In the middle of the Yellow Mountain.

Huang Tianhua was lying on the table, but his head was tilted back and he poured wine into his mouth.

More than a dozen wine jugs had been thrown in the cloud pool outside the pavilion, and a few maids in the distance did not dare to approach at all.

"Hoo ......"

The wine jug in Huang Tianhua's hand was thrown out again, but it didn't fall to the ground before it was caught by a hand leaning out of the void.

A man emerged from the void, dressed in a brown robe, with black hair and a shawl, a handsome face and a slender body.

The young man in the black robe shook the wine jug in his hand and threw it to the ground.

"Bang ......"

The wine jug was broken into pieces, and the young man in the robe came to the pavilion, picked up a pot of wine, patted the mud seal, raised his head and drank, and drank a pot.

There were two middle-aged men in the distance who saw this scene, one of them was anxious, and was about to go over to say something, but was stopped by the other, and the man with an anxious face said: "We invited him not to accompany Tianhua to drink, but to persuade him, he was fine, and he drank it himself." ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, see what Muzha has to say. Pull the persuasion.

"My two uncles asked you to persuade me, and you are good, grab the wine with me and drink it. Huang Tianhua said half-drunk and half-awake.

Mu Zha raised his head and took another big sip, drank the wine in the jug in his hand thoroughly, then threw it aside, and said, "I have seen your fighting method with that golden snake." ”

A hint of self-deprecation flashed in his eyes, and Huang Tianhua said with half-closed eyes: "Yes, who in the Three Realms hasn't seen it, everyone knows that the Three Mountains Zhengshen Bingling Gong, the eldest son of the Emperor of Dongyue Taishan Tianqi Rensheng, fought with a snake demon who had only practiced for decades for half a day, but he was helpless, and was finally fanned away. ”

Huang Tianhua raised his head and took another big sip of wine, laughing self-deprecatingly.

"What is the win, it's not that we haven't lost, in the battle of the merchants, how many vicious battles were fought, how many demons were passed, how many thaumaturgical poison treasures were seen, but it was just a snake demon, why should my brother take him to heart. Thinking about back then, how fierce the Jiuqu Yellow River Array was, how many golden immortals fell into it, closed their chests and five qi, and cut three flowers, only you Huang Tianhua had one person and one knife, in and out of Ruyi. Muzha slapped away another jar of wine and raised his head to drink.

"Hehe, one person, one knife, in and out of Ruyi, in the final analysis, it's not by the golden sword, no one will remember this. Everyone will only see me being drawn by a demon who has only practiced for decades, and being fanned away by a female demon with a fan, and I will only remember that I was stabbed on this god list by that Gao Ji Neng with a shot, and became a god who has no freedom and can no longer cultivate the Fa. Huang Tianhua closed his eyes and leaned against the pavilion pillar and said.

"That's not the case, it's precisely because you're on that god list that your cultivation can't be improved, you can't think about yourself practicing for hundreds of years, but you should think that when you were on the god list, you only practiced for more than ten years. Muzha said.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's not that I can't afford to lose, I'm just unwilling, these hundreds of years of time have been wasted, look at those monks, whether they are demons or demons, they live and die, come and go, how wonderful life is, I, I can't even die, let alone improve my cultivation. Huang Tianhua said hatefully.

"Shall I kill the golden snake for you? Muzha said.

"Do you want to go with me, I Huang Tianhua relies on a knife, and I am just a person who resists disasters. Huang Tianhua said with his eyes closed, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Mu Zha looked at Huang Tianhua, and his heart was also uncomfortable. is also a friend of the Fengshen period, and in the past hundreds of years, he knows very well how depressed Huang Tianhua's heart is. This accumulation of hundreds of years has exploded until today.

"Huang Tianhua, you shouldn't lose to time, let alone to that god list. Today, in the world of heaven and earth, how many gods are trying to get rid of that god list. Your enemy is the god list, the guardian of the god list. Mu Zha said, but Huang Tianhua over there was already drunk, the wine jar in his hand fell to the ground, and the aroma of the wine dispersed.

Mu Zha didn't speak again, but stood there, looking at the vast sea of clouds on the other side, his eyes were deep. For so many years, although he is not bound by the god list, he is not happy at all, there is a younger brother who is bigger than his name, and whoever talks about him Muzha will say that he is the second brother of the god of the Three Altars Sea Society.

