The three squads that had split up earlier finally convened at Holy Dragon Lake.
"If he hasn't died, that means his luck is good!"
Seeing Zhang Xiaofan, Liu Qilin quietly said.
Zhang Xiaofan's encounter with the Green-Eyed Flood Dragon was already known to Liu Qilin, Liu Lingzhi, Qin Hai, and Qin Hu.
When they first heard this news, Liu Qilin and Qin Hai were thrilled,
They thought that Zhang Xiaofan was bound to die!
After all, the Green-Eyed Flood Dragon was a rare monster among the hundred thousand mountains.
In front of it, a cultivator at the Qi Movement Realm could only serve as food.
However, the result disappointed them.
Not only was Zhang Xiaofan not dead, but he also killed the Green-Eyed Flood Dragon himself.
Liu Qilin and Qin Hai were not only unhappy, but they also felt as uncomfortable as if they had eaten excrement.
In their eyes, that bastard Zhang Xiaofan was just really lucky.
