fifth form

Chapter 345 The Fallen Heaven

"Xianting!"

In the secret place of Kunlun Ruins, the thunder in the hands of the emperor has not been extinguished, and it stays in the palm of his hand like a residual flame.

The Heavenly Court is no longer the Heavenly Court of the past, and he is no longer the high-ranking Heavenly Emperor of the past.

Withdrawing from the supreme throne, his name of Emperor of Heaven was also changed to Emperor.

Step by step, he retreated step by step, and finally spent the rest of his life in Kunlun Mountains.

But even so, there are still forces that regard them as thorns in the side.

He spat out the word 'Xianting', and his face inevitably became a little more gloomy.

The Human Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor used to divide the world, but the appearance of one person changed everything.

Even if the other party left, the three disciples of the other party were still mountains.

The emperor carefully erected the Arhat bamboo, inserted the magic bamboo into the brewing tank and rotated it continuously. The penetration of a little mana also made the end of the Arhat bamboo expand continuously, and it was tightly stuck with the brewing tank without leaving any gaps.

Dijun shook his head, and then his face changed. When he stretched out his hand, the wind and waves surged under his feet, and he quickly stepped into the brewery.

Naturally, there is no possibility of an abyss in the Kunlun Ruins. Under the clouds and mist perceived by the psychedelic formations, there are still flat grounds, but there are swords and poisonous stabs on these flat grounds. Anyone who falls under the influence of the formations and panics will be killed by these traps.

He looked at Venerable Lei's fleeting figure, and finally gave up arresting him.

The tingling pain in his body subsided quickly, Zhang Xuezhou shook his drunken head vigorously, and then slapped his body with a tai halal technique.

When the Golden Crow Emperor thought that the Dijun was angry and wanted to chase and kill the two thieves who broke into the Kunlun Ruins, he only heard the Dijun swear a few times in a rare gaffe.

"I can't beat...but I hid those two bottles of Yunyang wine!"

"You little bastard, you don't help when you see someone stealing something!"

This made him focus his attention, constantly thinking about the relationship between Zhang Xuezhou, Fozi, Lei Zhenzi and others.

Or be familiar with the formation to avoid the trap of sword and stinger, or have the formation mark and not be afraid of the influence of psychedelic to walk safely in the formation.

It was difficult for Emperor Jinwu to speak, so he could only let out a miserable cry.

The sky thunder rolled down, and all of them hit Venerable Lei, while Zhang Xuezhou was only scratched and injured. When he was hit by the Golden Crow, he was hit by a hollow palm. The sound was more than enough but lacked power. No effect.

Dijun nodded.

The voices from my ears were hoarse and unfamiliar, but they were definitely not Hong Ku and Lei Zun, which made Zhang Xuezhou tremble in response.

Dijun waved his hand, and motioned for the Golden Crow to pick up Zhang Xuezhou who fell on the ground.

Emperor Jinwu was slightly surprised.

His once proud invincibility in the world is more like a joke, not to mention being on the same level as the opponent, even the strength of the opponent's disciple is on par with him.

But Emperor Jinwu's words poured over Dijun's heart like a basin of cold water, and the trace of unwillingness in his heart quickly subsided.

"Heh... that's interesting!"

When the pain subsided, he only felt that the intoxication in his head subsided greatly, and the constantly surging mental power quickly drove away the consciousness paralyzed by Jiuzhen Wine.

Standing behind the emperor, the Golden Crow raised his head, and there was no lack of high-spirited fighting in his eyes.

If the Immortal Court grows to a certain level one day, it only needs to be caught by the other party, and the emperor believes that those people will definitely attack without mercy.

The strength of this brother-in-law finally allowed the heaven to be on one side, and it was not reduced to the point where it was completely wiped out.

He had paid attention to the location of Zhang Xuezhou's wine storage, and felt that there were only two single seedlings left in the winery, which was not too miserable.

"Swearing is tolerable or unbearable?"

"Didn't I tell you before, I learned two tricks from Venerable Lei's lectures!"

The ancient Heavenly Court is undoubtedly decaying, while the Immortal Court is growing step by step.

"Of course, we still have to make wine!"

When Zhang Xuezhou's voice came, Dijun responded in a leisurely manner.

"Dijun, there seems to be something wrong with the old gentleman's health, but if you fight against Taoist Tongtian, Niangniang and Taoist Yuanshi, we can leave the rest to us!"

"Also make wine?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in surprise.

He stretched out his claws, and casually threw Zhang Xuezhou on the ground. The sound of the collision sounded, and Zhang Xuezhou's low cry of pain also reached his ears.

"What are you fighting for? Let's go, let's make wine!"

"Just hollow it out and put in the materials!"

The wine base is a great medicine, but his wine base mixed with many medicines and different fruits also has a big poison, but if you drink too much, there will be irreparable future troubles.

Dijun's face was sullen.

"Wow!"

In a daze, Zhang Xuezhou replied.

"There's no need for him to drink secretly, it should have been taken by those two people...not good!"

When the emperor expelled the lightning wound on Zhang Xuezhou's body, he saw that the feathers on Zhang Xuezhou's arms were clustered, and the feathers were as tough as iron sheets.

As one of the few pleasures he can pass the time at the moment, he will keep doing wine making until he brews a wine that he is completely satisfied with.

Dijun laughed dryly and nodded again.

Emperor Jinwu picked up Zhang Xuezhou, and immediately sniffed it.

There is karma for every drink and peck, and the emperor can only comfort himself when he is distressed.

He only felt that his body was burned by fire, and his internal organs were eroded by Jiuzhen wine, which also brought tingling pain to his internal organs when he was full of energy.

"That brewing pool has been hollowed out by Venerable Lei!"

It seems that Hong Ku and Lei Zun took advantage of the Kunlun Holy Land, but these two people will inevitably pay the price in the future.

The Golden Crow Emperor was just about to find a punching bag to scold him, but when the emperor transformed into a Buddha, his mouth was inevitably closed, and his body shrunk down into the previously shedding crow.

What came into his eyes was the hollowed out wine brewing pool, and the Arhat bamboo inserted into the wine pool was pulled out abruptly and thrown on the ground at will.

There is no trace of hypocrisy in his angry will, whenever the emperor speaks, he must be the first to rush to the fairy court.

Even if Venerable Lei destroyed his winery, he would restore it.

He shook his own bottle of Jiuzhen wine, then Zhang Xuezhou's bottle of Jiuzhen wine, and then slowly resumed everything in the brewery.

"Why do you have feathers on your arms? This kind of feathers... Are you from the Lei Zhenzi family?"

In addition, the presence of the host of the formation can also determine the life or death of the intruder.

"I know the location of their warehouse, and there are still some brewing materials in it. If the brewing fails, we can still get the materials to continue brewing!"

"He's drunk again, probably secretly drinking Jiuzhen Wine!"

"It's unreasonable to steal all the dregs from my fruit wine brewing. This kind of thing is unbearable!"

Having witnessed the glory of the emperor, he also witnessed the decline of the emperor.

Even their group of people will continue to age in the passage of time, until death disappears.

The emperor in front of him can't see the slightest ambition. If it weren't for the empress controlling the female officials, the Kunlun Holy Land would have already fallen and the monkeys would have scattered, and it would have become a field for many great practitioners to compete for the elixir.

Emperor Jinwu didn't mind the emperor's extravagance in brewing wine, but he undoubtedly saw the doomsday of the heavenly court, and it was difficult to have any possibility of glory.

(End of this chapter)