Doomsday Pavilion

Wen Zhongjiu took a deep breath, "Then, I'm going to open the altar."

Well, you can rest assured to be a demon... Do it.

With that said, he took out a small and delicate silver knife, and leaned it in along the gap in the mud seal. He held up the wine jar with his left hand, shaking his five fingers gently, and the wine jar rotated in his palm at a uniform speed.

With a "pop", the mud seal collapsed and fell into Wen Zhongjiu's hands intact.

A white air current that can be seen by the naked eye hovered around the mouth of the altar for several weeks before disappearing suddenly.

"Fuck, there are really dragons!!" Shan Ye exclaimed, but no one remembered to answer his sigh.

What was opened seemed not to be a wine jar, but an entrance to a bloody battlefield in an unknown space. The unbridled violent breath seemed to coat the retinas of a few people with scarlet red, and the feeling was like sticky and viscous blood. Flowing around, turning into rivers and seas, turning into giant beasts to swallow people in one bite.

Huang Dashan lowered his head and touched his nose, his hands full of blood.

"real or fake?"

Gao Xuan smiled bitterly,

"I almost can't bear the breath of alcohol. It seems that this wine... Lord Shan, we are afraid that it will be no good for us, alas."

Shan Ye also sighed fakely, "Brother Lin, when can I drink this wine?"

"Of course it is Tier 5!"

"No discussion?"

"No!"

"Leave no room?"

"Do not stay!"

"..."

drop,

"For Ascension's store sales, expand customer resources, and activate the atmosphere of the main customer group, the system decided to increase its publicity and set up a temporary task: the colorful snake king wine red star medal.

Under Tier 5, if a customer actively requests to taste the colorful snake king wine, he will be granted a chance to challenge once.

If the challenge is successful, you can drink a cup of Seven Colored Snake Wine with Three Color Snake Wine and get a Red Star Medal of Snake Wine. The system is responsible for avoiding most of the negative effects including the possibility of death.

Regardless of whether the challenge is successful or not, please pay in advance and it will not be refunded.

Challenge item:

Wrestling with the host, each person is limited to one attempt per day.

Attributes of the Serpent King Wine Red Star Medal:

Increase the power of two stones on the right arm.

Solemnly declare:

In order to ensure the fairness and justice of this challenge project, the host is prohibited from evading, cheating and retaining strength in various ways, and the system has the right to enforce it.

Additional passive skills:

When within the business scope of Linjia Xiaoguan, if a customer exercises this challenge power, the host will respond to the customer's challenge 100% positively and set the standard wrist-wrestling start style, which will be executed immediately.

Note: Go up, my Qilin arm! "

The so-called Ake stab King Qin, carry it on his hairy legs, feel the call of despair, boy!

Lin Chou finished a silly annual drama like a horse racing in his heart, and quickly cleared up his mood.

Put on a look annoyed by Shan Ye's question,

"Drink, drink, drink! Wrest your wrists with this handsome, get a drink if you win, get fucked if you lose!"

"A word is settled!"

Gao Xuan continued, "It's hard to chase a horse!"

"Where is the gentleman?"

"Fuck it!"

Lin Chou spread his hand, the blue light of the ID card in the palm of his hand flashed.

"Ten thousand circulation points."

"..."

"Who will come?"

"Of course I will!"

Shan Ye has just been promoted to the third-level Intermediate, and he is also a power upgraded. It is just when he is full of confidence. He stands up and stretches his legs and twists his waist to move his muscles and bones. He smiles and stretches out his arms that are thicker than Lin's worrisome waist.

"bring it on!"

Holding the two hands together, it is like a young bean sprout sandwiched between the hoofs of a black donkey. The painting style is so tragic that the listener is sad and the one who hears it weeps.

"Hey!"

Shan Ye growled low, the muscles on his arms clustered like horned dragons, and he could even hear the terrifying sound of every muscle fiber in his arm tightening at the same time.

"..."

