The vine calmed down, Ober and Devilland seemed to be thinking. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "In order to defeat Henrijaye, I have used countless methods to see the fruit condensed by my tree? This is a wine made directly with my own heart and three hundred years of understanding. Each one is directly wine. Since you have drunk Henrijaye's Crohaba, then I would like to ask you to taste the taste of this wine. Try it, have I surpassed him."

Lan Jue didn't expect him to suddenly change the topic. At the same time, three vines had already reached in their direction.

The fruits on this vine are different from ordinary vines. Ordinary vines are bunched, but they are one by one. Each grape is as big as a baby's fist and shines with an amethyst-like luster, making people feel urge to take a bite.

The three of them picked the grape beads that were delivered to their hands. Suddenly, the fragrant aroma of wine came. It was an extremely mellow smell that drifted into their noses, and immediately made people feel drunk.

Subconsciously, they all brought the grapes to themselves and took a slight bite. There was no flesh inside. A stream of juice instantly rushed into their mouths, like drinking a big sip of wine.

In an instant, the rich smell instantly filled the taste buds, which strongly stimulated every cell in the mouth. The ultimate smell made the three of them widen their eyes, and they felt that their whole body seemed to have just been distilled by this mellow fragrance.

Lan Jue and the beggar shook almost at the same time, and their eyes gradually became confused and hazy. The next moment when the wine entered their throats, they felt that everything in front of them began to turn dizzy. It was clearly a feeling of drunkenness.

However, with their cultivation level, even if they drink a lot of strong liquor, they shouldn’t be drunk!

The taster was the only one who stood still, but his face had changed because he clearly saw that there was a purple color on the surface of Lan Jue and the taster's skin, just like the purple color that was exactly the same as the grape beads before.

"There is something wrong with the grape!" The taster realized instantly. With a wave of his right hand, the scepter of time and space had turned into silver light and appeared in his control.

"Useless. Every grape is condensed by me with my own laws and life, at least equivalent to a thousand kilograms of fine wine. Good grapes require good fertilizer, and nothing better than humans. Since you have discovered this, stay forever. Maybe you won't get drunk directly, but how much can your strength be exerted?" Ober, Devillan, said coldly.

As he spoke, his vines waved upwards, and the giant tree's body rose up, and in the thick purple light, it gradually turned into a human form, but the surface of the skin was still as shriveled as the bark on the side, and it looked like a tree man.

The skin of the taster also had purple color on his face. He sighed, "Lan Jue is right, you are not as good as Henry Jiaye because of your heart. You are too eager for quick success and instant benefits and cannot immerse your heart in winemaking. Therefore, no matter how genius you are, you will never be the best God of Baccarat."

A layer of silver light rolled up and turned into a light shield, covering himself and Lan Jue and the beggar.

The world outside the silver light shield changed in the next moment. Grape vines rose from the ground, each of which was dark purple. They seemed to have grown faces, ferocious and full of strange aura. Countless vines condensed towards this side from all directions, and the entire sky turned into dark purple.

"I used the law to seal this space. Even if the power of the space you control is impossible to hold on after taking my Baccarat. Baccarat can make ordinary people die of drunkenness or make the psychics lose resistance. A Baccarat can be transformed into a thousand bottles of the best Romaniconti. You are wine lovers and can be used as fertilizer for Baccarat. Isn't the best ending? Do you dare to say that my Baccarat taste is not as good as Henrigaye's Crohaba?" Ober, Devillan's voice was a bit proud.

But the taster looked at him seriously, "Yes, you are not as good as. No matter how good the wine god tastes, it does not have the wine god's love for the wine. Some are just your anger and greed. Therefore, its aftertaste is fishy. You have a saying that you can never surpass the late Henry Jaye Dior."

"Will I believe you say this? Let's talk about it before you become a fertilizer first. Baccarat will definitely sweep the whole world. All those who drink Baccarat as raw wine will inevitably be attracted. I will choose more people from them to become my nutrients and fertilizers. I don't believe that gathering people who love wine in the world can't surpass Henry Jiaye! And he will inevitably be entangled by these unjust souls. You are very lucky to be the first batch of fertilizers, and I will remember you."

