As the saying goes, a wine is a grudge, and as the saying goes, a thousand cups of wine are less.

Wang Hu and the great elder of the Sky Swallowing Python clan were a little drunk at the moment, and they looked like they wanted to kill each other, but as the two sides came and went, digging holes for each other and couldn't help each other, the eyes of the two looked at each other more and more pleasing to the eye, plus the wine as a companion, and now the two have hooked up and called each other brothers!

In fact, strictly speaking, the two are not enemies at all, and it is only because of Xiaoqing that the two have a relationship, but it is precisely because of Xiaoqing that the relationship between the two has become a little complicated!

The old man is Xiaoqing's grandfather who is connected by blood, but in the countless thousands of years before, he has been killing Xiaoqing in reincarnation again and again, and only by completely killing Xiaoqing can he unlock the seal on his body and completely become a saint, the first ten-colored swallowing python throughout the ages!

And Xiaoqing can only live up to the mission given to her by the Sky Swallowing Python clan by sending her into reincarnation with her own hands, so that she can erase the trace of demons in her heart and move towards a higher and stronger cultivation path!

The relationship between the two made Wang Hu and the old man destined to become enemies, but now Xiaoqing is undergoing an unknown test in the Heaven Swallowing Palace, and he doesn't let himself help, the old guy doesn't know why he has no intention of stopping him at all, which suddenly makes Wang Hu's hostility towards him a lot lower, at least before the old guy leaves this wine table!

Looking at the drunken old man on the other side, Wang Hu felt that if he was born in the same era as this old man, the two might even become friends!

Although the Sky Swallowing Python clan was almost destroyed in the hands of this old man, and Xiaoqing suffered endless hardships and dangers because of him, if these things are put aside, the old man is still very courageous!

With the strength of one clan, he also has to cultivate the Ten Colored Sky Swallowing Python, becoming the second saint of the demon clan after the ancestral dragon, the old man can be described as ambitious, and the well-known totem era is undoubtedly heroic, although he finally failed, and pulled the Sky Swallowing Python clan into the abyss, but Wang Hu still has to admire him!

"Boy, let me tell you, when I was the snake king of the Swallowing Python clan, I swallowed the Python clan so strong that even if the dragon clan saw it, I had to give three points, at the beginning of Kyushu, my Swallowing Python clan monopolized the three continents, the saints came out in large numbers, and the strong were one after another, although there were countless strong people in the demon clan, but no one dared to compete with the old man!" The old man poured a jar of poisonous wine that shimmered with turquoise light, and said with a hint of pride in his eyes!

"It's a pity that now the entire Three Realms don't have the name of my Sky Devouring Python clan, and even your Holy Tiger clan has suppressed us, and you kid has made such a big name, and even ruled the entire Xiniu Hezhou, this is really ......!"

Wang Hu originally heard the first half of what the old man said and agreed with a face, after all, the two of them were bragging to each other at the wine table, just now Wang Hu was still talking to the old man about his great achievements from an ordinary tiger demon all the way to becoming the controller of the entire Xiniu Hezhou, and now it is the turn of others to boast, and he naturally has to be a qualified touter, so that everyone can continue to chat happily and continue to praise each other!

But when the old man talked about the second half, Wang Hu couldn't listen to it anymore, what does this old man mean, what does it mean that even our Holy Tiger clan is like how far the Holy Tiger clan is worse than the Sky Swallowing Python clan!

So before the old man could finish speaking, Wang Hu directly waved his hand to interrupt: "I don't like to hear your old words, we are both one of the Seven Great Holy Clans, and our Holy Tiger Clan has always been ranked second among the Seven Great Holy Clans, you are the fourth or fifth every time, what's the matter?"

Wang Hu crooked his mouth and looked at the old man with slanted eyes, looking like I am a tiger and I am proud.

When he accepted the inheritance of the Tiger Clan, he once dreamed of going back to ancient times, and experienced his life as the thirty-first generation Tiger King of the Totem Era, so for the past of the Totem Era, Wang Hu is naturally also a clear man, and now it is reasonable to refute the old man!

Speaking of the totem era of the seven holy clans are not actually immutable, on the contrary, the competition between the holy clan and the royal clan has always been very fierce, in addition to the ancient Mount Tai's road to heaven, almost every hundred years within the seven holy clans will hold a competition of the strong under the saints, and the results of this competition will produce a new ranking, and the ranking will affect the allocation of resources in the next hundred years!

And throughout the entire Totem Era, there are two Holy Clans whose rankings have never changed, the first of the dragon clan for thousands of years, and the last ten thousand years of the fox clan!

The rankings of the remaining Holy Tiger, Qilin, Sky Swallowing Python, Phoenix Clan, and Nine-Headed Lion Royal Clan have been fluctuating up and down, so these five clans are also the most competitive with each other, and no one is convinced by each other!

The thirty-first generation of the Tiger King period experienced by Wang Hu was the strong period of the Tiger Clan, so in Wang Hu's memory, the Holy Tiger Clan has always been the second in the Demon Clan Competition, but when the old man was the King of the Sky Swallowing Python, it was the strong period of the Sky Swallowing Python, and at that time, as the second child, it was naturally the Sky Swallowing Python!

So when he heard Wang Hu's words, the old man's beard was cocked, his beard was open, and he said angrily: "You kid fart, my Sky Swallowing Python clan has always been the second in the world under the leadership of the old man, if it weren't for the old man's failure to hit the saint, now the name of the first race of the demon clan is the Sky Swallowing Python, how can it be the turn of the dragon clan to be powerful outside!"

"Hehe, you really lie and don't make drafts, and you're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue!" Wang Hu looked disdainful, holding his arms and looking at the old man with crooked eyes!

Seeing Wang Hu's appearance, the old man was even more angry, but just when the two of them were panting, staring at each other with big eyes and trying to persuade each other with their eyes and convince each other, the direction of the Heaven Swallowing Temple in the distance suddenly made an earth-shattering loud noise, and then suddenly a colorful light rushed into the sky, and a colorful Sky Swallowing Python rushed out of the Heaven Swallowing Palace, directly into the high sky, and even illuminated the entire dark night sky above the Heaven Swallowing Palace!

"Xiaoqing!" Wang Hu let out an exclamation!

"It seems that the girl's immeasurable calamity is really coming!" The old man looked up at the sky, the expression on his face was a little complicated, and his fingers moved quietly, but when he saw Wang Hu next to him, he finally put it down helplessly.

"Forget it, the old man is old, the fate of my Sky Swallowing Python clan will be decided by the Sky Swallowing Python himself!"

(End of chapter)