Secret realm.
Outside the ancient heavenly palace.
Exotic flowers and grasses are planted everywhere, and there are sixteen flowering trees, all tall and handsome, with thousands of flowers falling in the wind, covering the ground in several layers.
Inside the ancient heavenly palace, everyone was sitting behind the table, on which were placed jasper glasses, gold-footed bottles, and jade plates.
The guqin played and the bells tinkled.
The hall is surrounded by flowers like inverted bells, with white calyxes and a translucent sheen like bone china.
Wisps of fairy energy continue to rise from the ground, turning into thick clouds, covering the ground. The fairy spirit is dense and the artistic conception is ethereal, as if you are on the clouds.
Dou Changsheng looked at the graceful dance in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Okay, everything is good, it can be said to be perfect. The only flaw is that the good things are not his own."
After the song and dance ended, the dancer began to slowly retreat.
Dou Changsheng then took the initiative to speak: "When I met Brother Ao Chun today, I realized that I am a hero of the world."
"It's a great honor to be able to have a drink with Brother Ao Chun."
";My little brother drinks first as a token of respect."
Dou Changsheng picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp. Then he picked up the jug on the side, filled the cup, and then looked at Yilong who was sitting next to Ao Chun.
This person has not completely transformed into a human form, but has a human body and a dragon head. The scales exposed on the dragon head are blue, a pair of huge dragon eyes are also pure blue, the dragon horns are sharper, and the palms are also sharp dragon claws. The appearance features are also very Obviously, Dou Changsheng recognized the other party immediately.
Then he raised his arm and lowered the wine cup, and said in admiration: "The four sinuses are immortal and famous among all races."
"My eldest brother has always listened to the reputation of Si Dou Changsheng."
"I think back on when the Fourth Dou Chang was born in the sky, the water flooded 80,000 meters away, and they defeated the Yu Clan's geniuses in a row. The battle shocked all the tribes and attracted attention from the sky."
"Later, I stayed in the Baiyuan Garden for a long time. I also met the Mother of Dragons. I begged the Mother of Dragons to let the four sinuses live forever in the Dragon Gate and take less care of my eldest brother."
Feng Qingyu said a lot of nice things, and looked at one place frequently. This was the list of friends, but there was no response at the moment. That was when Feng Qingyu looked at Du Tengqian, who had been silent, and took the initiative to invite him to give a lecture. : "Sister Chongyu will still toast Si Dou Changsheng together."
"You must know that when the Dragon Gate opens, Ao Chun, I will definitely kill the ancient true dragon or Yuanling and successfully seize the Dragon Gate."
"And Si Dou Changsheng was able to comprehend the corpse of the ancient true dragon from the Dragon Gate, and by using the corpse of the ancient true dragon, he completed his final transformation and became a lowly god and demon."
Brother Shui picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp without saying a single word. Feng Qingyu suddenly felt embarrassed, what should I do if he cooperates?
Prince Sishui grabbed the wine cup in his hand with his sharp dragon claws and drank all the wine in one gulp.
That drink is not the ultimate drink, but no one dares to drink it now. The effect of this drink is too weak. If you drink it, you will get drunk. Anyone can get themselves drunk.
But it is not dangerous at all. Now that they are in harmony, it is possible to draw swords against each other at the last moment.
The next time I'm in the city of gourmet food, I'll know that many talented people have died, and that's a lesson for the future.
Before Prince Sishui drank the wine, a unique sound like metal friction sounded: "I can be toasted by Feng Qingyu."
"That's an honor too."
"After all, there is only one person who can do it among all the races in the world, but he is the only one in the world who can do it."
"Although he is from the human race and you are from the dragon race, both races are the same, and there is no blood feud, but the demon race killed the tiger and shocked the sky, and the Baling Mountain killed the snake, which is still worthy of your admiration."
Prince Sishui filled the wine cup, raised the glass again, and drank it all in one gulp.
Prince Sishui moved his eyes to look at Brother Shui who was silent on the side, and took the initiative to speak: "Sister Chongyu has always hated silence, and she has never said a final word. Why are you silent now?"
"Everyone here is from the same race. It is more difficult to meet each other. Before the Dragon Gate opens, we will also have to fight for the Dragon Gate. It is possible for so few people to gather together in the future."
"Today, we need to consider other things, such as racial disputes and personal grudges. Let me put them all aside for the time being. Are you going to get drunk or go home today?"
When Prince Sishui finished speaking, no one immediately agreed and said, "Well said."
"It's easy to meet each other once. At that time, he will attack the gods and demons in the first four waters. The gods and demons are dangerous, and he will either succeed or die."
"I have become a lowly god and demon, and it is possible that I will reunite with you. If I win, I will die and my soul will be gone. Once and for all, I will have a chance to see you again."
"Isn't this the last time we've been together for a long time? Today we will either get drunk or go home."
The speaker was a dancing flame. The flame was burning fiercely. It was jumping up and down. A figure could be vaguely seen outside. His appearance was extremely blurry. It looked real at all. He was holding a wine cup in his hand. It was a flame that was burning violently. It had never been seen before. Burning to the wine cup, as if
Flame is an imaginary thing, it is fundamentally real.
Feng Qingyu looked around and knew that the person was the Divine Fire of the Protoss. His name was very vulgar, which was also a style of the Protoss. The names were all beautiful, and they were all in vernacular. The simpler, the better.
