Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 106: The Fall of Xuan Yang, Revenge at the End

Lin Qingyang died, and his death was completely expected by everyone.

After a series of battles and being poisoned, he was finally surrounded and attacked by four people of the same level. If he didn't die, he would not be the number one reincarnationist, but the biological son of the Lord of Reincarnation.

After his death, the war finally came to an end, leaving only a vast and boundless land of death and silence.

It is unknown how many soldiers from both sides were buried here. Even many Zerg and alchemical puppets died here.

Flames, strong winds, acid rain, sword energy... all these residual effects are lingering on the battlefield ruins. It can be predicted that this place will be a barren land for the next thousand years.

Except for the fourth-order strongmen and Chen Xingzhi's insect swarm, there is almost no living creature in this world that can survive for a long time.

But compared to this, Chen Xingzhi cared more about the gold coins that exploded after Lin Qingyang's death.

The first is Lin Qingyang's remains. As a powerful swordsman, every bone and even every drop of his blood are undoubtedly excellent research materials, which can help Chen Xingzhi further understand his practice system.

"Wow, with sword bones, sword body and sword veins, this Xuan Yang is indeed the strongest sword cultivator. He has trained himself into a great swordsman." Wu Dianfeng took a look at him and exclaimed in amazement.

"If his soul hadn't dissipated, we might still be able to obtain the two materials, 'Sword Heart' and 'Sword Soul'." The Green Shirted Man said regretfully.

Chen Xingzhi had the same feeling about his speech, and only regretted that there were too few Lin Qingyang left, not enough for them to share.

Only Long Aotian had the most complicated expression. After observing a second of silence in front of the remains of his former greatest enemy, he joined the group of looters with tears in his eyes.

The four of them discussed for a while and divided Lin Qingyang into four parts, each taking a part.

Then, they turned their attention to the equipment that Lin Qingyang had dropped.

Among them were his long sword, the Azure Glazed Tower he had sacrificed, and various unknown magical weapons and elixirs.

"Tsk tsk tsk, he has so many magic weapons, but he has only used one sword and one tower. He hasn't even used the rest."

Chen Xingzhi was playing with a space ring, marveling at it.

There was nothing special about these magic weapons, so after a brief discussion, the four of them divided them up.

Except, that sword and that tower.

One is the magic weapon used by Lin Qingyang, and the other is the only magic weapon he has ever used. The value of the two is much greater than that of other magic weapons.

The four of them had a heated discussion on how to divide the spoils, but they didn't notice that one of the people they were arguing with was quietly doing some small movements.

A crisp cracking sound was heard, and the four people looked down, only to see that the sword had broken into pieces of varying sizes and scattered on the ground.

"Okay, there's no need to fight for this sword. Just divide the fragments into four parts." Wu Dianfeng held his forehead and said helplessly.

The magic weapon has a spirit and does not want to betray the previous sword master, so it naturally makes this choice.

"There is still one tower left. Although it is still somewhat useful, it is damaged after all," the Green Shirt Guest said calmly, "Why don't you give it to me? I can provide some of my technology as compensation."

Chen Xingzhi held his chin, thought for a few seconds, and then agreed.

With him taking the lead, the other two had no objections.

"Here is a list. You can choose two of your own." The man in green made a list and let the three choose.

These are all technologies that have nothing to do with his foundation, and even if they are given to others, they will not pose a threat to him.

Chen Xingzhi took a quick look and chose "Initial Analysis of Military Strength" and "Alchemical Cannon".

He was very curious about the army composed of alchemical puppets and wanted to integrate it into his own system. As for the alchemical cannon, it was just a bonus. Of course, maybe he could use it to modify it into a swarm cannon.

The Green Shirt Man did not hesitate and sent the two techniques to him in the form of mental fluctuations on the spot.

After a while, the four men divided the loot, but Chen Xingzhi suddenly remembered something.

"Xuan Yang's two companions" He was interrupted by Long Aotian before he could finish his words.

"Kill him." Long Aotian said mercilessly, and the remaining two people agreed with him.

"Uh," Chen Xingzhi scratched his head, "I was thinking that those two people seemed to have left this world. Maybe Xuan Yang used the reincarnation token or other props on them before he died."

“After we return, everyone should pay attention to finding their whereabouts and kill them if possible.” After Long Aotian gave the final instructions, he and the Green Shirt Man stepped into the portal together.

The remaining alchemy troops also left with them.

Chen Xingzhi watched them leave until the last alchemical construct entered the portal and the portal disappeared. Then he gathered the swarm of insects and returned to the Dreamland.

Then he raised his hand, and the dreamland poured into the material world, causing a space fluctuation and erasing all possible transmission beacons.

After doing all this, everything is truly over.

However, it is not time for him to rest yet.

"Wu Dianfeng," he shouted, "Grab your weapons and let's go talk to Hui Na Lao Deng about the succession to the royal court."

"The lord of the royal court is a virtuous person, and I think we are a good fit."

He saw clearly Hui's condition when he hurriedly left the battlefield, and the opponent's condition was definitely not very good.

To put it bluntly, Hui's life is like a candle in the wind.

Under such circumstances, it is naturally a good time for them to enter the royal court.

As for the remaining remnants of the Yuanling soldiers, there was no need to worry about them at all. He had already arranged for the swarm of insects to hunt them down.

Just as Chen Xingzhi concluded, Hui's condition was not good.

He was dying, the price of overusing his Void power.

As a force flowing out from the Land of Exile, its very existence is a pollution to this world.

Even those blessed by the Land of Exile will be gradually corroded by this power.

"My lord, your injuries are serious." Yao, who had already advanced to become a witch god through the blood of ancient dragons, looked worried.

Although he is also a wizard god, he was promoted not long ago. His strength cannot be comparable to that of the veteran wizard gods, let alone be able to beat Hui into such an enemy.

Now the royal court is entirely supported by Hui alone. Without him, Yao will also be unable to support the whole thing.

"I'm dying," Hui said slowly, "but before I die, at least I can do one last thing for the royal court."

That is to drag Chen Xingzhi or Lin Qingyang to die together.

He didn't know what the battle situation was like on the front line, but he knew that no matter who won, they would never let the Longhuang Royal Court go.

Therefore, he was already prepared to drag his enemies into the Land of Exile.

"After I die, no matter what, you must not come into contact with anything related to the Land of Exile. Remember this," Hui warned.

Looking at the dragon leader who had aged beyond recognition, Yao nodded with a heavy heart.

The dying Lord of the Royal Court waved his hand, and after Yao left, he leaned against the throne alone, closed his eyes and dozed off, enjoying his last moments.

"Ancestor, was the choice you made at that time right or wrong?" He sighed and disappeared in the palace.

When he appeared again, he was already outside the royal court, and in front of him were Chen Xingzhi and the other man who had rushed over.

"Lord of the Royal Court, Yuan Ling's side has been defeated by us. Now it's time to talk about the issue of succession to the Royal Court." Chen Xingzhi said with a smile.

Wu Dianfeng, who was standing by, was sharpening his knife with a fierce look in his eyes, responding to his words.

"The royal court is the royal court of the dragon people. There is no way I will give the royal court to you." Hui shook his head with a firm tone.

"If you want other things, we can discuss it, but I can't give up the royal court."

"Nothing to talk about?" Chen Xingzhi's face was full of regret. "Then let's not talk about it!"

He attacked suddenly, evolving the incomplete chaotic spiritual energy again and attacking Hui who had almost no power to fight back.

(End of this chapter)