An ancient aura spread out from this man.

He was dressed in white, his hair was windless, and his feet were standing, and he rolled up a hurricane, and sand and stones were flying!

He stood in the void, his body transforming between virtual and real, but he remained motionless like a cast of iron.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and the light was squirting around him, and the powerful sword intent was transmitted from him.

A series of majestic and sharp sword auras rage around. Each sword aura seems to contain the intention of cutting through the void, tearing the sky and cutting through the eternal!

At this moment, the middle-aged man seemed to have transformed into a peerless magic knife!

Unrivaled sword, pure profit, domineering the world, and extraordinary!

"Dangdangdangdang..."

The Tianshui Blade placed in front of Shen Lang actually trembled spontaneously, as if he was worshiping the man in white!

The fierce and fierce sword intent swept across the entire Tianzhu Peak, and the sword aura was filled with the sky and the ground!

The man in white did nothing. Just as his figure was revealed, he naturally stirred up the vitality of heaven and earth. His voice was no less than when Shen Lang attracted the thunder of the Nine Heavens before!

An invisible pressure pressed Shen Lang, making him breathing difficult...

"snort!"

Shen Lang snorted coldly, the will of the Emperor of War moved, and his whole body exuded the power of looking down on the world!

After integrating the memory of Emperor War, Emperor War's will was completely integrated into his body. As long as he is willing, he can be born with a natural and breathtaking move!

With Shen Lang's cold snorkeling, the fighting spirit of unparalleled and looked down on the world suddenly swept out from Shen Lang's body.

The air from all directions suddenly split, rolling and retreating in all directions!

Shen Xi and Baohui all around him blended together and competed with the aura of the man in white.

One side of the great emperor was born for the battle!

You have the will of domine the world and the extraordinary sword intent, and I have the will of fighting to break through the sky and suppress the eternal battle!

The will of the Emperor of War is not to be trampled on!

"You are demonstrating to me?"

Shen Lang slowly stood up, his eyes cold and without any fear.

Even if his current strength is as weak as an ant in front of such a strong man, he is not an ant!

A good man stands tall and strong! How can he succumb to this momentum?

The War Emperor commanded the human race, killed all directions, and ruled the world. How powerful and domineering is that?

How could he make him a little concession in the face of this momentum and pressure?

If it is inevitable...

Even if you lose, you can only fight!

People of our generation, why fear a fight!

...

Hearing Shen Lang say this, the man in white standing in the void twitched, and his aura instantly disappeared without a trace.

He fell to the ground at a loss, bowed and said embarrassedly: "Master, please calm down. The disciple has no intention of demonstrating. It's really... I haven't come out for many years. I forgot to control my momentum at once. I know my guilt! Please punish me!"

The man in white said, waved his hand and immediately set up a transparent barrier on Tianzhu Peak.

If you look down from the sky, you will find that Shen Lang has disappeared from Tianzhu Peak.

Shen Lang walked to a bluestone and sat down, and said indifferently: "You keep talking about 'Master', why don't I remember having you, a disciple who is so awesome? Who are you? Why are you in the Fengtian Cauldron?"

"This..." The middle-aged man in white showed a hint of confusion.

He smiled bitterly and said, "The disciple's body is now shattered, and only the soul and soul are left. He is extremely weak and his memory is fragmented. Except for the name Zuo Wentian, he can't remember the past, and it is probably difficult to answer Master's questions."

"It's him!" Shen Lang's eyes narrowed, and he said to himself: "I'll just say that, in the entire Star Continent, besides the sword emperor Zuo Wentian, who else can naturally emit such a sword intent that dominates the world and breaks the void when his soul is so weak?"

Shen Lang, who has integrated the memories of Emperor War, knows clearly about the strong men on the continent for tens of thousands of years.

The Temple of War God commands the human race. There is absolutely no other force that can compare with the Temple of War God.

Although Emperor Zhan "coded" the faces and related memories of many close people, the "Sword Emperor" Zuo Wentian, a guy who was arrogant and arrogant before he was born, was extremely clear in his memory.

Countless messages emerged in Shen Lang's mind, and various thoughts flashed by, but he did not directly reveal Zuo Wentian's identity.

He asked again with a calm expression: "You mean, you may have experienced something devastating, causing the body to be destroyed and the memory is broken, and then you don't even know what your identity and where you come from?"

"Yes, I vaguely remember that before I met the Fengtian Cauldron, my body had been destroyed, but my memory was still there. At that time, it seemed that I was coveting the Fengtian Cauldron, but I was almost beaten to death by the thunder inside the Fengtian Cauldron, and finally I was sealed in it. If the master hadn't taken out the black and white energy, I would have been trapped in it for the rest of my life."

"Chasing Thunder? Is there a chaotic thunder in the Seal of Heaven? Are you sure? Is it ordinary thunder, or is it a chaotic thunder that a strong man can overcome the tribulation?" Shen Lang said in surprise.

