The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

At this time, the strong men of the Wu clan came to the scene one after another, and they all celebrated with joy.

The Wu Clan once again appeared a Hun Yuan Da Luo Jinxian, which also heralded the rejuvenation of the Wu Clan.

When the Lich clan fought, the Wu clan had never had such a powerful strength.

Sage Houtu saw that the Wu Clan was almost here, and after a while of celebration, she took the initiative to speak:

"Now your Majesty rules the Three Realms and all spirits live in peace. Although we and the Monster Race were mortal enemies at the beginning, we are now aloof, and the Monster Race is in decline. From now on, our Wu race should abandon the previous suspicions, and work together to work together. Assist Your Majesty in governing the Three Realms, and you can no longer challenge your mortal enemies!".

When the Saint Houtu spoke, the other ancestor witches were taken aback. No one thought that Saint Houtu would say this.

But they changed their minds, and they were relieved. The Demon Race is now withered, and only a few small people are left to support it. It is indeed no longer the ancient Demon Court at first, and they have no grievances with the Wu Clan.

Thinking of this, several ancestral witches nodded one after another.

The Jiu Yin of the candle had just broken through, and he had always been agile, through the words of the saint of the earth, he had already faintly noticed something.

"My breakthrough may also have something to do with this matter. No wonder, when I was in retreat, I suddenly had a good idea and blessed my soul!"

Zhu Jiuyin sighed secretly in his heart, and Heavenly Dao sensed the Lich II Clan to let go of his predecessors, and naturally lowered some auspicious blessings, and Zhu Jiuyin was the beneficiary.

"Your Majesty has not been to the underworld for many days. This time, taking advantage of the opportunity, why not have a drink?"

Emperor Jiang Zuwu laughed, and kindly invited Kunpeng.

This time, Zhu Jiu Yin successfully broke through. This was a major event for the entire Wu Clan, and they must have a big banquet.

"Since you are invited, let's have a drink today!"

Kunpeng simply stayed, the wine brewed by the Wu clan is a treasure, and he also likes Kunpeng very much.

Seeing Kunpeng promised to stay, Saint Houtu glanced at him without a trace, and then quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Your Majesty, please!"

Emperor Jiang Zuwu brought Kunpeng to the hall, and he ordered his subordinates to prepare a banquet.

At this time, there were also some monks in the wild land. They were all good friends with the Wu clan, and some were friends with Jiuyin. These monks came to celebrate.

For a time, the hall was very lively, and the banquet was quickly prepared.

Kunpeng and the others feasted in this nether palace, there is indeed a special charm.

A group of monks who came to celebrate saw that Emperor Kunpeng was also here. They were shocked one by one, and they mistakenly thought that Kunpeng was the same as them, specially to celebrate Zhujiuyin.

"Your Majesty, this wine is called Shenxianzui, you have to be careful!"

Emperor Jiang Zu Wu smiled and brought out a jar of unique wine.

When he opened the mouth of the altar, a scent of wine was immediately permeated.

"I'm going to taste this wine today, to see if it has such a powerful name!"

When Kunpeng heard the name Shenxian Zui, he smiled and didn't care.

Everyone knows that his Kunpeng is now the supreme of the Great Dao Realm, and what kind of fairy brew can make him drunk?

Emperor Jiang Zuwu personally poured a cup for Kunpeng, and they toasted to congratulate.

"This cup, to celebrate the success of the Jiu Jiu ** friends in proving the Dao, all Dao friends have a drink together!"

Emperor Kunpeng made a toast personally, and for a while the scene became completely alive.

Kunpeng took a toast and drank it, but at this time a sense of spicy and intoxication came to life, walking along his throat all the way with his limbs and skeletons.

"Sure enough, good wine!"

Kunpeng nodded in praise, this kind of wine really made him obscure when he did not deliberately resist it.

"Hahaha, since your majesty likes it, today's candle nine yin will also offer your majesty a cup. For these years, your majesty has ruled the floods, and I should all be grateful to your majesty!"

Zhu Jiuyin picked up the wine and drank it, and the other monks all got up and thanked one after another. Kun Peng smiled and drank it again.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Kunpeng's appetite greatly increased. He tasted the food on the table one by one, and drank a lot of fine wine.

At this time, the beauty of the fairy drunkenness was reflected, and Kunpeng felt mysterious, and there was a sense of drift.

This feeling really felt like being drunk, Kun Peng didn't resist, he let his thoughts fly, and continued to drink with the ancestors.

Wu Clan Erlang was not afraid of wine and meat. After eating and drinking, they gradually let go. Without the restraints they had before, they became a piece with Kunpeng.

"Your Majesty, have another glass!"

Qiang Liang Ancestor Witch persuaded him to drink a lot. He also drank a lot, and his steps were a little unstable, but Qiang Liang Ancestor Witch was very happy. He didn't use his power to eliminate drunkenness, and continued to drink with Kunpeng.

"Friend Qiangliang, you have a good drinker, come and drink this glass together!"

For a time, the whole hall was filled with wine, and the god of the witch clan was indeed extraordinary.

The monks from the three mountains and five mountains, the supreme from all over the world, had been drinking in a mess at this moment, and some even fell asleep.

The Saint Houtu is also very happy today, she also drank a lot, at this moment, a small face is full of blush, on the contrary, it is a little more charming.

In this hall, there were more and more drunk gods. The Jiufeng Great Witch who was serving on the side saw that everyone was drunk. She ordered the maids to help all the guests who came to rest in the temple one by one.

Even the nine-yin candle that just broke through, he can't afford to get drunk.

"Niang Niang, Niang Niang!"

Jiufeng Great Witch looked at the sleeping Saint Houtu, her face was embarrassed.

This time everyone was drunk, and even the always calm Emperor Jiang Zuwu had drunk to the ground, and Jiufeng Great Witch could only stand up and preside over.

"Nine Phoenix Great Witch, what should His Majesty the Emperor do this day?"

Xing Tian asked Jiufeng, his face looked confused.

Jiufeng Great Witch looked at the Saint Houtu, smiled on her face, and said to Xing Tian:

"You don't need to worry about it, hold on to your majesty, I'll take my mother and come with me!".

Jiufeng Great Witch hid the mystery in her eyes, and she waved back the maids on the side, and personally helped the saint of Houtu.

This Houtu is slim, yet plump, and Jiufeng is holding on to the waist of the saint of Houtu, she can't help but envy, "The empress is really promising!"

Xingtian Great Witch was full of puzzles, but Jiufeng had always been prestigious among the Great Witch, so Xing Tian didn't ask too much, just supporting His Majesty Kunpeng.

They arrived in the temple of Saint Houtu in a short time, and the great witch of Jiufeng first came to Empress Houtu's bedroom, and she put Houtu on the jade bed.

The Great Xing Tian Wu who followed in was taken aback for a moment, and his heart became flustered.

"Nine phoenix is ​​not allowed, so your Majesty and the saint blame it, how can it be good?"

At this point, Great Witch Xingtian didn't know what Jiufeng Great Witch's idea was, so he hurriedly stopped Jiufeng.

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