Lin Chou remained motionless, smiling at Lord Shan.

One second,

Two seconds,

....

Thirty seconds later,

"Fuck... trough..."

Shan Ye lay on the table and took a few breaths, "You...you TM... pit you Shan Ye again... I think of it... your kid... a dozen tons of punches, I still I don't believe it..."

"Boss Lin, I'll try it too, will it succeed?"

Before I knew who it was.

"good."

Within a ten-thousandth of a second, Lin Chou quickly answered and raised his right hand--this TM is 100% automatic frontal rigidity?

The visitor wore a thick fur cloak, which looked like a moving mountain, more than two meters high, forming a shadow of the boss.

After he took off the big cloak, Shan Ye discovered that this cargo was not wearing a big cloak at all, but the toughest piece of cowhide on the back of the bull. The long fluff fell down and was regarded as a heavy coat by everyone.

The wandering demon wiped the sweat from his forehead,

"I dragged this bull for more than two hundred miles. The meat on its body was almost eaten by me. I didn't meet a hunting team willing to bid, so I had to eat its meat, divide it and dispose of it. The best piece of cowhide."

"Are you, a lone hunter?"

"Yes."

Shan Ye took a breath, and as expected, he heard that all the solo hunters are strong and cruel, and rarely deal with hunting teams, and even have their own black market in handling prey.

Any one of this TM will come out, so you can single out at least Tier 3 bulls?

The wandering demon said with a smile, "Come on, be careful, my strength is great."

"good!"

No force,

"Hey Boom"

The table made a loud noise, and some of the connections inside had been crushed.

"squeak"

"squeak"

The arms of the two people kept scalp-numbing muscle constriction sound and joints rubbing sound, it seems that one of them may break at any time.

Although the fist wandered back and forth, the range was extremely small and stalemate.

Suddenly, the two sides slowly retracted, and the wandering demon's eyes showed surprise and admiration.

"Boss Lin is so strong, I lost."

Lin Chou smiled, "No, I lost."

Gao Xuan and Shan Ye cried at the same time,

"Why? It's a tie!"

Lin Chou shook his numb wrist,

"I am the banker, a tie, of course I lose."

"..."

"..."

Can your reason be even more outrageous?

Lin Chou took out another jar of colorful snake wine. This time a small faucet was opened on the wine jar. With a slight twist, it was exactly seven dollars of colorful snake wine.

"This snake wine, under Tier 5, has a maximum of seven dollars. It can be used with the three-color wine to breed Blood Qi, wash the hair and cut the marrow, and the effect is more than ten times stronger than the three-color snake wine. You must drink it right before my eyes. You are safe."

Pass the wine glass to the wandering demon, "Of course, the money is non-refundable."

Then he drew out a shining red star medal, "Well, a small prize, no respect."

The wandering demon rubbed his hands and sat down with his eyes burning in the jealousy of Huang Dashan and Gao Xuan. "It is with Tomahawk steak."

Huang Dashan sprayed out old blood, and then he said, "Where is Master Wen??"

The wanderer said,

"Is that a Tier 5 Awakener who spurts blood like a fountain? Just when you wrestled your wrists, I saw him sneaking to the back..."

"Fuck... trough..." Shan Yesheng had no love, "Actually, TM, missed it, missed it!!"

In the Houshan water well, warming the wine and drenching the last bucket of well water smoothly, putting on the clothes prepared in advance, "Sure enough, I almost missed the Huang Daoer, hehe, fighting with daddy, it's still a bit tender. ."

Laughed three times, full of breath, and went to the front hall.

"Boss Lin, this wine is the best wine in Mingguang, happy, happy!"

After Wen Zhongjiu left, from the wet blood-stained clothes on the ground, a fluffy mushroom head came out.

"Keep babble?"

The hyphae shook gently, and the blood that had been spreading and spreading gradually condensed, condensed, and gathered into a small pool of bright red.

The fur ball jumped in immediately,

"Snapped."

Splashes of blood.

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