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Chapter 138: Defeating the Three Pure Ones with One Sword, the Witch Sect’s Wine and Sword Immortal
It would be really embarrassing if he couldn't even deal with a little girl.

Sanqing was furious and took action with hatred. The veins on his forehead jumped. He waved his hand and the golden bridges of the Tai Chi diagram criss-crossed. The imprisonment fell, and the void around him was suppressed by thousands of miles.

The Pangu flag rose in the storm, and the law of force and the rhyme condensed, like a ten thousand-foot war sword. Thunderbolts fell, and the ground, water, fire, and wind on the path were annihilated, and the momentum was terrifying.

It was just a aftermath wave that escaped, and even the weaker Daluo and Quasi-Saints couldn't resist it, and they could only bleed and fly away.

Rumble!
The innate treasure attacks Wushuang, condensing unimaginable power, the laws are annihilated, and the world is swept away.

Seeing this situation, the people of the Yao clan laughed ferociously, while Chang Xi and Xihe were also extremely worried.

After all, they weren't sure about Bixiao's strength, and this drinking girl didn't know where she got her strength. She seemed to have endless resources. It was incredible that she could become stronger by drinking.

Even with their cultivation and temperament, they have never seen such an incredible understanding of monsters.

What's more, the opponent is still the Sanqing who was dragged by Pangu Yuanshen. His strength and base are extremely evil, and he has an innate treasure in his hand. He is almost invincible under the saint.

Facing such a powerful enemy, I couldn't help but sweat for Bixiao.

hum-

At this time, the clouds in the blue sky were light and the wind was gentle. A bottle of laurel wine was suffocating, and the aura in his body surged again.

The sword in her hand was also ready to strike. It was obviously an inconspicuous innate sword, but it seemed to be condensed with unimaginable sword intent, making people's hearts tremble.

With every step Bixiao took and every sip of laurel wine he took, his sword intent seemed to rise to another level, which was extremely weird.

Seeing this scene, Tongtian's expression on the opposite side changed, and he became a little solemn and unbelievable:

"Why is it that I feel extremely dangerous when she strikes down with the sword? Could it be that her sense of swordsmanship is better than mine?"

Taiqing also said in a deep voice: "Hmph, it's just a bluff, but we must not let her continue drinking. Brother Yiwei thinks that this girl was lucky enough to get the inheritance of the Chaos Demon God, and the wine gourd is definitely a high-grade treasure. "

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes lit up, showing greed.

If you can get this mysterious gourd, your strength will be almost infinitely improved. Even the Divine Thunder and Heavenly Tribulation can brew wine. Bixiao girl's method is so incredible. It's no wonder that the Sanqing Demon Emperor is also facing a formidable enemy.

Pong!
Under the unwavering gazes of the immortals, Bixiao took action calmly.

With one move of her Ten Thousand Transformations Immortal Pot, she waved her hand like a universe in her sleeves, brewing endless power.

After a few scoffs, the magic weapon and supernatural power that had been so powerful just now crashed into the sea and sank to the bottom of the gourd.

What followed was the mellow and mellow wine flavor that spread thousands of miles away.

hiss--

Suddenly, everyone changed their colors and felt shuddering, as if they had seen a ghost. Even the attack of Tai Chi Tu and Pan Gu Banner could be used to make wine. Is there any justice?

It's simply outrageous. What is the limit of this drunkard girl? Can she even use the whole innate treasure to make wine?
hum!
Just thinking about it made everyone on the field feel their scalps numb, muttering in disbelief, and feeling that their cognition had been impacted indescribably.

Looking at it now, Chang Xi and his two men are indeed a little stronger after they have found this helper. They are almost invincible under the Sage.

Even if Zixiao's three thousand guests came together, they might not be able to touch her hair.

As soon as he thought this, all the demons below were afraid of their own thoughts. How did this Taoist monk become so powerful? How could he be so powerful? It was so terrifying.

