The scene was a little quiet for a while, and it wasn't until there was another explosion in the sky that a thunderbolt exploded in their ears, and several people reacted!

Although the old swallowing python listened to the series of words that Wang Hu muttered a little cloudy, but he heard Wang Hu's first sentence clearly, and immediately raised his eyebrows and looked at Ao Moang with an angry face: "Yes, you don't drink the wine that the old man gives you, don't you give me face?"

"This ...... Senior, Xiaolong's immeasurable calamity is approaching, your wine is too toxic, Xiaolong is probably blessed!"

"Hmph, don't dare to drink it, don't dare to drink it, there are so many chirps and crooked, you don't want to drink it? Lao Tzu really won't give you a drink, grandson-in-law, you drink!" The old guy glanced at the corner of his mouth, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and at the same time he stretched out his hand and shook it off, and directly threw the wine jar towards Wang Hu!

"Old man, this jar of wine is not good, there are only five colors in it, come and give me your nine-colored altar for the two of us?" Wang Hu said with a smile, stretched out his hand and wanted to grab the wine jar in front of the old man, but he was slapped down by the old man, and said with an angry face: "Boy, you want to be beautiful, this nine-colored broken intestine wine Lao Tzu only has seven altars, and he was reimbursed by your kid for three altars before, and now I want to, you don't want to be the grandson-in-law of my Swallowing Sky Python clan to give Lao Tzu a meeting gift, as soon as you meet, you will want to be east and west, and you will be shameless!"

"Hehe, as long as you can drink this nine-colored heartbroken wine, the kid will be shameless today!" Wang Hu hooked his palm, but he reached out again to grab the wine beside the old guy.

Don't blame Wang Hu for being so faceless and skinless, this wine is really delicious, and there is an extremely abundant pure aura in it, this aura is not of substantial help to Wang Hu's divine body and cultivation, but it is of great help to Wang Hu's spiritual power, you must know that Wang Hu's body is already a divine body, and his cultivation has reached the verge of immeasurable calamity, and even Wang Hu has been suppressing and purifying his cultivation since a long time ago, trying to use the demonic energy, ghost energy, spiritual energy, and even sword qi in his body. All the power of the sword qi and so on softened together, and then he became a saint who had never been seen before in this world, so he postponed the time for his immeasurable eons to come.

Only his own spiritual power is comparable to that of ordinary saints, but there is still a lot of room for improvement, which is still a little worse than those old gods and the old generation of famous demon saints like the old swallowing python.

He had always relied on the Phantom Demon Bead and the Divine Whip to protect his divine consciousness before, but in fact, his spiritual power was the weakest link compared to his physical body and cultivation, but he didn't expect that here, through the poisonous wine given by the old guy, it had improved a lot!

"Hey, what a shameless boy, I really don't know what Xiaoqing has taken a fancy to you?" The old guy didn't stop him this time, and let Wang Hu take away the nine-colored broken intestine wine in front of him, and with a shake of his hand, there was another jar of wine that also shimmered with nine-colored brilliance!

Although the old man spoke fiercely to Wang Hu, since Ao Moang and Prime Minister Gui Cheng came, he had always regarded Wang Hu as his own.

This gut-breaking wine is the same as their Sky Swallowing Python clan, the more brilliance flashes in it, the more toxic it is, and if it can refine the toxicity in it, the more benefits you will get!

Now Wang Hu doesn't look down on the five-colored broken intestine wine, but he has a soft spot for the nine-colored broken intestine wine that is more toxic and can be poisoned even by ordinary saints, and instantly compares the dragon clan of Ao Moang!

When the old man was the patriarch of the Sky Swallowing Python clan, he had always been suppressed by the dragon clan, and now he was very happy to see that the dragon boy was not as good as his grandson-in-law!

"Hehe, old turtle, is this dragon clan more and more unbearable, think about how majestic the golden dragon clan was back then, now it's good, I have been a slave under the human race for so many years, but the dignified dragon saint doesn't even dare to drink a glass of wine from me, it's really ridiculous and generous!"

Prime Minister Gui turned his head and glanced at Ao Moang, seeing that his face suddenly became a little gloomy when he heard the words of the old swallowing python, but he waved his hand secretly towards him, and then continued: "This generation of dragon clan is indeed not as good as it was back then, but at that time, the dragon clan was the co-lord of the world and owned Kyushu, and now what about it?

Ao Moang suddenly felt a little unbelievable when he heard Prime Minister Gui's words, you must know that Prime Minister Gui has always been a good man in his impression, but he has never said anything bad about the dragon clan so blatantly, but now he said in front of himself that he is not big, which is really a little unbelievable, and all these changes seem to have happened after Prime Minister Gui Cheng saw this old guy.

Intuition tells Ao Moang that something is not quite right with Prime Minister Turtle!

But before he could say anything, Prime Minister Gui continued: "But there is a little guy in the dragon clan who is not inferior to your son-in-law, and even in my feeling it can be compared to the ancestral dragon of the young age, and it is not impossible to reproduce the peak of the dragon clan in the original totem era, but I think an old guy like you and me may not have the opportunity to see it?"

"Are you talking about dragon battles?" Wang Hu interjected beside him!

Prime Minister Gui nodded, but his eyes were raised to look at the sky, just as a few people were talking, the immeasurable calamity that had been falling in the sky was beginning to look weak, obviously entering the end, Xiaoqing had already passed the most difficult period, and was already one step away from becoming a real demon saint!

"Hey, we've been breathing for so many years, and it's indeed time to leave, but listening to you say this, with my grandson-in-law, and my granddaughter, and the era when peerless Tianjiao like the Dragon Clan Dragon War was born, it makes people's blood boil when they hear it, how good it would be if the old man was born in such an era!" The old swallowing python also sighed, he raised his head and looked at the sky like the old turtle, his eyes were full of helplessness, complexity, relief and other emotions intertwined feelings!

"There are talents in the generations of the country, each leading the way for tens of thousands of years, old man, don't you live in the same era as there are opponents who make your blood boil? Haven't you and Prime Minister Gui also been young, and have struggled for their ideals? Although everyone lives in different eras, they are actually the same!"

Wang Hu was a little dissatisfied with the old man's words, so he pretended to be old and patted him on the shoulder to persuade him!

(End of chapter)