Immemorial Pill Venerable

Chapter 2233: Shura Drinking

The reason why powerhouse became a powerhouse is because of the weak.

Otherwise, no matter how strong a person is, he won’t be able to stand out in a lonely world.

The cultivators in the mirage died. Listening to them is noisy and noisy, this is a normal world.

At this time, Asura Eyes became slightly dazed, and a picture from a long time ago appeared in his mind.

A young man is holding his father’s broad palm, standing on the peak palace full of flowers, overlooking Asura Peak’s vibrant and beautiful Immortal Realm land, countless killing world’s The creatures work in the fields full of flowers.

But the young father seemed to be very happy. His stalwart body braved the mighty underworld. When the arms were raised, the terrifying Death Aura had covered the entire killing world.

"You are the god of Shura, your territory should be full of blood and killing, peace and flowers are not in line with you."

The young man raised his head slightly and hurriedly reached out and grabbed the sleeve of Pluto. Stopped the opponent, his clear eyes were bent into crescents, and his face showed a pure smile, opened the mouth and said: "I like this, because this kind of killing world is more scent of fireworks."

The young and kind-hearted Asura King stopped Pluto, just like Qin Hao broke out the sword intent to stop Shura.

Qin Hao's use of dirty soil to reincarnate has been failing, probably because of something missing.

Why not Shura, he also lost some precious things!

"Perhaps, I should depose the five-hundred-year reincarnation of the beacon." Shura thought this way, probably because he was touched by Qin Hao's words, or the goodness of the past made him temporarily change his mind.

"teacher, what's the matter with you?" Qin Hao felt Shura's eyes trance.

"Nothing." Shura's dazed eyes returned to coldness.

"Squeak."

The door of the room opened slowly, and the owner of the mirage took small steps, holding a stack of dishes in his hands, and holding two pots of fairy wine behind him. The palms are thin and the hands and feet come in.

"Two gods, please use it slowly." The fatty put it on the table respectfully, and the one cautiously standing by the side, waiting for dispatch at any time.

"Go out." Asura Path, the calm voice was like a winter wind pierced into the bone marrow. Fatty and thin palms shuddered, quickly turned around and stepped out, and concealed the door. it is good.

"teacher, please." Qin Hao raised the jade pot and poured a glass for Shura. The wine in the room was full of fragrance, the meat and vegetables were all in front of me, and the dao fruit moistened the throat.

The knives, colors, and tastes are impeccable. The mirage is like a Great Desolate station. They buy and sell high grade ingredients from God World nearby. They are carefully crafted. These ingredients themselves Very high value, can help the gods.

But for the cultivation of Qin Hao's upcoming perfect 6 meridians, the effect is minimal, and it is even more useless for Shura.

However, it is still possible to relieve fatigue.

Shura coldly squinted at the wine cup in front of him, and the contempt in his expression made no secret. He only smelled the smell of the wine and knew that the quality was not good, which belonged to the chaff.

He dignified the god of Shura, once the Asura King of the Nether Realm, and he used to drink the nectar of Nether Jelly and Resurrection Lily.

However, this little Heavenly Dao can't be compared with the ancient Ming realm at the time, Shura is indeed a little tired, and he reluctantly picked up the wine cup and sipped a bit, like the cold of a dead cold pool. His eyes suddenly raised a layer of ripples, his expression was faintly intoxicated, surprisedly said: "This taste... delicious."

"Wala."

Qin Hao almost made the jade pot The wine in the wine is poured out, is the god Shura in front of him really?

"Hey, the fatty who eavesdropped outside the door, immediately bring all your wine up to me, all..." Shura drank his head and drank it, never drinking anything outside of the Netherworld River. Water, and I have never tasted wine outside the realm of the world. This little Heavenly Dao's wine is very special and very fresh. Just as Qin Hao said, it has such a smell of fireworks.

Plop!

Outside the door, the owner of the mirage almost kneeled on the ground, holding on to the door frame and barely standing on his heels. His head was full of cold sweat. He did not overhear. He vowed to stay outside just for the convenience of the two. God calls.

"dong dong dong." A soft knock on the door sounded.

"What's wrong?" As soon as Shura stopped drinking, he just got a little bit of interest and was frequently disturbed.

"Junior...Junior Lu Shen, Ogura Heavenly Dao, the sect master of Qing Sword Sect, the reserve guard of the Sword King Temple, I don’t know which senior in our world is here, and whether there is a place where Junior can serve. "The voice outside the door said very respectfully.

The more Shura listened, the more deadly his eyes became.

"Oh, I am a mirage with my family teacher, to do some mysterious tasks, you can do your own work, don't delay here." Qin Hao blushed with shame peeked at Shura.

It's not that he doesn't want to open the door to let people from the sword world come in. It's really that there is a killer sitting here.

"Junior understands, I hope the two seniors have a safe journey." The voice outside the door said, after speaking, he disappeared on his own initiative.

"Master, the senior shelf inside is too..." a small dísciple said.

"Shut up." The middle-aged man lowered his voice and scolded severely, and then returned to their room with a group of people.

These little dísciples don't know anything about the high level of the sword world, but the middle-aged knows a little bit, so they know what tasks the two "seniors" are going to perform.

When the sword world was suffering, the three god masters and the Three Realms peak Sword God fought desperately to escort a genius out of the clutches of the Tianzhao army. To this day whereabouts unknown.

Nowadays, the sword world has slowly stabilized, and often send cultivation profound powers out, hoping to find news of that genius.

I want to come, the two seniors just now should be too, absolutely not to be disturbed, let alone divulging.

I never met Qin Hao in the middle-aged. Qin Hao's position in the sword world was too high. He could sit shoulder-to-shoulder with Princess Princess of Three Realms.

As for the current whereabouts of Qin Hao, it is unknown, but the senior leaders of the sword world have been thinking about his safety and looking forward to finding him back!

……

Drinking several altars in a row, swept away the fatty with a wave of hands, and brought nearly a hundred altars of wine, and Shura's blushing and drunken patted abdomen was happy, It was more pleasing to the fatty who was kneeling on the ground, thinking about rewarding him.

But the owner of this mirage is really not blessed to accept Shura's eyes. From those eyes, he only feels death is approaching, just like Death God is in summon him.

Finally, when Shura moved towards fatty took a drunk step, fatty fainted and fell to the ground.

"good-for-nothing." Shura kicked the meat ball on the ground, and his fingertips flashed the ring, took out a dark Divine Stone, and threw it at the mirage owner Body.

Immediately, Qin Hao saw countless undead souls crawling out of the Divine Stone and howling into the body of the fatty.

Fatty was convulsed and convulsed during the fainting. Foam sprayed in his mouth, and his body was wrapped in strong dead air, but he quickly calmed down. After calming down, the amount of Soul Power exuded was obvious. The increase.

"Good wine...go...hiccup..." Shura took a sip from the wine jar to his head, then laughed three times before flying into a bunch of dark divine light and piercing through Nine Heavens. Sailed outside Heavenly Dao.

"You fatty, good fate." Qin Hao glanced at the black Divine Stone. The stone completely lost its spirit, turned into yellow, and then shattered.

But from this moment on, Qin Hao understands that this fatty will be immune to the deadly spirit in Great Desolate Avenue, and will not be affected by curses, bones and souls, unless Dao’s will is too much stronger than fatty. . On the other hand, any divine force that rubbed the side of Ming Dao will be invalidated from Fatty's body. The strongest ghost guard under the ghosts comes, and he has to walk around the owner of the mirage.