Sword Emperor of the Astonishing Sky

The Holy Son of the Soul Refining Sect and the Holy Son of the All Saints Mountain, Wang Zhengyang, returned to the top of the Tianjian Peak and rested in their previous seats.

It can be seen that after Wang Zhengyang won the first match, he seemed to be relieved. When he sat down to rest, a little smile gradually appeared on his face.

Lin Bai looked at him, and he also looked at Lin Bai. The two smiled at each other from a distance and raised their wine pots to drink.

Lin Bai seemed to be celebrating and congratulating Wang Zhengyang on his victory.

On the other hand, as the Holy Son of the Soul Refining Sect, Shen Xinghe, admitted defeat, the momentum of the warriors in the Northern Territory fell to the bottom.

It seems that all the warriors in the Northern Territory did not expect that the first match would end with the defeat of the Holy Son of the Soul Refining Sect, Shen Xinghe.

But except for these low-level warriors, all high-level warriors can see that Wang Zhengyang, the Holy Son of the All Saints Mountain, was obviously well prepared for the match between Wang Zhengyang and Shen Xinghe.

The methods and magical arts used, even the supreme divine weapons prepared by Wansheng Mountain, were specifically targeted at the Soul Refining Sect.

All the magical arts and divine weapons of Shen Xinghe, the Saint of the Soul Refining Sect, were obviously restrained by Wang Zhengyang.

Even at the critical moment, Shen Xinghe, the Saint of the Soul Refining Sect, seized the opportunity and almost killed Wang Zhengyang, but in the end, Wang Zhengyang reacted and turned the defeat into victory.

During the short break at halftime, Lin Bai and Bu Junfeng clearly felt bursts of roaring sounds coming from the void.

It was as if someone was fighting fiercely in the void.

The young man sitting next to Bu Junfeng chuckled and said, "It seems that after the Soul Refining Sect's Saint Shen Xinghe lost, the Soul Refining Sect's masters were a little dissatisfied and fought in the void?"

Bu Junfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Overall, it seems that Shen Xinghe did not lose, and Wansheng Mountain was obviously more prepared."

"All the magical powers and magic weapons displayed by Wang Zhengyang completely restrained Shen Xinghe's methods."

"If it were other Eastern Region warriors, it might not be so easy to win."

The young man heard this, turned his head and glanced at Lin Bai who was sitting on the other side of Bu Junfeng, and asked with a smile:

"What if it was Brother Lin?"

"Uh..." Bu Junfeng was speechless for a moment, and chuckled: "Brother Lin naturally has Brother Lin's ability, Shen Xinghe is not his opponent."

"Shen Xinghe is not a fool, knowing that he is not Brother Lin's opponent, he will still "He kept rushing up. "

Lin Bai added: "What if it is Brother Bu who is fighting Wang Zhengyang? Is Brother Bu sure of winning?"

Bu Junfeng thought seriously and said: "It depends on when we fight."

"If I go up and fight Wang Zhengyang now, I may still have a chance of winning."

"But if Wang Zhengyang is given enough time to prepare, to understand my information, and to understand my magical powers and magic."

"After he is ready, I am not sure that I can defeat Wang Zhengyang."

"After all... Wansheng Mountain is Wansheng Mountain after all, and it is the ancestor of all magic in the demon world."

"The foundation of Wansheng Mountain is so profound that even the Refining God Sect feels incredible. They must have means to restrain my magical powers and magic weapons."

Hearing Bu Junfeng's words, Lin Bai nodded slightly, expressing his understanding and agreement.

From the battle between Wang Zhengyang and Shen Xinghe this time, Wang Zhengyang did not use too many magical powers and magic weapons.

The magical arts he displayed were all specifically designed to restrain the Soul Refining Sect. Even the magic weapons he took out were specifically designed to restrain the soul arts of the Soul Refining Sect.

From this perspective... Wang Zhengyang must have been prepared to fight with Shen Xinghe, the Holy Son of the Soul Refining Sect, so he was so well prepared.

On the contrary, if Wang Zhengyang fought with Bu Junfeng, then the magical arts he displayed today would most likely no longer be "Ten Thousand Buddhas Golden Light" and "Purple Sky Divine Thunder".

The magic weapon he took out would most likely not be the half-spear "God Killing Spear", but a magic weapon that could restrain Bu Junfeng.

Lin Bai asked with a smile: "So... in the void, the masters of the Soul Refining Sect and the masters of the All Saints Mountain have already fought?"

Bu Junfeng chuckled and said: "It's unlikely that they will fight. At most, they will just have a war of words."

The young man nodded in agreement: "If warriors at the level of great supernatural powers fight, what will happen?"

"This space will be torn to pieces by them!"

Just as everyone was sitting together chatting, the strong men of the three ancient forces appeared again.

Daoist Chai of the Martial God Sect announced loudly: "The first match was won by Wang Zhengyang, the Saint of Wansheng Mountain in the Eastern Region!"

