The Ancient Wine and Sword Immortal: I become stronger when I drink!

"Fellow Taoists, where are you going? Please stay, don't hurt your harmony."

At the necessary place between the East China Sea and Zhaoyao Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi, Randen Taoist, Antarctic Immortal Weng, and Yun Zhongzi worked together to intercept Jie Jiao and his party.

"How dare you stop me! It seems that I haven't hurt you yet!" Zhao Gongming roared, and twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls flew out, turning into blue waves of the sea, and endless divine water surged towards Zhen Yuanzi and others.

"Don't be so angry? Anger can harm your body. We, as cultivators, should nourish our energy and meditate quietly." Zhen Yuanzi laughed loudly, waved his big sleeve, and a ball of yellow light flew out, and the book on the ground blocked the two The fourteen Sea-Dinging Divine Pearls, despite being attacked by Zhao Gongming, remained unmoved, as if they still had some remaining strength.

"kill!"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and many disciples of Jie Jiao roared and joined the battle group.

The Holy Mother of Jin Ling faced off against Taoist Ran Deng, Wu Yunxian faced off against Yun Zhongzi, and the remaining Jiejiao disciples joined forces to attack the Antarctic Immortal.

Bang bang bang!

The two sides fought for half an hour.

All members of the Jiejiao team showed real fire.

"Zhen Yuanzi, get out of my way! Otherwise, I will teach you and teach you until death." Zhao Gongming was extremely irritable and yelled.

"Calm down your anger! Calm down your anger! When has the relationship between your Jie Jiao and my Chan Jiao become better? Aren't they always fighting to the death? Listen to me, just go back where you came from. You can't save Kunpeng. Return to Lin Fan from Kunpeng, The moment he worked hard for Lin Fan to reunite with the demon clan, his fate was destined to fall." Zhen Yuanzi said calmly.

"Okay! Mr. Zhenyuan, after today, I will remember you. As long as I am still alive, your Wuzhuangguan lineage will one day perish!" Zhao Gongming yelled.

"I'm waiting for you. I don't know when my Wuzhuangguan lineage will be destroyed, but I know that it won't be long before you can see the fall of Demon Master Kunpeng." Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile.

He just liked to see Zhao Gongming furious because of his incompetence. The angrier his opponent became, the calmer he became.

Zhao Gongming was so angry that the Three Corpse Gods came out of their body and said: "Do you think you won? No! Don't forget, Senior Brother Duobao hasn't made a move yet. You taught the Four Quasi-Sages to come hand in hand to stop us, who can Come and block Senior Brother Duobao. As long as Senior Brother Duobao is here, he alone can defeat the leader of the Four Sacred Beasts."

Zhen Yuanziyun smiled lightly and said: "Since we want to stop you from going to Zhaoyao Mountain, we have already included Duobao in it. Don't worry, someone will stop him, and you will never guess who it is."

……

Taoist Duobao came out of the Pure Land and turned into a golden rainbow. His breath was like a tide. He was powerful in all directions, and all the creatures in the place he passed bowed their heads and surrendered.

His speed was extremely fast, and he rushed from the west to the east in just a few breaths, and the ocean appeared under the clouds.

Sudden.

His steps stopped.

A quasi-holy aura appeared above the ocean.

He sneered: "Are you here to stop me? No! You can't!"

The aura suddenly surged, rising from the early stage of Quasi-Saint to the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint and the late stage of Quasi-Saint. In the end, his aura was even more powerful than Taoist Duobao.

A figure appeared not far from Taoist Duobao.

There was a layer of mist on his face, and his posture was tall and straight. Standing there he looked like a god-king or emperor who controlled the heavens, or like an overlord who came out of ancient times and swallowed up mountains and rivers.

"Hide your head and show your tail!" Taoist Duobao snorted coldly.

But his expression was full of seriousness, and his intuition told him that this person was very powerful, very powerful, and that this was an opponent that required his full strength.

"Do you want to see my face clearly? Then let me see it!"

The fog on the mysterious man's face suddenly disappeared, revealing a face under the fog.

Taoist Duobao couldn't stand it any longer and exclaimed: "How could it be you!"

……

"Dad, can the third brother be ranked in the top five on the list of geniuses at the alliance conference?"

