There are drinkers in the road, and they are drunk in their dreams with a pot and a sword.

There is a red-shirted drinker lying on the wine bar in Yangyuan City, the crystal wine continues to hang down from the jasper gourd hanging in the air, the red-shirted drinks with his eyes closed, which is incompatible with this building in this city, holding the jasper gourd is a fiery red little fox, and the strange eyes look at the unfamiliar environment from time to time, which is cute.

"I, have I seen you somewhere?" Di Wei stopped, the red shirt looked strange and familiar.

In Han Tao's eyes, it was not a red shirt, but a scarlet robe.

The red shirt didn't answer Di Xiao's words, but walked towards Han Tao step by step, and forcefully pulled out a pale golden long sword from the golden shield behind him, the sword body was extremely wide, and it was a giant sword.

"My Wenqu Xing, how dare you do this to me, how dare you do this to my brother. The red-shirted man chuckled, Han Tao's face twitched unnaturally, the corners of his eyes jumped wildly, watching him hand over the long sword in his hand, folding the fan to meet the sharp sword that was named Dragon Soul.

I thought you would never come out of the river Styx.

"If you don't come out, you will continue to kill, right?" The red-shirted guest had a hideous face, sharp canine teeth gnawed at his lips, and the big stargazer felt sad every time it fell, and Qinglong's death was just the beginning.

"I know why you came, just to find the entrance to the Immortal Realm to destroy my true body, but you can't find it, you don't become a true god, you will never be able to kill me, continue to be weak, my Wenqu has lived for so many years, no prison official can kill me, and if you don't go to the Chaos Heaven, you will never see me, even if this doppelganger is destroyed by you. Han Tao smiled strangely: "I can make the Hongmeng True Realm become real and restore its prosperity, and I can also let it continue to be buried in nothingness, something that has no future, what can you do with me? You want Lan Mengyao to be resurrected, I don't." ”

The sword stopped abruptly and retreated.

"Yes, I can only wait, wait for Di Wei and Huangfu Tu to find the Heavenly Soul, or wait for the Heavenly Soul to come to the door in person. "The red shirt suddenly grew old, old as rotten wood.

"Then get out of here, or I'll destroy you with my own hands and find the next Prison Officer. Han Tao's eyes instantly became serious and quite majestic: "They put all their hopes on you, but I don't care, as long as Chaos is alive, I won't die, year after year, month after month, is it true that only the void and ruins have existed for eternity? Han Tao chuckled.

Leave here, I will watch from the wall, peace of mind to be the Ming stargazer, if not, Ao does not regret it, you will die.

The redshirt smiled weakly, and the black hair suddenly changed color, and the scarlet was intertwined with silver threads.

A blood-like air flow enveloped the group, and they were devastated when they saw the light of day.

"Di Wei, remember that man will conquer the sky, and he will be born. ”

Countless chains erupted from the back of the red shirt, one of which was grabbed by him in his hand, and the other end was connected to the dragon soul foundation, and he galloped wildly, rushing towards Han Tao who suddenly stood up to the sky with his master.

A bouquet of jackdaws in the moon.

He never intended to appear under this sky again, and he never wanted to take revenge on anyone again.

...... who have lost their fighting spirit Loser.

Before that, he wanted him to understand what he had been through.

Scenes appeared in front of Di Wei, thousands of troops came from countless places, gathered into an army, silent with halberds in hand, dressed in blood red, all wearing cloaks, it was strange that he knew the names of these armies, as well as the titles and names of those high-spirited generals.

The Gale Army, the Iron Cloth Army, the Split Dome Army, the Burning Flame Army, the Wind Nightmare Army, the Huaihua Tiger Horse, the Blood Floating Slaughter, the Zuo Yu Guard, and so on.

They died, they didn't die, at least they were the ones who charged at this moment, and there was no shortage of one.

Xuanhu Xuan Tianhao's Eight Thousand Blood Floating Slaughter was dressed in the Nine Yin Red Moon Cold Wolf Armor and rushed to the front, just like the sharp edge back then.

"This sword is empty. The iron chain roared and shouted, and the dragon soul smashed the heavenly dome against Han Tao's top gate and was shattered by the fierce starlight, losing both. Starlight shatters, and the blade of the sword shatters.

"This sword is empty. "Millions of sword qi pointed at the sky, each with a sword hanging from their heads, looking up to the sky and roaring, that sword qi took advantage of the battle intent to go against the blue sky, cutting Han Tao's body into blood, and then being crushed into powder by the power of the stars.

"This sword is famous. The sword qi did not rise, and at the end, it stabbed at Han Tao's chest, and after the sword qi, the red shirt rode up on the dragon, dragging the iron rope dragon soul and let out a sharp roar, and the sword shadow hit the stargazer indiscriminately, Han Taowu took all the sword qi with a long smile, and the Qi slash became weaker and weaker, just because it was becoming more and more affectionate.

You don't see the ancient officials turning their palms over to live and die, closing their eyes to designate life and death, thinking of the rise and fall of the galaxy, raising their swords and bowing their heads everywhere.

The more we open our eyes to the suffering of the world, the more vulnerable and vulnerable we become.

Just because the Son of Heaven lives in the temple and governs the country, the people are far away from the mountains and forests to survive, and it is wrong to give up the big and seek the small.

"This sword is in vain. The red-shirted roared, and the sword qi in the sky pressed into the six-foot golden mangs in his hand, and more than a hundred blood shadows rushed out of his body, dancing a heavy snow in front of Di Wei! The gray and blue tornado enveloped Han Tao's true body, and a wisp of it fell from his forehead, and the corners of Han Tao's eyes suddenly cracked and blood flowed out.

It's kind of interesting.

The giant chuckled and said nothing.

Then I watched the red-clothed Tibetan sword in the sleeve who jumped back thousands of miles and began to raise his head and run wildly, every step of the tsunami landslide, accompanied by the shadow of the tiger and wolf, one step long, and not long to rise to the level with him, fists and feet, the two giants collided together, the spirit god fought outside the sky, the spirit spirit fought around the body, and they attacked each other with the most primitive force.

"You Wenqu, you're just an old dog who guards the road!" the blood-red giant roared, striking Wenqu Xing with a heavy fist, and no matter how many star incarnations came to stop him, all of them were shattered by a single punch.

"Wenqu Xing, I will break the army and sit down, break the army and descend into the world, and break the army star!" The crazy giant's eyes were oozing blood and howled: "Don't worry about you in general, don't deceive people too much, annoy this king to destroy you Zhou Tianlong Xingzhong, let your bullshit plan for the eternal world come to naught, if you dare to threaten me, I will kill you!"

"Wen, Qu, Wu, Qu!" The red giant slapped his chest and stood between heaven and earth with the fall of the stars and the punishment of the heavenly thunder, and shouted angrily in the name of the Great Stargazer and the Great Devourer, and was slowly swallowed by the black flames and disappeared, leaving only a heart-rending resentment echoing.

Han Tao opened his eyes and spurted out a mouthful of blood, grinning bitterly, and the empty jasper gourd on the ground fell into Di Xiao's arms with a hook of his hand: "Let's go, even so, you can rest assured to go north, Da Ming......"

Di Wei took a deep breath, lowered his eyebrows and put away the little gourd, pulled Li Mobai up without saying a word, and left directly.

This man is such a madman with a bad brain.