3268: C3268 Without a Fight

C3268 Without a Fight

Except for Taoist Qing Feng, who came alone, the rest of the Soul Transformation Stage cultivators came with at least five Golden Cores each. The Purple Frost Sect didn't have any extra Golden Cores for the Qingfeng Daoist to bring?

It shouldn't be like this. ... Yes, after learning of his news, taoist Qing Feng rushed over in a hurry, so he came alone.

The Golden Core Realm experts and Soul Formation Realm old monsters that were rarely seen in the outside world seemed to be worthless here.

"Everyone, please take a seat." Xia Houyuan's expression was the same as usual as he took out a set of white jade tables and chairs and floated in the air before taking a seat.

The Pure Wind Taoist and the others looked at each other and sat down... The six of them sat together. Those who did not know about it would not be able to guess that these six people were actually two powerful forces who had been fighting each other for decades.

Of course, the only ones who could sit down were the Soul Transformation cultivators. Even Golden Core cultivators could only stand in the distance.

Xia Hou Yuanhai took out a wine jug and poured wine into it.

After a while, the six wine cups were filled with wine.

The wine had a faint smell of blood. The color was also red.

However, the fragrance was refreshing. Especially Jiang Ting, even though he could only smell a faint aroma of wine, he could feel that nearly 10% of the magic power in his body had been condensed.

If he could drink a cup of wine... No, just one sip!

He only needed one sip, and perhaps he could directly break through to the Golden Core Realm!

What kind of wine was that?

Not long later, Jiang Ting suppressed the desire in his heart again... The thing was good. Unfortunately, it was not something he could drink.

At the tables and chairs.

"Xiahou, drink first." Xia Hou Yuanhai saw it. He raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

The wine was extraordinary, and after drinking it, there would naturally not be any water left in the wine cup.

As for the others...

"Haha, dao Brother has a great collection of this wine. To be able to drink it now, it seems like my luck this time is pretty good." The Eight Division Dragon Sovereign's expression became even more amiable as he drank the wine in one gulp with a smile on his face.

Zhu Hong's expression was a little strange.

One of his eyes revealed a plan. Disgusting.

The other eye was calm.

The action. In less than half a breath, zhu Hong also picked up his wine cup and downed it in one gulp.

Wanqiu sneered: "This thing, you guys can also drink it!"

Then... He picked up the wine cup and tossed it, scattering the wine into the air.

Without waiting for the others to react, a terrifying cold spread and the wine was instantly frozen into ice.

Then, the ice was smashed into powder by an unknown force. The wine vanished into thin air.

"Although this wine is not bad, qingfeng doesn't have the fortune to drink it. What a pity." Daoist Qing Feng sighed. He flicked his finger and a sword light flashed.

The wine was extinguished by the sword light. Even the wine cup was smashed into pieces.

Xia Hou Yuanhai was not angry. He looked at the last person and asked, "Fellow Daoist Zhao Yan?"

Zhao Yan was the only white-haired old man here.

He looked at the wine cup in front of him and didn't say anything. He didn't drink like Zhu Hong and Yuan Hai, nor did he destroy it like the two of them did. He just watched.

Wanqiu and Qing Feng frowned and fell silent as well.

Zhu Hong and the Eight Division Dragon Sovereign were even less anxious, and they played with the wine cup... The five of them, and even the others, focused their gazes on Zhao Yan.

They didn't know what the profundities of the wine were, and they could only see that drinking wine wasn't just drinking wine.

After an unknown period of time.

Zhao Yan exhaled slightly and said softly, "This wine is indeed anxious for me... Unfortunately, I don't like eating people. What can I do? What can I do..."

As he spoke, zhao Yan shook his head and waved his hand. The wine cup flew into the sky.

Xia Hou Yuanhai sent out a wave of magical power. "Fellow Daoist Zhao Yan, that cup of yours contains the essence of 10,000 Grassmen, and it is supported by many materials... Not to mention, it should not be difficult to extend your lifespan by several hundred years."

Under the influence of the magical power, the wine did not spill out.

