Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Chapter 78 Drunk for 500 Years, Another Breakthrough in Wine
"Big witch, please!"

Wu Yang did it first as a respect, and after drinking a bowl of fine wine, Wu Yang's eyes widened immediately.

This fairy wine contains abundant spiritual energy, one sip is dry and refreshing, and at the same time, a rush of wine rushes straight to the forehead, even if Wu Yang is a real immortal, he immediately feels his soul fluttering, with a feeling of euphoria.

"Good wine!"

Wu Yang couldn't help but praised, he was already three points drunk when he spoke.

Feng Bo stroked his beard and smiled, proudly drank it down.

"It seems that brother is also a person who likes to drink, let's have another bowl."

Uncle Feng's face was rosy, and his smile became more intense, and he poured wine for Wu Yang again.

After pushing the cups and changing the cups, after three rounds of drinking, the two became more and more acquainted, without the formality before, and the conversation was quite close.

"Old brother, your fairy wine is really good. After drinking a few bowls, I became a little drunk."

The blood in Wu Yang's body was rushing, and the spiritual wine contained too much spiritual energy, every drop was enough to speed up the flow of Wu Yang's blood.

At this moment, he is holding the wine bowl in one hand, and the leg of lamb in the other. This Golden Immortal Grade lamb leg has been simply roasted and supplemented with natural seasonings, making it extremely delicious.

"Thank you for your appreciation, let's have a drink together!"

Feng Bo held the wine bowl to persuade him to drink again, and now he was three points drunk.

Obviously, he was sincerely entertaining the distinguished guests, and did not use his own strength to defuse the alcohol. His white hair and beard paired with a ruddy face gave him a somewhat fairy-like feeling.

The fairy fruit on the table was also eaten by the two, the cups and plates were messed up, but they got closer.

At some point, they drank up a jar of fine wine, and the two of them fell asleep beside the stone table.

This is the first time Wu Yang has drunk fairy wine, it tastes sweet and dry, it is indeed the best fairy wine.

He drank this altar of fairy wine, and at this moment the blood in his body was galloping like a thousand troops roaring, and the sound of thunder continued for a long time.

Immortal wine can not only intoxicate immortals, but also greatly help Wu Yang's cultivation.

This drunkenness is 500 years.

The attendants didn't dare to disturb them, so they had to let them sleep in the stone hall.

On this day, the sun was shining brightly, the breeze was gentle, and a gust of spiritual wind passed through the hall, blowing in the main hall of Feng Bo.

"Happy!"

Feng Bo, who was lying on the stone table, cheered, raised his arms high and made an angle, and stretched his body happily.

Uncle Feng woke up, his movement also awakened Wu Yang, and Wu Yang raised his head from the stone table, his sleepy eyes were hazy, and when he saw Uncle Feng, he woke up immediately.

The two looked at each other, and Xiao Xu burst out laughing.

"One dream for 500 years, drinking with brothers is really a great pleasure!"

Uncle Feng is obviously very happy, and Wu Yang is also in a good mood at the moment.

"Brother, this time drinking, my cultivation has broken through to the Great Perfection of the Real Immortal Realm. It seems that your fairy wine is really the best."

Wu Yang cupped his fists to express his gratitude. When he woke up from the drunkenness, he realized that his cultivation base had broken through again, and he had already reached the Great Perfection of the Realm of Wonderland.

Before coming here, Wu Yang never thought that after drinking a meal, his cultivation would break through, which also made him realize once again that the immortal wine brought out by Uncle Feng is extraordinary.

When drinking with each other, Uncle Feng was not stingy at all, he just poured the glass dry and tried to persuade him to drink.

"Hahaha, then congratulations brother, you have made a breakthrough in strength. Good wine should be drunk with people who love wine. Brother, you don't need to be polite to me."

Feng Bo waved his hands, his face was full of smiles.

Wu Yang thanked you again and again, and after the two chatted for a long time, he proposed:

"Since my brother already has a witch armor, why don't you try it on, and if there is something that doesn't fit, you can tell me in time."

