Wine Sword Immortal: Divine Level Winemaker, Drunkenly Kills Tianmen!

Ninth Layer Babel Tower, ninth floor.

[Attention all, the tower challenge ends here, the Emperor Palace challenge is about to start, please prepare. ]

"Here we go!"

Lin Lei looked at the entrance of the ninth floor excitedly.

Upon hearing the notification, all the candidates stood up.

At the entrance of the ninth floor, a thin figure slowly emerged.

The familiar yet unfamiliar face of the young man finally appeared in front of this group of geniuses.

Wang Xianxian circled around and found that the space of the Ninth Layer was a bit ridiculous.

It was surrounded by clouds and mist, like the Lingxiao Palace in the movie.

As soon as he entered the palace, Wang Xianxian noticed many eyes.

One of the eyes was very familiar to him, even engraved into his bones.

Wang Beichen!

Looking at the other party's sinister eyes, Wang Xianxian narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, an excited and excited voice sounded beside his ears.

"Brother Yun, Brother Yun, here!!!"

Hearing Lin Lei's voice, Wang Xianxian smiled slightly and walked towards him.

"Brother Yun, you're making me anxious." Lin Lei patted Wang Xianxian's shoulder hard, "I thought you were going to be eliminated because of your exhaustion."

Du Yin smiled softly: "Congratulations, you're one step closer to your goal."

Faced with the two's concern, Wang Xianxian responded softly: "Thank you."

Lin Lei patted Wang Xianxian's shoulder fiercely: "Why are you so polite, we're all brothers~"

"Brother Yun, look." Lin Lei pointed at Wang Beichen in the distance, "That little bastard is your biggest competitor this time."

"He is the contemporary Prodigy of the Wang family. Before I left, my family specifically told me to be careful of his tricks."

Hearing this, Wang Xianxian was a little confused.

"I'm not fighting him, why should I be careful of him?"

"I seem to have forgotten what my grandfather said." Lin Lei scratched his head, "It probably means that Wang Beichen has luck or something, and this thing seems to affect the Sword Emperor projection."

"You seem to have offended Wang because of luck. How exactly did you offend him? How can I describe it..."

"According to my understanding, your behavior now is no different from Wang's just taking a shit and you took the paper away in front of them."

Wang Xianxian: "..."

Du Yin: "..."

Seeing that the two were speechless, Lin Lei asked in confusion: "Why? Is my analogy inappropriate?"

Du Yin's mouth twitched wildly: "Appropriate, too appropriate!"

"Then why do you look like you've eaten shit?" Lin Lei said dissatisfiedly, "If you don't know, you would think I stole your paper."

Du Yin's eyes began to become dangerous as he clenched his fists.

"What are you looking at? It's my handsomeness that makes you unable to open your eyes..."

Kacha——

Familiar voice, familiar result.

Du Yin sat on the unconscious Lin Lei, took a deep breath, and then said to Wang Xianxian with a smile.

"My elders also asked me to remind you that the process of challenging the Sword Emperor involves the Wang family's luck dispute."

"With your performance just now, Wang Beichen will definitely play some tricks on you, so you'd better be careful."

Wang Xianxian looked at Lin Lei, who was foaming at the mouth and sleeping peacefully on the ground, and his mouth twitched slightly.

"Thank... Thank you..."

Just then, a voice suddenly came from the sky above the hall.

Then, golden light bloomed in the sky.

A huge golden stone tablet fell from the sky and then landed heavily on the ground.

[Attention all candidates, the verification and registration will begin now. Candidates are requested to register in the order of arrival at the ninth floor. ]

Hearing this, everyone present focused their eyes on the boy with a somewhat sinister expression.

Feeling the gazes of the others, Wang Beichen felt a little proud.

'The first place is still mine! '

He walked quickly to the golden stone tablet and touched it with his hand.

"The spirit tablet can measure the realm, age, talent, and vocation of the person who touches the spirit tablet!"

The familiar explanation in his ear made Wang Xianxian turn his head sharply.

Lin Lei's expression was serious, he folded his arms and explained, his deep voice brought out some of the temperament of a master.

