After leaving the dark space, Wang Yun, the wine barrel, and the strongest lineup of the younger generation of the Western Heavenly Domain, such as the Tempest Holy Son, returned to the Moon Immortal Pavilion in the Second Love Mountain. Although the snatching of the Weapon of Destiny did not succeed this time, it made them understand the Bitter Immortal Sea more deeply, and knew that the Bitter Immortal Sea had the confidence to die unyieldingly, as well as the determination to protect the Weapon of Destiny.

Although they are very puzzled about where the bitter love fairy sea comes from, the reality of the bitter love fairy sea is like this.

After a short discussion, everyone except for the wine barrel agreed to stop for the time being, and wait until the outside powerhouse attacked before making a move. Outside of that, the Holy Son of Tempest invited Wang Yun and the wine barrel to join the Western Heaven Alliance they formed to face the crisis brought about by the Heaven and Earth God Dynasty, and Wang Yun pondered for a long time about this, and finally agreed. Of course, this is just a delaying tactic.

Everything in the barrel is up to Wang Yun, and it is natural that Wang Yun will not miss it when he joins. However, he looked down on the appearance of the Holy Son of the Wind admitting it, and he kept complaining after he came back. Fortunately, the Holy Son of the Wind didn't care, otherwise it would have been embarrassing.

After a short discussion, the sky was dark, the sky was full of stars, and the night of the Seventh Love Mountain was always full of infinite charm.

Ma Tianjiao and Sikong sat on the side of the mountain and looked up at the starry sky, which was vast, bright, flashing and flashing, like surging life.

Ma Tianjiao muttered, "It would be great if I could turn into a star." ”

There was a hint of longing in her translucent eyes, blinking and blinking, like two bright moons, reflecting the stars in the sky.

Sikong suddenly smiled bitterly on the side: "As long as you have a dream in your heart, no matter what your dream is, it will definitely come true." ”

"Sikong, do you have any dreams?"

Sikong fell into a slight thought, his eyes were full of sorrow, and said, "My dream is to see the Emperor of Destruction again." ”

"Destroy the Great Emperor...... What about the Destruction Emperor?" Ma Tianjiao asked suspiciously, looking back at Sikong.

Sikong thought about it seriously and said, "In addition to destroying the Great Emperor, I want to ...... I want to make this world a better place. ”

"Make the world a better place?"

"Yes, because this is the dream of the Emperor of Destruction. ”

Sikong slowly stood up from the ground, and he looked at the sky in the distance, and the corners of his eyes began to become moist.

Ma Tianjiao lowered her head, not knowing why whenever she heard these affectionate and great words, she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

"Sikong, there will be this day. ”

At this moment, a firm voice came from behind Sikong and Ma Tianjiao, how familiar it was.

Suddenly, Sikong and Ma Tianjiao looked back, only to see Wang Yunhe looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Brother Yun, you're back. Ma Tianjiao got up from the ground excitedly. Maybe only when she sees Wang Yun can she show the most innocent smile.

Wang Yun strode towards Ma Tianjiao and said, "Well, I'm back." ”

"Then how did you talk about it today, and you didn't join their alliance?" Ma Tianjiao asked Wang Yun.

The wine barrel ran over angrily from the side and said, "Brother Yun and I have joined, but the Holy Son of the Tempest will not do anything. ”

"Can't do anything?" Ma Tianjiao looked at the wine barrel, but she was not too surprised, she knew that the wine barrel was so big.

Wang Yun explained: "The Holy Son of the Wind took us to seize the Weapon of Heavenly Destiny today, but we were all arrested by Elder Long Xiaoqing. If it weren't for the last love saint who came and let us go, we would still be trapped in that dark space now. ”

"Instrument of Destiny?" Ma Tianjiao said in surprise: "Brother Yun, with the strength of the Bitter Immortal Sea, you will definitely not be able to go." ”

"yes, but it's okay now. ”

Wang Yun smiled faintly, he was still hesitating in his heart whether to tell Ma Tianjiao that he had obtained the Mandate of Heaven.

If so, their crisis will be even greater. If he didn't say it, he would be very unhappy in his heart.

But in the end, he didn't speak. Because he knew that the birth of the Instrument of Destiny would be related to a very important matter.

......

What is love? Love is to talk about what happened today after work every day. There is joy and there is sorrow.

In the seventh love mountain under the starry sky, everything is quietly going on in silence. Some people know, some people don't.

All the disciples of the Bitter Affection Immortal Sea are nervously packing up at the moment, because tomorrow they will enter the Bitter Affection Divine Mountain to prepare for the succession ceremony. This succession ceremony is unprecedented in the history of the Bitter Immortal Sea, and it is also very shocking to everyone.

Why do you say that? Because the new Lord of the Sea of Bitter Love, the Holy Maiden of Love, is only in her twenties. Moreover, the scale of preparation for this succession ceremony is also extremely unprecedented, and it even broke the sea rules of the sea of bitter feelings.

Few disciples knew why. But they all know that the Bitter Immortal Sea is facing the biggest crisis ever. This time, all the disciples of the Bitter Affection Immortal Sea entered the Bitter Affection Divine Mountain, which may be a way to protect them.

Luo Yiyi didn't come to Wang Yun again after returning to the Seventh Love Mountain, today's shock has made her realize what it is to be a person from two worlds, and her previous cognition of Wang Yun and the wine barrel and Ma Tianjiao was not clear, so she was not worried.

But today, after seeing the sudden change of Wang Yun and the big comparison of the wine barrel and Ma Tianjiao, she really understood what the gap was.

