In the eyes of Zhan Xinzhi and the other two, Wen Sheng did not look like he had a high level of cultivation. Instead, the smell of alcohol drifted over, making people feel like an old drunkard who was addicted to alcohol.

"Hey? Why is it over? I haven't taken a few sips!"

Wensheng threw the wine gourd out, and the wine gourd fell on the swordfighting chessboard.

After bounced twice, when it was about to finally fall, black and white pieces appeared, and phantoms refracted from the chess piece.

The black and white clothes fought on the chessboard, and the battle was incomprehensible chaos. It was not until the wine gourd was shattered by a sword shadow that everything subsided and returned to its original appearance.

At this time, Wen Sheng took out a wine gourd, which seemed to have just been picked from the vine, exuding a little vitality.

When Wensheng took off the wine stuffing, the fragrance floated over, making Zhan Xinzhi and Zhan Shuangjing greedy and stared blankly.

Wen Sheng took out two wine glasses, hanged them in the air, poured some wine into the glass, waved his hand, and the two cups flew towards Zhan Xinzhi and the other two, and stopped and steadily in front of them.

"You guys try it too!"

Wen Sheng smiled and said to the two of them, and at the same time he took a few sips first, looking comfortable.

The fragrance of wine surrounds the wine, and the fragrance of just two glasses of wine has already wrapped around ten miles. When the birds and beasts in the distance sucked in the fragrance, they immediately fell down, as if they were drunk after smelling it.

Zhan Xinzhi and Zhan Shuangjing finally couldn't control the desire in their hearts and put the wine in their hands into their mouths. At first it was a warm and cool sweet feeling, and as they entered the abdomen, they gradually began to exert some warm heat, warming the internal organs, limbs and bones.

boom!

"This wine... have you poisoned it?"

Zhan Xinzhi glared at Wen Sheng, but Wen Sheng was still smiling at him, with a slightly drunk look on his face, "Poison! You kid are ungrateful. You are a rude boy. Even if the guardian elder wants me to give me a drop, you have never given me a drop. Today, I am in a good mood and give you two cups. You actually said I'm poisoning?"

It was too late for Wen Sheng to argue because his physical condition was not very good at this moment. The strange wine made the sword energy in his body turbulent and surging in his dantian.

Zhan Shuangjing, who was standing beside him, fell to the ground, and the sword energy in his body was also restless and thunder was shining all over his body.

The simulated sword beast in the dantian and the twin thunder python were also broken in an instant. The number of sword energy in the dantian was huge, as if the ownerless thing was indiscriminately causing trouble, causing Zhan Shuangjing to suffer.

At this time, Zhan Xinzhi was not feeling well. There was a lot of sword energy around him, because the alcohol began to cause chaos and began to grow. The butterfly fallen in the Dantian was still sleeping, and some of the functions of the sword soul were still controlled by Zhan Xinzhi.

At this time, Li Yebai appeared in the sea of ​​gods, "I can't take action in this situation, everything depends on you."

Zhan Xinzhi felt that he was too heavy and began to get up.

"This is so drunk?"

At this time, Wen Sheng, who was leaning leisurely on the trunk of the tree, said, "If you know how to resolve this alcoholic smell, it will be of great benefit to your cultivation."

He said this, and Zhan Xinzhi completely thought he was playing tricks on himself and didn't take it seriously.

At this time, a man came to the forest, wearing black clothes, flying hair, and handsome face. After looking at Wen Sheng and Zhan Xinzhi, he roughly understood what was going on.

He looks like he is not strange.

"Master, the Right Guardian asked you to go there, it seems that something went wrong with his disciple."

Wensheng said to the young man, "That day, you can watch here first. If they are drunk, you can bring them to see me."

"There are so many people here, and you still don't give up. You are no different from poison. You can't bear the cultivation level without the sword soul realm."

This young man is currently the only disciple of Wen Sheng, the tenth elder of the Ancient Dao Sword Sect. He is currently at the second level of the sword soul.

