Jian Tianchen stood for a while, unable to hold on any longer, and cautiously and slowly approached the old man's bed. After just a few steps, the old man on the bed with his back to him suddenly turned around and sat up straight.
Standing up, Jian Tianchen looked at the sudden movement of the old man in surprise. His heart that had just calmed down began to flutter. He looked at the old man's movements in surprise, with a trace of fear and panic on his face, because the old man's arm did not move, and he still held his hand.
He was holding the cigarette pole, but his body stood up straight.
Forcibly suppressing the fear and shock in his heart, he stopped and looked at the old man who was sitting up.
"Ahem, cough, cough, child, are you the body of the Nine Spirits?" The old man's voice was clearly heard in Jian Tianchen's ears without seeing the old man's lips trembling.
Jian Tianchen's throat squirmed slightly, and he wanted to open his mouth, but found that his whole body began to tremble at this moment. It was even harder to make a sound from his mouth.
A strong sense of fear hit his heart again, and even Jian Tianchen himself didn't understand why he was so afraid of the old man who looked like he was about to wither.
The old man looked at Jian Tianchen and smiled slightly. That smile looked so amiable, like a loving grandfather looking at his grandson.
Jian Tianchen struggled and nodded slightly.
"Have you been to the Blood Cave? Cough cough cough." The old man's voice came again, but his mouth still didn't move.
Jian Tianchen, you are the only one who still wants to transcend your fate. Just a mysterious old monster scared you to this point. You are really a waste.
At this moment, in Jian Tianchen's mind, a miniature version of Jian Tianchen dressed in white began to mock and yell.
I'm not, I'm not. I'm not afraid. Jian Tianchen's body heard this voice, hugged his head tightly, and roared. Suddenly, blood-red light burst out from his eyes and shot straight towards the sitting old man.
The old man looked at the blood shooting at him, his eyes flashing with excitement, "I have really met the demon pupil and blood eyes." The old man shouted excitedly in his heart, not caring about the sword light shot by Jian Tianchen.
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Seeing Xue Mang shooting towards his chest, the old man waved his hand gently, and Xue Mang disappeared without a trace.
Jian Tianchen, however, was still holding his head and shouting wildly, not knowing that he had just shot a bloody beam at the old man, nor did he know that Xue Mang disappeared without a trace with just a wave of the old man's hand.
The old man looked at Jian Tianchen and laughed wildly. "I have finally waited. I have a successor in the Dark Blood Pavilion, and there is hope for my rise."
After shouting, the old man's body floated up from the bed and came directly to Jian Tianchen. Jian Tianchen still held his head and did not feel that the old man was already in front of him.
I saw the old man waving his hand, and a simple box flew up from the bookshelf and fell directly into the old man's hands. The old man seemed to be thinking about it, as if he was meditating. He stared at the box for a long time, and then opened the box carefully. On the yellow mat,
A blood-red bead exudes blood-red light. The gray stone house that was originally filled with smoke began to be filled with red light under the light of the blood. The entire stone house was like the room of a princess who likes red, filled with red mist.
Romantic color.
"It's time." The old man's eyes were full of longing and longing, and he said something that he didn't know why. Then, the old man's finger pointed at Jian Tianchen's forehead, and the bead flew straight into Jian Tianchen's forehead.
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Jian Tianchen, who was in the stone house, seemed to be telling the truth and stood motionless. Seeing this, the old man pushed Jian Tianchen to the ground and made Jian Tianchen sit cross-legged.
At this moment, such a scene suddenly appeared in Jian Tianchen's soul sea.
The empty hall and the gray-brown stone walls were lifeless. Everything seemed so quiet and simple, but incredible changes were taking place on the gray-brown stone walls...
If anyone were here and saw this scene, their hearts would tighten, their faces would be filled with shock, and some would even collapse to the ground!
There are two pictures carved on the stone wall. The first picture is of a blood egg, and the second picture is nothing but gray.
But at this moment, the originally ordinary and inconspicuous picture engraved in the first picture is undergoing strange changes...
I saw that the dome that was originally blood red was now dim in color. The originally bright red color slowly disappeared, slowly turning from bright red to dark red, then from dark red to cyan, and finally turned black.
Ashes, as if they have been absorbed by people, wither and wither!
When the entire dome turned into a lifeless gray, a tiny crack spread and spread all over the dome in an instant. A ray of red light shot out from it, along with a hint of a compelling aura.
"touch...|"
Finally, the entire dome was overwhelmed and cracked. A figure slowly emerged from it. With one step, blood surged throughout the cave, and the momentum soared to the sky. The air became thicker under the pressure of this momentum...
With fluttering bloody clothes, a stalwart body, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, he is such a real man, a real man, who else could he be if he wasn’t that miniature version of Jian Tianchen!!!
At this time, the miniature version of Jian Tianchen's temperament had changed drastically. His eyes were cold, with a faint red glow coming out, and all his green hair turned into a frightening blood red. He was surrounded by blood, like a peerless Shura.
Coming back triumphantly from the blood sea of the corpse mountain, his bloody hair was flying with his momentum, wild and unruly, extremely domineering, and his whole body was mixed with traces of evil energy.
Seeing the blood in the room, the miniature version of Jian Tianchen slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The blood in the room was sucked into his mouth. The entire cave slowly returned to normal and shrunk.
The blood energy surrounding Jian Tianchen's body slowly calmed down!
Opening his eyes again, the bloody light in his pupils gradually faded away, and the black and white pupils no longer had the sharp cold light like a sharp sword before. They calmed down, as if a sword had been sheathed, simple and unpretentious! But the evil aura on his body
Even more so just now.
A trace of laziness emerged from his body. The miniature version of Jian Tianchen stretched greatly, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. Coupled with the bloody hair that had not gone away, he looked even more evil!