The old drunkard was venting his anger, even if Ji Mingyuan had already fainted to death, he showed no mercy, beating Ji Mingyuan coughing up blood, breaking his hands and feet, even if it was a broken bone, he had to make up for it.

"......" The old man was speechless, the old drunkard was simply whipping the corpse, Ji Mingyuan had already fainted to death, and he was treated like this, it was simply a loss of conscience, and it was inhumane.

"Roar~"

A low, low-breathing lion roar was inaudible.

The old drunkard looked at it when he heard the sound, but he saw that the golden lion was not far away, prostrate on the ground, looking at himself with fierce eyes, but he didn't have the slightest momentum and smiled, "Oh?

The golden lion had been sleeping before, and when he woke up, he saw the old drunkard beating Ji Mingyuan, it was like a whip corpse, Ji Mingyuan had never fought back, he had already fainted to death, and he couldn't vomit blood.

If it was ordinary, the golden lion was directly killed, but it looked at the old drunkard trembling all over, as if facing a great enemy, and was indifferently glanced at by the old drunkard, and the golden lion trembled very uncontrollably, and fell to the ground, trembling. The old drunkard is like a giant beast in the wilderness, although he has a restrained breath, but the feeling of the golden lion tells him that if he goes up by himself, people can crush him into dust with a single gaze, without any pressure.

The old drunkard smiled, ignored it, flicked his robe, and a golden light flowed out!

"Weng !!"

The golden light turned into a mouthful of Ding, and the mighty golden light was swayed, and the old drunkard hurriedly pointed to his fingertips, this Ten Thousand Desolation Ding did not bloom with terrible light, nor did it have monstrous coercion, the simple and inky Da Ding fell to the ground, and the Da Ding pressed the earth to dent down!

The old drunkard opened the wine jug in this scene, and the wine in the jug gushed out, flying out like a fountain, falling into the ding, unbelievable, the small wine bottle could hold so much wine, and it felt like a galaxy flowing, and it instantly filled the huge Wanhuang Ding!

casually threw Ji Mingyuan in.

"Poof......

Ji Mingyuan fell into the ding, the wine was lifted up, the old drunkard walked over and pressed Ji Mingyuan's head into the water, and then walked to the side contentedly after pressing it for a while, with a little fingertip, a golden light flew to the ding, and the fire burned.

"Whew~"

The golden lion screamed, turned his head and ran away.

The old drunkard looked at the golden lion running away and said disdainfully, "Look at your bear-like appearance!"

The old man looked at the golden flame under the ding, and said in his heart, "The sun is really hot!"

Legend has it that the sun is made of the body of the phoenix after death, and there is a kind of fire, as hot as the sun, radiant, dispelling the darkness of heaven and earth, extremely powerful, true immortals, gods and demons can be burned, I didn't expect to be able to witness here.

There is a small phoenix flying in the true fire of the old drunkard's sun, blooming with a temperature as hot as the sky, burning the heavens and the earth, everything will turn into nothingness, and the earth will be burned to pieces, but fortunately it will fly in the air under the fire, if not, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Groan~"

The fairy phoenix roared and hovered under the ding, and the flames burning were extremely intense.

The old drunkard's robe flicked, two drops of blood flew into the Ten Thousand Desolations, two drops of blood bloomed with golden light, one drop bloomed with black light, one gold and one black, the light was brilliant and colorful, shining on the whole world, even if it was full of fog, it was difficult to hide its glory.

There is a figure flying in every drop of blood, which is difficult for ordinary people to see.

"Canglong Essence Blood!Kunpeng Essence Blood!" The old man's heart was so shocked that it was difficult to attach!

Among the two drops of blood, one has a dragon dancing, and the other has a kunpeng spreading its wings and soaring. Although it did not bloom with monstrous blood, the old man knew that it was because these were erased by the old drunkard, and the owner of these two drops of blood was by no means an idle person, and the essence did not disperse after thousands of years.

Not to mention others, the old man felt envious in his heart, using this peerless treasure to temper his body? Even if there were few young heroes in their dynasty back then, they were so extravagant, it was not nothing, but there were not many.

These two drops are real blood, and may even be the blood of the heart, priceless treasures, extremely rare, these things are priceless and priceless, unless you exchange them for something of equal value, if not, you can only rob them hard, kill people and seize the treasure. But these two drops are the essence blood of the old man and Kunpeng, who dares to do this?

Looking at Ji Mingyuan like this, if anyone dares to say that Ji Mingyuan is a poor boy in the future, he will directly strangle that person to death on the spot! Your family has the money to take Canglong essence blood, so Kunpeng essence blood to refine the body?

The old man naturally didn't know what the old drunkard was thinking in his heart, he was fusing two drops of true blood into the wine, refining it for Ji Mingyuan to absorb, if the spiritual power contained in it was not refined well, it could swell Ji Mingyuan to death.

"Boom~"

A terrifying aura shook, the chaotic aura surging and surging, and a bloody light blasted towards the Ten Thousand Desolations.

"What!" the old drunkard was shocked and turned his head to look over.

The old man was surprised in his heart, Haotian Tower operated on its own, refining a drop of the old thing's blood at the bottom, blasting into the Ten Thousand Desolations, and absorbing the essence of the old thing to refine Ji Mingyuan's body.

