celestial reincarnation

Chapter 253 The Eve of the Great War
Everyone in the restaurant was chatting, and the sound of steady and powerful footsteps sounded from the stairs, as if there was a rhythm of avenues, each step stepped on people's hearts, and many people upstairs couldn't help but hold their breath , looking intently in the direction of the stairs.

The first thing I saw was a head of long golden hair beating like flames, and then a pair of eyes full of high fighting spirit appeared, with a lonely smile on the handsome face, and a pair of white wings growing from behind, flowing With bright divine brilliance, it seems that he was born to fight.

When his footsteps completely reached the second floor, although there was no strong energy fluctuation on his tall and straight body, he naturally exuded an aura of looking down on the world, his strength was unfathomable, and Ling Chen couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"Jihad Angel Taylor!" Someone shouted out his name in awe.

"It's him! It is said that this person is invincible at the same level in the Southwest Sanctuary, he was born for war, he lives for war, and his strength is unfathomable..." Many people whispered in surprise.

Taylor walked to a table indifferently, sat down, ordered some food and drinks casually, a pair of eyes full of fighting intent scanned the heroes without any scruples, and all the monks he glanced at could not help but close their eyes. The mouth is unparalleled.

On the table next to him, a young man removed the cloud covering his face, revealed a handsome face, smiled lightly, raised his glass, and said, "Brother Tai, what do you think of the battle between Shengzi Tianji and Ling Chen? "

"Du Mingyuan! This is Ming Jianzong's successor, unexpectedly he is also upstairs." Someone exclaimed.

Taylor had a drink by himself and said calmly, "Both of them will die."

"Oh? Not necessarily? Brother Tai is very familiar with the combat power of the two?" Du Mingyuan said with a smile on his eyebrows.

Taylor said casually: "I haven't seen the two of them, so I don't know how powerful they are."

"Then why did you say that both of them will die?" Someone next to him couldn't help interjecting.

Taylor's eyes were bright, and he said indifferently: "Both are the proud sons of heaven, what they say will never be a joke, since it is a battle of life and death, one person must fall, and I will kill the winner, So both will die."

"hiss!"

Many people couldn't help but gasped. Is this person so confident?Both Ling Chen and Duan Xiang are arrogances who can fight across realms, but he threatened to kill the winner without any scruples!

On the seat not far from Ling Chen, a young man with a stern expression couldn't help shouting: "Arrogance! The barbarians in the Southwest dare to speak wild words?"

Taylor shot two killing lights in his eyes, Sen Leng said: "Who do you call a barbarian?"

The stern young man's breath stagnated, he forced himself to calm down, glanced at Du Mingyuan, and then continued: "That is to say, you are a generation who sits in a well and watches the sky, our holy son of Tianji Holy Land will definitely be able to beat Ling Chen, and when the time comes You call back to the southwest."

"Noisy!" Taylor waved his right hand lightly, emitting a holy and pure radiance, forming a milky white mask, instantly enveloping the young man, whose flesh and blood melted at a visible speed.

"Purifying divine light! It is said to be the purifying divine light that melts everything!" Someone recognized this rare magical power.

"laugh!"

The sword light was dazzling, and a bright sword light shot out from Du Mingyuan's body, slashing at the milky white mask. The mask trembled violently, but it didn't shatter. It melted the stern young man into ashes, and then slowly withdrew.

Du Mingyuan made friends with Duan Xiang. Now that Duan Xiang is not here, the young master of Tianji Holy Land was beheaded in front of his eyes, which made him feel a little uncomfortable, and his handsome face became gloomy. He said with a sneer: "You are too much!" Already!"

Taylor said indifferently: "He speaks rudely, damn it. What? Do you want to make a move too?"

"Just about to learn!" Before Du Mingyuan finished his sentence, there was a crisp sound of swords all over his body, as if there were thousands of swords screaming in his body, and a dazzling sword glow shot out from between the chopsticks, and hit Taylor's eyebrows.

Taylor's expression was indifferent, and he sat without moving. The purified divine light reappeared, and the holy and pure light enveloped the sword light, which melted away in a moment. He said flatly: "You are not weak, but you can't beat me."

Du Mingyuan's face turned pale, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he snorted coldly, and stopped speaking, his eyes were filled with anger and horror.

The battle between the two ended like this, and people hadn't realized it so quickly, and they were even more shocked by the strength of this jihad angel. Could this guy really behead the winner?
Du Mingyuan was suppressed with one move, and Ling Chen was a little surprised. Although Du Mingyuan must have other extraordinary means if there is a big fight, Taylor must have reservations. If he really wants to stand up, Du Mingyuan will lose in all likelihood. .

"Squeak..."

The door of a private room opened, revealing a tall figure inside, exuding a faint breath of time, like an ancient demon god, as if not in this time and space.Sitting next to him was a magnificent woman with a noble aura and a faint smile on her face.

"Brothers and sisters of the Gu family!" Someone revealed their identities.

With a faint smile on Gu Yuetian's face, he raised his glass to invite Taylor and Du Mingyuan, and said, "Gu has a thousand year old wine, why don't you two come over and taste it together?"