"Next is the second match, Huang Qingyun, the Saint of the Holy Lotus Palace of the Chu State in the Eastern Region, versus Luan Tang, the Saint of the Corpse Refining Sect in the Northern Region!"

"Please enter the venue, warriors from both sides."

After Daoist Chai of the Martial God Sect announced that Huang Qingyun and Luan Tang, the Saint of the Corpse Refining Sect, could enter the venue, Huang Qingyun stood up from the stone he was sitting on without saying a word, took a step forward, and appeared above the peak of Tianjian Peak.

On the other side, Luan Tang, the Saint of the Corpse Refining Sect, sat on a stone, not drinking, nor chatting with other warriors, but lowering his head and bowing his head, as if he was resting his eyes.

More like a corpse.

It was not until he heard Daoist Chai of the Martial God Sect's voice that Luan Tang, the Saint of the Corpse Refining Sect, raised his head, and a little spirit emerged in his empty eyes that looked like a corpse.

Luan Tang's limbs seemed a little stiff. He slowly stood up, walked to the top of Tianjian Peak, and stood opposite Huang Qingyun.

Seeing Luan Tang, Lin Bai's doubts resurfaced in his mind, and there were many incomprehensible questions.

Lin Bai couldn't help but ask: "Brother Bu, do you think the one fighting this time is Luan Tang, the Saint of the Corpse Refining Sect? Or the real Saint of the Corpse Refining Sect?"

Bu Junfeng was stunned for a moment after hearing Lin Bai's question, and then smiled bitterly.

The young man and the man in black robes frowned when they heard Lin Bai's extremely strange words, and they didn't quite understand.

But when the young man and the man in black robes looked at Luan Tang, the Saint of the Corpse Refining Sect, they found something strange.

The young man exclaimed: "What? This saint of the Corpse Refining Sect has also refined himself into a corpse puppet?"

The man in black robe frowned and said: "Why is there such a strong aura of death on this person? This person doesn't look like a living person at all? More like a corpse!"

Bu Junfeng did not answer the questions of the man in black robe and the young man, but asked Lin Bai:

"When did Brother Lin find out?"

Lin Bai said slowly: "During the birthday of the Emperor of Chu in Chu State, I found some clues in the hunting world, but I was never sure."

While speaking, Lin Bai looked around, as if he was looking for something.

Bu Junfeng replied thoughtfully: "I can't answer Brother Lin directly about the specific situation. I can only tell Brother Lin that I am also curious about the state of the Holy Son of the Corpse Refining Sect."

"I once wanted to explore the state of this Holy Son, but I didn't get any results."

"On the contrary... I am also curious about the state of Huang Qingyun, the Holy Maiden of the Holy Lotus Palace in the Eastern Region of your Chu State."

"I wonder if Brother Lin is willing to explain a little?"

The young man and the man in black robe looked at Huang Qingyun, the Holy Maiden of the Holy Lotus Palace, and suddenly they frowned.

The young man was surprised and asked, "What's going on? How can there be two completely different auras in this girl's body?"

The black-robed man replied, "Those are not two completely different auras, they are two completely different souls!"

"But... in the demon world and the spirit world, there are many warriors who have taken over other bodies and been reborn, but I have never seen such a strange existence?"

"They are obviously two completely different souls, but they are deeply connected to each other."

"It feels like... it feels like..."

The black-robed man frowned and thought for a long time, but he couldn't seem to think of a more appropriate term to describe Huang Qingyun's current state.

"More like..." Lin Bai added on behalf of the black-robed man: "More like... the soul that originally belonged to one body suddenly had some unclear factors, which led to the split."

"And under the influence of some uncertain forces, the split souls each had their own consciousness and memory."

The black-robed man slapped his forehead, his face showing joy, and he quite agreed with Lin Bai's description:

"Yes, yes, that's the feeling."

Lin Bai took a deep breath, looked at Huang Qingyun's condition, and said to Bu Junfeng:

"This is also the reason why I hope Brother Bu can help me."

"Because in a sense, I am losing this friend."

"Of course, I can't tell Brother Bu too much information, after all, this is related to the absolute secrets of the Holy Lotus Palace!"

Lin Bai thought for a moment and replied, "I can only say... there are indeed two souls in Huang Qingyun's body, and the two are arguing, merging, and fighting for control of the body."

"Her state is extremely strange."

"It's hard for me to explain it in a few words."

Bu Junfeng replied, "Is it the secret of the Holy Lotus Palace, the Holy Lotus Reincarnation Technique?"

"If Brother Lin wants to find a way to crack this technique, he should discuss it with Wang Zhengyang, the Holy Son of Wansheng Mountain."

"After all, Wansheng Mountain is called the ancestor of all laws in the demon world, and that is definitely not groundless."

