The situation in the Zhiwu Continent was earth-shaking, and after the rise of Long Jue in the Soul Continent, relative peace was restored.

As usual, Lin Zhengtian went to Yanwu Hall after a night of meditation.

This martial arts hall was built in Tai Chi City by experts from the Martial Continent invited by White Night, and the organs, magic circles, enchantments, etc. in it were all far beyond the level of the souls who entered the Soul Continent. Most of Long's elite seeds are here every day to accept the guidance of Long Jue strong, and sometimes even strong from Vientiane Gate will come to teach.

People like Fu Wuqing, Yin Xueyue, etc., because of their close relationship with Bai Ye, there are strong people who personally guide them. Originally, the pinnacle supreme wanted to teach Lin Zhengtian one-on-one, but he refused.

Like most people, he listens to classes here every day, cultivates his soul, and learns his soul skills with everyone, and his life is unremarkable.

This makes many people confused.

As a soul person, abundant cultivation resources are necessary for cultivation, but Lin Zhengtian seems indifferent to fame and fortune and doesn't care about everything.

Until this day...

On a secluded path to Yanwu Hall, a figure suddenly appeared in the void next to it, as if it had come suddenly, with an abnormal ghost.

"You seem to be used to life here."

The figure wears a bronze mask and a glaze costume. Although the dress is extremely exaggerated, it does not give people the slightest dazzling feeling, especially the Long Jueren who passed by Lin Zhengtian, as if they did not see him. .

Lin Zhengtian’s face Gu Jing Wubo, a faint smile appeared on his face: "Yes, the life here is really fascinating. Every day you only need to quietly listen to the sounds around you, but you don’t have to follow it. There are no conspiracies and tricks to fight, and more importantly, here, I have made a group of friends who treat me sincerely..."

"Master, you shouldn't forget your mission. You can't stay here for the rest of your life. You have more important things to do. Have you forgotten your purpose of coming to Qingge Continent?" The man Shen Shen Soundtrack.

"Purpose?" Lin Zhengtian grinned, "What is the purpose?"

"Master!"

Anxiety flashed through the eyes under the man’s mask, and his voice became more and more serious: "You only have the last step to cross the sky and enter the highest realm. It is precisely because of this that you have come to Qingge Continent. But now, you have not changed the slightest, and you are wasting your time here! Since this place is not like what you said at the beginning, it can help you take this last step, why not go back with your subordinates! Lord and them, they all miss you."

"Wonderful?"

Lin Zhengtian shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Xiaohe, I'm not stupid. Back then, the family placed such high hopes on me, hoping that I could seize that position and occupy that realm inheritance. It's a pity that I felt soft and let him go. I was framed by him and let him take the throne, but I was ruined, scolded by thousands of people, and rejected by the family, and became a shame for the Lin family. I said, if you don’t take that last step, you will never return to the family. Now, go back."

"That's not your fault, master, you can only blame people for their unpredictable hearts, no one can guess them."

The bronze masked man took a step back.

"Since the defeat of the young master, the family has trained Master Junhong to replace you as the representative of the family and negotiate with all parties."

"Cousin...how is he doing?" Lin Zhengtian smiled lightly.

The bronze masked man was silent for a moment: "Very good... the patriarch and the elders are very optimistic about him. Many people think... he is better than you, the young master."

"Isn't that great?" Lin Zhengtian whispered.

"Master, you should know better than me what this means? Once Jun Hong is selected as the candidate for the next patriarch, does the Lin family still have your place?"

Lin Zhengtian was silent for a long time without speaking.

The man with the bronze mask took a deep breath, bowed to Lin Zhengtian, and walked away slowly.

Lin Zhengtian watched the man in the bronze mask leave without moving.

People stood there for a long time, until Zixiao came back and patted him on the shoulder, then he recovered.

"Is it all right? Zhengtian, what's the matter with you?"

"Oh, nothing... the class will start soon, let's go there quickly."

"Ok."

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Emperor Tiancheng.

There was already silence in the city lord's mansion, and apart from Qian Yizhen and Fire Phoenix, there were no more souls around.

Even Qian Yizhen had a pious face at this moment, his head lowered, and he did not dare to look up at the person in the ruins.

The immeasurable material has been absorbed by the white night. The white night at this moment is like a wolf with a full meal. His face is full of satisfaction. The nine marks on his body are still emitting a faint light, and the soul overflowing from his body is already It became so profound that even Tianjiao couldn't analyze it.

Bai Ye took a deep breath, closed his eyes and looked inwardly, three new and immature heavenly souls rippling in his body.

Engine power.

fury.

Broken Tiger.

The three newly born Heavenly Souls are all of a different level.

"Emperor Cangdi possesses six heavenly souls. If you can seize them with evil forbidden spells, there are no more than two at most. However, I have seized three at once...the magic of the emperor, it is amazing."

Bai Ye's heart was full of joy.

It's just that these three heavenly souls are still very fragile, just like a newborn baby, they can't be used for fighting, and it's very difficult to even mobilize the soul.

It also needs a cyclical and gradual process, and needs to cultivate these heavenly souls to make them grow strong.

Fortunately, Bai Ye is rich in wealth at the moment, and it is extremely easy to make the heavenly soul mutate.

