Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1566: Please drink alcohol
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Seeing that Kui Niu's war intentions are high, Ye Chen didn't say anything, just smiled slightly.
He still knows the roots of the Kui Niu ’s combat power, and is comparable to the emperor Jiu Xian of the same rank.
In the meantime, there was another ray of blood at the corner of his mouth, but it was black and doped with lightning.
The Kui Ni frowned again, squinting his eyes, lingering in divine glow, staring at 'Nascent Divinity' of Ye Chen, "Seventh, what kind of exercises are you practicing, this backlash is so domineering."
"I have been criticized for many years, it doesn't matter." Ye Chen smiled with relief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He didn't intend to explain the reason to Kui Niu. The sword **** was helpless, let alone Kui Niu.
"I can't understand you more and more." Kui Niu let out a deep voice, his eyes flashing a deep meaning.
Ye Chen smiled, and only looked at his head to drink, the backlash that evolved on Sunday was indeed overbearing.
He has not yet found any kind of power that can resist its invasion. It is a fate, and it is ultimately destiny. The unparalleled deduction will eventually pay a painful price.
At night, it was getting deeper, the silhouettes of small restaurants were becoming scarce, and there were also three or two drunks who were drunk. They also hid in the corner and drank sullenly.
"Have you heard? The Thunder Warrior has once again destroyed the Demon Clan Quasi Saint King." I remembered the Ye Chen who had left, and after hearing these words outside the door, I consciously sat back.
Soon, the three figures stepped into this small restaurant one by one, a sloppy old man, a bald man, and the third one was normal, but a young boy with good looks.
Whether it is a handsome young man, a bald man, or a sloppy old man, they are all old guys of genuine. They are cultivated at the Quasi Saint level, and their ages are similar, about 1,000 years old.
The three Xu came from afar, all of them are servants of wind and dust, just sitting on their forefoot, the bald man started to spray, "Laozi is really looking, the demon Quasi Saint king was torn by birth."
"I don't know, where did the thunder war body come out." Qingxiu teenager sighed said, "These days, the demon clan has arrested him, but he has made blood, and the bounty on the wanted order is enough. To build an army of cultivator, so many people, but he didn't catch him. "
"Xuanhuang is really a talented person." The sloppy old man started with a slap in the face, and he also kept a tongue out, "The former is 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique', the latter is the Thunder War Body, the top fierce!"
"The battle body and the holy body are still waiting." The bald man drunk a pot of spirits.
"When you are doing things, you must serve 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique', that is the ruthless character, from Xuanhuang Xinghai to Yaochi Festival, from Yaochi Festival to Donghuang Ancient City, from Donghuang Ancient City to ancient ruins, from ancient ruins to Xuanhuang South Region Along the way, where is the lively scene, the movement is bigger and bigger every time, and the celestial master who died in his hands ca n’t talk about it, then he has to talk about groups. ”
"Donghuang, Zhongzhou, Nanyu, Xuanhuang five domains, he made three, he blasted the sky."
"It's a pity that no matter how strong the Holy Body is, it can't escape the desire of all races." Qingxiu's youth shook his head helplessly. "It's such a worldly demon, buried in the underworld, people can't help but sigh."
"Visually, the Thunder War Body will also follow the Holy Body. There is no strong force behind it to support it. One person's strength, how can it be opposed to the Great Clan, the Holy Body is a **** example."
"Who said no? I wait ..." The old grungy man stopped before he had finished speaking, just because a ghostly shadow came out at their wine table. Needless to say, it is Ye Chen, wearing a black robe and wearing a ghost mask, very mysterious.
"Who are you!" The handsome young man and the bald man also looked sideways, scanning the Ye Chen up and down. We were talking about Zhenghuan, and you screamed out, scaring Laozi almost urinating.
"Three Daoyou friends, I asked for this drink." Ye Chen smiled slightly, very generously.
"This ... what a shame." Someone asked to drink, and the three of them instantly smiled.
"I just listened to the three talking about the Thunder Warrior, and I like to listen to gossip." Ye Chen also sat down and smiled at the three. "I don't know where the warbody is at the moment, I want to see it."
"The last time was outside the Fodu City, it was there, and he beheaded a Quasi Saint king of the demon clan." said the bald man, who took his hands short and ate his mouth soft, he was very dedicated.
"Outside of Fodu City." Ye Chen murmured, and a map appeared in his mind. There was Fodu City on it, which is also a clean area of Buddha Gate. It is far away from this city, at least 8 million miles.
"The demon clan is really irritated this time." Qingxiu took a sip of wine and took over the words. "The wanted order was issued, and the Quartet was called to chase the war body. The battle was very vast."
"The young generation's arrogance, such as Phoenix God Son, God Clan God Son, Demon Clan God Son, Extermination God Body and Immortal Clan God Son, also participated in it. They want to use the war body as a training target, rush to kill each other, and all the threats are to fight The body is blood and bones, the emperor is competing for the hero. "
"If you want to say that the battle body is also really hanging, the monster family and the God Son of such tribes are so huge battle, he is not caught him." Sloppy old man also said, sighed continued.
"God is haunted and has a fight with that holy body." The bald man drank blushing and had a thick neck.