Hearing this, Uncle Feng put on the five-light cold underworld armor, which turned into a ray of mysterious light and instantly enveloped Uncle Feng's upper body, leaving only his arms and head exposed.

"Brother Wu Yang, I just have nothing to do, how about we go outside to try the power of the treasure armor?"

Feng Bo opened his mouth to invite, but Wu Yang was naturally embarrassed to refuse, the two left the tribe together, and went outside to demonstrate the power of the magic weapon.

At this time, the blood centipede on the cloud head finally saw the opportunity. Seeing Wu Yang leave the tribe and go far away, the blood centipede immediately summoned his subordinates to surround and kill him.

"Little ones hide your aura and come with me to destroy Wu Yang!"

The blood centipede was very excited, he took many subordinates to hide his tracks, and tracked Wu Yang and the other high above the sky.

After Feng Bo and Wu Yang left the tribe for a certain distance, they found a mountain and began to practice here.

The blood centipede has been observing in secret. He originally planned to wait for Wu Yang and Feng Bo to go away before making a move, but seeing that they stopped now, they had no intention of going any further. This made the blood centipede feel awkward.

"This place is too close to the tribe of the Wu clan. If you do it rashly, you may have no chance to destroy Wu Yang. The strength of Uncle Feng is also not bad, so wait."

The blood centipede suppressed the urge to attack immediately, and continued to secretly observe Wu Yang and Feng Bo's movements.

On the top of the mountain, Uncle Feng made a casual move, and both the exhaling wind wheel and the flying feather fan in his hand emerged, and the Wuguang Hanming armor was worn on his body.

Seeing Uncle Feng mobilize the power of Qi and blood, the wind-exhaling wheel immediately turned into a thousand-foot wind dragon. Uncle Feng jumped and stood on the back of the wind dragon. go without a trace.

This spirit treasure can not only defend against the enemy's attack, but also increase the power of the wind magic power used by Feng Bo. It can be said that it perfectly combines defense and offense, and its effect is very extraordinary.

When Wu Yang saw the thousand-foot wind dragon, envy suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Although the Wu Treasure he sacrificed was extraordinary, compared with this kind of high-grade innate Wu Treasure, the difference was not one or two points.

Uncle Feng obviously also intends to show his strength in front of Wu Yang. With a wave of the Fengfengfei Feather Fan in his right hand, the power of the sunburst burst out immediately, gusts of wind blew the sun and the moon darkened, and the surrounding fields became dizzy.

In the distance, an ancient sacred mountain suddenly rose from the ground, was blown into several sections by the strong wind, and slammed into the distance at high speed under the threat of the strong wind.

"Boom!"

There were bursts of explosions, and the violent power was fully revealed between the sky and the earth.

Wu Yang looked at Feng Bo Dawu's supernatural powers, his eyes were full of admiration.

For the other party to have such a means, it can indeed be said that it has moved mountains and filled seas, destroying heaven and earth.

"The supernatural powers of the great witch are unparalleled, and the merits are in good fortune!"

Wu Yang's praise made Uncle Feng's smile even stronger.

"Hahaha, Brother Wu Yang, I used to only attack Lingbao, but now I have the Wuguang Hanming Armor, which can be regarded as making up for the lack of defense. This will greatly increase my strength in battle."

Feng Bo laughed from ear to ear, this time he not only got the Wu Armor, but also got closer to Wu Yang. If Wu Yang can forge higher-level Wu Treasures in the future, it will be convenient for him to exchange with him .

After the two demonstrated outside the tribe, they got up and left and returned to the tribe.

Wu Yang bid farewell to Uncle Feng, and went back to his own temple.

Outside the tribe, the blood centipede was trembling with anger. He had been squatting hard for so many years, but he didn't even have a chance to catch Wu Yang.

Having seen Feng Bo's strength just now, he didn't dare to make a random move.

The two high-grade innate spiritual treasures in Uncle Feng's hands made the blood centipede extremely envious, but unfortunately he was no match for Uncle Feng at all, and he didn't have the guts to go out to seize the treasures.

(End of this chapter)