Su Hao walked to the white stone path, he felt that this thing was a little stupid, wouldn't it be faster to go directly to the sword.

It's just that after weighing it repeatedly, Su Hao finally chose a stupid way, who knows what is on that platform where you can only see a rough outline, wouldn't it be even more stupid if you crash headlong into the pile of spirits.

"You can't make it into something like a teleportation track, the spell should be able to do it......"

Su Hao was walking while thinking nonsense in his heart.

Ten minutes later.

Su Hao finally arrived at his destination, a very empty place, and there was no wine jar spirit haunted by what he imagined.

However, there was a small sound intermittently ahead, and it sounded like the sound of pouring tea into a teacup on a normal day.

Su Hao didn't hesitate and went straight to the place where the voice came from, and all the flying swords he put away flew out, hanging around his body in case of emergency.

Walked for a few more minutes.

"Hmm!"

The scenery in front of him made Su Hao a little surprised, a yellow-skinned gourd about three meters high stood on the ground, and an old man with crane hair leaned against the gourd, sitting on the ground.

The old man was holding a small white porcelain wine glass, looking at the size of the wine glass, Su Hao estimated that it was only less than a mouthful, but he saw the old man looking up and pouring wine.

One sip, two ......sips, Su Hao blinked, and once again confirmed that the thing in the old man's hand was indeed a small white porcelain wine glass.

The old man drank it, let out a long sigh of relief, raised his hand and patted it, and a thin line of water flew out of the mouth of the yellow gourd, which fell into the small wine glass accurately, and was about to drink it again, when the pair of angry wine eyes finally found Su Hao standing in front of him.

A pair of white eyebrows suddenly twisted together, and the old man raised his hand and sprinkled the wine in the wine glass towards Su Hao.

A piece of wine paused slightly in the air, and then scattered into hundreds of droplets, hitting Su Hao, and the aroma of the wine was a little stronger at this time.

Su Hao had already been on guard, and a mouthful of the Ziwei Town Immortal Sword transformed into a sword qi form, and wiped it into the air, intending to sweep away the wine.

A large drop of force came, and the flying sword stalemate slightly, then pressed the force and swept the wine to the ground on the side.

The old man looked at the wine on the ground, his throat slicing up and down, with a deep regret, and then looked at Su Hao's gaze becoming more and more irritated.

Su Hao didn't need to think about it, he knew that the drunkard old man blamed himself, and immediately attacked with the sword, preparing to quickly clean up the old man so that he could go to the next level.

Seeing this, the drunkard old man got up, patted the yellow gourd behind him, and a stream of wine gushed out from the mouth of the gourd, turning into a mouthful of small swords to meet Su Hao's flying sword.

Unexpectedly, these flying swords condensed by wine were like real flying swords, and they clanged when they collided.

But the Wine Flying Sword is not a real flying sword after all, and it will be scattered after two or three collisions, and it will be turned into a puff of wine again.

Su Hao's attack this time was fruitless, although the wine flying swords were unbearable, they were endless, and they could be condensed again after being dispersed

The yellow gourd still kept squirting out new wine, condensing into a new wine flying sword, this time it no longer dealt with Su Hao's flying sword, and changed the target to Su Hao.

Su Hao's mind moved, since the other party used the wine as a weapon, then he only needed to burn all the wine to dry.

There is no choice of Zhantan Divine Fire, and the Sun True Fire of the Sun Wheel is more suitable.

The dense fire feathers collided with the Wine Flying Sword, and to Su Hao's surprise, the Wine Flying Sword was not lit as he thought.

Although there was an unexpected situation, the result was not much different, but it was achieved in a different situation.

The sake was not lit, but it was evaporated by the scorching heat of the Great Sun Fire, and the aroma of the sake became more intense than ever.

Su Hao felt that his head was a little dizzy just by smelling it, and he was actually a little drunk, so he hurriedly urged the immeasurable jade bi to separate these wine gases.

Liquor continued to fly out of the yellow gourd, and collided with the true fire of the great sun, and the evaporated liquor formed a thick mist, enveloping the location of the old man of the drunkard.

Su Hao knew that the basis of all this was the yellow gourd, so he thought about commanding the flying sword to destroy the yellow gourd.

But after the flying sword entered the wine mist formed by the wine, it was like a sea ship in a storm, it was not controlled at all, and after rolling all over the body, it was thrown out of the wine mist.

It seems that as long as the wine that appears in the yellow gourd, it will turn into fog, and it can also be controlled by the old drunkard.

Su Hao retreated some distances, so as not to be caught off guard by the sudden attack of the wine mist.

This layer of wine mist turned into a wall, separating Su Hao from the drunkard old man, but Su Hao was in a passive state.

This wine fog wall, the drunkard old man can get by, and Su Hao can't get by.

With a brain teaser, Su Hao thought of the Ice Spirit Haoyue, since the wine mist wall was controlled by the drunkard old man, then freeze it, and by the way, use the characteristics of the ice spirit Haoyue's cold qi to weaken as much as possible, and even deprive the drunkard old man of his control.

However, Su Hao was a little hesitant, the connection between the old man of the drunkard and the wine spewing out of the yellow gourd was obviously extraordinary.

If the effect of the Ice Spirit Haoyue is not good, it may be an enemy, and the hydration will turn into ice, and the lethality will go to another level.

Just as Su Hao was calculating the gains and losses, the wine mist wall on the opposite side suddenly surged violently, and something strange happened.

Su Hao's eyes narrowed, staring at the wine mist wall tightly, trying to see clearly that the other party's routine was deciding how to deal with it.

Immediately, Su Hao discovered the problem, the thinner the wine mist wall became, and soon he could vaguely see the drunkard old man behind him.

The drunkard old man sipped his mouth, and the wine mist turned into a long snake that he sucked into his mouth, his face turned red, and his chest bulged high.

Su Hao's face was solemn, and he had already pinched the magic trick of Yimu Divine Light in his hand, ready to make a move at any time.

"Hiccup!"

The drunken old man sucked up the last wisps of the mist, and suddenly raised his head and let out a long hiccup.

This long hiccup that didn't fit the atmosphere was so abrupt that Su Hao's hand shook and almost pinched the handprint of the wrong spell, and he quickly refocused his attention and continued to prepare his spell.

It's a pity that the drunkard old man suddenly went on strike.

I saw him staggering back on the back of the yellow gourd, and he overwhelmed the yellow gourd, and the whole thing went up, and then the yellow gourd turned into light and left.

"Uh......"

Su Hao felt that he had been deceived by the old drunkard, and he was ready to cooperate with the old man drunken to have such an earth-shattering battle, but the old man was drunk.

It's so capricious.

There was no joy at all about passing the test, but Su Hao felt a little powerless.

There was another familiar sound of breaking the air, Su Hao had experience this time, he didn't overreact, he didn't raise his head, he just moved a few steps to the side, so as not to be injured by mistake.

The appearance of the stele also officially announced that Su Hao had successfully passed this test and could move on to the next level.

Su Hao put away the sword magic weapon and pressed his hand on the stone tablet again, but Su Hao was a little absent-minded now and didn't see the changes that had occurred on the stone tablet.

The stele lit up with one word, and then with another.