Yunshui Jiuzhou , Immortal League lord !

  Jingzhou, Shangyang City.

  In the afternoon, it was already time to go off work, people were busy and cars were jammed at all traffic lights.

  This is the sight of the city.

  It's no more common.

  However, no one knows that there is a huge wine gourd in the high-altitude area of Shangyang City, which is hidden in the clouds and slowly floats.

  "Good wine... Good wine! "

  The wine madman lies on this wine gourd and keeps pouring his own wine.

  He doesn't want to be awake.

  As soon as he thought of the scene that Tianqiong Peak, he would not be able to stop thinking about the past 100 years ago.

  However, at this time, a flying sword covered with a blue-gold flame galloped at an extremely fast speed!

  The wine madman saw the flying sword with flames. The sword and the eyebrows slammed, and the hand was lifted. The flying sword was broken and turned into a voice, falling into the ear of the wine madman.