"Your Highness Das!" Upon hearing this, the foreign monks around looked at the blond boy in the air with unwillingness. The blond boy was Das, who was number one on the foreign honor list, and he also had the capital, at least the capital that made Liu Xun jealous.
Liu Xun noticed Das as soon as he appeared. When he saw the four phantoms in Das's eyes, he had a bad feeling in his heart. This man was definitely a strong man, and he was also proficient in Chinese secret arts.
"Since Brother Liu and Brother Jian have no intention, then let's meet at the crowning battle, shall we?" Das smiled and glanced at Liu Xun and Jian Wuming, and said softly, his whole body enveloped by the shadows of the four symbols, like a god.
Jian Wuming seemed to have sensed Das's strength. He snorted coldly, put away his iron sword, and said to Liu Xun: "This time it's a tie, but the next bet will not be on this ancient star."
Liu Xun smiled when he heard this and said, "That's for sure."
Jian Wuming's words changed the expressions of Das and the foreign monks around him. The next betting location would not be on the ancient Chinese star. Jian Wuming's implication was very simple, which was to tell everyone present that the next time he killed, it would be on the ancient foreign star.
Liu Xun and Jian Wuming left the place immediately. The act of killing the foreign cultivators just now must have alarmed the foreign party. There must also be some immortals from the foreign land guarding here. If they continued to make trouble, they would be courting death.
"Your Highness Das, these beasts are too arrogant. We request to declare war on China." After Liu Xun and Jian Wuming left, the foreign monks around them shouted in unison.
Upon hearing this, Das shook his head and said, "The time is not yet ripe. We still need a favorable wind. Let's inform everyone that no one can act rashly during this period of time. Just focus on the battle for the title of king."
Upon hearing this, the foreign monks looked at each other and asked in confusion: "Your Highness Das, now we only have you, Mingte and Young Master Dasna left. This battle for the throne..."
Before they finished speaking, Das interrupted them and said, "It doesn't matter. Even if I am the only one left, I can kill all the so-called geniuses of China! As an old Chinese saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in a hundred battles... Using China's own secret method to kill China's own genius is the perfect way to kill them."
At the same time, in a restaurant, Liu Xun and Jian Wuming sat together, and there were six jars of strong liquor on the table, and no less than thirty jars under the table. Didi Yi, Bei Ming Xiaotian, Huang Tianlin and others sat at the tables around them in order.
"Brother Liu, cheers to the loneliness in our hearts!" At this moment, Jian Wuming tore open the seal of a jar of wine and said to Liu Xun.
Hearing this, Liu Xun smiled calmly and said, "I don't usually drink, but when I meet a good friend, I can drink a lot. Today, I will drink with Brother Jian."
After he finished speaking, Liu Xun also tore open a jar of wine, and then the two of them began to drink in big gulps. This time, neither of them used their cultivation to suppress their drinking, so after finishing the jar of wine, they both had dizziness on their faces.
"Brother Jian, let's not beat around the bush today. I'll ask you a question and you must answer truthfully." Liu Xun hadn't drunk alcohol for more than ten years, and after drinking so much out of the blue, he couldn't resist it without the need for his cultivation to suppress it, and was already a little drunk.
"Brother Liu, just speak frankly. I will answer truthfully." Compared with Liu Xun, Jian Wuming seemed calmer. Although his face was flushed, he was not drunk at all. He was obviously the type of person who drank alcohol frequently.
Liu Xun opened another jar of strong liquor and drank half of it in one gulp. Then he burped and said, "Hey, Brother Jian, where are you from? You shouldn't be from this world, right?"
Jian Wuming heard this and stared at Liu Xun for a long time, then said, "Yes, I am from the prehistoric times and was sealed here by my family elders."
As soon as the words fell, the faces of the surrounding Chinese monks suddenly changed. Although Liu Xun, Di Yi and others also saw clues from Jian Wuming's magical powers and secret methods, they never thought that he was a person from the prehistoric era! This is more than a difference of hundreds of thousands of years
Liu Xun was also extremely shocked at this time. He coughed a few times and asked worriedly: "Brother Jian, let me ask you a personal question. Have you been sealed since the prehistoric times? Can you still touch women?"
"... "Jian Wuming was speechless for a moment, and Yan Chong and others around him were also stunned. Jian Wuming also coughed a few times, and said with an extremely tangled look: "This... must be fine."
In fact, everyone knew that Jian Wuming was fine in this aspect, and Liu Xun himself knew it too, but now he was really drunk and his thoughts were in a mess, so he asked this stupid question.
"It's only courtesy that counts. Brother Liu, you asked me a question, so now I will ask you a question as well." In order to avoid the awkward atmosphere from continuing to spread, Jian Wuming spoke immediately.
Liu Xun nodded and said, "It's a good idea to return the favor! Well, that's right. Okay, go ahead and ask."
He raised the half jar of wine again and drank it all in one gulp. At this time, he was completely drunk.
"Where are you from, Brother Liu? Why do I always feel that Brother Liu is not from this world?" After Jian Wuming finished speaking, the surrounding Chinese cultivators immediately looked at Liu Xun, waiting for his reply.
"Well, how should I put it? Anyway, I am from..." When Liu Xun said this, his expression suddenly changed. He quickly used his cultivation to force out the effects of the alcohol, and then turned into a stream of light and rushed into the sky.
The sudden situation stunned Jian Wuming and the cultivators present. Jian Wuming glanced at the sky where Liu Xun disappeared, and, due to the influence of the alcohol, he chased after him.
Liu Xun looked nervous at this moment, but there was also a hint of joy in his expression. The colorful divine light flashed in his eyes, and the speed was extremely fast!
"Swish, swish, swish..."
After using space movement hundreds of times in succession, Liu Xun arrived at the Western Region of Zhongzhou from the Central Region of Zhongzhou in just a dozen breaths. When he arrived at a mountain in the Western Region, he suddenly let out a sigh.
There was a black flame on the mountain. The flame was not real fire, but virtual fire. However, this kind of fire could burn the souls of living beings, and the black flame was actually emitted by a feather.
A black feather, about two meters in size. Wherever the black feather was, the space was distorted. Although the trees next to the black feather appeared intact on the surface, their spiritual consciousness had long been erased.
"Am I still too late?" With a sigh, Liu Xun landed on the top of the mountain. After swallowing the black flame, he looked at the black feather numbly.
At this time, Jian Wuming's figure also chased here. When he saw the feather, he frowned slightly and said in a lost voice: "Is this the Soul Eater? How can there be Soul Eaters in this era?" (To be continued)