Zuo Wentian said miserably: "It is a thunder of catastrophe. I will never forget this. It is the kind of thunder that can only appear when the heavenly catastrophe comes. There is another space in the Fengtian Cauldron. You who control the Fengtian Cauldron can come and go freely. At that time, you can check it. There is only a gate of creation that is as high as three hundred feet high, and it is empty. I suspect that the thunder of catastrophe comes from the gate of creation..."

"The Gate of Creation... Let's talk about these later." Shen Lang waved his hand and interrupted him and said, "You said that green liquid was called 'Life of Life'? Do you know what exactly it is? Where did it come from?"

"There is a world called the Pangu Realm. There is a strange treasure in the Pangu Realm called the "Fourth of Life". This green liquid is the life spiritual liquid in the Fountain of Life and has the effect of life and death human flesh and bones, which is extremely despised... Regarding these, my memory is a bit confusing, as if I saw it from the classics, so I recognized it."

Zuo Wentian paused slightly and said, "This thing overflowed from the gate of creation in the Fengtian Cauldron. It appeared on the first day of each month. After wandering around in the Fengtian Cauldron for a whole world, it returned to the gate of creation. At that time, the Fengtian Cauldron was sealed on the master's chest, so this life spiritual liquid had never appeared outside the Fengtian Cauldron. And because I could not catch this green liquid, I could only absorb a little residue every time it appeared..."

"But even such a little remnant will save me who was almost killed by the thunder. Otherwise, I would not be able to stand here and talk to my master."

"This life spiritual liquid actually comes from the Gate of Creation... You can take me to see it later." Shen Lang finally had some abnormal movement.

Zuo Wentian said respectfully: "Master released the Fengtian Cauldron and then absorbed the drop of life spiritual liquid, and then you can communicate with the Fengtian Cauldron and enter it."

"oh?"

Shen Lang pondered for a while, but failed to summon the Fengtian Ding as Zuo Wentian said.

"You say the master on the left and the master on the right. I'm really a little curious. With your cultivation, even if you are in a soul body now, you should be able to see through my bone age and know that my real age will not be over seventeen years old... You have a strong cultivation level, but you call me a weak cultivation level a "master" a little too exaggerated, right?"

After a while of silence, Zuo Wentian said cautiously: "Disciple vaguely remembers that before losing his memory, he seemed to have practiced the strange method of divination, and calculated that I would be robbed. The master not only saved me from the disaster, but also led me to the great way of heaven and earth! Therefore, this memory has always been stored in my soul... The master comes from another world, and his luck is shocking. He seals the heavenly tripod with his palm, holds the door of creation, and obtains the life and spiritual liquid of the strange treasure in the upper realm. All signs show that you are the guide who calculated the divination before my body was destroyed!"

"What do you mean when you say I am from another world...?" Shen Lang asked with a serious expression.

Except for the Emperor of War, even Zuo Wentian knew about the earth's journey, which shocked him.

"The meaning of another world is that the master comes from another world... This is also calculated by my divinely."

Zuo Wentian looked at Shen Lang with a little nervousness and said carefully.

Shen Lang was silent for a while, laughed and said, "The legendary witchcraft that can know the past and future only exists in the mysterious witch clan. Even if the other powerful people from all sides have great magical powers, they can only calculate their own good and good fortune, and it is impossible to calculate the future clearly and in detail. I didn't expect that you would even understand the things that happened many years later..."

"However, although you are only a soul body now, your cultivation is not something I can compete with... I just called you Master and wanted me to take out some of the life spiritual liquid for you. This deal is not very cost-effective for me."

Shen Lang continued, "I don't mind accepting you as a disciple, but before you were injured, you should have been an amazing figure on the mainland. Now you have a mess of memory and can't remember who you are. If one day you recover your memory, you think I'm using you... You can crush me to death with one finger in a minute."

He did not do such a stupid thing as driving Zuo Wentian away, nor did he make Zuo Wentian give up directly.

It's really this guy who is so powerful that he can't compete with him now.

If it angers the other party, it is really hard to say whether this guy with a broken memory in his head will run away on the spot.

After hearing what he said, Zuo Wentian immediately became frightened and said loudly: "I, Zuo Wentian, swear by the demon of my heart, and follow the master to the death in this life, and wipe out all obstacles on the road to success for the master. Go up the sword mountain and fall into the sea of ​​fire, and never frown! If you have a strange intention, you will be bombarded by the divine thunder of the Nine Heavens, and your soul will be scattered and will never be reborn!"

"Oh..."

Without time to stop Shen Lang, Zuo Wentian had already vowed to send the blood of the inner demon.

In this world, there are rules and powers that even gods and demons fear. Whether it is a contract or a blood oath in the heart, once it is violated, the possibility of fulfillment will be 99%.

Ordinary warriors dare not make such a blood oath of heart demons, and the strong people from all sides are extremely taboo about this thing.

Zuo Wentian did not hesitate at all and sent out the blood oath of the inner demon, showing his sincerity.

Shen Lang stood up and walked away slowly for two steps.

This matter is of great importance, and he cannot help but sort out the powerful relationships between the front and back.

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Chapter completed!