Chapter 170: The Promise
"Haha...... The third prince laughed. ”
"Come on, do it."
The two of them raised the jar and touched it, and each poured a large gulp.
"Good wine! The wine of the third prince is really extraordinary, I'm afraid ordinary people can't drink it. ”
Lu Beichuan couldn't help but admire, even if he had drunk a lot of wine, it was extremely rare to have such a mellow wine.
"The name of this wine is Drunken Hanmei, and it is made from Hanmei in the far north, which is rarely visited, so it is difficult for even me to get this wine."
The land of the extreme north is a no-man's land in the Beicang realm, which is occupied by ice, snow and cold all year round, not to mention humans, even some ice-attribute spirit beasts cannot survive there. Only some extremely special spirit beasts can survive if they are fully adapted to the climate there.
After pouring a big sip of wine again, Zhou Yuan's face was full of loneliness.
"Everyone in the world knows that I have the luck of the Holy Dragon, and I will definitely be the king of this Great Zhou Dynasty in the future. My father also had high hopes for me, so I worked hard to cultivate and couldn't live up to my father's hopes. ”
"I envy you, Brother Beichuan."
Lu Beichuan was stunned, "Envy me? What do I have to envy? ”
"Brother Beichuan, although you are the Holy Son of the Immortal Heavenly Sect, you are more carefree than anyone else, although the scattered people are also free, but they are running around all day long for their livelihood and cultivation resources. Brother Beichuan, you are not short of those resources, and the sect does not have much restraint on you. ”
"How can I not envy such a free and easy."
Lu Beichuan heard the loneliness in Zhou Yuan's heart, and thought about it, if he could, he was afraid that he would rather not have this holy dragon luck, but also exchange for a leisurely life.
"If it weren't for the fact that this necromantic tide is too powerful, I would also like to enter the depths of the necromantic battlefield with you, Brother Beichuan, and explore it, it is very exciting to think about it."
Maybe it was the smooth sailing of the road, which made Zhou Yuan a little tired and eager to pursue those exciting things. If it weren't for the heavy burden on my shoulders, I'm afraid I would have traveled everywhere a long time ago.
"Then when this wave of necromancy is over, you and I will explore those caves together."
"Haha...... Good! ”
The two wine jars collided together, and this time they were both drunk in one gulp.
"Brother Beichuan, my father once said that the current Beicang realm is about to be unpeaceful, and at some time in the future, there may be a bloody storm, and at that time, maybe no one will be able to stay out of it."
"What if you and I travel the world together after that catastrophe?"
Lu Beichuan stood up and stretched out a fist.
Zhou Yuan comprehended, and immediately stretched out a fist and collided tightly with Lu Beichuan.
"Good!"
……
The recent Demon Suppression Pass has become a little strange, the prosperous scene in the past has become deserted, and the bustling streets in the past have become much less crowded at this moment, and they have become extremely deserted.
Those many adventurers gathered, and the scene of blowing water and farting was not there, and at this moment there were occasionally two or three people sitting in it.
There is no other reason than that the necromancy is about to begin.
This is a huge test for the Demon Suppression Pass, and in the face of the undead spirit who does not know the pain, the soldiers of the Demon Suppression Pass will definitely not be able to retreat.
The Great Zhou Dynasty also sent many people here, including many masters with the Divine Spirit Realm, which added a few chips to this necromancy.
Since that night, Lu Beichuan has not seen Ning Xiaoxiao, not because he can't see him, but because he took the initiative to distance himself and practice silently alone in a certain place in this Demon Suppression Pass.
Zhou Yuan would come over to drink with him and chat with him at first, but as time went by, Zhou Yuan stopped coming.
He is the third prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he has the luck of the holy dragon, he must participate in this battle, and he is also required to participate in various command plans.
This is what he is also upset about, but he still can't refuse.
In a certain courtyard, Lu Beichuan stood quietly in front of a spiritual straw man.
The materials used in this spiritual power straw man are extremely strong and tough, and various defensive runes and formations have been added to its body, and the defensive power is difficult to break even in the early stage of the Divine Spirit Realm.
The dark spiritual power condensed on Lu Beichuan's two fingers, and a strange fluctuation continued to spread from his two fingers, and with the convergence of spiritual power, the power of these two fingers also increased.
"Immeasurable Fingers!"
The two fingers disappeared suddenly, and when they reappeared, they were already on the spiritual power straw man, and on the extremely strong straw man's head, there were holes the size of two fingers.
"This immeasurable finger is also magical, it can continuously compress spiritual power, compressing spiritual power to the extreme, that kind of explosion is really terrifying, it is worthy of a miracle."
Lu Beichuan is also extremely satisfied with the power of this immeasurable finger, this is the reward of the Imperial City Sword Society, if it is simply to compress the spiritual power, he can also, but with the assistance of this immeasurable finger, the compression force and explosive power are even more powerful.
"City Lord Lu once said that the Necromantic Tide will break out in these days, and I don't know when it will be."
took out the jade pendant that could know Lin Xiaowan's whereabouts, the light spots on it were still extremely stable, and it seemed that Lin Xiaowan was safe and sound.
But even so, Lu Beichuan was still extremely worried, one more minute in that necromantic battlefield, Lin Xiaowan's danger in it would be one more point.
"Beichuan, hurry up and come to the city."
This is Lu Tong's thoughts, with his cultivation in the later stage of the Divine Spirit Realm, the transmission of divine consciousness, this distance is still extremely easy.
"Oh? Is there something wrong with me? Or is the necromantic tide about to begin? ”
Lu Beichuan didn't dare to slack off, and immediately set off and headed towards the city.
At the head of the city, here is the huge necromantic battlefield, and it is also the first strong line of defense against the onslaught of the necromancy.
"Uncle Tong."
Recently, the relationship between the two has also become familiar, and when he saw Lu Beichuan coming, Lu Tong also showed a smile.
"Beichuan, come and see."
Lu Tong beckoned, and immediately pointed forward.
Outside the city, the sky became extremely gray, and occasionally a bird passing by turned into white bones and fell to pieces.
Even the land has become evil at this moment, and there are no plants, and Lu Beichuan clearly remembers that there was still green vegetation at the gate of the city before.
"What is this?"
"The necromantic tide is coming, if you really want to infiltrate, it's best to go in at this time, lest you need to spend your energy to break through the necromantic army when the necromantic army arrives."
Lu Tong looked at Lu Beichuan, his face still had regret, once he went in this time, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was dead and alive.
It would be a pity for such an excellent young man to fall into it.
"Then it's troublesome for Uncle Tong to open the city gate."
Lu Beichuan hugged his fists.
The gate of the Demon Suppression Pass cannot be opened easily, especially at this critical moment.
"Alas, since you have made up your mind, I will not persuade you anymore, you should be very careful this time."