It's so abrupt that even the old drunkard and the old man didn't expect it.

"This machine spirit is still alive?" The old drunkard looked at Haotian Tower and asked.

Machine Spirit!

As the name suggests, it is the soul of the weapon.

When a weapon becomes powerful, a machine spirit will be born, but when the battle was so fierce, this machine spirit is still alive?

"Badly wounded, in a deep sleep!" replied the old man.

The first battle was earth-shattering, the sky collapsed, extremely tragic, the strings of Fuxiqin were broken, and this Haotian Tower was also incomplete, you must know that the main attack of the Haotian Tower, defense and suppression, were beaten like this, you can imagine how tragic it has been for many years.

And that was the Haotian Pagoda was beaten to pieces, and the Qing Emperor repaired it before his death, but the machine spirit was also severely damaged, and he didn't know how many eras he had fallen into contemplation, and today he woke up for a junior?

Haotian Pagoda quenched the essence and blood of the ancestor's heart, refined the world-shattering qi and endless evil qi, and left only the essence for Ji Mingyuan to use to refine his body.

"Thanks!" said the old drunkard with a smile.

Hearing the sound, Haotian Tower shook, rippling with chaotic qi.

Ji Mingyuan's whole body became crystal clear, golden light, no light, blood light converged on his body, and the blood in the limbs became more and more pure, flawless, crystal clear.

The fair skin overflowed with a trace of black liquid, and the black liquid was instantly wiped out, Ji Mingyuan's skin became crystal clear, and his hair exuded a faint light, becoming more and more soft, smooth and delicate, and radiant and warm.

The handsome cheeks are more and more peerless, handsome and not like a real person, beautiful as a picture, the eyebrows are clear and beautiful, and there is a trace of handsomeness between the eyebrows, and the atmosphere is lofty.

Time passes......

"Huh?" Ji Mingyuan woke up in a daze and lay on the ground.

"You're awake!" said the old drunkard, drinking his wine, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and glancing at him lightly.

"Master!" Ji Mingyuan said, lowered his head and touched his stomach, the heart-wrenching pain in his stomach was gone, and the bloody wound had healed, if it weren't for the piercing of his clothes, Ji Mingyuan would have suspected that he was dreaming, and he was not pierced by the terrifying golden sword and nailed to the ground.

"How does it feel?" The old drunkard said.

Ji Mingyuan twisted his arm, feeling the changes in his body and said, "Feel...... It seems that the strength is greater, the body is warm, there is a warm current circulating in the body, the body has endless strength, very comfortable!"

"You have now reached the level of the same level of flesh as the Ancient Fierce Beast, if you want to surpass it, you still need to work harder, it is far worse than me!" the old drunkard finished speaking, took a sip of wine and said with a smile.

"I will definitely not insult the prestige of the master!" Ji Mingyuan smiled with a smile.

"Heh......" the old drunkard laughed and said, "I'm leaving!"

Ji Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, grabbed the old drunkard's arm and said in shock, "Master, are you injured there? Did you use any taboo means to heal me?" Master, don't you die, I'm not married, you haven't held your grandson yet, you haven't handed over your inheritance yet......!

Listening to the front, the old drunkard's heart was warm, but the more he listened, the darker the old drunkard's face became.

The old drunkard slapped Ji Mingyuan away, and said angrily, "you, curse me to death?"

Ji Mingyuan smiled and said, "No! How can it be? You are as blessed as the East China Sea Shoubi Nanshan, even if the heavens and the earth are destroyed, you will never die when you are old, you are a peerless sword immortal, a wine sword immortal!"

"That's a good sound!" said the old drunkard, nodding and laughing.

Looking at Ji Mingyuan, the old drunkard gently touched his head, and said earnestly, "You have also grown up, this world is very big, but you need to go for a walk by yourself, I won't accompany you!"

Ji Mingyuan was stunned, knowing that this was about to leave, the old drunkard rarely was so solemn, and said worriedly, "Master, where are you going? Is it dangerous? Or will we be home? I will provide for you in old age." ”

The old drunkard didn't get angry, didn't scold him for being greedy for life and afraid of death, knew that he was for his own good, and looked at the fire in front of him, "This world is going to change greatly, I need to find something, and if you want to become stronger, at least you must become an immortal first!

Ji Mingyuan's heart was shocked, it would be so dangerous in the future? Even the true immortal could only barely hold on to his life? You must know that before this trip, he thought that the true immortal was just an ethereal existence, and there was an existence stronger than the immortal?

"You don't have to have too much burden, just live happily, if it's really dangerous, go home, I will protect you for a lifetime. The old drunkard knew the worry in his heart and said with a smile.

"It's okay, when I become an immortal, why don't you two dominate the world, go to heaven and earth, and be invincible!" Ji Mingyuan smiled, his smile was warm and his laughter was gentle.

"Aha...... That's for the best!" laughed the old drunkard, brushing his beard.

"When will we see each other again?" Ji Mingyuan asked, for fear that this parting, he would never see the old drunkard again.

"Go! Don't make it look like life and death are parting! Resentful!" the old drunkard waved his hand angrily and said, "Within ten years, bring your daughter-in-law home and show me." ”

"Okay!" Ji Mingyuan replied with a smile.