Including the three members of the Baylor family, they did not look for Wang Yun, because the difference in identity created some inferiority complex in their hearts.

Originally, he looked down on Wang Yun and didn't believe that Wang Yun could enter the top ten. But now, it's the opposite!

At noon the next day, the second group stage officially began.

Except for all the disciples of the Bitter Immortal Sea, who could no longer continue the Great Competition, the rest of the reference cultivators totaled four hundred and four.

Yesterday after the first group game was 408 players, but because of the withdrawal of some people, the number was reduced again.

However, the only bitter fairy sea person is still there. She is now the sea lord, so naturally she can't be counted among the disciples.

The second group stage is still a one-on-one knockout round. The winner advances to the next match, and the loser automatically withdraws.

The referee who presided over this big competition was bitter and the great elder of the fairy sea, Long Xiaoqing, because the elders of the bitter fairy sea had almost disappeared. It can even be said that the current Bitter Immortal Sea, except for the Bitter Affection Divine Mountain, has become an empty mountain.

The cultivators who came to participate in the competition and the cultivators who accompanied the competition were also shocked, but they also understood why the Bitter Immortal Sea did this.

In other words, any big power, in the face of a huge crisis, if it can't resist, then it can only choose to escape.

may not want this big competition to stop and lose the dignity of the Bitter Immortal Sea, so they are still insisting.

But there are a lot fewer people who are bitter in the fairy sea.

"The second group stage starts now, and the two hundred and two people who won the last advance to the third group stage!"

With Long Xiaoqing announcing the official start of the second group stage, the competition among the young generation of the real powerhouses in the West Heaven Domain has just begun.

For the first time, the group is still the Love Saintess. When her opponent saw that it was her, she directly admitted defeat without saying a word.

However, the grouping of the second game was a matter of luck. Because the strength of all the reference cultivators is about the same, all of them are in the middle and late stages of the Spiritual Silence Realm, or at the peak.

Being able to match with the Holy Maiden of Love can only say that his luck is bursting, not that his strength is poor.

Immediately afterwards, the strongest lineup of the younger generation of the Western Heaven Domain, such as the Tempest Saint Son and Long Aotian, defeated their opponents with crushing strength.

When it was Wang Yun's turn to appear again, the atmosphere of the audience instantly rose again.

Yesterday, Wang Yun was a blockbuster. His strong strength made the cultivators present full of curiosity and worry about him.

This time, his opponent was a female cultivator, and her strength was in the late stage of the Spirit Silence Realm, and she was in the same realm as Wang Yunnai.

But standing in the big competition ring, her face was extremely gloomy. Because she was shocked to find that her opponent was Wang Yun.

And Wang Yun stood in the ring, the clouds were light and light, and there was always a smile on his face.

Although he and his opponent are both in the late stage of the Spirit Silence Realm, there is also a huge gap in the strength of the same realm.

"Western Heavenly Domain, Wang Yun. ”

As Wang Yun said his name, the shouts of the cultivators in the audience suddenly rose one after another.

"West Heavenly God Mansion, West Heaven Lanyue!"

But as soon as his opponent announced his name, the cultivators in the audience were undoubtedly not shocked.

Who is Xitian Lanyue? That is the thirteenth cousin of Xitian Tempest, and she is the best among the younger generation of the Western Heavenly Divine Mansion.

Among the younger generation of the Western Heavenly God Mansion, the Western Heavenly Tempest is the eldest son of the current Mansion Master's third son, while the Western Heaven Lanyue is the fourth daughter of the current Mansion Master's eldest son.

In the father's generation of the West Sky Tempest, there are a total of six sons and three daughters, and there are a total of 36 people in the younger generation such as the West Sky Tempest.

Among them, except for the father of the West Sky Tempest, who only has two children, a boy and a girl, the others have four or five children.

As the eldest son of the current lord of the mansion, he has a total of five children. Xitian Lanyue is the fourth, ranking thirteenth among the younger generation of the entire family. The Holy Son of the Wind is ranked eighth, and there are seven cousins above him.

Since the three aunts of the Holy Son of the Tempest were born in the same hall as the Western Heavenly God Mansion, their children did not serve as a cousin.

However, their children do not have the surname Xitian, but take their father's surname.

Of course, these are just the current Mansion Master's lineage of the Western Heavenly God Mansion. In addition, there are many brothers and sisters of the current lord.

If you really want to count the younger generation of the Western Heavenly God Mansion today, even in addition to the main line and the side lineage, there are hundreds of people.

After all, the Western Heavenly God Mansion was a second-class force in the Hero Continent, and it was a second-class force that existed in the form of a family.

The sheer number of them is unimaginable. However, in the entire vast Divine Palace, the position of the main line is unchallengeable.

Seeing Xitian Lanyue fighting against Wang Yun, the face of the Storm Saint Son sitting in the VIP seat changed. Before the battle began, he sent a message to Wang Yun and Xitian Lanyue at the same time. Let Wang Yun control himself, and let Xitian Lanyue go all out.

Although, the realm of Wang Yun and Xitian Lanyue is exactly the same!

In this regard, Wang Yun said that it was completely okay, since the Holy Son of the Wind had opened his mouth to him, then he would also give him a face.

"Let's go!"

With Long Xiaoqing announcing the official start of this battle. Wang Yun was still standing still, while Xitian Lanyue had already rushed towards him with all his might, the strength of the late stage of the Spirit Silence Realm, coupled with the strength of a small realm of counter-fighting, was indeed extraordinary.

And in her hand, she also held a winged double blade, on which there was a trace of divine power, which was a pseudo-artifact.