Three people, the rise of what you said in one word, as a guest, Ye Chen sat steadily.
Obviously, his brows are frowned. The hotter the three men sprayed, the deeper and deeper his brows. Xiao Chen ’s situation was very optimistic. The problem is, he did n’t know where Xiao Chen was at the moment.
A ray of breeze blew, and he got up, coming fast, and going fast, with a whine.
Seeing this, the three bald men howled, "You damn, paid for the wine!"
Ye Chen stepped out of the restaurant and did not respond. Only one storage bag flew back to the small restaurant.
At this time, the three of them felt relieved, each squeezing their sleeves, drinking with their belly open, and chatting very cheerfully.
I do n’t know what it would look like to let them know that it ’s the Eucharist that invited them to drink.
On the street, Ye Chen and Kui Niu walked side by side. Their faces were not very good-looking.
Although it is late at night, there are still many people walking on the street, mostly street tea stalls, and there is a lot of discussion, talking about the thunder body, and occasionally 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique' .
"Dare to adjust our family's eighth, do it, you must do it." Kui Niu's hot Niu Temper came up again, scolding all the way, both Ye Chen's brother and naturally his brother.
"I don't know where he is, it's a little tricky!" Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, and then went to Fodu City again, Xiao Chen must be no longer there. He needs more accurate information before he can leave.
"Let's go to Spirit Mountain first. If he is not sure, he will join in the fun." Kui Niu touched his chin.
"You and I thought of a piece, go to Spirit Mountain first." Ye Chen smiled and went straight to the teleportation array.
"Come all here, go to the forbidden area and forget the river." Kui Niu stepped forward and grabbed him, "Spirit Mountain ** is three days later, there is enough time, listen to me, it is true. "
Ye Chen has no choice but to let the Kui Niu pull, flew out of the Forgotten Ancient City, and headed straight to the West Desert Restricted Area.
The night sky is deep, the broken stars are like dust, and the west desert is solemn and peaceful, accompanied by tranquility and tranquility.
It's night, and the Forgotten River is calm, intertwined with mysterious power, and transformed into ancient visions. It can be seen that the Phoenix Dance can be seen for nine days, and the dragon can be seen circling, which is very extraordinary.
Star Radiance moonlight hangs down, covering it with a layer of dazzling coat, adding a ray of inexplicable mystery, but that moonlight cannot hide its ancients, and Star Radiance cannot cover its vicissitudes.
Many people are standing outside the Forgotten River, and some are wandering far away, looking out over the sea.
These people are not natives of the West Desert, but are outsiders. Those who are going to Spirit Mountain to listen to Lord Sakyamuni **, even if they come to West Desert, how can they not come to forget the Sichuan Forbidden Area and see it as curiosity.
"Forbidden area forgets the river, because it is well-deserved." Some people were emotional, but they didn't dare to step forward, but just looked far, the dream-like sea was quite unreal and full of mystery.
"So many gorgeous pictures are intertwined, and the river is not as terrible as the legend."
"It's so light, it's better to go in and see." Some people sneered. "It can stand shoulder to shoulder with Donghuang Purgatory, Southern Territory Nether Earth, Beiyue Huangquan, and Zhongzhou Tianxu."
"A few days ago, 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique' was buried in the underworld, which is an excellent proof."
In a word, the people present could not help but shudder. They have heard about the Southern Region. In addition to the Eucharist, there are two Great Saint holy kings, and their deaths are very miserable.
Because of that miserable situation, nine Quasi Emperors such as Jinwu and Kunpeng were deterred. Rao was all scorned by them, let alone those who were low-cultivated, and stepped into the restricted area arbitrarily.
The world has reason to believe that forgetting the river shoulders with the underworld must also be terrifying.
Many people from the horizon came to stop at a distance. They did n’t dare to get close. They just watched from a distance.
Ren is lively outside, but Wangchuan is quiet, the water is calm, there is no slight waves, and if you look carefully, you can see that there are people in the depths of Wangchuan, like dreams and dreams.
It was a woman, sitting there quietly, holding her knees, the breeze was indifferent, and a flick of light touched her hair, and a ray of patting on her cheek.
This woman, needless to say, is Ji Ningshuang, which is Dongshen Yaochi, expression poignant, lovable, world-famous, suffocating and suffocating.
Since never forgetting this, she sat there, like an ice statue, motionless.
Who would have thought that the exquisite Dongshen, in a word, would seem to be lost to the gods, like the beautiful eyes of the water, dim and dull, just like the water of the forgotten river, the silence of death.
I do n’t know when I saw her, and she looked quietly out of Wangchuan. She seemed to be able to see people who watched Wangchuan from afar. She could see them, but they could n’t see her.
She smiled poignantly, feeling that the wind was getting colder and colder, and her weak and tender body curled up.
Of course, just as she closed her eyes, two figures fell outside the river and stood in the void.
In a flash, her dim eyes bloomed with fairy light, tears slipped, and crystal sparkling.
It was Ye Chen. She could clearly see that even though he was wearing a black robe and he was wearing a ghost mask, everything was false in her dim eyes, and she remembered his eyes.