The dark purple in the sky slowly settled, and thick vines whipped the silver light shield frantically. Although every collision would instantly shatter, the silver light shield also emitted layers of halos.

The purple color on the surface of the taster's skin became increasingly heavy, and his hand holding the scepter of time began to tremble slightly.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that he, who loved fine wine all his life, would die on the wine.

Ober, Devilland! A generation of Dionysian was tortured to such an extent by anger. Undoubtedly, he had completely fallen.

The power of the master is used to do evil, and I don’t know how many innocent people will be implicated. This place has become abyss of sin.

In terms of cultivation, there is a certain gap between the taster and Oberel and Devillan, but this gap is not too big. After all, in Oberel and Devillan's era, his understanding of the laws was far less than that of humans after entering interstellar immigration. Once the master completes his understanding of the laws, it is irreversible.

However, the place in front of him is the territory of Ober and Devilland. This place allows him to use the unique Western formations of the Shangyuan era to arrange it. Although he himself has become a vine, it is also more integrated with this space. This is also an important reason why wine tasters suffer in comparison of strength.

From the perspective of the superpower itself, the superpowers of Ober and Devillan are undoubtedly plant-based, and are much worse than those of the spatial attributes. However, in this place, the space is disturbed and suppressed, and the taster can only fall into a disadvantage. In addition, after taking the Baccarat that even seems to be able to penetrate the soul at this time, he naturally has no power of resistance.

Ober, Devillan, is one of the oldest masters. He is not in a hurry even if he has completely gained the upper hand. He is very clear about how the master's explosion can reach. The three tasters are already meat on the chopping board, and he only needs to gradually consume it through his powerful strength.

The vines with the power of the law kept striking on the silver light shield, and the light of the light shield itself became dimmer and dim. Once the light shield was broken, it would be a direct collision between the fields. In the current state of the taster, it was impossible for the Ober and Devillan to defeat.

Suddenly, the taster fell to the ground with one knee and inserted the space-time scepter in his hand on the ground. A series of silver light threads suddenly bloomed outward from the bottom of the space-time scepter. In an instant, with the taster as the center, it was like a big silver flower blooming on the earth. The silver halo quickly expanded outward and bloomed. The strong silver light gave people a dazzling feeling. Each petal was a complete space, and these spaces were layered between each other and rubbed against each other.

The earth began to disintegrate in this terrifying space power. Under the extreme of silver, the silver gradually turned black. A black hole that looked only a few meters in diameter appeared quietly, but the moment it appeared, all the vines within a kilometer-wide diameter range instantly turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

The black hole, which was still active on the control surface the moment ago, became a diameter of kilometers at this moment, and was crazily swallowing everything around it.

The grape vines of Ober and Devilland, more than two meters high, were also within the range of this black hole. Like the vines that were sprinting wildly, they instantly turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

But at the next moment, a layer of lilac halo was added to the edge of the black hole. The appearance of this halo actually made the black hole that seemed to be able to swallow everything stagnate and could no longer expand.

You should know that space black holes are already the most powerful ability of the wine taster. When he was at his peak, with his extraordinary skills, he could even make an asteroid disappear out of thin air. But at this moment, he was restricted.

"It's useless. This is my territory. Do you think that this can destroy my body? In my town of Bourne, I have countless vines, and each of them can be a projection of my body."

In the distance, a vine grew wildly, and in a blink of an eye, a brand new Obert, Devilland vine appeared again, and it was exactly the same as before.

The purple halo outside the black hole began to increase, and the powerful squeezing pressure made the black hole shrink inward bit by bit.

"Your efforts can only be to drink poison to quench your thirst. The result of your doing so is to make the divine power of the Baccarat spread faster in your body. It's useless, no energy can stop my Baccarat from spreading in my bloodline." Ober, Devillan's voice was full of jokes.

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