"Woke up so quickly?" Wang Xianxian asked in confusion.

"Humph." Lin Lei smiled evilly, "A mere strange disease can't change my determination to survive."

"I have figured it out. This is not a disease, but a curse. This is God's jealousy of Yingcai..."

"But, I don't blame the sky. After all, if people like me are not sealed, the sky will be broken sooner or later."

"My Talent has become so strong that even God is afraid of it..."

"I'm afraid, I'm... hopeless..."

Lin Lei smiled freely. At this moment, he seemed to have seen through fate and all the truth!

He is so terrifying now!

After sighing, Lin Lei turned his attention to Wang Beichen again.

Suddenly, the stone monument in front of me shined brightly.

[Candidate Wang Beichen, age 13; realm, early stage of Bone Tempering Realm; vocation, soulless sword master; talent, sword soul control. ]

[Talent level determination: EX level. ]

The shining words on the stone tablet deeply penetrated everyone's eyes.

The whole country was shocked!

"Isn't Wang Beichen an X-level Talent?"

"what happened?"

"Holy shit, he's also the holder of an EX-level Talent?"

"Is it because he is too young and there was a problem with his previous Talent record?"

"Isn't anyone paying attention to his realm?"

"Damn it, 13-year-old Bone Tempering Realm!"

“It’s unbelievable that there are two EX Talent holders appearing at the same time!”

"..."

There were also sighs from all the Great Emperor clans.

"Wang finally made up her mind, and the battle for luck began."

"The supreme elder of the Wang family actually poured the clan's luck into Wang Beichen's body."

"Wang Beichen's talent before was only X level. If Wang dared to lose luck to him, it means that Wang Beichen must have something special."

"Is he the child of prophecy?"

"Then what exactly is Yunjiu, an accident of heaven?"

"Or is it that the previous news about the Bearer of the Nine Swords was false and that the Son of Prophecy will not appear in this era?"

"No, the child of prophecy must have appeared. The supreme elder of the Wang family was severely injured because he peeked into the secret."

"Since he chose Wang Beichen, Wang Beichen must be related to the Son of Prophecy."

"We don't know exactly what form the so-called son of prophecy will appear in, and what state it will be in."

"Similarly, we can't use a few battles or wins and losses to judge whether he is the son of prophecy."

"But if we can't tell the difference, how can we deal with future disasters?"

"Destiny is unpredictable, like clouds rolling and rolling. People come and go, and no one can predict what tomorrow will bring."

"We are all witnesses of history. Let's continue. As for Yunjiu, we will not make enemies."

"In any case, Wang's rise is irresistible."

"The Sword Emperor is the leader of Sword Dao. With him, the title of the best swordsman in the world will forever fall on Wang."

"Yunjiu's challenge, regardless of victory or defeat, will not have a devastating blow to the fate of the Wang family."

"That's true, then let's keep reading..."

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Tianjiu City, Lin's ancestral home.

The Great Emperor looked up to the sky and laughed when he saw Wang Beichen's talent.

"Hahahahahaha, interesting, this is really interesting!"

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Kunlun Mountain, Linghuang Palace.

The Spirit Emperor looked at the Emperor Monarch Baize below and asked in a solemn voice.

"Bai Ze, can you confirm Wang Beichen's Talent at that time?"

Emperor Monarch Bai Ze thought for a moment: "Reporting to Your Majesty, according to my observations at Wang's, Wang Beichen's Talent at that time did not have EX-level aura fluctuations."

"Does that mean that the Wang family has begun to inject family luck into Wang Beichen?" Emperor Ling said to himself.

At this moment, a pleasant voice sounded in my ears.

"We haven't even started beating yet. Are you thinking so much about your hair falling out?" Yu Xian'er teased.

Emperor Ling touched Yu Xian'er's head.

"There are some things that you have to think about in advance."

"Today's world is like a sea. Our Human Race's development over the past ten thousand years has only changed from the original raft to a battleship. When the tsunami comes, there is still a risk of destruction..."

After hearing her father's words, Yu Xian'er fell into deep thought.

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