Fantasy: The Heavenly Dao revolves around me

Liu Guanzong died.
Not even a single corpse was left.
This should be said to be Fang Mingjing’s first murder, but unfortunately, he didn’t feel anything.
There is no turbulence in the heart.
It can even be said that even grinding the mustard seeds with a grinding disc may produce a little more movement than this.
“Next…”
Fang Mingjing glanced at the tumbling blood pool.
The filth in the blood pool has gone a lot, and it is not far from the complete completion of the blood of the dragon elephant.
He calmed down here, and the group of monks watching from a distance looked at each other for a long time, and they stood there in unison.
After seeing the previous battle, none of these cultivators dared to go up to the tiger’s whiskers.
“Little Saint Son actually killed that Liu Guanzong, this is something I never thought of.”Feng Ya h’s voice sounded from one side, Fang Mingjing looked over and saw her standing beside her with emotion on her face.
“That guy is quite annoying.”
“I think so too, but if the little saint just killed him like this, it might cause some trouble in the future.”
“Trouble is trouble.”
Fang Mingjing didn’t care, he looked at the blood pool, and suddenly asked Feng Yah, “Do you want this, Sister Yah?”
“It’s natural to want it, but I don’t dare to grab what the little holy son likes.”
“I didn’t like it.”
Fang Mingjing’s soft voice made Feng Ya almost think she had auditory hallucinations.
Her long and narrow eyes looked at the cute face in front of her, wondering if he was joking with her.
“If you give me the spirit stone, I will give it to you, how about it?”
“Is what the little saint said true?”
“real.”
Happiness came so suddenly, Feng Ya was stunned for quite a while.
She originally had no expectations for this dragon elephant blood. After all, her strength is not as good as Liu Guanzong, let alone Fang Mingjing, who is even more powerful than Liu Guanzong…
Never thought that things would turn around.
But soon she thought that the little holy son might not know what the blood of the dragon elephant really means, and she gritted her silver teeth, “The little holy son knows that the blood of the dragon elephant is—”
The little hand that reached out to her eyes interrupted her words.
Fang Mingjing looked at her seriously, while holding out her small hand like this, Feng Yah thought inexplicably a sentence: “I’m very cute, give me money quickly.”
So, Feng Ya gave him all his spiritual stones.
Fang Mingjing was immediately very happy.
Because he has been staying in the Holy Land and has no money, he is also very curious about such things as spirit stones.
The deal is done.
After waiting for another hour or two, the filth in the blood pool was completely wiped away, and the blood of the dragon and elephant in the pool gradually shrank in the boiling, and finally condensed into the size of only a few drops.
Fengya put it in a special jade bottle.
“ended.”
Many people said so.
Long before the dragon elephant’s blood was condensed, the deafening whine had completely disappeared. The dragon elephant, 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 world was spinning, and the shock generated when the secret realm was broken even knocked some weak monks unconscious.
Except for those who died, everyone returned to the valley at the beginning.
“The old servant has seen the little saint.”
“Ah, Uncle Mu.”
“Haha, it seems that the result of the little saint’s trial this time is very good.”
Seeing Fang Mingjing come out intact, the voice of the black-robed old man was not hard to hear with a smile.
His huge consciousness swept across the valley.
There were thousands of cultivators before entering, but now only two hundred people came out, and among them, Liu Guanzong’s aura disappeared.
Uncle Mu was not surprised by this result.
How evil is the talent of his little saint son? In addition to the advantage of age, the second day of the Liu family still lacked a bit of enthusiasm.
“Little Saint Son, big sister thanked you this time.”
Just when Uncle Mu was about to leave with Fang Mingjing, from a distance, he heard Da Feng’s princess shouting to this side: “Whenever you have time, come to Da Feng Huangdu to play, and I will entertain you. ”
“Oh.”
Fang Mingjing waved her hand indifferently.
Lopsided.
When the black-robed old man took a step, the surrounding scenery changed dramatically, and it was at this time that he sighed faintly:
“Da Feng’s princess is not a fuel-efficient lamp, little saint.”
“Auntie said that talking about people behind their backs is not a good behavior.”
“……Uh”
“Compared to this, I’m rich now, take me to spend some money before returning to the Holy Land.”
“Haha, okay, the old servant will take the little saint to a nearby town.”
Seeing Fang Mingjing’s high spirits, Uncle Mu was happy to follow his mood.
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