Grassman? What the hell?

"I'm from the Demon Refining Pavilion." Zhao Yan smiled. A faint stream of energy spread out, instantly destroying Xiahou Yuanhai's power.

After that, just like what he did in the late autumn, the wine was frozen and then extinguished.

Xia Hou Yuanhai lightly sighed. "Looks like we still have to make a move."

Wanqiu and the others also stood up... but they did not leave. They stood beside the tables and chairs.

Daoist Fresh Breeze suddenly sighed. "Fellow Daoist Xiahou, are you really going to make a move? If you make a move, this fire will not be extinguished... I'm afraid that the Sacred Sun Clan and the Black Feather Pavilion also do not wish to see you personally make a move, fellow Daoist, right? "

Xia Hou, yuan Hai. His eyes narrowed slightly, a bloodthirsty light condensing within them, "You are threatening me?"

"It's just a fact." Daoist Fresh Breeze wasn't afraid either.

Xia Hou Yuanhai instantly fell silent. Jiang Ting didn't know what was going on.

However, from his words, he realized that Xiahou Yuanhai, the strongest person who could sweep across the entire scene, seemed to be in a difficult position to make a move.

If the Xia Hou Yuanhai did not make a move... it seemed like the Fiendish Cultivator would not be able to win at all.

Although the golden core of the demonic cultivators was more convenient, it was not enough to form a Nascent Soul.

The Demon Refining Pavilion's Zhao Yan and the Sacred Sun Clan's Eight Branch Dragon Exalt were both at the second level of Soul Formation. The two of them were able to cultivate with each other.

The remaining Black Feather Pavilion's Zhu Hong, the Autumn Water Pavilion's Wanqiu, and the Purple Frost Sect's Daoist Clear Wind were all at the first level. No matter if it was Wan Qiu or Qing Feng, they could all fight Zhu Hong.

The remaining one... had an additional Nascent Transformation Stage cultivator. No matter how many Golden Core Stage cultivators there were, they wouldn't be able to stop a Nascent Transformation Stage expert from making a move.

The situation seemed to have been reversed because of Xiahou Yuanhai's inconvenience?

In the distance.

Xia Hou Yuanhai took a deep look at Taoist Qing Feng before saying: "Now that the six forces have gathered together, it's rare. It's impossible for them to disperse just like that."

Zhao Yan took the initiative to speak, "Then, what do you think, fellow Daoist?"

Zhao Yan was the one with the highest cultivation base in the Purple Frost Sect's alliance. Unless it was absolutely necessary, zhao Yan would usually be in charge of the conversation.

"Now that I've finished speaking, I'll finish my drink as well."0

As soon as he finished speaking, the long spear behind Xiahou Yuanhai started to tremble. "Then, it's time to get down to business."

Zhao Yan and the others were not afraid. It was as if they did not see Xiahou Yuanhai ready to make a move at any time.

Xia Hou Yuanhai ignored them and extended his finger. "One move... I have long heard that your Qingfeng Sword Formation is invincible in the world. I have never had the chance to experience it. I have to say, it is a pity. I really want to know whether your Sword Formation is unparalleled or my spear is invincible in the same realm."

The Qingfeng Daoist smiled. "I am willing to try your secret technique."

"Then, come!" As soon as he finished speaking, xiahou Yuanhai suddenly flew toward the peak of the sky. With a flash, he disappeared without a trace.

Daoist Fresh Breeze sighed lightly and followed him to the top of the sky.

Everyone raised their heads to look at the top of the sky. It was the same for Jiang Ting.

However, they were flying too high and too high.

They were so high that not long after, Jiang Ting could only see two blurry black dots. He could not see the details clearly.

Tian Lan wasn't a planet.

This world was a world in a circular place.

The sky... had no peak.

The stars, the sun and the moon. No matter how high they flew, no matter how long they flew, they would never touch the sun, the moon, and the stars. Because the sun, moon, and stars of a realm that seemed to be in pain were actually not in this realm.

They could be considered to be somewhere between illusion and reality.

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