War God Asura

Xing Jue guessed that he always felt that these changes were caused after the Jingxin Water was collected, but he was not sure, and could not find the answer for a while.

Then he shouted several times again, trying to talk to the mysterious ancient existence, but the existence seemed to be asleep and didn't ring again.

In the end, Xing Jue gave up. He knew that if that person didn't care about him, it would be useless even if he called again.

Since he said that Xing Jue had enough strength to come back, then Xing Jue would wait until he had enough strength to come here to find out.

"Wow, it's still more comfortable outside."

Xing Jue left the hell of reincarnation and returned to the outside world. The first feeling he felt was comfort. Without the inexplicable uneasiness and the weird depression, Xing Jue's whole person was also much more energetic.

"It took three days in the blink of an eye, but fortunately, this trip didn't come in vain."

It was already a sunny morning, Xing Jue stepped in the air, looked at the Promise Chamber below, smiled slightly, and flew towards Xiancaoju.

He has not received any news from anyone in the past three days, but he knows that everyone must know that he has something to do not want to disturb him, and someone like Lin Shishi who knows the inside story may still worry about him.

Now that he has successfully obtained the fire of hell, Xing Jue naturally wants to report her safety to Lin Shishi quickly, lest she continue to worry about herself.

"Oh, there seems to be a visitor."

"This breath... is the head teacher Hong Qiang!!"

"No, why is his breath so weak? Could it be..."

However, Xing Jue had just approached the mountain where Xiancaoju was located, his face changed for a while, and then only a flash of light flashed, and he instantly sank into the Xiancaoju.

Chapter 725 Dust Sealed King City

Inside Xiancaoju, the four elders, Lin Shishi, Fang Lianyi, Han Xue, Yao Di, these future successors of the Promise Academy are all here.

At this moment, everyone looked sad, looking at a big bed full of strange fragrance with their worried eyes.

Before the bed, Lin Shishi knelt down in tears, she couldn't cry.

On the bed with faint light lingering, a middle-aged man is dying with no skin, and this is Hong Qiang, the instructor of the Promise Academy.

"Wh" a stream of light flashed, and Xing Jue appeared in the room instantly.

"Hong Qiang? What...what's going on?" Looking at the extremely weak Hong Qiang, Xing Jue's face also became tense.

"Xing Jue, hurry, save the master teacher!" As soon as Xing Jue appeared, the elders and disciples began to call out loudly as if they had seen a savior.

"Shishi, let me see." Xing Jue came to the bed and first stuffed a pill into Hong Qiang's mouth, and then he began to detect his injuries.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Xing Jue. How much they hoped that Xing Jue could really save Hong Qiang. After all, Hong Qiang was the true pillar of the Promise Court.