Chapter 7 Qingwan Fire Wine

Zhang Xingfeng and his three people entered the beautiful and fantastic free holy city.

Yuyu Holy City, the place of absolute freedom, there is no power, no management, all autonomy here, there are only big forces, of course, it is only the branch of the great forces of the spiritual world, or the power stronghold of the four mythical beasts here.

The exchange currency here... Yuanshi!

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingfeng, who was watching the Free Holy City, had a smile on the corners of his mouth: "Well, the three elders are worthy of the elders of the white tiger and mythical beast family. Their skills have reached the realm of the lower-grade gods, and there are nearly 100,000 yuan of stones on their bodies. In addition, most of the white tiger people captured are immortal emperors. The strength of the immortal king seems to be also the upper class of the white tiger clan, which even adds up to 50,000 yuan. So many stones are enough!"

Zhang Xingfeng learned from the three elders that the mythical beast world and the spiritual world are common to Yuanshi. The value of Yuanshi here is equivalent to the value of Xianjing in the fairyland, and even the value of Yuanshi is higher.

But here, Xianjing is completely worthless, just like the soil of the fairyland.

"Second brother. Where are we going? Let's just hang around like this!" Xiaolong muttered to Zhang Xingfeng.

Yu Yan took Zhang Xingfeng's shoulder and said sweetly, "Brother Feng, go, I'll go!" When Zhang Xingfeng heard this, he not only looked at Yu Yan and smiled.

"Two disgusting guys..." Xiaolong walked in a low voice and saw a fairy crystal on the road (as common as some stones on the street), so he kicked it violently.

"Bun!"

The fairy crystal stone slammed into the group of people.

That man is a big man in the spiritual world. The big man suddenly turned his head and stared at Xiaolong and shouted, "Damn, you bastard didn't kick it!"

Xiaolong grinned and seemed to find a very interesting thing. He blinked and looked at the big man

: "Well, what's wrong with the boy kicking you? Would you like to come again?

The big man looked at Xiaolong's smile and was immediately furious and roared, "Dasdamn, I..." The big man had just turned his fist and was about to rush over, but the elegant scholar beside him was about to hold him.

"Shu, hold back, do you know who the other party is? I can't even see through my opponent. Do you still want to do it? Don't die. No one cares about killing people in this free city. Be careful!"

As soon as the big man heard this, he secretly put up with it and was about to turn around and leave.

How could Xiaolong make such a fun thing end so simply?

"Hey, hey! The one is called Hanhu, tiger-headed and tiger-headed, but I'm just not used to seeing it related to tigers. Be honest and honest. Come here, mother, I didn't hear it. I need the elder to give you a few mouths before you come here!" Xiaolong looked at Han Hu not to provoke him, but became more and more arrogant.

Hanhu's whole body began to tremble, his fists clenched tightly, and the blue veins began to protrude from the surface of the skin. Obviously, Han Hu was forcing himself.

The scholar next to him immediately said, "Be careful, stupid tiger, this guy actually knows your name

Zhang Xingfeng was stunned, King Xiaoyao. He called himself King Xiaoyao, a person of the White Tiger clan, you know, but... He just found that it seemed that the person next door had a faint dragon power. If it hadn't been for the profound mental cultivation, Zhang Xing's body would have been really imperceptible. Obviously, the other party's skills had at least reached the realm of the lower god!

The three elders of the dragon clan, Sui Feng, the leader of the dark dragon clan, smiled, carried wine glasses, lifted the curtains between each other's rooms, and walked in. At the same moment, Suifeng's powerful force in an instant had found the shopkeeper and the second to force out of the elegant room.

"Hello, King Xiaoyao, please allow me to introduce myself. I'm here to make friends with you. Oh, your brother seems to be a good drinker...

Sui Feng turned his eyes to Xiaolong.