Chu Yunchuan's fierce reaction made Yeqing feel a little uneasy.

After following him for so long, Ye Qing rarely saw him speak coldly, especially with a gloomy face like now, which was chilling! But this time, Ye Qing did not obediently go to Yaoding, Ye Qing felt that since he called him Brother Chuan, one person and two brothers, there were some things, it was necessary to remind him.

Ye Qing looked at the small emerald green gourd on the table, and asked earnestly, "Brother Chuan, do you know how rare this spiritual spring holy water is?"

"Are you finished?" Chu Yunchuan waved his hand and urged: "Don't linger here! ”

"Ding, don't be in a hurry to find it, there are some things I need to explain clearly. Yeqing picked up the small gourd and asked solemnly, "Do you remember the color of this holy water?"

"Do you also have amnesia with me?!" Chu Yunchuan stared at Ye Qing and looked at it, and asked with some confusion: "I said you bastard, which nerve is wrong today? Why is it so difficult to tell you to do something?"

"It depends. ”

"If you are asked to find a medicine tripod, will you still be able to give in?"

"It's not a question of yielding talent, the core of the problem is the spiritual spring holy water. ”

"What exactly do you want to say?"

"Why did Getu send a heavy garrison in Lingquan Pool, and even the royal family couldn't approach it casually? I might as well tell you frankly, if I were the king, I would do the same. In the rolling mountains of Elysium Island, there is an ancient divine vein, the so-called spiritual spring holy water, which is actually the essence blood of the divine vein, and the spiritual pond spring is the source of the divine vein, but you must not think that the holy water will continue to bubble up like a fountain. As she spoke, Yeqing stretched out a finger and said solemnly: "A drop! Only a pitiful drop of holy water comes out every day! Hundreds of millions of years, after hundreds of millions of years, a small spiritual spring pool has gathered, what kind of rarity is that?"

"Is this the nonsense you want to say?" Chu Yunchuan glared at him and said, "On the day I entered the palace for the banquet, I already knew these inside information. ”

"Now that you already know, then you don't take the holy water seriously?" Ye Qing knocked on the table and said: "The divine vein essence blood, used to water your divine tree body, it is a perfect match! If nothing else, after the transformation in the future, it is very likely that there will be no death points in the body, and for your situation, what is more important than improving your strength......

"Okay!" Chu Yunchuan reprimanded tirelessly: "Which is more important, I know better than you!"

"You know what a fart!" Chu Yunchuan's stubbornness made Ye Qing unable to bear it anymore, he hurriedly stood up and shouted: "Mu Xue risked her life to steal half a pool of holy water, it was all for you, even if you don't think about your own divine tree body, you have to consider Mu Xue's feelings somewhat, right?!If you let her know that you use this bottle of holy water to refine soul beads, and you still plan to give it away, guess what she will think!"

"Then do you know what I'm thinking now?!" Chu Yunchuan pushed half a glass of wine in front of Ye Qing, and when he let go, there was a bang, and the wine in the cup eerily rose into flames.

The soul of wine burns in the flames.

The shadow of the burning corpse reflected a threatening color in Yeqing's eyes.

There is a saying that toast is not eaten and punished!

Yeqing didn't know whether this was a toast or a punishment, and it didn't matter if it was a toast or a punishment, so she turned her heart sideways, and resolutely picked up the fiery glass of wine and drank it all. In an instant, the scorching heat burned from his throat to his abdomen, and the unbearable burning sensation forced him to prop his hands on the table, close his eyes and shake his head twice, and finally came to his senses.

Chu Yunchuan said indifferently: "You have too much nonsense today. ”

"Am I wrong? Even if you beat me up today, I still have to say what I should say!" Ye Qing picked up the wine jug and poured two sips violently, with the strength of this wine, he said categorically: "Except for a cousin who treats me as a waste of firewood, I Ye Qing has no half of my relatives in my life, that day, Mu Xue called me brother, I recognize her sister! As a big brother, I am inconvenient to say some things for her, but in this matter, I must not watch her be wronged!"

