Chapter 87: An Old Drunkard with Terrifying Strength

Sun Haochi's arm was instantly pressed by the old drunkard's right hand, and his whole face was already covered with cold sweat.

He knew that the old drunkard in front of him had not released any aura or blood, but the feeling he had was several times stronger than the previous coercion of the Zixiao Thunder King, the overlord of the Demon Clan Thunderbird Clan, and now he not only did not dare to move, but his body began to tremble unconsciously.

"Damn, this Waste Qi Dao Temple will have such a powerful powerhouse!" Sun Haochi was shocked in his heart, his legs began to bend unconsciously, and when he was about to kneel, the little black dog jumped up from the bottom of the well with the blood spirit grass in his mouth, and then jumped directly onto Sun Haochi's shoulder, and looked at the old drunkard in front of him.

The old drunkard carefully observed the little black dog, suddenly let go of the hand holding Sun Haochi, looked at the little black dog as if talking to himself, and said, "It turned out to be you, the little guy, for that person's sake, the old man won't embarrass you, put down the blood spirit grass and leave here immediately." ”

"Old fellow, do you know my lord?" asked the little black dog, looking directly at the old drunkard in front of him.

"Hahaha, of course I do. The old drunkard opened the wine gourd and took a big sip of wine, and swept over Sun Haochi and the little black dog with half-squinted eyes, "If you don't recognize it, you and this kid are already dead at this time." ”

Although Sun Haochi knew that he was not the opponent of this old drunkard, it was not his character to sit back and wait for death, so he secretly released blood qi to wrap his whole body, and then luck fission was determined by the whole body, which dispersed the unknown coercion.

The old drunkard didn't pay attention to Sun Haochi, who was in a lowly realm, at first, but when Sun Haochi used the fission duel, he felt a familiar feeling, and then grabbed Sun Haochi's shoulder and asked him, "Boy, did you use the fission duel just now?

Sun Haochi looked at the other party's eyes, and for the first time felt that death was so close to him, and unconsciously told all the things about his acquisition of the Hundred Battles Inheritance.

After the old drunkard listened, he let go of the hand that grabbed Sun Haochi, but suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, "Hahaha, hahahaha." I didn't expect to see the descendants of the two old people after so many years, it's interesting, it's so interesting. ”

Sun Haochi and the little black dog looked at each other until the old drunkard stopped laughing, and then asked almost at the same time.

"Who are you, old fellow, and why do you know my lord?"

"Dare to ask what the seniors are called?"

"I have to think about what I am. The old drunkard took a sip of wine and smashed his mouth, "Outsiders call me a lot, you probably haven't heard of it before, and people seem to call me a drunkard recently." ”

"Drunkard Taoist?" is the name Sun Haochi has never heard of at all, and he has not seen any relevant records in the classics. However, the little black dog did seem to know the name, and exclaimed loudly, "Old fellow, are you the drunkard who was called the first person in the summer of the Heavenly Dao tens of thousands of years ago?"

"It's worthy of being a demon beast that once followed that person, and it still knows my name, it's rare, it's rare. ”

"My lord said before, old guy, weren't you wiped out by the Heavenly Dao when you broke through the Red Dust Realm?"

"Hey, hey, Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao is a fart!" As soon as the old drunkard said this, the sky directly above the Taoist temple suddenly became dark clouds and thundered, and a bowl of golden lightning fell from the sky and slashed towards the top of the old drunkard's head.

Sun Haochi and the little black dog felt a very terrifying aura from the golden lightning, and the man and the dog immediately retreated and hid twenty meters away.

"It's good to come!" the old drunkard did not dodge at all, and the mouth of the open wine gourd was aimed at the golden lightning that fell.

The moment the golden lightning touched the wine gourd, but it was sucked in by the wine gourd, and then the old drunkard shook the lightning-bubbling wine gourd a few times, raised his head and drank it into his stomach together with the golden lightning and the wine, and after drinking, he also showed an unfinished expression, and scolded the sky again, "Don't stop, Tiandao boy, let down more golden thunder and lightning, this thunder and lightning plus this wine are really delicious, old man, I haven't drunk enough." ”

As soon as he said this, the sound of thunder and lightning in the sky increased again, and dozens of lightning bolts that kept changing colors fell at the same time.

Sun Haochi was now shocked and didn't know what to say, he carefully counted how many colors the thunder and lightning had changed in the air, and then asked the little black dog on the side suspiciously, "Xiao Hei, this lightning that changes ten colors, is it the ten-colored thunder tribulation that no body refiner resists?"

"That's right, and the fact that so many rays of lightning in ten directions and ten colors have fallen at one time has far exceeded the limit of the body refiner's breakthrough during the enlightenment period, even if I am strong, I am afraid that I will be wiped out by two at most. ”

When the little black dog was strong, his strength was even stronger than that of a cultivator at the tenth level of the enlightenment period, and he couldn't carry two of these ten directions and ten colors of lightning, so you can imagine how powerful this lightning was.

The lightning of ten directions and ten colors was still hundreds of meters away from the ground, but Sun Haochi's body could no longer stand upright, and as the lightning got closer and closer to the ground, he finally sat on the ground, panting heavily.

"Can this drunkard be able to carry so many lightning bolts in all directions?" Sun Haochi's face was worried, he was not worried about the old drunkard he had just met, but for himself.

If this old drunkard can't bear the lightning of ten directions and ten colors, even if a lightning bolt falls on the ground, the aftermath that erupts will be enough to blast him to the scum.

However, when he saw the confident expression of the old drunkard, the worry in his heart finally decreased.

The old drunkard threw the wine gourd in his hand above his head, and then put his hands together for eleven beats, and the blood that rushed to the sky rushed out to the palms of his palms, and continued to hit the bottom of the wine gourd like a pillar of light.

The wine gourd was blessed by the blood qi, and it swelled up instantly, and in less than a suck, it became a giant wine gourd three or four stories high and glowing red.

A black vortex appeared at the mouth of the wine gourd, and the lightning bolts of ten directions and ten colors that fell from different corners all changed direction and fell towards the black vortex at the mouth of the gourd, as if they were attracted.

The ten-colored lightning bolts that were enough to kill the powerhouses of the Enlightenment Period were one after another falling into the black whirlpool, and then they were sucked into the wine gourd, and finally the entire wine gourd became transparent, and you could clearly see that the lightning kept changing color inside, trying to break the wine gourd.

Finally, in less than a few breaths, all the lightning was sucked into the wine gourd.

The old drunkard stopped transporting blood, and the wine gourd became its original size again, and he blocked the mouth of the gourd with a wooden stopper, and began to shake it in his hand.

With every time he shook, the entire Taoist temple shook a few times, and the power was beyond Sun Haochi's cognition.

It wasn't until the thunder in the wine gourd subsided that the old drunkard stopped shaking, and the dark clouds in the sky began to gradually recede at this time, Sun Haochi seemed to experience a life-and-death battle, and the whole person collapsed, lying on the ground and looking at the sky.

"Heavenly Dao boy, continue not to stop, this bit of lightning is not enough for the old man to drink for a month, come some." ”

Sun Haochi thought that the old drunkard's words would make the Heavenly Dao rain down more lightning, but in the end, the Heavenly Dao seemed to be subdued, and after a burst of thunder, it returned to calm.

A character who can make Heaven Dao helpless, if he can tie it up, then why worry about being wiped out by Heaven in the future?

After Sun Hao thought of this, a carp stood up, ran directly to the old drunkard and knelt down, looking very sincere.

"Master, please take me......"