As soon as you hear the name, you can know the characteristics of the gods. If you listen to the name of the divine fire, you will know that it is related to flames.
When the other party realizes the Tao of Gods and Demons, and the seven characters are reversed, he cannot be called the God of Fire.
After all, there is no taboo. If there is no common custom, he calls himself the God of Fire.
Du Tengqian looked at the person in front of him. This was the Yu Clan with the wings of the old species on his back. Du Tengqian deliberately mentioned the achievements of Prince Sishui's defeat of the Yu Clan. Naturally, there was no reason, and he did not intend to sow discord between the two parties. However, Sishui The prince lived for hundreds of years and made many great achievements.
Why did I mention that point?
It's a pity that the Yu clan in the front said everything, just like a statue, he was fundamentally moved.
The name of the Yu clan is Yu Wanwai, but there are very few names. Not only Ao Chun and the others, but also Du Tengqian and the others, there are now a total of eight people in the ancient Tiangong.
Outside, Feng Qingyu and Brother Shui are at a higher level, and the remaining seven are all at the top of the mortal world, and are only one step away from enlightenment.
Ao Chun looked at everyone, especially when he looked at Feng Qingyu, his eyes flickered, and he was not alert in his heart, always feeling that something was going to happen today.
He also knew whether it was really a whim or because he was too afraid of Feng Qingyu. As a result, everyone felt that something was going to happen when he saw Feng Qingyu.
Overriding the awkwardness in his heart, Ao Chun took the initiative to speak: "This meeting was originally to discuss the Dragon Gate issue, but now that the Human Race and the Phoenix Clan are gone, that is also a bad thing, but a good thing."
"Now you have gathered together dragons, phoenixes, humans, feathers, gods, and seven other minor races."
"Half of the ten minor races are here. Everyone here can speak. The old race represents one clan."
"Then you have to say it bluntly. The risk of retreating to Longmen that time is very high. If possible, I ask everyone to give up. That is scaremongering, but a sincere advice."
"The revival of the old spiritual species of Longmen must be caused by the ancient true dragon destroying the Yuanling. The dragon gate was not made from the opponent's corpse. It is a logical thing for the ancient true dragon to take control of the dragon gate."
Feng Qingyu shook her head slightly as she watched Du Teng's performance. Isn't that routine so unfamiliar?
Immediately, he realized, was this the trick played by his cheap brother during the Wanzu meeting after a long time?
It’s really Guan Gong who is playing behind the scenes: a small knife.
Feng Qingyu smiled warmly in her heart and looked at Brother Shui, what happened to the elder sister today?
It’s pretty powerful at all.
Du Tengqian picked up the wine cup and began to drink by herself. Before drinking eight glasses of wine in a row, she took the initiative to say: "Brother Ao Chun is worried that Sister Longmen will participate that time."
"My eldest sister is very powerful, far more powerful than all the brothers here."
"This time, I also plan to meet the heroes of the world."
"Before I saw you today, I had never regretted anything in my life."
Du Tengqian's attitude was perfunctory, just to make her angry. If she thought about that sentence casually, she would be able to find out whether the difference between what she said and Feng Qingyu was small.
"Sister, here's a toast to all you brothers."
Feng Qingyu took advantage of the opportunity to raise her glass, but just as she raised her arm, the continuous reminder sounds had not sounded before, just like text message reminders, they appeared.
【Ding! A friend has been detected! 】
[Congratulations to the host friend for +1! 】
[I haven’t added Prince Sishui to my friend list yet! 】
【Ding! A friend has been detected! 】
[Congratulations to the host friend for +1! 】
[I haven’t added Shenhuo to my friends list yet! 】
【Ding! A friend has been detected! 】
[Congratulations to the host friend for +1! 】
[Yu Wanwai has not been added to the friend list yet! 】
Feng Qingyu watched the messages that appeared one after another anxiously.
All the old friends brought by Brother Ao Chun were off the list. There were eight of them in total. Except for herself, there were only seven left. Feng Qingyu looked at Brother Shui.
Is it really that amazing?
That Jingran guy who pulled us all off the list was saying that he, Jingran, was still okay.
Feng Qingyu once again felt the weight of Sister Chongyu. Next time it was a relative, but now it was not a close relative whose blood was thicker than water.
Feng Qingyu drank the wine in one gulp and moistened her throat. Before that wave came up, it was best to have a high level of cultivation. The next time I lost a life in Baling Mountain, I still haven’t replenished it. The old man had a lot of trouble because of his cultivation level. If the value is enough, it will be a great pressure for Du Tengqian. After all,
Before you die once, you will really die if you die again.
That's right, I don't have a puppet of life and death, and I haven't had two chances yet.
Those lives were all counted in one slap, so there was really no sense of danger.
The treasure chest seems to be very good, but the cultivation value is also very powerful. It can be called a panacea and can be used in all aspects. In that Dragon Gate incident, I was afraid that I would have to die once, or even several times.
After all, Jing's own strength is too high. If the frontline battlefield is involved and retreats, the old species will have no good results.
And if you want to avoid it, that is also possible.
The value of cultivation is naturally the less the better.
Feng Qingyu looked at a few people, they were all her parents who provided food, clothing and clothing for her.
Good little guy.