Shen Qingqing is sitting on a chariot pulled by nine ancient beasts. The chariot's compartment is engraved with the word "god", symbolizing that this is the chariot of the Shenwu tribe.

She was a gentle and innocent little girl, looking seriously at Shen Tatian, the leader of the Shenwu clan.

Shen Tatian patted Shen Qingqing's little head lovingly: "Yes! The men of our Shenwu clan are all brave and good at fighting, with outstanding bravery and amazing fighting power. Your third brother has already reached the ninth level of divine connection, and he is only one step away from it. If you want to be promoted to King of Martial, you will definitely get a good ranking in this battle and be among the top five or even the top three on the list of geniuses!"

On the side, a heroic young man said: "Dad, I will definitely not disappoint your expectations!"

He is the strongest of the younger generation of the Shenwu clan and the third son of Shen Tatian.

Shen Tatian has many children, but he is the best.

At only thirty thousand years old, he had reached the ninth level of spiritual mastery. He was called the number one genius of the Shenwu clan, and he was astonishingly talented.

"Then Dad, where can you rank on the Martial King List?" Shen Qingqing said with an innocent look.

The Eighteen Tribal Alliance Conference will demonstrate force, redivide territory, and redistribute resources.

In addition, lists will also be ranked based on the strength of the strong men of each tribe.

The people on the list of geniuses are all under [-] years old. Most of the young geniuses from the major tribes are not as powerful as King Wu.

Above the Tianjiao list is the Martial King list. The people on the list are the top strong men of all the major tribes, and the lowest are the Martial King tier, which includes the clan leaders of each major tribe.

Shen Tatian's expression froze. His strength was not bad, but he was not at the top among the eighteen major tribes. He could only be ranked tenth at most...

He looked at his daughter's sincere eyes, coughed, and said: "With my strength, I can definitely be ranked in the top ten. It's hard to say where I will be."

"Top ten! So awesome!" Shen Qingqing clapped happily.

Shen Ta Tian was extremely embarrassed.

In fact, his strength can at most be ranked eleventh on the Martial King List. The reason why he is ranked tenth is because Lin Fan killed the Tianwu clan leader who was stronger than him, and he moved up a little bit.

"Dad, where do you think that big brother can be ranked on the King of Martial Arts Ranking?" Shen Qingqing already knew about Lin Fan's terrifying record of wiping out the Tianwu clan with one palm, and he admired him so much that he completely became Lin Fan's little fan. sister.

Shen Tatian thought about it seriously and smiled bitterly: "His strength is the only one I have ever seen in my life. Maybe he can already be ranked first in the Martial King List."

The minds of many powerful Shenwu clan members who came with Shen Tutian in the carriage were buzzing, as if a cannonball had been thrown into their minds, and they were so shocked that they were at a loss.

The patriarch thought so highly of that man!

"If nothing else happens, he is number one on the Martial King List. Of course, he may not come to compete! After all, he is too low-key. I have never seen him before." Shen Tatian said.

boom!

A huge horn sounded in Emperor Wu's city, as if it was the horn of the ancient god of war. It made people's blood rush, as if something big had happened.

"The Eighteen Tribe Alliance Conference has begun. Let's go!"

Shen Tatian said in a deep voice.

Soon, the Shenwu clan chariot rushed to the Eighteen Tribe Alliance Conference.

The venue of this conference is a huge square in Emperor Wu's city, which is a trillion feet long and a trillion feet wide. For giants like them, this square is also extremely wide and covers a huge area.

There are circular seats on the square, from front to back, the closer to the front, the higher the status.

The Shenwu clan was one of the eighteen major tribes of the Chuwu clan, and was immediately led to the forefront by the welcoming waiter.

Shen Tatian sat in the front row.

His children sit in the second row.

Shen Tatian glanced around and saw many old acquaintances in the first row of seats. They were basically the clan leaders of major tribes or the top strong men in the clan.

Many kings of Wu talked happily and communicated with each other.

"Old God, you are here too!" An old giant with withered muscles and thick veins greeted Shen Tatian.

"Huang Wuji, you old guy is still alive." Shen Tatian immediately recognized this guy as the patriarch of the Huangwu clan, Huang Wuji, who was slightly lower than him on the Wuwang list.

