The North Sea Demon King showed a huge fear on his face, and he opened his bloody mouth and shouted, "Breaking it out for me!"

The word "explosion" was revealed, and his torso and arms exploded, shattered and turned into a human figure. The human figure was not paralyzed, his body shrank, drilled into the water, and disappeared.

The moment the North Sea Demon King fled, hundreds of demon frogs left plunged into the Luo River and disappeared.

Wang Xiaoqiang shot an arrow in the air and was about to plunge into the water to chase after him, but he heard the voice just now saying, "Don't chase the enemy!"

Wang Xiaoqiang paused when he heard this, and then he saw four figures flashing in front of him, from four directions, southeast, west and north.

These four figures, three men and one woman.

The older one is about forty years old, and the youngest is the woman, who looks twenty-five years old. She is about the same age as Wang Xiaoqiang.

The cultivation level of these four people is not low.

Although that woman is not old, she actually has the cultivation level of the eighth level of the Immortal Lord.

The remaining three men are all powerful men at the level of the Immortal Saint.

The oldest man, who was about forty years old, had the highest cultivation level and reached the third level of the Immortal Saint.

Wang Xiaoqiang thought to himself, no wonder the North Sea Demon King escaped so quickly. It turned out that he was not only afraid of my arrows, but most probably feared these four strong men.

After the four people appeared, they flashed and arrived in front of Wang Xiaoqiang. The four eyes stared at Wang Xiaoqiang and looked at him. Curiosity and appreciation appeared in their eyes.

Wang Xiaoqiang hugged his fists and said, "Thank you four for help. Otherwise, I wonder how long it will take to fight hard?"

The strong man at the third level of the Immortal Saint standing in front waved his hand and smiled with a kind look on his face, "Wang Xiaoqiang, don't be polite. In fact, we are not here to help you. The North Sea Monster King is our old enemy of the fairy tale. We have the responsibility and obligation to kill him, but in fact, we are here for him."

"Uh," Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly realized when he heard this, and then asked another question that made people laugh: "You are Xianxia... Xianxia, ​​which sect is it?"

The woman among the four laughed and said, "The fairy tale is not a sect or an organization, but a title."

"Title... Uh, I understand," Wang Xiaoqiang thought of the martial arts novels he had read while on Earth. He suddenly realized, saying, "Immortals are immortals who are heroic and righteous, right?"

The woman smiled gently and said, "It's so smart. Basically, this is the case. However, people who can be called immortal heroes are not only heroes but also cultivators who kill more than a hundred demons and ten demon generals. They dare to call themselves immortal heroes..."

The cultivator at the third level of the Immortal Saint waved his hand and smiled, "Wang Xiaoqiang, don't listen to her, it's not like that. In fact, the immortal god is like what you said. The chivalrous and righteous cultivator can be called immortal god... The immortal god is not divided into country, for example, I am not from the Huanglong Empire, and the three of them are not all from the Huanglong Empire. When the immortal god is brave and righteous, they are also divided into country. For example, we kill demons this time, span dozens of empires, and no matter which country we go to, we will kill as long as we encounter demons..."

Wang Xiaoqiang was moved when he heard this, and he clasped his fists solemnly and said, "Uh, four fairy tales, are you ignorant, are you ignorant, are you ignorant, are you ignorant? How dare you ask about your name Gao?"

"My name is Zhao Changtian," the cultivator at the third level of the Immortal Saint introduced himself, and then pointed to the woman who had just spoken and said, "She is called Guan Qingsi."

"Hello! Wang Xiaoqiang." The black hair in the hall looked very easy to touch, and she smiled brightly at Wang Xiaoqiang. Her eyes were filled with a thousand smiles, revealing a bit of fine teeth.

Wang Xiaoqiang only discovered that this woman named Guan Qingshi might not be stunning when she first saw her first day, but she looked very friendly and the more she looked, the more she looked, the more beautiful she looked. She was very attractive and had a very charming one. The one that looked particularly beautiful was black silk, very dense, spread on her shoulders, shiny as black silk, with a green jade hairpin on it.

Successful, simple, simple, generous, lively, and a slight charm.

After Wang Xiaoqiang stared at her and was stunned for a moment, he quickly lowered his head and said, "Hello, sister-in-law."

"What? The nurse's sister..." Guan Qingsi said in surprise and shyly.

The other three laughed, and their faces showed a look of sarcasm.

"I'm only twenty-three years old. If you call me the nurse's sister, you will be called old even if you don't grow old." Guan's beautiful eyes turned pale with her eyes.

"Uh, I'm so embarrassed! I have a poor eye. Please forgive me if I offend you." Wang Xiaoqiang felt ashamed and thought to himself that the black hair in this museum looked 25 or 26 years old. Why are women who practice Taoism? They should have the skills to keep their faces alive, so how can they get older as they practice?

"Oh, I can't blame Wang Xiaoqiang for this. Who made you a big girl run around like a man all day long? It's so feng shui sunny that I don't take a shower for a year or two, so it would be strange if I don't look old..." A man behind joked.

Before he finished speaking, the elbow was pounded by the Qingsi on his elbow. She looked back and glared at the man with shame, and said, "You haven't taken a shower for only a year and a half, I've been taking a bath once a week."

"Okay, stop making trouble, come on, Wang Xiaoqiang, I'll introduce you. This person is called Li Xingtang, and this person is called Wang Dali. Wang Dali is the authentic Huanglong Empire." Zhao Changtian pointed to the two men behind and introduced.

Wang Xiaoqiang hugged the two of them and said, "Brother Li, Brother Wang, you are polite."

Li Xingtang and Wang Dali also hugged Wang Xiaoqiang and grinned, with a silly look on their faces.

Wang Xiaoqiang thought to himself, the fairy tale is indeed extraordinary, and he has a sense of boldness and chivalrous spirit on his body. Well, we must make friends with them this time. Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoqiang asked, "Hey? Brother Zhao, how do you know my name?"

"Tsk, the champion of the Huanglong Empire's Armor Conference, Qianhuhou of Yuedi, your name Wang Xiaoqiang has long been revealed to the Huanglong Empire," Zhao Changtian said, showing his appreciation and admiration, and said, "But Wang Xiaoqiang, what you admire is not your winning the championship, but your spirit of not fearing power and daring to fight against the powerful..."

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't expect that his reputation had already broken out of national boundaries, and he didn't expect that his performance would be admired. He felt a little proud in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on the surface and said modestly, "Oh, Brother Zhao is so serious, it's actually nothing. You just don't understand the inside story... By the way, three elder brothers and the museum sisters, since they have arrived in Yue, then go to the mansion to welcome some of them. Let's chat at the dinner table, how about it?"

When the Qingsi heard Wang Xiaoqiang call her the sister of the library again, his beautiful eyes couldn't help but turn Wang Xiaoqiang's eyes white, flattened his red lips but said nothing.

When Zhao Changtian heard that there was alcohol, his face showed excitement on his face, and he clasped his fists and said, "That's disturbing!"

"You guys, don't be polite!" Wang Xiaoqiang said that, and guided him in front and flew towards the Luoshui City Hou Mansion with four fairy tales.

Wang Xiaoqiang's clone was left to handle the funeral.
Chapter completed!