Chapter 1147 Banquet

Huo Shenzi smiled and followed Gan Ping. He really felt a little wrong. However, Gan Ping didn't study it too deeply. The birth of this Doushenyan was an irresistible delicacy for the innate fire spirit like the Vulcanon. No wonder the old man came in a hurry and didn't even say hello.

However, there are strangeness everywhere in Xiongyuan, and Gan Ping is not in the mood to argue with him. What a school of singing and dancing, those old guys can really calm down. Obviously, I don't know why, the time when the Doushenyan was born was not in a few days. However, those unrivaled powers that kept coming seemed to be integrated into this Xiongyuan. The whole Xiongyuan seemed to sing and dance, and the people and demons were happy, but But the murder is hidden.

Gan Ping and Huo Shenzi walked slowly, and his eyes kept sweeping. He secretly marveled at the number of human masters in the Daxia Kingdom. Originally, he thought that this demon clan only knew about brutal killing, but he did not expect that there were such means to secretly collect so many masters. This trick was really fierce.

The two of them are full of heart, but the fire is free, jumping up and down, extremely happy. There are Xiongyuan abundant aura, four seasons like spring, and spiritual fruit and spiritual grass everywhere. Naturally, this little thing is very happy to eat.

The fragrance bursts, and the Vulcanzi couldn't help but ** his nose, "It's so fragrant, so fragrant wine!" A young man with a high-crowned green robe stood in the distance, and a huge bronze wine lord in his palm was smiling at them.

"Two people come from afar, why don't we sit together?" Raising the wine glass, the waves rippled and the fragrance of wine overflowed, making the old drunkard, Huoshenzi, swallow his saliva. What a strange little girl, but she has just ascended to Taiyi's cultivation, but there is a Daluo meaning on her body. Could it be that Daluo Xingjun injected his own star power into her?

"The older she is, the worse her memory seems to be. Didn't you feel the elegant and ethereal breath on her body? Who still need me to say more?" He raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes.

Perhaps because he found the memory of the past and the integration of Dijun's body, Gan Ping is a little more unruly than before, and the top is like Guanyu, which is particularly romantic in this willow spring breeze.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be the famous Princess Xiaguang, the son of the sky! Since you are invited affectionately, it's disrespectful!" The V of Fire smiled and walked with Gan Ping with his arms. It was just one step away, and then he came out of the laurel mountain.

"Your guests are coming to the door, playing music!" He took a sip of the huge wine lord next to his red lips, and the princess of Xiaguang suddenly waved his hand. At that time, the bells and drums sounded in unison, and countless graceful witches appeared in the air, and all kinds of strange instruments in their hands played a big song.

The music is melodious, but there is no trace. Thousands of demons are shouting and dancing together, attracting their hearts and fires. The human monks who are close to the potential of Laurel Mountain are shocked and their faces are strange and confused. What's more, the seven orifices are actually surrounded by fire, which is actually triggered by their own life and death.

Da Gengyu Tianmo's random song! The first divine song of the demon world, the first array of the demon world, this Dageng domain Tianmo Liluan song, is the shocking music that can only be played by the three leaders of the demon world. It has the power to cleanse the demon heart and increase cultivation. Of course, this power refers to the demon clan. If the human monk hears this magic song, it will naturally be a heart-burning end.

This is not welcome. Obviously, it is a demonstration. This is ** naked murder! Gan Ping only felt that a flame in the Dantian was surging, and he was about to break out of his body, and the congenital Dou was silent and the real flame beat violently. Lin Yuan was surprised to find that since he refined the innate Dou rate of silence and extinguished Zhenyan, the heart demon who had been insulated with himself has actually appeared since then. Even this innate Tianyan could not be suppressed. He kept jumping and roaring, emitting heavy illusions and confusing himself.

"Hmm, carving bug little skill!" A pair of wings stretched out, and the three-legged ferocious divine golden black appeared in the Ganping sea of knowledge. The overwhelming terrible pressure immediately suppressed the roaring heart demon. With a wave of the giant wings, the fire was shining around, and the demons were extinguished.

Can Gan Ping's Taoist heart be destroyed by the heart demons? When the cultivation reaches this level, it can be said that the Taoist heart is like a rock, unswerving, clear ideas and Taoism, and unstoppable progress.

It was easy to kill the heart demon. Gan Ping was surprised to find out what the fire god beside him looked like. Yes, yes, yes, baby, that's it. Be dignified, well, it's more like the Virgin of Fire, yes, yes, clothes go down and down, hey hey hey..."

The obscene laughter made Gan Ping shudder. The fire on his shoulder also had no choice but to cover his eyes with his small claws. The old man was nervous again and actually used the heart demon to retaliate against the dead. Perhaps only the old scoundrel, the Vulist, can play with fire like this?