Although he was at the ninth level of the Great Sword Master's wine test at that time, he also touched the mystery of the sword soul realm, only the last step of soul refining. If he hadn't had the wine, he would have broken through the sword soul realm as soon as possible, he would have been like many unjust souls who tried the wine, and would have been filled with hatred.

"Do I want you to help you understand so as not to suffer?"

Seeing Zhan Xinzhi's unfriendly gaze, Li Tianyao understood that Zhan Xinzhi's answer was rejection.

He didn't like to watch such a scene where life was worse than death, so he left quietly.

When I went back, I said it step by step, but I couldn't resist it, and Wensheng wouldn't say much.

The life of the new is in danger.

The consciousness gradually dissipated, and the connection between the sea of ​​gods and his body gradually broke.

This is a sign of the gradually disappearing vital signs. The figure of Li Yebai, who appeared in the sea of ​​divine, also looked panicked at this time.

This sea of ​​divine that is about to disappear is filled with the silence of death.

"Show new!"

“Show new things…”

Li Yebai shouted a few times but no one agreed. If he wanted to control Zhan Xinzhi's body, Zhan Xinzhi himself had to agree.

at this time……

The Dantian is also shrouded in the silence of death, and the strange smell is even more intense.

The fallen feather butterfly was attacked by the crazy sword energy controlled by the drunken smell, and was still unresponsive and covered in scars.

Fortunately, Luoyu Butterfly's body is extremely hard, and the sword shadows controlled by the drunken sword energy can leave shallow marks on Luoyu Butterfly's body.

“…”

Zhan’s double mirrors watched Zhan Xin’s speechlessness, whose vitality gradually disappeared.

The aura on his body also became gradually weaker.

If Zhan Xinzhi dies, he will return to the place he least wants to go back.

"Hey! Zhan Xinzhi, you can't die! Wake up..."

The smell of alcohol in Zhan Shuangjing's body had been absorbed by Chaos Pavilion, but he still had to face the fate of disappearing, so he was unwilling to accept it.

But so what?

Why can't I control my destiny and drive myself?

He roared wildly in his heart, with a strong anger, but he had nowhere to vent his anger.

Zhan Xinzhi's thoughts are hazy at this moment, and he may fall into endless darkness at any time and his life will disappear.

The sword energy that was chaotic by the alcohol seemed to have the momentum to destroy the fallen feather butterfly with one blow.

The sword energy storm condensed around the fallen feather butterfly, and the sword shadows came out layer by layer, and the power of destruction became more and more powerful.

The attacks all fell on Luoyu Butterfly. Luoyu Butterfly's body trembled at this time, and some dark sword energy overflowed from its body.

The formation of a barrier made the attacks have a buffer, which made the attacks that actually fell on him much lighter.

However, the alcohol smell became more and more intimate, and he wanted to wipe out the fallen feather butterfly.

In fact, Luoyu Butterfly has strong vitality and is related to Zhan Xinzhi. If Luoyu Butterfly Butterfly is not killed, there is no possibility of killing Zhan Xinzhi.

Luoyu Butterfly suddenly opened his eyes, and his human-shaped body condensed into the sea of ​​divine, and the connection between the sea of ​​divine and Zhan Xinzhi became clearer as soon as he appeared.

The power of life swept out and rushed towards the limbs and bones that were uncovered.

Zhan Xinzhi suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

The figure inside the sea of ​​gods made him feel scared and dangerous.

This state seems to kill him with just one thought.

At this moment, Luo Yudie will never be his sword spirit anymore, and will never be controlled by him.

The alcohol in the dantian is absorbed by the fallen feather butterfly, and it can no longer pose a threat to the new generation.

The human figure of the fallen feather butterfly is a young man in black, with a white face as jade and deep eyes.

"In order to repay you for hatching me, I will help you hunt a sword beast and use him instead of me."

Luo Yudie said to him.
Chapter completed!