Feng Hao was stunned for a moment after hearing the words of Taiqing Sect Leader Ling Luo.

I thought to myself, this Ling Luo really dares to say it.

Ninety percent sure?

hehe!

Feng Hao raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and said: "Just force it..."

In fact, Feng Hao is very confident that he has decided on the spot of the middle god. He is just so confident for no other reason.

However, his words shocked the elders and disciple Huadu present.

Ninety percent sure!

This is basically considered 100% sure.

Huadu's face was a little stiff.

What co-author Feng Hao means is that he has no chance?

Hua Du sneered twice, he really didn't believe in this evil.

During the dinner, Feng Hao drank a lot of wine.

He didn't drink alcohol originally, but this wine was like nectar, and after drinking it, he was able to restore his cultivation...

But as he drank, Feng Hao definitely felt something was not right.

The elders of the Taiqing Immortal Sect were so enthusiastic with their leader Ling Luo that they kept pouring wine into him, and these immortal wines could make him grow a lot of immortal energy.

"Little friend Feng, our sect has prepared thousands of altars today. We must not return until we are drunk!"

One of the elders was so drunk that he couldn't find his head.

But the enthusiasm for drinking is still very high.

The other elders and Ling Luo Sect Master also raised their glasses, and the whole table was in harmony.

Feng Hao suddenly said: "You, elders, do you want me to improve my cultivation to a high-level god?"

"..."

"..."

quiet!

Deathly silence.

The originally harmonious hall suddenly became quiet at this time, and the air seemed to condense.

You can hear the needle drop.

"Heh...hehe!"

Ling Luo laughed twice, and then said: "How could this happen? How can you break through the realm by drinking?"

"Yeah yeah!"

The other elders also agreed.

They are not such people.

But despite saying this, many elders were blushing at this time. I don't know if they were drunk, or they really felt ashamed.

"I was just kidding you seniors, it's okay... drink whatever you want!"

Feng Hao wanted to laugh, because for him, this was just about restoring his cultivation. It was not easy to suppress his cultivation.

"Come on!"

When the elders saw that Feng Hao had said this, they continued...

What if Feng Hao accidentally breaks through?

…

Two hours later, an elder fell directly to the ground.

He was so drunk that he snored.

It's not that he doesn't want to be rescued, it's just that the alcohol is too fierce, the immortal energy contained in it is amazing enough, and he has a weak foundation.

Isn’t this just over the top!

"I...I can't do it anymore!"

boom!

Another elder fell drunk.

An hour later...

Bang! Bang!

Several more elders rolled their eyes, fell to the ground, and then fell unconscious.

After all, Sect Leader Ling Luo is at the level of the Emperor. For him, these immortal energy can be dissolved in a matter of minutes.

But at this time Ling Luo was stunned.

Why is Feng Hao not drunk even after drinking so much?

The key... they all took turns to persuade them to drink, which meant that Feng Hao drank several times as much fairy wine as they did...

Suddenly, at this time, Huadu's body began to have glowing light overflowing from his body, but he didn't notice it at first.

When he noticed it, Huadu suddenly exclaimed: "Sect Master, I...I'm about to break through!"

"What?"

Ling Luo was shocked at that time, and without any hesitation, he immediately stood up, rushed to Huadu, and pressed directly on Huadu's Tianling Cover with one hand.

At the same time, a source of power was injected into it, forcibly suppressing Huadu's breakthrough state.

Feng Hao: "..."

When Feng Hao saw this scene, his face looked a little unnatural.

The other elders who were still able to stand looked a little ugly at this time...

The co-author did not achieve a breakthrough in Feng Hao's realm, but instead achieved a breakthrough in the middle-level god disciple of his sect?

Fortunately... Sect Leader Lingluo was quick to act.

Otherwise, he would have just broken through to the middle god realm with his talents, and then... he would have been at the bottom of the upper god competition.

"so close……"

Hua Du wiped his sweat at this time and was almost in tears.

At this time, he stood up and faced Ling Luo and said to the elders: "This disciple is feeling ill, so he has to leave first..."

"Go for it!"

Ling Luo nodded.

If Huadu still doesn't leave and drinks a few more drinks, it will really be difficult for him to become a god. There is hope that he can stabilize the top of the middle god.

If you break through, just stay wherever it's cool!

Feng Hao said at this time: "Fortunately... I am still a long way from breaking through to the upper gods, otherwise... I might be just like Senior Brother Huadu!"

"ah!"

"What……"

"Feng... Inspector Feng, your current cultivation level has not reached the peak of the middle god?"

The elders were stunned at that time.

Feng Hao's cultivation has not reached the peak of the middle god, so why should he be an inspector?

If the supervisor fell on the middle god, he would at least be at the top of the middle god's cultivation. How could Feng Hao not be the one?

Feng Hao nodded and said: "Yes! But now that I drank Guizong's immortal brew, my cultivation level has improved a lot, and I am not far from the peak... Come... come again!"

Feng Hao picked up his wine glass and greeted the other elders.

ah……

boom!

The elders almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and then immediately fell down on the wine table.

At this time, everyone felt a heartbreaking pain.

Because... these immortal brews are completely wasted. If they are used to cultivate disciples, they can at least cultivate a high-level god.

It hurts!

At this time, they heard that Feng Hao was still able to drink, and it seemed that he was still some way away from breaking through to a higher god.

So... they tacitly chose to give up.
To be continued...