In the Purgatory of Death, the geniuses who were originally delicate and precious were so tired that they didn't care about their image. They were limp on the ground, with a slightly vicissitudes of life and exhaustion.

"The army of corpses has fallen, so when will we get out?"

"It's hard to say."

The geniuses were both happy and sad. What was happy was that the army of corpses fell down, but what was sad was that they had no way out of this purgatory of death.

At this time, Feng Xinglan and others looked at each other, then walked towards Yun Zheng.

Yu Qiu frowned and said, "This is something wrong."

"Indeed, you still need to be careful." Zhongli Wuyuan nodded and agreed.

"I'm afraid I'll do it again." Yun Zheng sighed helplessly.

Mo Jing, Mu Yin, Feng Xinglan were confused when they heard this. They couldn't understand what Yun Zheng and the others were talking about.

Mo Jing frowned and asked in confusion.

"No, what did you mean just now?"

Yun Zheng laughed and replied to him, "We may have to fight a protracted battle, so we will first recover our physical strength and spiritual power."

Feng Xinglan, who heard the words "protracted war", was stunned for a moment, and then stretched out a hand towards Yun Zheng.

Yun Zheng looked up at him in confusion.

I heard Feng Xinglan say seriously: "Drinking spiritual wine can restore your spiritual power faster and enjoy some spiritual bars."

Friends of Fengyun: "..."

"Here, I'll give it to you." Yun Zheng's lips were a little helpless and indulgent. She took out a jar of spiritual wine from the storage space and handed it to Feng Xinglan's hand.

Mu Yin watched the jar of spiritual wine fall into Feng Xinglan's hands with eager eyes, and then said excitedly:

"I want to drink too!"

Mo Jing immediately raised his hand and said, "Add me one."

Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "Drinking after the war is the most pleasant."

"I also want to drink two drinks." Nangong Qingqing smiled.

"I want to change some flavor." Yan Chen looked straight at the jar of spiritual wine with a hint of desire in his eyes, and his Adam's apple slid.

He had really taken too many pills just now.

"..." Feng Xinglan swept over their 'wolf-like tiger' gaze, slowly lowered his eyes to the wine jar in his hand, and silently hid it in his arms.

Yun Zheng shook her head with a chuckle, and handed it to Yu Qiu with another jar of spiritual wine.

"You guys drink it first."

"Zhengzheng, don't you drink it?" Nangong Qingqing looked at her in surprise when he heard this.

"I'll go and see that Bai Lianye first and try to find useful news from him."

Fengyun’s friends said: “He is very tricky, let’s go with you.”

Yun Zheng did not refuse after hearing this.

When the eight of them returned to their original positions, the other geniuses were also relaxing.

Xie Lin, Lou Junche and Ji Ci both sat down on the ground.

Ji Cizheng used the spiritual power of light element to heal Xie Lin and his two wounds. A faint white light wrapped around his fingertips. Wherever the white light fell, the wound was slowly healing.

Although Xie Lin was sitting, his eyes followed the red figure. He looked solemn, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

At this time, Lou Junche said, "I heard that the young master of the Emperor family came from Dongzhou, so why are there so many talented companions around her? They seem to have a tacit understanding."

Ji Ci suddenly paused his hand, and he looked up and saw the girl in red talking and laughing with the people beside him, with sincere pleasure lingering in her eyebrows.

He lowered his eyes and his tone looked a little lonely, "Yes..." Who are they?

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the left, "They were originally disciples of my Shengtian Island, and they also came from that barren East Continent!"

Xie Lin and the other two looked at the sound and saw a group of young disciples dressed in Shengtian Island Sect sitting tiredly on the left.

The person who was speaking just now was the man led by Shengtian Island. He was seen as ordinary and had a few new blood marks on his face.

Wei Jiumu?!

Lou Junche's eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized, "So he is your disciple of Shengtian Island."

Wei Jiumu sneered, "They have betrayed Shengtian Island and are not worthy of being disciples of Shengtian Island."

"Senior brother, they did not betray." The beautiful woman Jiang Yuning frowned when she heard this, and she argued in a low voice.

When other disciples from Shengtian Island heard this, some agreed, while others wanted to speak but stopped.

After all, few people refuted Wei Jiumu's words.

Wei Jiumu glared at Jiang Ningyu warningly, and his tone became deeper, "Speak less."

Jiang Ningyu lowered his eyes.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Xuan's voice came, "I think that the few of them will not betray the sect."

"Xuanyuan Xuan, you are an outsider, how can you learn about our Shengtian Island?" Wei Jiumu said coldly.

Xuanyuan Xuan sneered and did not answer his words.

Wei Jiumu's face suddenly turned gloomy.

At this moment, a man with short curly hair, with a bronze skin sitting on the ground resting, leaning out his head and sniffing the smell hard. As if he had smelled something, he closed his eyes obsessively.

A few seconds later, Bei Mingfeng suddenly opened his eyes and looked around in a hurry.

"Who brought spiritual wine, it smells so good!"

As soon as these words came out, the geniuses immediately sniffed the smell in the air.

It's really a bit more sweet.

It seems to be fruit wine.

Looking at the source of the smell, I saw several figures sitting in the distance... on the small stool, facing them with their backs. At this time, a boy in black dress raised his glass and drank, while looking in the direction of them.

The next moment, the boy was stunned for a moment, then he raised his wine glass in the direction of them with a hearty smile.

It seems to be respecting them.

All the geniuses: "..." I want to beat someone up.

Bei Mingfeng couldn't help but get up and limped towards Fengyun Team.

"Young Master, where are you going..." The disciples of the Beiming family were stunned.

He ran over and immediately bowed to Fengyun Team, and smiled and said, "My fellow Taoists, I just smelled the fragrance of your wine, so I came here to ask for a glass of spiritual wine to warm my stomach."

Mo Jing stood up and immediately leaned over and poured a glass of wine.

"Come on, brother, I'll pour you a cup. After drinking, you go back and rest and prepare for the next battle."

While he handed it to Bei Mingfeng, he generously held his shoulders and led him towards the direction of the geniuses.

"What's your name?"

Bei Mingfeng was shocked by his enthusiasm for a moment, and he reacted and laughed loudly, "My name is Bei Mingfeng, I am the young master of the Bei Ming family!"

Mo Jing smiled and said, "After drinking this glass of wine, everyone has known each other."

Bei Mingfeng nodded repeatedly, smiled and said, "That's that's that."

Yun Zheng and others watched Mo Jing send Bei Mingfeng back all the way, and almost couldn't help laughing.

Yu Qiu curled his lips, "Mo Jing is afraid that others will stay here for too long and there will be not enough wine to drink."

"The spiritual wine refined by A Zheng is indeed addictive if you drink it." Mu Yin said with a smile.
Chapter completed!