

"Oh. "

Fang Mingjing waved his hand at her indifferently.

Drifting away.

When the black-robed old man took a step, the surrounding scenery changed dramatically, and it was at this time that he sighed faintly

"The princess is not a fuel-efficient lamp, little son. "

"My aunt said that talking about people behind your back is not a good behavior. "

“...... uh".

"Compared to this, I have money now, take me to spend a little before I go back to the Holy Land. "

"Haha, well, the old servant will take the little saint son to a nearby town. "

Seeing Fang Mingjing's energetic appearance, Mu Bo was also happy to follow his mood.

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