"Invitation from outstanding people, accompanied by good wine and beautiful women, why not?" Taylor laughed loudly, got up and left his seat, and walked towards the private room where Gu Yuetian was.

Du Mingyuan hesitated for a moment, then followed suit.

At this moment, Ling Chen's expression changed, and he looked in the direction of the stairs as if feeling something.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

There was a sound of footsteps, as if stepping on everyone's hearts with every step, there was an unspeakable pressure, no weaker than when Taylor appeared just now.

A man with blood-red hair appeared at the top of the stairs. He was tall and handsome, with blood-colored brows on his temples, adding a sense of evil to his handsome face. He looked rebellious. He held a very domineering blood-colored long knife in his hand. Thousands of Shura danced wildly, exuding the bloody aura.

Ling Chen secretly said in his heart: "Yan Changkong! It really is him, no wonder the aura of the six holy weapons appeared in the soul just now."

Others in the restaurant also recognized Yan Changkong's origin, and couldn't help but look at the blood-colored long knife in his hand with fiery eyes. If he was Yan Changkong, then the blood-colored long knife in his hand must be the holy soldier of Shura Dao!But thinking of his unparalleled combat power, everyone put out their thoughts of taking his Shura Saber. This is a real demon king, and his great reputation is all earned by killing him.

Gu Yuetian invited again: "I have admired brother Yan's name for a long time, if you don't dislike it, please come in and talk about it."

Yan Changkong glanced at him indifferently, shook his head and refused and said, "Thank you, Yan still likes to sit by the window." As he spoke, he walked straight to where Ling Chen was, and sat down directly regardless of whether Ling Chen agreed or not. down.

Gu Yuetian raised her eyebrows, but didn't say much, she didn't close the door of the private room, and asked Du Mingyuan with a smile: "Brother Du is on good terms with Tianji Shengzi, do you know when he will arrive?"

Du Mingyuan had also calmed down at this time, and said with a faint smile, "Brother Duan will be at the Emperor's City tonight, and we can get together then."

Many cultivators in the restaurant also chatted excitedly after hearing the words. They were talking about the upcoming World War I, and a few people were paying attention to Yan Changkong. He gave a reason to decline Gu Yuetian's invitation.

Yan Changkong held the bloody long knife, and said to Ling Chen carelessly: "I'll sit here, you buy me food, and I buy you a drink."

Ling Chen was not afraid of Yan Changkong, on the contrary, he admired him a little, and immediately said with a smile: "That depends on what kind of wine you have."

Many people in the restaurant showed surprise on their faces, secretly guessing the origin of this master, dare to talk to Yan Changkong like this, are they tired of work?
Yan Changkong didn't care, he flicked Xuefa back, took out two wine jars with his backhand, put them on the table for a meal, and said with a big laugh: "A man should drink strong wine, Huangquan's heart wine, this wine is made of wine. Brewed from the Yellow Spring in the Underworld, do you dare to drink it?"

"Why don't you dare?" Ling Chen smiled brightly, picked up a wine jug and took a sip, the hot liquor flowed down his throat and went straight into his stomach, his internal organs seemed to be burned by a raging fire, although he was not as good as the king of heaven The drunk was even stronger, but it also made Ling Chen drink very happily.

"Courageous!" Yan Changkong praised, picked up the wine jar and drank.

"Wine is good wine, but there are no good dishes. We can only serve wine with spiritual fruits." Ling Chen smiled lightly, and took out a plate of spiritual fruits out of thin air in his right hand and placed them on the table. Each is different, full of inspiration.

This scene left everyone in the restaurant speechless for a while, since this kind of spiritual fruit can be easily taken out, is this person also a holy son of a certain holy place?No one in the field could see Ling Chen's true face clearly, even some people with heavenly eyes could only see a hazy face and secretly guess Ling Chen's origin.

"Brother Yan is coming to Emperor God City this time, will he make a move?" A handsome young man couldn't help asking.

Yan Changkong chewed a dragon-shaped spiritual fruit, drank it, and then responded indifferently: "Yan is only here to watch the battle."

"Which of the two of them do you think will win?" the young man asked curiously.

Yan Changkong's gaze swept across Ling Chen, and he said casually: "As the young master of the heavens, Ling Chen will never be defeated."

"I heard that Duan Xiang also beheaded two great powers, maybe there are holy soldiers in his body, why are you so sure that Ling Chen will win?" Someone couldn't help but speak again.

Yan Changkong's expression was indifferent, and he and Ling Chen had a drink together before slowly saying: "Because he is the young master of the heavens, if he loses, he is not worthy to be called the young master of the heavens."

The others wanted to say more, seeing the impatience on Yan Changkong's face, they didn't dare to speak again for a while.

Seeing that the wine had bottomed out, Ling Chen took out two jars of Tianwangzui with his backhand, threw one of them to Yan Changkong, and said, "Taste my wine and see which one is stronger."

Yan Changkong took the jar of wine in disbelief, and then slapped the clay, his eyes lit up, he drank it, and said, "Good wine! It's stronger than Huangquan's Corrosion Heart Wine! What's the name of this wine?"

"The king is drunk! You are qualified to drink this fine wine." Ling Chen replied with a smile.

Yan Changkong said with a half-smile, "Is it because of what I just said?"

(End of this chapter)