"Immortal Court!"
In the secret place of Kunlun Ruins, the thunder in the emperor's hand has not been extinguished, and it stays in the palm of his hand like a residual flame.
Heaven is no longer the Heaven of the past, and he is no longer the aloof Heavenly Emperor of the past.
After stepping down from the supreme throne, his name as Emperor of Heaven was changed to Emperor.
He retreated step by step, and finally spent the rest of his life huddled in Kunlun Mountain.
But even so, there are still forces that regard them as a thorn in their side.
When he uttered the word 'Xian Ting', his face became a little gloomy.
The Emperor of Man and the Emperor of Heaven once divided the world, but the appearance of one person changed everything.
Even if the other party leaves, the other party's three disciples are still like mountains.
The invincibility he once boasted was more like a joke. Not to mention being compared with the other party, even the other party's disciples were on par with him in strength.
The strength between these brothers finally allowed Heaven to stay on one side and not fall to the point of being completely wiped out.
The ancient heaven is undoubtedly decaying, while the fairy court is growing step by step.
If the Immortal Court grows to a certain level one day, and the other party only needs to find a reason to do so, the emperor believes that those people will definitely attack without mercy.
He looked at Venerable Lei's fleeting figure and finally gave up the arrest.
"Emperor, there seems to be something wrong with that old gentleman's health. As long as you fight against Taoist Tongtian, or against Taoist Yuanshi, the rest can be left to us!"
Standing behind the emperor, Jinwu raised his head, his eyes filled with the spirit of a fight to the death.
There is no falsehood in his angry will. Whenever the emperor opens his mouth, he will be the first to rush to the Immortal Court.
But the Golden Crow Emperor's words poured down on the emperor's heart like a basin of cold water, and the reluctance in his heart quickly subsided.
"What are you going to fight for? Let's go and make some wine!"
The emperor waved his hand and signaled the Golden Crow Emperor to pick up Zhang Xuezhou who had fallen on the ground.
Naturally, there is no abyss in the Kunlun Ruins. There is still flat land below the clouds and mist that people with the psychedelic formation perceive, but there are swords and poisonous stings standing on these flats. Anyone who falls under the influence of the formation and is panicked will be killed by these traps.
Or you may be familiar with the formations to avoid swords, stings and traps, or you may have the formation logo and be able to walk safely in the formations without fear of psychedelic effects.
In addition, the presence of the formation host can also determine the life or death of the intruder.
The sky thunder rolled down and hit Lord Lei. However, Zhang Xuezhou was only injured on the side. When he was hit by the Golden Crow Emperor, he was hit by a hollow palm. It made a lot of sound but lacked power. He was not affected by falling in the formation. No impact at all.
"He's drunk again, probably secretly drinking Jiuzhen wine!"
The Golden Crow Emperor picked up Zhang Xuezhou and sniffed it immediately.
"There is no need for him to drink secretly, it should have been taken by those two people... bad!"
The emperor shook his head, and then his expression changed. When he stretched out his hand, wind and waves surged under his feet, and he quickly stepped into the brewery.
What caught his eyes was the hollowed-out wine tank, and the mangosteen that had been inserted into the wine tank was pulled out and thrown to the ground.
"How unreasonable, you actually stole all the dregs that I use to make fruit wine. This kind of thing is intolerable!"
The emperor looked sulky.
Just when the Golden Crow Emperor thought that the emperor was angry and wanted to hunt down the two thieves who broke into the Kunlun Ruins, he heard the emperor lose his temper and curse several times.
"Is cursing considered tolerable? Which one is unbearable?"
The Golden Crow Emperor was slightly surprised.
He stretched out his paw and dropped Zhang Xuezhou on the ground. The sound of collision rang out, and Zhang Xuezhou's low cry of pain also reached his ears.
"You little brat, you don't help when you see someone stealing something!"
The Golden Crow Emperor was just about to find a punching bag to scold him when he saw the emperor transform into a Buddha. His mouth couldn't help but also closed, and his body shrunk into the feather-shedding crow before.
"I can't...but I hid those two bottles of wine!"
In a daze, Zhang Xuezhou replied.
He felt as if his body had been burned by fire, and his internal organs were being corroded by the Jiuzhen wine. It also caused tingling pain in his internal organs while filling his spirit.
The voices coming to his ears were a bit hoarse and unfamiliar, but they were definitely not those of Hong Ku and Master Lei, which made Zhang Xuezhou tremble in response.
"Why do you still have feathers on your arms? These kind of feathers...are you from the Lei Zhenzi family?"
When the emperor exorcised the lightning wounds on Zhang Xuezhou's body, he saw that the opponent's arms were covered with feathers, and the feathers were as tough as iron sheets.
This made his eyes focused, and he kept thinking about the relationship between Zhang Xuezhou, Fozi, Lei Zhenzi and others.
"Didn't I tell you before that I learned two tricks from Venerable Lei's lectures!"
The tingling pain in his body subsided quickly. Zhang Xuezhou shook his drunken head vigorously, and then slapped his body with Tai Qing Zhen Technique.
When the sting subsided, he felt that the intoxication in his mind had subsided greatly, and the surging mental power quickly drove away the consciousness numbed by Jiuzhen wine.
"Ha...it's interesting!"
The emperor laughed dryly and nodded again.
He paid attention to the location where Zhang Xuezhou stored his wine, and realized that there were only two single seedlings left in the brewery, which was not too miserable.
The wine base is a great medicine, but the wine base mixed with many great medicines and exotic fruits also contains great poisons. If you drink it too much, there will be consequences that are difficult to make up for.
It seems that Hongku and Lord Lei took advantage of Kunlun Holy Land, but these two people will definitely pay the price in the future.
There is karma and retribution for every drink and peck, and the emperor could only comfort himself despite feeling distressed.
He shook his bottle of Jiuzhen wine, then shook Zhang Xuezhou's bottle of Jiuzhen wine, and then slowly restored everything in the brewery.
"That brewing pond has been hollowed out by Venerable Lei!"
"Just hollow it out and put the materials in it!"
Zhang Xuezhou's voice came, and the emperor responded calmly.
"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 and continue brewing!"
"You still want to make wine?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in surprise.
“Of course wine still needs to be brewed!”
The emperor nodded.
As one of the few pleasures he can enjoy to kill time at the moment, he will continue to do this kind of thing until he brews wine that he is completely satisfied with.
Even if Lord Lei destroyed his brewery, he would repair it.
The emperor carefully set up the Arhat Bamboo, inserted the magic bamboo into the wine-making tank and kept rotating it. The penetration of a little bit of mana also caused one end of the Arhat Bamboo to expand continuously, and it was tightly stuck with the wine-making tank without leaving any gaps.
"Wow!"
The Golden Crow Emperor found it difficult to speak and could only scream miserably.
Having witnessed the Emperor's glory, he also witnessed the Emperor's decline.
Even this group of people will continue to grow old as time goes by, until death disappears.
The emperor in front of him could not see any ambition. If it were not for the empress controlling the female officials, the Holy Land of Kunlun would have fallen to pieces and become a shura field for many great practitioners to compete for elixirs.
The Golden Crow Emperor didn't mind the emperor's squandering of wine, but he undoubtedly saw the end of the lifeless heaven, and it was difficult to have any possibility of glory.
