"Black slave?"

Qin Chen hurried forward, helped the black slave up, sensed the black slave's body, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that he just fainted.

When he first saw the black slave, he really thought he was dead here.

But before, the black slave entered the palace with him, why did he come to this strange place by himself?

"Black slave, wake up!"

Qin Chen wanted to wake up the black slave, but found that although the black slave was not dead, his body was extremely weak, and even his soul breath was a little weak, so he could not wake him up.

"What the hell happened to the black slave?"

Qin Chen fed the black slave a pill to nourish his soul, and then looked around.

At this sight, he was shocked, so scared that his cold sweat almost broke out.

I saw a skinny old man sitting dozens of meters ahead of him. The ancient desolate feeling came from the old man.

However, the old man was dead at this time and had no vitality on his body, but just sitting there exuded a terrifying aura that made people feel heart-pounding.

His head fell, and he held a black magic sword in his hand. Although he had been dead for countless years, the breath that had evaporated almost tear Qin Chen's body apart.

"hiss!"

Qin Chen couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

He is also a person with extensive knowledge and countless strong people he has met.

But this is the first time I have seen an old man who died many years ago, and there is such a terrifying pressure on his body.

Even if Emperor Jiutian Wu Di died, after countless years, he might not be able to leave such terrifying pressure.

He was sure that if an ordinary Wuzong came over, even this pressure alone would be enough to make other Wuzong's seven orifices bleed and their souls shattered to death.

"Is it possible that the black slave was fainted by the breath of this old man?"

This is not impossible.

Qin Chen was sure that this person must be an ancient powerful man, at least at the peak of the Martial Emperor.

He couldn't help but sigh, and Qin Chen came to the old man carefully. As he walked in, the oppression that Qin Chen felt became stronger and stronger, and even his body that had practiced the Immortal Holy Body could not support it.

The old man had been dead for a long time. It can be seen that the robes on his body were made of a lot of materials, but at this time it was already broken and almost turned into ashes.

However, the skin exposed to the outside world of the old man was still shiny. If it weren't for the lack of vitality on this person, Qin Chen would even think that this was a living person.

What surprised Qin Chen even more was the black magic sword in the old man's hand. I wonder how many people this black magic sword had killed in ancient times. After countless years, it still exuded a huge murderous aura and resentment.

What made Qin Chen feel strange was that there seemed to be a layer of restriction around the old man, and a normal blood color appeared on his body, and a strong smell of blood emanated from him.

"What a strong smell of blood, and these smells of blood seem to be relatively fresh, strange!"

Qin Chen frowned. The bloody smell did not seem to have been around for countless years, but it seemed to have only been produced in recent years. In addition, the bloody smell was filled with a heart-wrenching resentment.

Who is this old man?

Qin Chen's mental power carefully swept to the old man, inquire about the old man, and wanted to find some clues.

But when his mental power just fell on the other party, a terrifying aura rushed out of the old man with a bang. Qin Chen was shocked all over and his soul shook violently. He could not even curb his movements. He took dozens of steps back before stopping.

At the same time, a mouthful of blood was sprayed out of the mouth.

Standing dozens of meters away, Qin Chen stared at the old man in horror. The old man clearly had no vitality on his body. How could such a terrifying murderous aura suddenly burst out?

"Senior, aren't he dead?"

Qin Chen asked in shock.

There is no answer, which shows that the old man has been dead for many years.

Qin Chen breathed a sigh of relief. What kind of cultivation was this guy during his lifetime? After so many years of death, just by exploring his mental power, he would be subjected to such a terrifying murderous intent.

At least Qin Chen was sure that even if the Nine Heavens Martial Emperor died for hundreds or thousands of years, such a terrifying momentum would not be left behind.

If I hadn't reacted in time just now and had strong soul power, I'd probably have lost my soul under the momentum just now.

The old man was too powerful. Qin Chen's eyes fell on the black battle knife. The battle knife was pitch black all over, with a strong sense of solemnity and bloodiness. It was clearly a magic knife. And it has been intact for so many years. I am afraid it is an unprecedented terrifying treasure soldier.

At first, Qin Chen was quite interested in the old man's things, but now, he didn't dare to get close, let alone take away the black magic sword.

Even a dead corpse could burst out with such a terrifying momentum. If he dared to go up and capture such a magic sword, he would probably be able to cut himself into countless pieces just by the murderous intent released.

"Huh!"

At this moment, Qin Chen was suddenly stunned.

Before, he had been shocked by the old man's astonishing momentum, so he did not observe carefully. Only then did he realize that the old man was holding the magic knife in his right hand, but his left hand was hanging on the ground in front of the magic knife. There seemed to be a few words on the ground.

"Strange, why didn't I see these words when I swept my mental power before?"

Qin Chen was suspicious. When he used his mental power to scan it, he was sure that there were absolutely no words on the ground in front of the old man. Unexpectedly, a line of words suddenly appeared.

What exactly is it?

Qin Chen looked at it in a concentrated manner and saw that there were only twelve words in total.

"Kneel three times and kowtow nine times, respectfully call my teacher, and you will be able to achieve the destiny of heaven!"

Twelve small words are engraved on the ground in front of the old man, exuding a heart-wrenching aura, as if the lines of words contain endless domineering meanings.

"Three kneelings and nine kowtows?"

Qin Chen's eyes condensed.

If it was another request, he might have agreed, but if he asked him to kneel three times and kowtow nine times, he had never done this in his past and present life.

"What can I do if this guy is the top martial emperor? I, Qin Chen, have I ever kneeled down to worship anyone?"

The pride in Qin Chen's heart emerged.

Especially the other party's tone was very domineering, almost a commanding tone, which made him inexplicably unhappy.

"This old man has been dead for countless years. No matter who he is, he still has to find an exit first."

Qin Chen moved his gaze away from the old man and then began to look around for the first time.

The left was empty, like the previous palace, with no exit. When Qin Chen was a little disappointed, he saw that there was a stone platform about a hundred meters to the right of the old man.

The stone table is covered with patterns, almost exactly the same as in the valley before. The only difference is that the stone table has an extremely strong bloody atmosphere.

“这里竟然有传送石台?”

At this moment, Qin Chen almost had a heart that jumped up.

整个人激动万分.
Chapter completed!