A huge demon dragon head appeared in the volcano, raised his head and roared, and even knocked all the dragon kings of the four seas away.

The Dragon King Ao Ji of the North Sea was shocked and inexplicably, "How is it possible? The aura of the demon dragon actually gave birth to spirituality..."

The demon dragon that fell in the volcano originally had only a trace of breath. Usually, if the true spirit soul is not present, it is impossible to have the chance to be resurrected, but now it seems that it is about to be resurrected.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea Ao Guang was shocked, "Yunxin, don't practice anymore, it's dangerous..."

But Ao Yunxin was like a demon, floating at the entrance of the volcano cave, desperately transporting essence and blood into it. Her eyes gradually became confused and she murmured to herself,

"No, the spiritual treasure must be born, otherwise, what will my dragon clan use to survive the disaster..."

However, the aura of the demon dragon in the volcano became stronger and stronger, and a light of inspiration gradually flashed in its huge eyes, as if it was really alive.

Ao! A huge roar came from the mouth of the demon dragon.

The Dragon King of the Four Seas was shocked. Unexpectedly, their operations actually caused the dragon spirit of the ancient demon dragon to gradually resurrect.

As the demon dragon's more and more terrifying aura emanated, they knew they were going to suffer.

If Ao Yunxin is drained from his essence and blood and falls into a volcano, he will be refined into a spiritual treasure.

Even if the spiritual treasure is born, it will be occupied by the true spirit of the demon dragon and will not succumb to them.

At that time, it will really be a loss to the wife and the soldiers.

The Dragon King of the Four Seas flew up and wanted to stop him, but he was pressed by the extremely powerful aura of the demon dragon and could not get close to him.

The ancient demon dragon was at least as good as Taiyi Jinxian when it fell. Even if it only recovered a little power, it was not something that the mysterious immortals like the Dragon King of the Four Seas could deal with.

Ao Guang wanted to cry but no tears. If Ao Yunxin was really broken here, the hope of the dragon clan would be shattered.

Ao Yunxin is about to fall into a volcano at this time and becomes a sacrifice for the birth of the spiritual treasure and the revival of the demon dragon.

Her eyes became more and more confused, so she took out the statue and murmured,

"Master, what should I do now? In order for the dragon clan to have a powerful spiritual treasure, should I sacrifice myself? In this way, at least the dragon clan can have a top-grade spiritual treasure..."

This is her subconscious action.

Over the past few years, whenever she encounters difficulties, she will take out the statue and pray to someone, but she has never received any response.

At first she felt depressed, but now it has become a subconscious effort to seek comfort.

At this moment, the statue flashed, and the top of the volcano became chaotic, wrapping Ao Yunxin in.

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In the tea shop,

After Yun Qianyu closed the door, he made some side dishes, poured a pot of wine he had made, and drank it in the backyard.

There were only about ten jujubes left by the alien Wukong before, and he had never been willing to eat them, and now he has taken them out to drink.

After eating two, he spitted the date pits into the corner of the yard, but he didn't notice that after the date pit fell to the ground, he slowly drilled into the mud.

Yun Qianyu hummed a small song and sipped for a while, and found that the donkey he picked up was looking at him in the shed.

He laughed and scolded, "What do you want to do? You don't eat the soybeans you give to you. Do you want to drink alcohol?"

The donkey screamed.

This guy was indeed attracted by the smell of wine. He used to like drinking very much, and he could not help it when he smelled a strange smell of wine from afar.

Yun Qianyu was also happy to drink, so he came to the donkey with a glass of wine.

"You really want to drink? Do you know how to drink? You are also strange ass. You are picky and lazy and want to drink. Where did you learn this?"

The donkey shouted with a flattering look on his face, staring at the wine glass in Yun Qianyu's hand with his eyes fixedly.

Yun Qianyu saw that his drooling old man was also interesting, so he smiled and said,

"I'll give you a drink. This is the immortal drunkenness I brewed by myself. I used some special methods to purify it. The degree is at least 60 degrees. Don't drink too much, haha..."

Yun Qianyu is quite proud of winemaking.

The main reason is that when he was traveling abroad, he discovered that the wines in this world are all wines with low levels.

Even those so-called spiritual wine brewed by monks, he bought it for a lot of money, but unfortunately he couldn't drink it well.

It is said that spiritual wine is rich in spiritual energy, and it can make people feel comfortable after drinking it, but after drinking it, he feels that it is no different from ordinary wine.

So Yun Qianyu, who is still good at wine, felt that the wine in this world was completely unfavorable, so he studied it himself and used distillation and other methods to brew high-level wine.

However, due to the technical problems, it was impossible to mass produce it, which was enough for him to drink it himself, so he didn't sell it for sale.

When the donkey heard him say this, his eyes flashed with disdain, and thought,

"I have been drinking wine for so many years, and since I was promoted to the Mahayana realm, I have never been drunk again. I won't mention the degree. Even if your wine is a fairy wine brought from the upper realm, it contains the aura of fairy spirits, it is probably impossible to get drunk with me in a small cup."

It discovered an ancient fairy land a thousand years ago, which contained not only many magical pills, but also a small pot of fairy wine.

So it has really tasted the taste of fairy wine, not bragging.

It is precisely because it discovered the ancient immortal trace and obtained great opportunities that it was able to be promoted from a little demon to the Mahayana in just a thousand years.

But it was also because I took too many pills and had too fast promotion and unstable foundation. When I passed the tribulation, my efforts were in vain. Not only did all the magic weapons be damaged, but I almost died.

If it hadn't been for the new owner in front of him, it would have gone gray.

Yun Qianyu was a little drunk at this time and did not see the disdain in the donkey's eyes. Otherwise, if he dared to look down on the wine he brewed, he would probably be the donkey's meat and it would be too far away.

The wine in his hand reached the donkey's mouth.

The donkey quickly raised his head and swallowed the wine without leaving a drop.

A hot feeling came from his mouth and then burned all the way to its stomach.

The expected fairy spirit energy did not come, and even spiritual energy. In its opinion, this is just a relatively high-level mundane wine.

It was just about to say, "It's good to drink, but I want to get drunk, but it's still far from being a stinky nonsense."

I felt a rumbling sound in my stomach, and the hot feeling exploded and instantly filled my whole body.

Then, all kinds of mysterious and profound truths came to my heart.

It only felt that its head was filled with all kinds of wonderful principles, making it dizzy and unable to extricate itself.

Yun Qianyu fed the donkey a glass of wine, and saw it shaking, then fell to the ground and fell to sleep.

He laughed, "This is too poor alcohol content. He can pour it into one glass. He dares to learn to drink..."

He didn't care about the drunk donkey, and went back to the small table to continue drinking.

After drinking a pot of wine, he had become drunk.

Yun Qianyu stood up with a shaking shaking, and did not clean up the dishes, and went back to the room and fell asleep.

I don't know how long he slept, but he started dreaming again.

First, the scene that I often dreamed about, a large egg yolk was smashed into chaos, and then the dream turned into pieces.

But the difference this time was that he seemed to hear someone calling him in a daze.

With that sound, he plunged into a piece of debris.

Then I saw many bizarre scenes.

And at this moment, in a certain world,

The highest "Da Luotian" outside the thirty-three heavens, in Zixiao Palace, a senior Taoist Qinghuang who was meditating opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

He counted his fingers, but he didn't figure out anything, but he felt something was wrong.

But no matter how he calculated it, it was still calm and fruitless.

Since there was no result, the old Taoist closed his emotions and entered into a state of meditation.

However, the six saints in the other six holy palaces in this world did not notice anything.
Chapter completed!