Wine!
Looking at it, it’s full of wine. The palace is full of Fiona Fang miles and rows of logs. The racks are filled with large and small ceramic jars.
There is a strong and spicy smell of alcohol floating in the air. Two long cases are in opposition to each other, and Chen Han happens to be sitting opposite one of them. There is a big man with a beard 2.
"Xiaoke dares to fight with the old man?" The other party laughed happily and abnormally.
"Dare"
"Even if you drink the whole temple wine, if you can’t finish it, you will lose. If you don’t drink fast, you will lose. If you get drunk before the old, you will still lose."
"I’m afraid you won’t succeed if you drink!"
Chen Han, with a wave of his hand, tried to roll the immortal power to the jars for a moment, only to find with horror that the immortal power was completely cut off from the Yuan God.
In other words, it is impossible to force the strength of wine by magic power. If you want to digest this strength, you must rely on the flesh.
Toes want to know that this can’t be ordinary wine, and it must have a very amazing spiritual power, which the physical body alone can’t bear.
"Half belongs to me and half belongs to you. You must drink faster than the old man, and you must not be drunk and unconscious after drinking your half."
With a wave of his hand, the great man believed that the hall was swept by a layer of light film across the cold fairy knowledge and found that the jar was evenly divided into two parts with the same amount
You can smell pungent and spicy without hitting the jar. The wine here is not the same as the celestial wine, but it is very similar to the earth spirits. Grab an jar and pat it with mud. I almost didn’t spit it out. Where is the wine? It’s something that is a hundred times stronger than pure alcohol!
Different from the earth, the white wine is ruby red, but it is also different from those fruit wines in the celestial world.
Red is by no means the fairy fruit red of Fairyland Brewery. Besides pungent and pungent alcohol, it also has a bloody smell that makes people collapse.
This is blood!
Blood wine!
The story of the witch comes to mind. The three sacrifices of the witch are sacrificed in exchange for more powerful power to summon the original demon. At the same time, the most precious wine of the witch is also made of blood. Adding all kinds of spirits, birds and beasts to the precious fruit is not only amazing in spirit, but also spicy, which is by no means comparable to the fruit juice-like wine in the fairy world. Those immortals who rarely eat meat will feel queasy even if they just smell it.
He’s still thinking here. Qiu Xu, the big fellow, has grabbed a jar and poured his face into his mouth. He’s also covered with deep red blood gas.
Chen Han did not dare to neglect or care about the pungent smell of blood, and opened his mouth to swallow and drink at the jars.
Wine?
The so-called wine is definitely more horrible than sulfuric acid. It flows into the stomach along the esophagus as if n knives were cutting the esophagus and stomach.
Burning and anxious, I can’t be spicy anymore. I wonder if the witch family is masochistic. This drinking is more horrible than drinking sulfuric acid. Isn’t it masochism or something?
More and more wine is poured into the stomach, and the whole stomach seems to be boiling with lava from the center of the earth. The violent wine strength not only makes the Yuan gods tingle, but also makes the fine sweat gradually spread all over the body. It is with more and more wine being poured into the stomach that Chen Han gradually likes this stimulating liquor from the beginning of resistance.
This wine is both destruction and baptism!
Just as the wild rhinoceros group lost its immortal guardian in physical collision, it would have been torn to pieces if it had been replaced by ordinary immortals.
However, when the surging energy method in the wine destroys the flesh, it will become a magical force, and repeated baptism will make the body stronger and stimulate the Yuan God to increase at a very slow speed.
The realm of the big fellow is that in the middle of Xianjun, according to the strength of Yuan Shen and Chen Han, there is almost no difference in the strength of each other’s bodies, which is why the speed of drinking and the resistance to drinking are almost exactly the same, like two crazy bulls fighting for wine.
An altar …
Ten altars.
Hundred altars …
More and more wine in the stomach is getting stronger and stronger, and it is approaching the limit of cold in the morning, and there are some cracks in the stomach.
Every drop of wine contains wild and surging energy. What about ten drops that can’t do harm to the body? What about a hundred drops?
The ten-mile-long hall is full of jars, even if the number is divided equally between the two people, there are 100,000 jars. So much wine contains enough energy. It is not difficult for conan the destroyer to finish these wines, but it must be faster than the other party, and there is a limit of four wines and wealth in total for one month.
Seeing that the physical body has reached the limit, sitting opposite the long case, the big fellow’s eyes are red and sweating to the extreme.
The man put the jar in his hand on a long case, and he couldn’t stay up. He was ready to rest and drink again and again.
Only with the help of strong body and other alcoholic strength can we gradually consume a part of it to drink more drinks. However, Chen Han has no tendency to stop. He knows very well that it is not difficult to beat the other side. The real problem lies in the four-month limit
At the other party’s speed, if you can’t stay up, you will rest and share half of the liquor. It is impossible to finish it without half a month.
Sometimes the other person drinks slowly, but he doesn’t have that kind of leisure. It takes half a month to get four in the first place, and how can he get by with three left?
Fairy power is limited here, but the magical stellar power is already there!
Don’t destroy the seal!
Xianyuyin!
Seeing that the stomach will be torn by the strength of wine, Chen Han quickly made two immortal seals, which made his physical strength double, and the more immortal seals complemented each other with the powerful repair ability of the physical body after the fusion of the innate B-wood elite to repair the damaged stomach wall quickly.
The stomach is under his control, resisting the erosion of alcohol, and more strong liquor keeps pouring down the throat into the stomach like a waterfall.
Defeating your opponent is not the key, but mainly a race against a month.
The big fellow has rested five times, with four hours less each time, but the cold has never stopped. Until four days later, he drank six spirits here, and it took him half a day to eliminate most of the alcohol in his stomach.
Finally, on the first day, he drank more than 100,000 altars of spirits, and the whole person seemed exhausted. However, after being baptized by the violent spirit in these drinks, not only the body was a little earth, but even the realm of Yuan Shen was a little higher.
On the other hand, the other side only drank half of the wine, and the big fellow was sweating with alcohol, laughing and getting up from the long case.