If Lin Xuan himself were here, he would be countless times more powerful than this.The demon clan murmured in shock, scared to death.Di Jun and Tai Yi, who were about to help, were also stunned and shocked. They felt extremely unbelievable and their eyes widened.

They are very clear about the cultivation level of the Sanqing Demon Emperor, and he is definitely not inferior to their brothers.Otherwise, I wouldn’t have lowered my stature and tried to win him over with various conditions.

And now I read it right, he was as strong as the Sanqing brothers and couldn't get close to him. This Bixiao was really ridiculously strong. Even Di Jun collapsed and doubted the immortality for a while.

Even if Taiqing was like this, it would be the same for any of them, which makes people feel desperate.

Di Jun's lips trembled, and he and his brother looked at each other. They both saw the shock on each other's faces, and their hearts were filled with a sense of powerlessness.

The Taoist companions of the witch master alone were already blocking all of them. If the twelve ancestral witches and Lin Xuan were here, wouldn't it be possible to wipe out the entire clan in the blink of an eye?

hiss--

Just thinking about this makes people's scalp numb, and they dare not continue to think about it.

For a moment, everyone in the Monster Clan was shocked and numb. They couldn't figure out how these people from the Wu Clan were able to cultivate. Each one was more evil than the next.

"Am I right? She can even make wine from Tai Chi Tu and Pan Gu Banner's offensive. There's nothing else she can't do."

"It's too scary. Is this the inherent strength of Wu Zun's family? Why is it so unbelievable?"

"Hiss, if you look around the world, who else is the opponent of the Wumen? Even if the saint comes in person, he will be used to make wine."

"This... this is too difficult to understand. It's no wonder that the Twelve Ancestral Witches can steal the Hongmeng Purple Qi. It turns out that the real terror of the Wumen is the mysterious Witch Lord. Even the Taoist Hongjun is extremely afraid of his existence!?"

The hundreds of millions of monsters below gasped frantically, feeling terrible about their own thoughts, and were so scared that they peed their pants.

And Sanqing's pupils shrank suddenly, and a turmoil arose in his heart. He was as shocked and horrified as anyone else.

"Damn you monster, this is impossible, it must be an illusion!" Yuanshi Tianzun roared, eyes full of disbelief.

Even if they lost to the same generation as the ancestors of the Wumen, now a drunkard girl randomly jumped out and disgraced their brothers, making people collapse and despair, and their Taoist hearts were completely messed up. It was simply outrageous.

And if they had this Ten Thousand Transformations Immortal Pot in Kunlun Mountain, why not worry about not being able to attain enlightenment and become a saint? The way of heaven would be too unfair, and all the good things would be taken away by the Wu Zun family.

"It's absolutely impossible. How could there be such a monster in the world with the magical power of wine? How on earth did this girl practice it?" Taiqing took a deep breath of cold air, feeling powerless, and collapsed and cracked on the spot.

As powerful as the Zhuxian Sword Qi, Tai Chi Tu's attacks can be taken away to make wine. Such methods are simply unheard of.

Even after the third lecture of Zixiao Palace, what you see before your eyes is far beyond the scope of everyone's understanding, no less than the skills of the supreme saint.

For a time, Sanqing's little mind was greatly shocked, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, and she couldn't breathe.

laugh--

At this time, Bixiao pointed his finger, and the sword in his hand rose into the air. The billions of meters of sword intent suddenly fell down, just between the lightning and flint.

Pong!
In the horrified eyes of the surrounding immortals who collapsed and went numb, this sword was beyond imagination, carrying rolling destructive pressure and piercing through Sanqing's figure at an incredible speed.

Boom! !
The law of boundless sword intent rolled, setting off boundless ocean waves, the world rolled back, and worlds as many as the sands of the Ganges River were annihilated in it, exuding the residual power of destruction.

This sword swept across the sky in all directions, causing even the phantoms of the Tianmen to scream in fear, and the heavens trembled.

(End of this chapter)