Chapter 388: Drinking with Old Friends

Sitting in front of the Ghost Emperor was an old man wearing a white robe with an immortal spirit. His smiling eyes were staring at the Ghost Emperor's gloomy face at this moment, and he said with a faint smile: "To be precise, It should be one hundred and thirty-seven years and two hundred and ninety-six days!”

"Hmph, I don't see you remembering it in such detail!" The Ghost Emperor said coldly, his fierce look showing.

Seeing its appearance, the smile on Mr. Xuan's face became even stronger: "I can't help it. You also know that I am a person born with one advantage, a good memory!"

Under the stone steps where the Ghost Emperor and Mr. .

At this moment, the three ferocious beasts were waiting below with great respect, looking at Mr. Xuan with eyes full of fear.

Facing these most powerful ferocious beasts in the world, Mr. Xuan did not show any nervousness at all. He looked at the wine bottle that was constantly shaking on the purple flames in the Ghost Emperor's hand, and he was a little impatient: "Old ghost, do you still have this wine?" How long does it take to adjust?”

"Come on, what's the hurry!" The Ghost Emperor's old face stiffened, and he snorted coldly.

At this time, the eight-winged snake twisted its body and spit out a small white bottle from the snake letter. With a whoosh, it flew into the hands of the Ghost Emperor.

The Ghost Emperor showed a fierce look in his eyes, and opened the mouth of the bottle. The green liquid flowing down from it exuded a rancid smell, and was poured into the wine bottle. Suddenly, an intoxicating fragrance hit his nostrils.

"Hey, this venom looks good, doesn't it?" Mr. Xuan suddenly looked happy and licked his lips.

"Hmph, this is what the Eight-Winged Snake King refined for ten years with his Ten Thousand Years Poison Pill. He then collected the venom of seven hundred and thirty-two kinds of poisons, and spent another ninety-nine and eighty-one days before finally refining this With the essence of the vial!”

Hearing the Ghost Emperor's words, Mr. Xuan was even more surprised: "So, your bottle of venom is more powerful than Pluto's bone-corrosive ice poison?"

"Bah! How can a mere Pluto Sect be compared with my Hengduan Mountain Range!" The Ghost Emperor immediately spat angrily, and when the wine in the flask emitted a burst of silver light, he said with a ferocious face: "Mr. Xuan, This time, I will definitely poison you!"

"Hey, every time you say that, the taste is average, and the toxicity is not very good. You can't even make me have diarrhea and ignite the fire. It's useless for you to claim that the Hengduan Mountain Range is the world's number one realm of monsters!" Xuan The old man said calmly.

"you!"

Seeing his calm and calm expression, the Ghost Emperor was so filled with hatred that he felt as if he had been bitten by a poisonous insect. It was so itchy that he couldn't scratch or scratch him.

"Old ghost, I know that this time the disciples of my academy made a big fuss in the middle of the Hengduan Mountains, which made you feel unhappy. No, I also brought you my own secret scallion sauce. Don't follow those kids. It’s childish.”

"You have the nerve to say that? After killing so many monsters in my central domain, you brought a bottle of green onion sauce. Is this an apology?" If the Ghost Emperor hadn't been unable to defeat him, he would have thrown him into a wine bottle. Drinking.

"Alas, what you said is wrong. We have been friends for thousands of years. Don't you think politeness is more important than courtesy?" Mr. Xuan glanced at the silver light in the wine pot, and his throat couldn't help but roll.

"That's you. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't give him face!" The Ghost Emperor slapped the table with his palm, and a bright silver water column drew an arc in the air and flew in front of Mr. Xuan. in a porcelain cup.

This porcelain cup looks ordinary, but in fact the patterns on it are made of fine blue and white porcelain. This cup was used by the late emperor of the Fengyan Dynasty and is a priceless treasure.

However, in the eyes of Mr. Xuan, this useless thing can only satisfy people with vanity. It just so happens that the Ghost Emperor is a monster with extremely strong vanity.

The strongest man in the world, Mr. Xuan, personally visited him. This made him feel that he had more face, so he kept the chopped green onion sauce. After all, he could eat the chopped green onion sauce brewed by Mr. Xuan himself. This honor is unique in the world.

"You've been waiting for a long time, drink it, and see if I don't poison you this time!" He pointed his finger at the table, and the Ghost Emperor looked at Mr. Xuan with a more ferocious look.

It understood that if it wanted to kill the old man in front of it with its strength, even if it was given another hundred thousand years, it might not be able to do it.

Therefore, the only hope of killing him is to poison him!

The Ghost Emperor, who has poured all his hope into this, now has a sinister look on his face like the three kings in the audience. As long as Mr. A showdown in the Phoenix Temple!

Knowing that he was a thorn in the side of the Hengduan Mountains, seeing their cold and expectant gazes, Mr. Xuan chuckled helplessly, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip.

When the wine entered his stomach, Mr. Xuan visibly trembled. Seeing this, the Ghost Emperor was even more delighted: "How is it?"

Gulu.

Rolling his throat again, Mr. A touch of drunkenness... Yes, the wine you made this time tastes really good!"

Nodding in admiration, Mr. Xuan's smile grew wider. He poured the wine and drank the entire glass.

"..."

The Ghost Emperor and the Three Heavenly Kings stared blankly at Mr. Xuan's still rosy face, not knowing what to say.

Ask yourself, even the Ghost Emperor himself would definitely not dare to drink this highly toxic poisonous wine, but Elder Xuan actually drank the poisonous wine like this with a mere human body and a mediocre bloodline that has no power to survive. Without making a sound!

Mr. Xuan and the Ghost Emperor are old acquaintances. When Mr. Xuan was still a mediocre young man in the first spiritual realm, the Ghost Emperor, who was at the peak of the sixth level, had met him.

Because of the child's weak but ridiculous remarks and his calmness when facing the emperor of the Hengduan Mountains, the Ghost Emperor became more playful and let him go.

Now, the Ghost Emperor is filled with regret.

Of course, if the Ghost Emperor had not spared Mr. Xuan's life, there would not be the coexistence of Shengtian College and the Hengduan Mountains in the world today.

"Old ghost, we've had a drink and talked about the past. Let's just say goodbye."

He was about to leave again without saying a word...

Seeing that Mr. Xuan had stood up, the Ghost Emperor sighed silently. Today's poisonous wine was the same as before, without any effect at all.

Perhaps, this is the wonder of the Heavenly Dao Realm.

Eternally existing with the sky, symbiotic with the Tao, this state, placed among the magical beasts, is the rumored seventh-level magical beast...

"Take care, old ghost, you have to live longer." Before leaving, Mr. Xuan suddenly turned around and smiled faintly. Immediately, his body dissipated like white mist, and there was no trace of him anywhere in the world.

"This...bastard!"

With eyes full of anger and hatred, staring at the nothingness in front of him, the Ghost Emperor finally burst out with an earth-shattering angry roar: "Asshole, a mere human with mediocre talent dares to mock the short lifespan of our monsters. Damn it, damn it—"