Emperor of Nine Suns

Feng Qiang looked up and saw Zhao Shi nodded gently: "You can drink."

"Oh." Feng Qiang nodded, looked at the bowl of tea again, and was stunned for a moment: This...is this really a bowl of tea? ?

At this moment, in front of his eyes, in the small celadon thin-bodied tea bowl, he could see that the ice beads had solidified, forming small snow-capped mountains floating in the tea.

Under the snow-capped mountains, the emerald green gems shone with a faint light.

The small bowl was also burnt red, and the red light shone on the small snow-capped mountains, like a blazing sun in the clear sky after the snow. The rays of light illuminated the tea all night long, giving off a faint red light.

...There is just a bowl of tea here and there, but this is clearly a unique scene with clear skies after snow and emerald dots!

Zhao Shi made another invitation gesture.

With a grin on his lips, Feng Qiang picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp.

As soon as the tea was in my mouth, I immediately felt the cold, hot, and fragrant air rushing back and forth between my lips and teeth. At that moment, all the pores on his body seemed to relax in an instant, and he couldn't help but let out a long breath of "Ha!"

After exhaling in one breath, a small crimson flame and a snow-white cold air spurted out of his mouth at the same time.

The feeling of coldness and heat also disappeared with this breath. Suddenly, there was only a strong fragrance lingering between the teeth and cheeks. It made people feel that the aftertaste was so long that they almost forgot all other tastes.

I vaguely feel that after drinking this bowl of tea, my spiritual power has become much purer! ?

"Heh... how about it? Is it worth waiting for a quarter of an hour for this bowl of tea?"

Looking at Feng Qiang's dull and shocked look, Zhao Shi asked with a smile.

Feng Qiang subconsciously touched his forehead, only to realize that he had suddenly started to sweat. He smacked his lips and nodded hurriedly.

Only then did he notice a sudden burning pain in his hand.

It turned out that the teacup was burned red, and when he grabbed it in his hand, it was immediately severely burned. He quickly threw the teacup out of his hand and rubbed his burned palms in embarrassment.

"correct,

Senior Brother Zhao, let's cross the Xu Peak...are we really going to be wiped out today? "

The palm of his hand was burned, which also made Feng Qiang wake up from the mysterious and mysterious fragrance of tea, and quickly asked a question he wanted to know.

"Is there any way to resolve this crisis?"

"Basically... there is no way to resolve it."

Zhao Shi thought about it for a moment and shook his head gently.

"What, even Second Senior Brother, you said that?"

Feng Qiang felt unwilling to hear these words, gritted his teeth and continued to ask.

"You are the person who has been on our Duxu Peak for the longest time. Do you really not know what other trump cards you can use on Duxu Peak? Legend has it that Duxu Peak was the most powerful Demon Ming Sect in ancient times. His lineage is even a leader in the entire demonic world. Isn’t there something we can do about it?”

"The masters of the twelve peaks have come together. Judging from our current situation, the destruction of the peak has basically become a foregone conclusion..."

Zhao Shi shook his head and sighed lightly.

"It basically doesn't mean it's certain. There is something in Brother Zhao's words. Is there any other glimmer of hope?"

Noticing the trace of reservation in Zhao Shi's tone, Feng Qiang was shocked and quickly asked persistently.

"The leaders of the ancient Duxu Peak have taken part in nature, and they should be able to calculate the catastrophe that will destroy the peak in the future. Isn't there anyone who has some backup plans??"

"Oh, you are indeed very smart to think of this."

Zhao Shi glanced at Feng Qiang in surprise. After thinking for a moment, he nodded and shook his head.

"The back-ups left by those in charge of Duxu Peak in ancient times have basically been used up. However, I vaguely remember hearing a motto, even if Duxu Peak is really destroyed, there should be some people You can escape..."

"What, really?"

Feng Qiang's expression changed when he heard this. He thought that Senior Brother Chu Chen might have a chance of survival. He felt a little relieved and asked quickly, "Who can escape? Is it Senior Brother?"

"I don't know the specifics. Time is too long and many things have been lost in history."

Zhao Shi shook his head, "The destruction of Duxu Peak by the Twelve Peak Masters has basically become a foregone conclusion, but as the saying goes, the Great Dao is fifty and Tianyan is forty-nine. Everything has a glimmer of hope, and I have been at Duxu Peak for so many years. I vaguely feel that this glimmer of hope does exist..."

"Second Senior Brother, the glimmer of hope you're talking about doesn't mean yourself." Feng Qiang curled his lips and rolled his eyes.

"You have been at Duxu Peak for the longest time. I think even the mysterious peak master knows you and remembers you. From this point of view, even if Duxu Peak is destroyed, those peak masters must be doing it for the sake of our peak master. , I will also spare your life..."

"Oh, you are wrong. This time I have decided to go to war and live and die with Duxu Peak. It can also be said that I have a last-ditch fight without leaving any way out! As the saying goes, a thought can make heaven and man commune. I have already expected that my strength has been exhausted. , so the chance of survival this time is definitely not mine.”

Zhao Shi shook his head freely and calmly.

"Don't you even know who that glimmer of hope is?"

Feng Qiang asked a little disappointedly.

"I don't know. The so-called energy and vitality are so mysterious. No one in the world can explain them clearly, and no one can completely understand them."

Zhao Shi smiled faintly, "What else do you want to ask??"

"The last question." Feng Qiang frowned, "I dare to ask Senior Brother Zhao, how long can this remaining formation of the Ten Jue Formation of Gods and Demons...can last?"

"This..." Zhao Shi raised his head and glanced at the looming black dragon in the air, and said with a wry smile, "Just hold on for three more hours at most."

"I understand, Senior Brother Zhao, I've caused a lot of trouble this time."

Feng Qiang nodded, bowed to Zhao Shi, and then turned and left the cave.

After walking out of Zhao Shi's cave, Feng Qiang walked non-stop towards Chu Chen's residence.

In fact, when Zhao Shi said that Duxu Peak had a glimmer of hope, Feng Qiang had been thinking in his mind whether the glimmer of hope lay with Chu Chen.

Although he was extremely happy that Chu Chen could escape.

But after he thought carefully for a moment, he felt that this was unlikely.

Although Chu Chen's combat power is well deserved to be number one on Duxu Peak, he is also in the greatest crisis.

After all, he personally killed the senior brothers of the ancient heaven-level peaks, including the Son of the Demon and the Son of Netherworld. Therefore, among the peak masters of the ancient heaven-level peaks, he was definitely the first one to make up their mind to kill them!

It can be said that the sky net was opened for Chu Chen, and it was impossible for him to slip through the net.