"What kind of grievances has she suffered? As her master, don't I even have the power to dispose of a bottle of Lingquan Holy Water?!" Chu Yunchuan got up, glared at Ye Qing angrily, turned around and slammed the door, and scolded all the way: "You bastards have a good life, you meet me, if you change to someone else, go and try to talk back!"

When the anger of the two men swells to the limit, there is no concern.

When Chu Yunchuan slammed the door and walked out, Yeqing was so angry that he smashed the cup and kicked the chair, so he almost didn't tear down this elf hotel.

He even wanted to go to the Infinite Prison and kill the High Priest immediately!

However, Yeqing is a smart person, and he also knows how many pounds and taels he has. He knew very well that even if he swallowed the Eternal Night Divine Bead and successfully cultivated the Dark Wing, with his current strength, it was still not enough to confront the High Priest, and that woman's cultivation realm was really terrifyingly high.

This night, Yeqing was completely sleepless.

However, tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle of the Kunpeng Shrine, and there are too many sleepless people in the world, and it is not just Yeqing alone.

Wangcheng death row.

On the eighteenth floor of the gloomy underground, there is a large boxy box hanging in the air, the box is made of some natural treasures, and the four sides are entangled with crackling thunder, turning irregularly, constantly changing angles.

The space in the box is a world of its own, and there are 100,000 giant slaves imprisoned inside.

The walls of the box cannot be seen through with the naked eye, but you can also know what kind of world it is inside by listening to the sound, and the roaring wind and thunder are mixed with the angry roar of the young man, the desperate lament of the old man, and the frightened cry of the young child...... All kinds of voices came out of the box, filling every corner of the eighteen-story dungeon, invisibly opening a scroll of life, showing the world to the fullest.

The feather-clad fairy raised her head and stared at the box, her indifferent eyes already filled with angry murderous aura.

But the king, who was standing beside him, did not regard her anger as a threat at all, but explained his masterpiece to her with a sense of accomplishment: "Inside, there is a dead city shrouded in dark clouds all year round, boundless! I call it the Nine Yin Thunder City, which can imprison hundreds of millions of living beings, how does it compare with your Pure World Hua Lian?"

"Let them go immediately!" The feather-clad fairy stretched out her right arm, and there was an extra Xuanhuang sword in her hand, and the cold tip of the sword pointed directly at the center of the king's eyebrows.

The king laughed back.

"This king is for your good. He stretched out two fingers to hold the tip of the sword, and said without hesitation: "Chu Yunchuan has returned alive from the Bantian Abyss and obtained the Giant Spirit Sword as he wished. Now, with the help of the Giant Spirit Sword and the body of the immortal divine tree, you are no longer his opponent, and for the sake of safety, this king has decided to cancel tomorrow's decisive battle and threaten him with 100,000 lives instead, so that he can kill himself, and everyone is happy. ”

"What if he doesn't cut himself?"

"One hundred thousand lives died because of him, and I believe it will be the greatest sin of his life. Sensing the change in the sword's momentum, the king subconsciously cast a spell to clamp the tip of the sword that stabbed forward, and said with a smile: "No one can bargain with me, and you are the same! But I want to remind you that when your sword pierces my body, the "Forbidden Book of Bliss" that you have dreamed of will also be wiped out with me. ”

"......!!!" The fairy in feather coat glared at him for a long time, and reluctantly took back the sword, and said coldly: "Tomorrow, I will fight!"

"How to break his immortal body?"

"Even the Saint Venerable of Nirvana will have a death hole, not to mention that he is only half a saint!" the feather-robed fairy explained, "On that day, I met him in the Infinite Prison, and I also had a glimpse of the Divine Tree, and his death hole is the heart of the Divine Tree. ”

"Good!" the king applauded, "and the king is very pleased that you have this confidence!"

"Then you won't let go of these 100,000 giants?"

"This king will wait for the news of your triumph in the palace, and when you return with honor, it will be when they are free!" The king swept his sleeves away, and when he reached the door of the dungeon, he commanded the eight undead black men who were waiting outside: "Cheer up this king, keep an eye on it!