If you don't say that, you will say that you are a disciple of Fugen Zhenren. But Fuxian Zhenren abandoned the way into the release, although between the name of Fuxian Zhenren's golden immortal, no one dared to say anything to his face, but Muzha knew very well that many people regarded their master as a traitor, and he as a disciple of a traitor, walking the world, what he got was always respectful and far away.

"For so many years, I didn't dare to face it, so let's go and ask him face to face today, and see what he said, I have been deceived by you, but it is enough to be burdened by you for hundreds of years, everything goes from you, then it ends from you. A strong thought welled up in Muzha's heart.

I saw Mu Zha step out, his clothes fluttering, and under the dark brown corners, two swords were exposed.

It was Wu Hook Sword, no one had seen him shoot for hundreds of years, Mu Zha had endured it for hundreds of years, and today he decided to use this pair of Wu Hook to ask his master who had abandoned the way and entered the release "why".

The clouds and mist of Huangshan were flying, hooking the corners of Mu Zha's clothes, but they couldn't keep a pair of Wu hook swords under his clothes.

......

Jin Xiangdi doesn't like Niu Lianhua very much, and of course he doesn't dislike it. In fact, in the final analysis, Jin Xiangdi has never liked to make friends, he is a golden snake to achieve the Tao, his nature is a snake, although he is less vicious because of his cultivation, but the snake is cold and likes to be lonely, which is deep in his bone marrow.

Niu Lianhua didn't stay in the Water Curtain Cave for long, in his words, it was too cold here, and because of another big battle, there was no scenery in the entire Huaguo Mountain.

From the moment he entered the Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave, it was Niu Lianhua who was talking, and the iron fan just shook the fan and smiled lightly.

Her eyes are wandering, and the boundless style emanates, but she is like a flower that blooms only for the cow to be a mercy flower.

However, in Jin Xiangdi's heart, they are already friends, friends like Ba Si. Because he could feel the calmness in them, and he didn't have the slightest feeling of wanting anything from himself.

Niu Lianhua and the iron fan are gone, and the golden elephant once again reshapes Huaguo Mountain, and the days pass day by day.

The big tree, which had already collapsed, was lifted up by an invisible force, and the wind that did not stop in the mountain was instantly relieved under a spiritual light.

The golden elephant was combing the spiritual veins on the top of the mountain, and a realm battle like his was too damaging to the earth.

Jin Xiangdi couldn't help but think about how fierce it was in the battle of the gods hundreds of years ago, the formations, the golden immortals, and even the Dao Ancestor saints all took action in person and set up a big battle.

Suddenly, Jin Xiangdi's gaze looked towards one place, and as he stared, the void in that place began to blur, and then a person was revealed.

The man had a pair of lion eyes, the bottom of which was golden and the body was tall, and he looked at the golden elephant.

Jin Xiangdi didn't ask, but his eyes were asking.

"Zu Weng please. The lion-eyed young man said.

"Get out. Jin Xiangdi said lightly.

Jin Xiangdi had never heard of any ancestors, and the lion demon in front of him had a proud expression, as if he said that he invited himself, it was his great honor.

The lion-eyed young man's face turned cold, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, he had only been angry with the Qingfeng Boy, and at this time, he was so despised by the golden elephant, and his heart burned with anger.

"Dare me, today I want to see what qualifications you have to be worthy of Zu Weng's invitation. The lion-eyed young man shouted and pounced, and a huge yellow lion elephant appeared in the sky and swooped down towards the golden elephant.

He pounced, the wind was like a knife, the lion's roar vibrate, if this pounce was real, Huaguo Mountain would be knocked down by him.

The golden elephant put his palm up, and a piece of spiritual light surged, and a snow-capped mountain in the spiritual light was condensed and arrogant.

The huge yellow lion pounced on the snowy mountain, the snowy mountain shook, the snowflakes fluttered, but the yellow lion magic elephant seemed to be shaken by a huge shock, roared angrily, and pounced again, but the snow-capped mountain suddenly collapsed, turning into a giant hand and grabbing downward.

The lion-eyed young man was horrified, and he swept backwards, bringing up a boundless evil wind, and he fled dozens of miles directly out of Huaguo Mountain.