Chapter 436: Wine

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The picture disappeared, Wang Sheng stared at the golden circle thoughtfully, this picture came from time and space, according to his guess, it should be a picture of the past.

That god was sent by several great beings, is it for the sake of this demon god?

I can't figure it out, Wang Sheng shook his head, but when he saw this painting year, he finally knew that the demon god was not the only one, it was very likely that there was a family between heaven and earth, so it seemed that the demon god he had seen in the time channel of the Chinese ghost story world and the current one should not be the same!

Wang Sheng's eyes flashed slightly, in this way, the one who calculated himself may not have been a long time ago, or it may have come to this world, guessing like this, the identity of that person is no longer so mysterious.

Wang Sheng took a deep breath, the enemy is not as mysterious as he imagined, it is something to be happy about, what he is most afraid of is the unknown, which means invincible.

There was no more pause in the footsteps in the air, this golden circle must have been observed by several great powers at any time, and they would never miss the previous picture, and his abnormality might also be noticed.

"Huh?"

After a stop, Wang Sheng stopped and looked ahead a little surprised.

"Since Zhenjun intends to wait, why hasn't he shown up yet."

In his eyes, the void in front of him was nowhere to hide, and there was a handsome armored Taoist holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, looking at him with a little purple on his eyebrows.

It was Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, who chose the place where he met Wang Sheng for the first time, and waited quietly for Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng's voice fell, the void fluctuated, Yang Jian revealed his figure, his eyes swept Wang Sheng up and down like electricity, and finally shook his head and said: "I thought that Your Excellency was the key to Yang's last step, but I didn't expect that Yang was wrong, Your Excellency has already set foot in the truth." ā€

Now Yang Jian's cultivation is incomparably flamboyant, undisguised, like a light in the dark, the most conspicuous, Wang Sheng feels that the other party is actually a real physical existence, and more importantly, he sees the birth of the repulsive force of heaven and earth in Yang Jian's body.

He is quite weird, the repulsive power should only be aimed at celestial beings like him who are powerful beings, even if Yang Jian is only one step away from being powerful, he should not be treated like this!

He vaguely felt that this seemed to be related to the path Yang Jian was taking.

Wang Sheng also knew what the other party meant, and obviously planned to use himself as a stepping stone to break through the barrier.

The momentum on Yang Jian's body was put away, his expression returned to indifference, he landed on a dirt mountain from the void, and a stone table and two stone benches appeared in a wave of his hand, and then a big black dog also squatted beside him listlessly, Yang Jian sat down by himself, and then said, "Fellow Daoist, please!" ā€

Wang Sheng raised his eyebrows, he didn't have much time, and he didn't deliberately cover it up, he didn't believe that Yang Jian didn't see it, but he still did it, obviously with ulterior motives.

Moaning slightly, not mentioning the reminder in the past, Yang Jian now has the qualifications to let him stay, and his body flashed and he appeared on another stone bench.

Yang Jian bowed his head, and then waved his hand, and a glass of strong wine appeared on the table, which seemed to have been served early, like blood dripping red, thick and fragrant.

As soon as this glass of wine was taken out, the big black dog that had been listless on the side suddenly roared and roared at Yang Jian, and the dog barked as if he was angry, but Wang Sheng and Yang Jian could understand the meaning.

"Your uncle's Yang Jian, this is Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu!" The black dog skewered up and down, his eyes red and incoherent.

Wang Sheng looked at the blood-like liquor and showed curiosity, this is obviously an item like a natural treasure, but what can make Yang Jian think that it has an effect on himself now is obviously not an ordinary thing.

He didn't have too many expectations, his physical condition was not something that any genius earth treasure could repair, after all, the surging power of the third layer could not allow him to recover, he was in the precursor of decay, not an injury.

The Roaring Sky Dog jumped up and down, stretching out his mouth from time to time to forcibly snatch the wine glass, but Yang Jian just waved his hand to make it return in vain.

His brow furrowed, but he rarely gave an order to the Howling Dog, obviously knowing that this glass of wine was indeed very useful to the Howling Dog.

The Howling Sky Dog was really angry, his eyes were completely red, and the mist erupted in his mouth, as if it contained a high temperature, he suddenly took a few steps back, and then roared with an earth-shattering roar!

Wang Sheng felt that the heavens and the earth had darkened, and a prison-like space imprisoned him, and the strength of the confinement surprised him, it turned out to be a magic move comparable to a powerful means, obviously a life-saving move at the bottom of the box.

What surprised him even more was that he felt that this supernatural power was a little familiar, somewhat similar to the so-called divine prison he had seen in the barbarian country before.

"Howling Dog!" Yang Jian reprimanded with implicit anger, but still did not make a move.

"Whew!"

"Yang Jian, you lied to Lao Tzu, you said it was Lao Tzu, you hypocrite who has no word to believe! Is it easy for Lao Tzu to work hard with you for so many years, how many injuries you have suffered and how many tears have you shed for your birth and death! ā€

"Do you remember the ancient war Lao Tzu blocked that big witch blow for you!"

"Do you still remember the mythical era, Lao Tzu guarded your family for three days and three nights against the Heavenly Court's divine army!"

"Do you still remember that Lao Tzu has never complained about fighting with you in the north and south!"

With the tearful accusations of the Roaring Sky Dog, Yang Jian's expression changed, and he seemed to be ashamed.

But Wang Sheng's expression gradually became strange.

"You have forgotten, you don't remember anything, this is all the credit of Lao Tzu, for you, Lao Tzu has given up how many coincidences, how many beauties have been given up, cough, no, how much freedom has been given up, now that you have a new love, you forget Lao Tzu, you have no conscience!"

Listening to the words of the Roaring Sky Dog who didn't open the door, Yang Jian's expression gradually twitched, and finally roared, "Enough!" ā€

"Whew!" The Howling Dog was even angrier.

"It's not enough, this god dog is wronged in my heart, I have a grudge in my heart, you can ask for the beauty of this god dog, you can make this god dog have no freedom, but you can't take away the opportunity of this god dog!"

"That's the power of this god dog!" The last roaring dog roared again, and a large storm appeared in this space, sweeping up and down, towards the glass of wine that was still in Yang Jian's hand.

Great Chance!?

Wang Sheng raised his eyebrows, and the word power only represented one kind in their hearts, that is, people who set foot in the realm of truth.

Could it be that this wine has information that it doesn't know?

"No matter how noisy Yang is, he will completely seal you!" Yang Jian also roared, and waved his hand angrily to remove the tornado.

He obviously thought that the Roaring Sky Dog was the one who threw him in front of Wang Sheng!

"Okay, you Yang Jian, for an outsider to seal Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu and you fight!"