Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 617 Pretending to be drunk
Yunxiao is very familiar with his game and has reached a high level, but his alcohol tolerance seems to be average. Deng Chanyu has withstood the test of alcohol and after overcoming the initial few rounds of unfamiliarity, she gradually recovered.

"Have you ever cursed at anyone? Of course I have. Let me curse you out loud, 'Dunlun Ru Mu!'" Hahahaha, isn't that loud and clear? It makes you feel relieved. Come on, drink!"

"Have you ever been truly drunk? Yes, I remember once I went to Pangu, the world of the Wu Clan survivors. Those Wu Clan guys were really good drinkers, and I was truly drunk that time. So... you should drink."

Yunxiao is not a person who practices asceticism, but his daily life is so limited. In terms of richness and diversity, it is really not as good as Deng Chanyu's experience in the past twenty years.

There are many things she wanted to do, but she didn't do them due to etiquette, rules, personality and other reasons. Deng Chanyu has done them all.
"Hey, sister, wake up? Wake up? Don't fall asleep, okay? You can only drink so little, and you still want to compete with me in drinking?" Deng Chanyu was also a little dizzy, but compared to Yunxiao who had already fallen asleep, she at least still had the ability to think.

She pressed her forehead with her fingers and muttered to herself, "Wait a minute! This lady is drunk. What should I do?"

She stared blankly outward. If Kunpeng came at her at this moment, she would be in great danger. She might have a 10% to 20% chance of escaping, but what about Yunxiao? With a drunken female fairy in tow, she had no chance of outrunning Kunpeng.

"Shh, pretend to be asleep, trust me." Suddenly, Yunxiao's extremely thin voice came into her ears.

Deng Chanyu immediately realized, "You have no confidence in finding the node of the formation again, and you're still talking to me like a jerk about a cycle of energy. So your plan is to sneak attack Kunpeng, who is secretly controlling the formation. Sister, are you sure? He's a level higher than you."

Deng Chanyu always felt that Yunxiao was taking this matter a bit too simply, but her realm was low, and she didn't dare to discuss it any further in the current environment, as that would completely expose Yunxiao's true intentions, so she could only cooperate.

"Hey, hey, you can't do it? You're drunk already? It seems that I, I, am stronger!" She looked like a drunk and tried to stand up, but she was staggering and couldn't stand up at all. Finally, her head tilted and she collapsed to the side like mud.

Deng Chanyu's head was facing north, her feet were facing south, and her body was half curled up. Not only was her face red from being drunk, but even her hair had turned red.

This is the half-Wuhuang Dao body form that she has recently practiced hard. She can maintain this state for a long time. In this state, she can enter the Wahuang Dao body at a faster speed.

For a Golden Immortal to attack a Quasi-Saint is to seek death, but the Queen Wa Dao Body will give her a chance to struggle.

The people in the prehistoric world have different backgrounds and physiques. If this happened in her previous life, drinking alcohol could turn her hair red, which could be featured on the science section, but in the prehistoric world, it is really nothing new.

There are also people who drink so much that they turn themselves into a ball of fire, and even get pregnant from drinking. These are basic operations in the ancient times.

Yunxiao was in a state where his head was in the north and his feet were in the south. The two of them could not communicate much, and they relied on their tacit understanding and each other's wisdom.

If it were the brainless and unhappy Qiongxiao and Bixiao, she would never dare to do this. But Deng Chanyu was different. In her eyes, little Deng was wise.

She had seen Deng Chanyu's Wahuang Dao body before, and now she used her spiritual sense to take a look at it. She was a little puzzled. "Are you showing your true form after getting drunk? You must not fall asleep."

She was secretly on guard, and had the Donghuang Taiyi sword pressed under her elbow. As long as the enemy appeared, she would raise her hand and strike with the sword.

Aside from the awkward position they were currently in, everything was ready. Yunxiao's spirit wine had a stronger aftereffect than expected, and lying there like this actually made it easier to fall asleep. Deng Chanyu constantly reminded herself that she was a seasoned alcoholic and could hold on for a while longer. She was afraid Yunxiao would fall asleep, and then she'd be playing the pig and dying.

Unfortunately, I can't remind them at this time and can only wait silently.

Time passes slowly, minute by minute.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but suddenly, an extremely cold and murderous intent, as if it had crossed the long river of time and spread from the extremely distant past, came from far away.

Yunxiao and Deng Chanyu did not pretend to be dead. Under the stimulation of murderous intent, they regained some consciousness. Yunxiao raised his head slightly, as if trying to open his eyes. Deng Chanyu's fingers trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up from a vegetative state after many years.

The enemy who was observing in secret did not hesitate any longer, tore open the small space where they were hiding, and rushed in extremely forcefully.

Seeing this guy rushing towards her, Deng Chanyu no longer hesitated, and did not even think about whether Yunxiao was asleep or where she should run next.

Without a single distracting thought in her mind, she instantly entered the form of the Queen Nuwa's Dao body, her red hair fluttering, two rays of sacred light shone in her eyes, and the snake's tail inevitably passed across Yunxiao's face.

Firstly, it was a reminder, and secondly, it was really unintentional. This damn place is too small.

Deng Chanyu stared at the skinny Taoist priest with a hooked nose, sinister features and a soaring crown in front of her, and immediately used the ultimate move that she had been holding back for several hours.

The word "Tao" appears in the name of the Wahuang Daoti, and the object of imitation is Nuwa. This road has been completely occupied by Nuwa, and it is a dead end. However, on the edge of the road, it is possible to use some power with Nuwa's permission.

Quasi-saints can only use the rules of the Tao to exercise a certain degree of control, while saints truly control the Tao.

At this time, the huge magical power in the body was injected into the measuring ruler.
The mysterious and yellow energy seemed slow but was actually fast, gathering from all directions and surrounding Kunpeng. Then, it used the measuring stick to measure the yin and yang energy on this guy. In order to increase the lethality, Deng Chanyu had already set up the Cuiguang Liangyi Lamp in the dark early on. This innate spiritual lamp also had the effect of distinguishing yin and yang.

The light of the Cuiguang Liangyi Lamp first hit Kunpeng. The demon master had obviously seen this spiritual lamp of Donghuang Taiyi. A black air flashed on his face, and a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​corpses emerged in the thick demonic energy. Among them, the corpses of several big demons even possessed considerable spirituality. He forcibly broke free from the control of the spiritual lamp and wanted to fight back further when the measuring ruler arrived.

He felt that the mysterious and yellow energy around him looked ordinary, but in fact it carried the lingering charm of the great Dao at the beginning of the creation of the world. The three thousand great Daos were Daos, but compared with the original and most fundamental Great Dao of Pangu Power, it was still half a step behind. The balance of yin and yang in Kunpeng's body was broken, and there seemed to be a trend of turbid air descending and clear air rising.

Kunpeng is not Yun Zhongzi, but a powerful person who killed two corpses and then walked a very long distance on this road.

"You dare to bully me, junior!"

His reaction speed was extremely fast. It only took a moment for him to break free from the control of the Measuring Ruler. He roared angrily and raised his palm to shatter the mysterious yellow energy beside him.

(End of this chapter)