Chapter 2040 The Prince of Jin

Several people saw that Lei Huang had decided to leave, and no longer persuaded them.

What's more, whether it is the True Immortal Burial Ye, or Feng Ziyi's heart, it is clear that Lei Huang can only survive if he leaves the Immortal Realm.

If you stay here, you will surely die!

Although Lei Huang had made up his mind, he still did not leave immediately.

He just quietly looked at the True Immortal Burial Ye, Feng Ziyi, with reluctance in his heart.

He and Feng Ziyi had just met each other, if it wasn't for the situation, why would he be ruthless and leave?

The true immortal said at the funeral night: "I didn't expect that we were separated by more than 400,000 years. We just met again, and we will part again. Don't worry, I will try to live a few more years and take care of Ziyi for you."

"Good brother, thank you."

Lei Huang nodded.

The True Immortal Burial Night took out a jar of spirits from the storage bag, opened the mud seal, and prepared to pour a few bowls to say goodbye to Emperor Lei.

"It's too hypocritical to drink from a bowl."

Lei Huang waved his hand and said, "Bring out four altars, the four of us will be happy with one altar each!"

"Row!"

Fu Ye Zhenxian said: "Besides you, I'm afraid no one will accompany me to drink in the future."

While talking, he took out three jars of spirits and distributed them to Su Zimo and Feng Ziyi.

"Come on, Brother Su!"

Lei Huang looked at Su Zimo, raised the wine jar, and said loudly.

"Senior Thunder Emperor..."

Su Zimo hurriedly picked up the wine jar, Lei Huang's face turned pale, and said, "Brother Su, what are you calling a senior? It's too outlandish! You and I are congenial and have the same temperament, just call me big brother!"

"How can this be..."

Su Zimo quickly declined.

Regardless of whether he was in the Heavenly Desolate Continent, the Upper Realm, or the cultivation realm, no matter how he counted, Lei Huang was his senior.

Feng Ziyi also frowned.

If Su Zimo and Lei Huang were the same generation, then she would bow her head for no reason.

Lei Huang laughed loudly, patted Su Zimo on the shoulder, and said, "Those rules of generation are bullshit, and I, Feng Cantian, don't care at all."

"If it suits me, I'll be with him. If it's not pleasing to the eye, what about the Immortal Emperor!"

"Brother Su, if you don't mind, drink this jar of wine!"

Su Zimo heard Lei Huang's arrogance, his heart swayed, his blood surged, and he said loudly: "Okay, Brother Feng, I respect you!"

Funeral Night Zhenxian and Feng Ziyi also raised the wine jar.

The four people's wine jars collided, making a crisp sound, and raised their heads to drink!

The four of them knew in their hearts that after this jar of spirits, everyone would leave.

The sky is vast, the future is bleak, and there are many dangers.

The four of them didn't stop until they drank the jar of spirits.

Normally, with Su Zimo's cultivation, ordinary drinks would not make him feel any drunk at all.

But after drinking this jar of spirits, Su Zimo felt that his cheeks were slightly flushed and his head was dizzy.

Feng Ziyi, who was on the side, couldn't hold it anymore, her cheeks were flushed, and she was shaky.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Lei Huang laughed and praised Su Zimo: "You can drink this jar of wine without getting drunk, as expected of the blood of Qinglian!"

You must know that the spirits collected by True Immortal Burial Night are not ordinary drinks.

This kind of wine, even their cultivation base will feel slightly drunk.

"Brother Su."

Lei Huang patted Su Zimo's shoulder heavily, and said with a half-smiling smile, "We can talk about friendship, but you can't take advantage of my granddaughter. Between you, it's different."

Su Zimo always felt that there was something in Lei Huang's words, and there seemed to be some deep meaning in his eyes.

But his mind was a little dizzy, and he couldn't think too much, just subconsciously said: "That's natural."

"gone."

Lei Huang took a deep breath, his eyes returned to clarity, he stood on the top of the mountain, looked back at the rivers and mountains under his feet, and said in a condensed voice, "One day, I, Feng Cantian, will set foot on this land with integrity!"

After saying that, a thunder light flashed on Lei Huang's body, he fled away, and disappeared at the end of the sky in a blink of an eye.

Su Zimo stood on the top of the mountain, Qinglian's blood was surging continuously, and the breeze on the top of the mountain gradually blew her, and she gradually woke up.

"what's your plan?"

The True Immortal Burial Night asked, "Would you like to come with us?"

Su Zimo thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, I've been through a lot over the past year, and I'm going to find a place to practice retreat."

"That's fine too."

The True Immortal Burial Night nodded and warned, "Be careful, don't reveal your identity. Also, try not to use your cauldron in the future."

"Thank you senior for reminding me."

Su Zimo thanked him.

The Night Burial True Immortal handed over a pitch-black token two fingers wide, with a dagger surrounded by lightning drawn on it.

"This is a token. If you see the same sign anywhere, you can find the man in the dead night."

Su Zimo took the token and thanked again.

True Immortal Burial Night nodded, supporting Feng Ziyi, who was still in a state of drunkenness, and gradually disappeared into the void.

Su Zimo didn't stay on the top of the mountain, and went down the mountain.

...

In the mid-air of the Longteng Mountains, a huge gap suddenly cracked open, revealing the dark tunnel inside.

A figure stepped out, with one hand behind him, his expression was calm, and his gestures showed the bearing of a royal family.

Those eyes are like gems in the deep sea, deep and mysterious.

Prince Jin, Prince An Shi!

The Prince of Jin came to the sky above the Longteng Mountains and looked at the dilapidated battlefield and the corpse of the naked man with a cold expression.

"Zuo Yuan, Jingyue."

The Prince of Jin suddenly opened his mouth and asked faintly, "Are you still alive?"

The Prince of Jin's voice is not loud, but it can stretch endlessly and spread thousands of miles.

Prince Yuanzuo and Jingyue Zhenxian, who were running away, both trembled, and at the same time, in their minds, they heard the rumors of the Prince of Jin!

hiss!

The art of sound transmission from thousands of miles!

The two of them trembled and did not dare to hesitate. They quickly turned around and walked towards the Longteng Mountains.

It didn't take long for the two to reach the mountains.

At the same time, another space tunnel split open in the air on the other side, and the King of Heavenly Punishment came out with a stern expression and murderous aura.

"What about people?"

The Heavenly Punishment King asked in a deep voice.

"What about people?"

The Prince of Jin's face was expressionless, and he could not see his joy or anger. He just looked at the Prince Yuanzuo and Jingyue Zhenxian calmly, and asked softly.

Prince Yuanzuo and Jingyue Zhenxian couldn't bear the pressure, and with a plop, they knelt down.

"Big brother, big brother atonement."

In front of the rest of the people, the Prince of Yuan Zuo could show off his strength and command his arrogance, but in front of the Prince of Jin, he was honest like a child.

Prince Yuanzuo knows the means of this eldest brother best!

"I have already calculated everything, I can definitely suppress Feng Cantian, but, but who knows, a Su Zimo will appear..."

The Prince of Yuanzuo was interrupted by the Prince of Jin before he could finish his explanation.

"What about people?"

The Prince of Jin only said two words, and his voice became softer and softer.

At this moment, Prince Yuanzuo was so frightened that cold sweat broke out!