Zhan Tian was stunned, what is the situation. He looked at Pangu, who was already in the air with combat power, suddenly showing a look of horror, and couldn't help but look at the young man who was still sitting on the ground.

But he saw a golden flame rising on the young man's body, the finger mark of his left hand pinched, and a gray river of time and space appeared, and his right hand grabbed the position of Zhan Tian's hidden figure, and then threw it towards the long river of time and space.

"Damn, why can't we go back, old thing, what are you doing, stop ......"

The sound in his ears gradually faded away, and he felt the delicate body in his arms trembling, Zhan Tian looked down, but saw Mei Niang's figure slowly dissipating.

"King, in the next life, I still want to be your wife, are you willing to marry me?"

"Yes, I do. Mei Niang, don't you go......" Zhan Tian only felt blood surging in his throat, and wanted to shout loudly, but he couldn't make a sound anymore.

In an unknown space, a black phantom appeared in front of Zhan Tian out of thin air.

"Hehe, little First Demon, I am the God of First Demon. In order to repay the favor of a friend back then, I am waiting for you here, I can fulfill your wish, say it......"

"God of the First Demon, I'm Zhantian, I want Mei Niang to come back to me......"

“...... Change one. ”

"That's what I wanted......"

"This can't work, she's an evil thought doppelganger, and she's back to her body. You change ......."

"If I don't change it, I'll want to ...... girl"

"I'm annoyed, I told you, no. Change a ......"

"No ...... change"

“...... I'll give you the body of the first demon, can you change it? ”

"Don't, I'm going to ...... girl"

", bunny. I'm so angry, I'm just a remnant now, how can I have such a big ability, you actually want to start a god with evil thoughts, go to your sister. Get out of ......" The black figure slapped out with a palm at Zhan Tian.

"The First God, but my wife, are you my reincarnation, it should be, oops, I'm really crazy again, scolding myself, beating myself, no, I have to hold the body of the First Demon, or I won't be able to grab my wife and be bullied......" The black shadow muttered, and slapped another palm at Zhan Tian, who was about to disappear.

"Hey, I'm always clinging to my wife and creating evil...... The black shadow slowly dissipated, and the space began to collapse, turning into a wisp of black energy, chasing Zhantian's figure.

On a hill, a Taoist temple hall.

A sloppy old man, with a wine gourd in his hand, looked at a handsome young man with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.

"Pangu, why?"

"Master, didn't you say that my Dao heart is the strongest, I want to verify it?"

"Just verifying?" The wine gourd in the old man's hand fell with a snap, and his eyes slowly closed.

The man in the green shirt stood up, let the old man lie on the ground, raised his right hand, and said seriously to the old man: "Three styles of rebellion, the first type opens the sky!" ”

"Three types of rebellion, the second type of ground!"

"Reverse chaos three forms, the third type of reincarnation!"

With three slashes, the old man did not have a trace of wounds on his body, but his breath was broken, and the dead air appeared on his face, and the wrinkles crawled all over in an instant, and he no longer had the free and easy appearance he once had.

"Master, you have always taught me that cultivating the Tao and the Dao heart are the most important, and you can't be bound by family affection, kindness, and love. I am an orphan and have no family affection, but your kindness will become my bondage, so I cut it off today to prove the strength of my Dao heart. Let's go, ......" Pangu looked at the wine gourd that rolled to his feet, kicked away with disgust, and the god of war left.

After taking three steps, he turned back, felt it, and shook his head and left. The fingers in his sleeve kept pinching, and he didn't count anything, he exhaled, and with a stomp of his foot, a flame began to envelop the entire hall......

The flames quickly burned most of the hall, one by one the beams fell, and beside the old man, a young man in a black shirt suddenly appeared, he picked up the old man's body, thought about it, and picked up the wine gourd that fell on the ground.

A small clear lake, a small mound of earth, on the mound, a small wooden plaque, "The tomb of the teacher Yang Liu, the disciple of the unscrupulous Zhantian worships." ”

Next to the small mound, a young man in a black shirt with long black hair and dark skin patted the dust on his hands, looked at the tombstone, and said with some sadness: "Master, even if you do it all over again, you still don't believe me, I told you to be careful of Pangu, you just don't listen, but it's a pity that I, an unscrupulous disciple with no Taoist heart, no Taoist body, and no luck, can only watch you being killed." Iniquity...... Uh, this wine ......"

The young man just took a sip of the wine gourd, and before he could finish speaking, he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Three days later, in the evening, a restaurant in the small city, very lively, Pangu wedding, only 20 years old military generals to the ninth level of the young talent, hundreds of miles of countless people with heads and faces to celebrate.

A black-clothed and black-haired young man touched his chin and leaked an evil smile.

"Senior Brother Pangu, Senior Sister Houtu, come, have a drink and celebrate our wedding......"

Zhan Tian held two small wine glasses, handed them to Pangu and Houtu, picked up another one himself, raised his head and drank it all.

Pangu showed a hint of coldness in his eyes, Zhan Tian's words made him very uncomfortable, what is our big wedding, this is the result of his hard pursuit for several years, it is the big wedding between himself and Houtu, as long as he gets Houtu's body, his Dao body can stimulate the Dao Thousands of Bodies, this is the result of his derivation technique. But seeing that Zhan Tian was only a samurai first-level cultivator, he closed his eyes disdainfully, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, raised his wine glass and drank it in one gulp, always to leave a good impression in front of Houtu, in case Houtu's white and hoof lilies can still be promoted.

Hou Tu smiled and shook his head, the little junior brother likes her and has been pestering her, but she doesn't like him, she doesn't like him to sleep all day, do nothing, and shiver in cultivation, she has already reached the ninth level of martial arts, he is only a samurai level, I heard the master say that he and he are both transformed by the same lotus seed, and I don't know why the gap is so big. Thinking of Master, she couldn't help but feel a little sad, Master actually relapsed from his old illness and left, and he couldn't come to drink his own happy wine. Shake off the distracting thoughts in his heart, take the wine glass of Zhan Tian, and drink it all.

After Zhan Tian finished toasting, he found a vacant seat to sit at random, and silently calculated the time in his heart. For three days, he continued to mix water and debug the wine in the wine gourd, and finally controlled the time of fainting, the wine Pangu gave to the master was called Drunken Immortal Brew, which was the strongest wine, and one sip could make the gods drunk, and they didn't know anything, of course, this wine was colorless and tasteless, and it could also improve cultivation a little.

One hour, two hours, three hours, the guests dispersed one by one. Zhan Tian, as their junior brother, is naturally qualified and obliged to stay and take care of the groom and bride, after all, it is held in a hotel, not at home, and there must always be someone to take care of it......