Chapter 1361

After getting the flower of time and space, Sun Yi couldn't wait to wrap up a palace in Zisheng city and immediately began to summon the spirit of tianmeteorite.

The flower of time and space turned into the power of fate and poured into tianmeteorite, making the Tiandao array pattern shine for a moment, and then Sun Yi's great magic power played out, as if to summon the virtual shadow of the long river of destiny, so that the long river was shrouded in tianmeteorite.

A glimmer of light like a meteor emerged from the long river of fate, which was the original spirit of tianmeteor.

In fact, only the real overlord can revive the dead man from the fate, and there are many difficulties in it. But the sky is different. First of all, he is a master of heaven, and the noumenon is here. Besides, Sun Yi is just bringing a hint of wisdom from his fate, that is to say, he only caught the memory of the sky.

After resurrecting the spirit of tianmeteorite, Sun Yi bought many treasures in Zisheng city at any cost to help tianmeteorite recover its strength. Soon, the spirit will return to its original strength and the peak of creation.

It's still difficult to be a half step overlord. This is a barrier, better than a God, and I haven't taken this step.

On this day, Sun Yi led several people to walk on the streets of Zisheng city. Many experts walked by. They really felt the shock of half respect as many as dogs and the way of heaven everywhere.

"If you don't come out for a walk, you've been a frog at the bottom of the well for nine days. You never thought there would be so many masters. There are tens of thousands of masters in the purple holy city." Feng Shen sighed and walked on the street. In the past, even the heaven realm was a myth in myth.

"This is because the purple holy paradise has a long history and has gathered countless centuries of civilization. There will be a large number of strong people, but the strong beyond the boundary is still a myth. At least I haven't seen one."

Sun Yat Sen said as he walked, the stronger the purple Saint paradise is, the happier it will be.

Unknowingly, they walked into a tall restaurant, which was bustling with many martial artists drinking and having fun.

At the level of the Lord, life is immortal. In addition to the necessary cultivation, you will play a lot of tricks to relax yourself in the rest of the time.

The waiter of the hotel was a prospective gentleman. Seeing Sun Yi and others coming, he immediately welcomed them with a smile and welcomed them in.

"We'll sit there." Sun Yi glanced and sat down at an empty table.

Looking for purple saint is not something that can be completed in a few days. It's also good to come to a strange place to drink.

Sun Yi ordered many precious delicacies, as well as the most famous Amethyst wine in Zisheng city. It is said that this Amethyst wine can make a martial artist without martial arts talent drink an altar and directly enter the realm of the great emperor.

Soon, Sun Yi was served in the restaurant.

The delicious food gives off an attractive smell. It is the flesh and blood of chaotic creatures. Taking a bite will benefit the martial arts.

"When singing about wine, life is geometric. Good wine should be shared with Yingjie."

At this moment, outside the restaurant, a decadent young man came out with a broken beard. He was a drunkard. His breath was very ordinary. He was around the heavenly realm, wearing purple clothes. It looked that his breath was a member of the purple Saint family.

"Zichuan, you don't practice well, but you come to the restaurant all day to beg for wine. It's like losing the face of Zisheng city."

Seeing the decadent youth called Zichuan coming, the shopkeeper of the restaurant looked sad and scolded.

"Shopkeeper, what's good about cultivation? It's better to relieve your worries with wine all day."

Zichuan was drunk. He was breathing wine. His hand was still on the shopkeeper, which made the shopkeeper angry. If he hadn't looked at the face of the family, he would have been blown away with his strength to create the realm.

"It's hopeless!"

The shopkeeper of the restaurant was full of anger. Zichuan was originally a genius of Zisheng City, but somehow his temperament changed greatly after he achieved the Lord. He abandoned martial arts cultivation and only knew how to drink and have fun.

"Since you don't welcome me, the wine at the next table is good. I'll get it myself."

Taking a drunken step, Zichuan went to Sun Yi's table, picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth without saying a word.

"I'm sorry, we compensate ten times for the wine we drink in Zichuan." The shopkeeper hurried to Sun Yi's table and hated that iron could not become a steel road.

"It doesn't matter. Since this brother likes drinking, shopkeeper, take another hundred jars and we'll drink together." Sun Yi smiled.

"Do you hear me? This brother is going to buy me a drink." Zichuan was not polite and sat down directly at Sun Yi's table.

When the wine came up, Zichuan drank it. In a moment, there were ten jars of wine. According to his posture, he could drink even another thousand jars, which surprised Sun Yi.

You should know that Amethyst wine contains powerful power. Even if he takes a step in the way of heaven, he will die by explosion of this huge power.

Looking at Zichuan's decadent appearance, several people at the gate of killing immortals also frowned, but Sun Yi didn't say anything, and they didn't have a good attack.

"Good wine." Zichuan held the wine jar and exclaimed.

"The best wine needs brother Zichuan and other heroes to drink, otherwise it will be a waste."

Sun Yi took a slight sip, his eyes focused on Zichuan, and his eyes looked at him like a torch.

"I'm a hero. I'm just a drunkard. You flatter me." Zichuan only drinks. He really looks like a decadent drunkard.

"If you are not a hero, there will be no heroes in the world. Purple saint, since you know I will come today, don't pretend."

Sun Yi tapped on the table and said in a voice that only two people could hear.

He can deceive others, but he can't deceive himself. The so-called decadent youth is the mysterious purple saint, which is just his disguise.

"The overlord of nine days, your eyesight is really good. I am indeed the purple saint. Because of some relationship, I can't reveal my true body in chaos."

At this moment, Zichuan's momentum changed. Although it was still a decadent color, his eyes shone a sharp light to show his identity.

He did know with the help of the power of fate that there would be distinguished guests these days. His decadence was disguised to Sun Yi to see how powerful the distinguished guests were.

"Chaos is broken, the era is rotten, the final catastrophe will come, and chaotic warriors will unite as one." Sun Yi smiled.

There is no place to find, so it takes no time. Originally, he had a headache about how to find Zisheng, but now Zisheng comes to the door by himself, saving a lot of trouble.

"I only have endless hatred for the true holy kingdom. In those years, my grandfather was a half step overlord, fought side by side with the war overlord, and finally died in their hands. Many purple saints fell. This hatred must be sought.

The purple saint's eyes shot boundless anger. If he was angry, the whole purple Saint paradise would be destroyed.

He is not the first generation of purple saint. The real purple Saint fell in the war 1500 years ago. He is the half step overlord born after the reconstruction of purple Saint civilization.

"We have the same goal. Here I invite you to join my nine day alliance."

"Ha ha, I'm here for this purpose. I've endured for countless generations."

Sun Yi laughed and immediately stretched out his palm, and Zisheng also held his hand tightly with Sun Yi, indicating the true formation of this alliance.