Just as Gan Ping was wondering whether to fly out with a knife and cut the old bastard with a obscene smile and intoxicated expression to death, the fire god suddenly spit out a mouthful of turbidity, and bursts of sharp screams came from his abdomen. The old eyes flashed and restored his original shrewd appearance.

"Not bad, not bad. This song is a little interesting. Even the highest-class heartless demon has been summoned, which makes me quite like it, hahahaha..." Gan Ping couldn't help but be speechless. Maybe only this old thing can do this. He is not afraid of self-immolation when playing with fire, and playing with the heart demon between applause, right?

He secretly scolded the old pervert and slowly fell down. Under a towering begonia, a huge root was coiled, and a sudden tree root was carved into a chessboard. Opposite to Princess Xiaguang, an old man with a ragged face was thinking hard. His clothes were strange, as if from the old paper pile in ancient times. The person who came out.

"Whitch? Or is it a witch with extremely pure and noble blood? The fire god frowned, and the ancient battle of lichs was vivid in his eyes. Although he was a chaotic god and demon, he could not escape from the origin of the demon clan. Therefore, he was particularly unhappy with the old witch, but the fear on his face became more and more obvious.

Gan Ping couldn't help but be very surprised. He couldn't help looking at the old man a few times, which could make the fearless Vulcan show such a look. Obviously, the old man was not an ordinary person.

It seemed that she felt Gan Ping's eyes. Xia Qing raised her head and glanced at Gan Ping with turbid eyes, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. Boy, it's a little interesting!" Gan Ping was frightened, unfathomable, and absolutely unfathomable. At the sight of Xia Qing, his whole body seemed to have been seen through, like a basin of snow water from the top of his head, cooling his heart.

"Two people came from afar, why don't you taste this smoke and clouds?" With a handsome smile, Princess Xiaguang strangely held the bronze wine lord, which was bigger than her head, and nodded to the two.

At that moment, someone was sent to the table and chair, and a large urn of smoke and milk was placed in front of them. The fire god son's throat knot kept squirming, and his eyes were about to burst out of fire. "Smoke cloud syrup, also known as thousand years of drunkenness, such a big urn, my good boy, want to get us drunk to death!" The innate spiritual root can make mortals reborn into the treasure of the immortal body with one drop!" Gan Ping muttered to himself, and immediately remembered the old horse head and others who were under Yulong Mountain, who were being brushed, and his eyes were even hotter.

"Squeak!" Holk didn't have such thoughts as two people. He immediately jumped up and rushed to the wine urn. Bastard!" The two monkeys were immediately entangled together. Princess Xiaguang in the distance looked at this scene with great interest. However, the fiery son in the entanglement was swept away by a stick of the furious fire, and the whole person was beaten in two and suddenly flew into the air.

"Humph!" Xia Qing suddenly frowned, and the tattered cane with countless fur in her hand trembled and hit the ground heavily. He laughed in mid-air. The blood-red skull bit the fire god from top to bottom. The two remnants of the fire god suddenly jumped and turned into a fire light. He slipped through the skull and his face clucked palely. Come on.

"Dou is a god, and he hasn't been born yet! You little fire spirit, you are very anxious. You'd better sit down and have a drink for me! Three days later, the day when the smoke cloud begonia bloomed was the time when Shenyan was born! No matter who takes away this Shenyan, my Xia Wu family will not stop it, but if it dares to damage the innate spiritual root, it is the enemy of my family, then don't blame me for turning over ruthlessly!"

The dull and gloomy voice resounded through the whole bear field, and immediately a few rays of light rose one after another. Old man Xia Qing, are you not dead yet? It seems that this congenital spiritual root really has the effect of prolonging life. No wonder the elders of your witch clan will regard it as fate and root. Anyway, I will also join in this banquet!"

Xia Qing's words have been made clear. At present, the forced take of the Dousui Shenyan is to be the enemy of the witch elders. What's more, this Shenyan has not been born at the time, and it is all useless. These worldly powers hidden in the bear field are simply not hidden. They jumped out one after another. For a time, the masters on Laurel Mountain gathered. More than a dozen Taiyi peak masters appeared in mid-air.

The speaker is burly, with a long face, and the copper bell's huge eyes are uncertain. It's scary. Gan Ping had also heard this voice. It was Xuanluotian outside Tianmen Mountain that day. He didn't expect it to be such a person.

"It's a great honor for you to come to Yuegui Mountain. Come and have a drink!" Princess Xiaguang obviously had a good understanding of how to deal with these lonely old monsters, and did not talk much. Wine and delicacies, dragon liver and phoenix marrow, singing and dancing were presented one after another. These old monsters were not polite. They sat down on a case-by-case basis, and their fierce eyes kept sweeping at the audience, especially Huo Shenzi and Gan Ping, who attracted the most attention.

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I'm really sorry. Something has happened at home recently. The whole world is in a mess. It's almost crazy. It's really against everyone. The bear will try to update it.