Bai Ye didn't rush to leave, sitting in the ruins, began to practice again.

The circle of halo bloomed like ripples, and the mysterious soul power kept rippling everywhere.

And at this moment, an uninvited guest arrives at the Imperial City...

He ignored everything and walked directly towards the city lord's mansion.

After the change of ownership of Emperor Tiancheng, Long Jue was rebuilding, and the major families came to redeem the children of Luanwu Academy, so the number of people entering and leaving the Emperor Tiancheng every day was countless, and no one would care about the arrival of this person.

Until he approached the City Lord's Mansion.

"Who are you? The dragon lord is practicing inside. Thousands of adults have orders. No one is allowed to approach. Please leave quickly."

The guards on the outside saw the people walking by, halberd and shouted.

But when he finished speaking expensively, he was split in half by a fierce spirit and died on the spot.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding guards immediately sounded the alarm and rushed towards this side. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded him tightly.

Qian Yizhen in the city lord's mansion was still immersed in the mysterious soul power overflowing from the white night. Hearing the sound of the alarm, the person woke up, frowned, and flew over.

When he just approached the gate of the mansion, the pungent smell of blood wafted across the gate.

However, as soon as he left the house, he was shocked by the sight in front of him.

This is the view of Shura.

The fifty guards stationed outside the gate of the mansion all died tragically. Almost all of them were split into two. The internal organs and blood were scattered all over the floor, and there was no complete body.

He stared blankly, looking towards the center of the broken corpses, only to see a man in a black robe with long hair hanging down standing there.

He is holding a long blade close to his arm, the blade is shining everywhere, a pair of cold sword eyes scans the surroundings, his whole body is spinning like a wind blade, and the whole person is like an unsheathed sword.

Qian Yizhen has a solemn gaze.

Even he can't see through this person's cultivation.

Who is this?

When did such a terrifying existence appear in the Zhiwu Continent?

"Who is Bai Ye?"

He turned around, stepped on the corpses all over the floor, and walked towards Qian Yizhen.

"Who is your excellency? Why did you look for my adult?" Qian Yizhen asked Shen.

"I just want to ask clearly one thing, the black bridegroom in the mountains and rivers was killed by the white night, and why did he kill the black bridegroom."

The man said indifferently.

Qian Yizhen's heart tightened.

The black bridegroom is notorious, and no one in the entire Zhiwu Continent will stand up for him.

But the forces behind the black groom may not be.

"You are not from the Zhiwu Mainland? You are... from the Wanxiangmen?"

Qian Yizhen raised his brows and said carefully.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this statement fell, a strange thing flashed through the man's cold sword eyes.

"Why do you think I am a member of the Vientiane Gate? What did you... find out?"

"Sure enough, what the lord said is true. This person is really a member of the Vientiane Clan. In this way, the forces behind the mountain and river world are indeed from the Vientiane Clan. Can it be said... the imperial inheritance that caused the failure of the Vientiane Clan in the Zhiwu Continent? ...it is true?"

Qian Yizhen murmured.

But the man over there has already walked over here.

"Since you know our identity, then you can't stay."

A sharp light appeared in the man's eyes: "Just kill all of you! Anyway, it is commonplace to slaughter the city in the Wu Continent, and no one will hold me accountable!"

As soon as the words fell, people rushed over like a phantom.

Qian Yi was really shocked, stroking a buckler with both hands in the air, and the surging power of Tianjiao rippled in it.

But in an instant, Tianjiao's defense instantly shattered.

The man slashed with one blade, the void shattered, Qian Yizhen's chest was directly split open, blood splashed, and the internal organs could be seen clearly...

One move to smash Tianjiao's defenses and break Tianjiao's flesh and blood, this person's strength is at least above the peak Tianjiao.

Or... Burning the sky?

Qian Yi was really frightened and looked at the man in disbelief.

Does the force over there send such a terrifying existence?

Whoosh whoosh...

At this time, I saw several figures leaping from all directions, all falling on this end, surrounding the person to death.

Thunderbird, Wind Tiger, Poisson, Entangling Snake, and the newly added Tianjiao.

The masters of Long Jue are here.

"Ancestor, are you okay?" Winding Snake glanced around the corpses, and asked Qian Yizhen anxiously when he saw Qian Yizhen's body covered in blood.

"Xiaoqin, I'm fine, but this person is good at strength, please be careful." Qian Yizhen said busy.

Everyone nodded secretly.

Qian Yi is really Long Jue's number one master, and even he has suffered such a big loss, which is enough to show the horror of this person.

"Everyone, work together to strangle this person."

Fenghu roared and roared everywhere.

Everyone urged the soul.

The war is about to start.

But the man regarded the Quartet Soul as nothing.

"A bunch of miscellaneous things, is it your bunch of **** that wiped out the mountains and rivers? The black bridegroom is really incompetent, and I don't know how the master thinks of him."

The man shook his head, then stomped his foot.

Wow.

The powerful and unparalleled momentum vents the Quartet.

Everyone behaves hard to move.

Everyone was horrified.

This is...the general trend?

Suppressing several Tianjiao in an instant...what a terrible trend is this?