Two old guys who hadn't seen each other for many years talked eagerly about the past.

As we chatted, we talked about the popular candidates at the top of the Martial King List.

"Old God, the top three on the Martial King List must be the one from the Diwu clan, Bawang, the patriarch of the Bawu clan, and Taixuanyi, the clan leader of the Taiwu clan." Huang Wuji said.

"Otherwise, otherwise!" Shen Tatian shook his head and said, "I thought there was one person who had the strength to be among the top three, or even the top two, or even the first."

"Impossible! These three people have been sitting in the top three positions for so many years." Huang Wuji hesitated for a moment. He knew that this old friend never told lies. "Could it be that the leader of a big tribe made a breakthrough? Let me guess. , is it Xuan Wuxin, the patriarch of the Xuanwu clan, or Ji Daoxuan, the patriarch of the Jiwu clan?"

"No! None of them!" Shen Tatian had an unfathomable expression on his face, "This person is not any Martial King among the eighteen major tribes."

"Can those small tribes produce such strong men?" Huang Wuji looked doubtful.

"He may not be from a small tribe. In short, I don't understand his origin." Shen Tatian hesitated.

"Who are you talking about?" Huang Wuji rubbed his hands, "They are all old friends for many years. Tell me quickly!"

Shen Tatian said seriously: "His name is Lin Fan, and he has a companion named Gui Ling."

Huang Wuji thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I have no impression."

Shen Tutian said: "I have no knowledge. If I told you that he killed all the strong men of the Tianwu clan with just one palm, would you dare to believe it?"

"What!" Huang Wuji gasped, his pupils shrinking into needles.

this! this! is this real?

Is he dreaming!

The Tianwu Clan is also a famous large tribe. Two Martial Kings are in charge, one is the sixth-level Martial King, and the other is the fourth-level Martial King. They are very powerful. If they want to destroy such large tribes with one strike, unless that person is the legendary tenth-level Martial King. !

As the two people talked, strong men from many tribes filled the seats one after another.

There is only a little time before the conference is about to begin.

However, there is still one person missing from the first row of seats.

The Bawang, the leader of the Bawu clan, has bulging muscles and is much taller than the average giant. The veins on his arms and legs bulge like black snakes wrapped around him.

He stood up and shouted at King Wu of the Diwu Clan who was presiding over the meeting: "Why doesn't the old guy from the Diwu Clan come out yet? Do we have to wait for him alone?"

The King Wu of the Emperor Wu clan smiled gently and said: "It doesn't matter whether the ancestor comes out or not. Because, no matter whether he is competing or not, he is the well-deserved number one."

"Hmph! He is too arrogant! He is the first in the Martial King List, and I am the second in the Martial King List. I have improved my martial arts skills during this period, and I am about to challenge him again. Why doesn't he come? Is he afraid of me? No!" Overlord yelled.

"The Wu King List is only the list of Wu Kings, and the Wu King List can no longer accommodate the ancestors." The Wu King of the Emperor Wu clan said meaningfully.

"What do you mean?"

The Overlord looked confused.

Many of the big tribe chiefs and martial kings were confused.

"The ancestor has been promoted to the legendary realm of Emperor Wu ten days ago." King Wu of the Emperor Wu clan said with great pride.

boom!

Overlord, Tai Xuanyi, and the chiefs of many large tribes, King Wu, were all shocked.

what!

Emperor Wu!

The head of the Diwu clan has been promoted to Emperor Wu!

"Since Chief Bawu wants to see the ancestor so much, then please ask the ancestor to show up." King Wu of the Diwu clan knelt down respectfully.

boom!

A tall giant suddenly came from a distance, stepping on the void with unparalleled speed.

The huge aura oppressed everyone's hearts like a tide.

Everyone felt like a ray on their backs, sensing the mortal danger.

"Emperor Wu!!!"

Shen Tatian spoke with difficulty.

His knees bent involuntarily, and he felt the urge to kneel down and surrender.

There was no more suspense in his mind.

The head of the Emperor Wu clan was promoted to Emperor Martial. No one in the world could be his opponent. He must be the best in the world. Even if Lin Fan came in person, it would be difficult to shake his status.

after today.

The leader of the Diwu clan should be respected in the world!