"If there is a way to crack the Holy Lotus Reincarnation Technique of the Holy Lotus Palace, it must exist in Wansheng Mountain!"

The young man and the black-robed man thought about it seriously, and it seemed that they had no more suitable way.

Bu Junfeng said, "Then call Brother Wang over to have a chat."

Soon.

Bu Junfeng sat on a stone and shouted loudly to Wang Zhengyang, who was sitting far away and drinking alone:

"Brother Wang, would you please come over and have a drink?"

Wang Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, then stood up with a smile and walked towards Bu Junfeng and Brother Lin:

"Since Brother Lin and Brother Bu invited me, I will certainly do you a favor!"

"When I came out of Wansheng Mountain this time, I did bring a few pots of good wine, but I don't know if Brother Bu and Brother Lin are used to it."

Wang Zhengyang walked over generously, and answered with a smile as he walked.

When he walked in front of Lin Bai and Bu Junfeng, he naturally took out a few pots of wine from his storage bag.

As soon as he took out the wine pot, the black-robed man sitting next to Lin Bai's eyes lit up, and hurried forward to snatch the wine pot.

Wang Zhengyang was shocked, because even he didn't see the black-robed man's movement trajectory clearly.

Especially when the black-robed man snatched the wine jug from him, he didn't even have any power to resist!

The black-robed man took the wine jug, opened the cork, sniffed the aroma, and couldn't help but praise:

"Good wine, good wine."

"Much better than the bitter wine in the North Territory."

The black-robed man first praised it, and after gulping down several sips, the excitement in his eyes became more intense:

"It is indeed a good wine."

"Boy, what's the name of this wine?"

Although Wang Zhengyang didn't understand the origin of this black-robed man, he was obviously extraordinary to be able to sit next to Lin Bai.

He smiled and replied: "This is the wine we brewed with secret methods in Wansheng Mountain, called 'Red Dust Brew'."

The black-robed man smiled with satisfaction: "It's really good wine. Do you have any other wine with you?"

Wang Zhengyang smiled bitterly: "I was in a hurry on this trip, so I didn't bring much."

The black-robed man didn't bother much, but smiled and said: "It's okay, I'll go to Wansheng Mountain after this matter is over, and I'll ask for a few more pots."

The smile on Wang Zhengyang's face froze slightly. There are really few people in the demon world who dare to take the initiative to ask for treasures in Wansheng Mountain.

And listening to the attitude of this black-robed man, it seems that as long as he is willing to go to Wansheng Mountain, Wansheng Mountain will definitely give him wine.

The stone where Lin Bai and Bu Junfeng are located is relatively wide, and it is no problem to sit on a few people.

Lin Bai invited Wang Zhengyang to sit beside him, and he sat between Lin Bai and the black-robed man.

The black-robed man didn't care at all, and moved his butt to the side, making some space for Wang Zhengyang.

Wang Zhengyang didn't mind the smell of alcohol coming from the black-robed man, so he sat next to Lin Bai.

"Hey."

It wasn't until Wang Zhengyang sat down that Lin Bai sighed softly, "Brother Wang, I didn't want to invite you here."

"After all, Brother Bu and I don't care about the rumors in the demon world."

"But Brother Wang is different from the others. You are all famous and upright from the eastern region of the demon world. If you sit with us, I don't know how much trouble you will cause."

Now on this stone, except for Wang Zhengyang, a warrior from a famous and upright sect, the rest of the people, the black-robed man and the young man, are from the spirit world, so they don't need to care about the rumors in the demon world.

Lin Bai and Bu Junfeng, one came from the notorious Nine Nether Demon Palace, and the other came from the even more notorious Northern Territory Refining God Sect.

When these two sat together, the warriors of the Eastern Region of the Demon Realm would naturally not say much, and would only think that they were birds of a feather.

On the contrary, Wang Zhengyang, the Saint of Wansheng Mountain, suddenly sat with them, which seemed a bit out of place.

After all, Wang Zhengyang still belongs to the famous and upright sect of the Eastern Region of the Demon Realm, and is the leader of the warriors of the Eastern Region of the Demon Realm.

Wang Zhengyang said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, Brother Lin, anyway, things have come to this."

In fact, Wang Zhengyang did not come to sit and drink with Lin Bai and others before, and it was also for this consideration.

He also believed that as the Saint of Wansheng Mountain, he could sit and drink with Lin Bai and Bu Junfeng in private, but in such a public occasion, for the honor of the sect or for his personal reputation, he should not sit next to Lin Bai and Bu Junfeng.

Wang Zhengyang chuckled and said, "But since I'm already sitting here, everyone in the world has seen it."

"Then there's no need to think too much."

"Today, let's drink to our heart's content!"

Wang Zhengyang smiled and took out all the "Red Dust Brew" from his storage bag. He decided to get drunk with Lin Bai, Bu Junfeng, the young man, and the man in black robe today!