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Chapter 1637 Celebration of merit(2/2)

Tan Jinqiu said that, and filled himself with a cup, then he raised his glass and invited him:

"Fellow Daoist Donghuang, please drink this cup with me!"

"Haha, then thank you for the hospitality of fellow Daoist Tan!"

The iron-faced monk did not hesitate at all when he heard this. He raised his head and drank the wine in his glass in one go, then closed his eyes and began to taste it.

Seeing this scene, Tan Jinqiu was stunned. He originally wanted to drink a drink first and win the trust of the other party.

But he didn't expect that this Donghuang Zhenren was so unsuspecting that he drank it in one gulp, wasting his many methods he prepared.

But soon, he saw the face of Donghuang Zhenren shook his head with regret, and immediately asked with a frown:

"Are you a fellow Taoist who is not satisfied with the taste of this Beihan Xianjiu?"

"Beihan Fairy Wine is well-known and its taste is far more than all the fairy wines I have tasted before, but it's a pity that this wine was mixed with something and the taste is a little lighter."

The iron-faced monk savored with a calm expression.

Tan Jinqiu was stunned again when he heard this. After all, what he meant by hearing the other party was obviously having a problem with the wine, but the other party even drank it all in one go!

Thinking of this, Tan Jinqiu couldn't help but feel panicked, but asked quietly:

"What does this mean by fellow Taoist Donghuang? Could it be that you have drunk the real Beihan Immortal Wine before?"

"Although I haven't drunk it, I'm proficient in brewing wine, so I can still drink it."

The iron-faced monk said as he lowered the wine glass, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

And the more he did this, the stronger the uneasiness in Tan Jinqiu's heart, thinking that the other party had hidden some tricks.

But just when he couldn't help but act first, the iron-faced monk's body swayed, and the aura on his body suddenly fluctuated.

"Haha, I didn't expect that in the early stage of the true immortal cultivator, this Wuyou Water would attack so quickly!

However, I still want to praise fellow Taoist, your bluffing skills are really good, and even I almost got deceived by you."

Tan Jinqiu felt very embarrassed and annoyed at this moment, but the smile on his face became even warmer.

With a "bang", the iron-faced monk seemed to be exhausted and supported himself on the table in front of him with one hand.

Immediately afterwards, the ink-black robe on his body gradually changed color and turned into a gorgeous pure gold dress.

Suddenly, the iron face on his face also turned into a light spot and disappeared, revealing the true face exactly like Luo Hong!

"Hmph! I thought my fellow Taoist was a peerless figure, but I didn't expect that it would be so ordinary."

After looking at Luo Hong's appearance in the golden robe, Tan Jinqiu immediately reached out to the storage bag around Luo Hong's waist in disappointment.

But as soon as he tried, the storage bag turned into a spot of light and dissipated.

"this"

Tan Jinqiu obviously didn't expect that this storage bag was like the iron face, and it was transformed by the other party.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Tan, don't try it. You can't get anything real from your body.

But to be honest, the worry-free water you put in is indeed a bit powerful, but fortunately, I didn’t plan to go back alive.”

As he said that, Luo Hong, the golden robe, showed a big smile to Tan Jinqiu.

"not good!"

Tan Jinqiu felt inexplicably cold, but before he could escape, a huge black vortex appeared in Luo Hong's dantian.

It turned out that the violent aura fluctuated on his body. Although it was because of Wuyoushui, it was more because he was urging the Three Yuan Destiny Rebirth Technique!

The vortex turned slightly, and Luo Hong, the golden robe, was swallowed up, causing a dark ball that looked a little hazy and appeared in the house.

Suddenly, Tan Jinqiu felt a huge force attacking his body and sucked him towards the hazy black ball.

"No! I am the elder of the Immortal Palace, you can't kill me!"

While screaming in horror, Tan Jinqiu's hands kept moving, and he used his body protection magical powers.

In a breath, he created three layers of inspiration in different colors all over his body.

However, in order to ensure that everything is safe, Luo Hong is the illusion of time condensed by the Taichu Immortal Power.

With a sudden explosion, even the middle-level cultivator in front of him was dead and dead, not to mention that Tan Jinqiu, who had only the early stage of the true immortal cultivation.

So soon the three layers of spiritual light were torn apart by the suction force of the hazy black ball. Tan Jinqiu was not spared, and he didn't even have time to scream. His body, Nascent Soul and everything on his body were swallowed by the hazy black ball!

But thanks to Luo Hong's control over the little black ball, the power of the hazy black ball has not been revealed at this moment. Except for the things around Tan Jinqiu, everything in the side hall has not been affected.

Among them is the immortal stone that Luo Hong, the golden robe, slapped on the table last.

At this time, the illusion light dissipated, and the immortal stone turned into a black bead the size of a longan.
Chapter completed!
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