Chapter 662

"Nigger?"

Qin Chen hurried forward, picked up the black slave, felt the slave's body, which was a sigh of relief.

I just fainted.

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

Just before the slaves and themselves into the palace, how did they come to this strange place?

"Black slave, wake up!"

Qin Chen wanted to wake up the slaves, but found that although the slaves were not dead, their bodies were very weak, and even their soul breath was weak, and they could not wake up.

"What happened to the slaves?"

Qin Chen gave the slaves a pill to nourish the spirits, and then he looked around.

At this sight, he was startled, and the cold sweat almost came down from behind.

I saw in front of him dozens of meters place, sitting a thin old man, that ancient desolate feeling, is from the old man.

But at this time, the old man has died, there is no vitality in his body, but just sitting there, he sends out a frightening breath of terror.

His head fell down and he held a black magic knife in his hand. Although he had died for countless years, the breath that could be released almost tore Qin Chen's body.

"Hiss!"

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

He is also a man of wide knowledge and has seen countless strong men.

But it was the first time to see an old man dead many years later, there would be such a terrible pressure on his body.

Even if the nine day emperor Wu died, after countless years, it may not have left such a terrible pressure.

He was sure that the pressure of ordinary Wuzong would be enough to make other Wuzong's seven orifices bleed and their spirits broken to death.

"Was it the breath of the old man that made the slaves faint?"

It's not impossible.

Qin Chen is sure that this man must be a great power in ancient times, at least at the top level of Emperor Wu.

With a sigh of emotion, Qin Chen came to the old man carefully. As he walked in, the oppression he felt became stronger and stronger. Even the body that had practiced the immortal holy body could not support it.

The old man has been dead for some time. It can be seen that the clothes and gowns on his body are made of expensive materials, but at this time, they are already dilapidated and almost become ashes.

But the old man's naked skin was still shining. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't have any vitality, Qin Chen would even think that he was a living person.

What makes Qin Chen even more surprised is the black magic knife in the old man's hand. I don't know how many people this black magic knife killed in ancient times. After countless years, it still exudes a torrent of murderous spirit and resentment.

What makes Qin Chen feel strange is that the old man seems to have a layer of prohibition all over his body, and there is a normal blood color on his body, and a strong blood gas emanates from him.

"It's rich in blood, and it seems that it's fresh and strange!"

Qin Chen frowned. The smell of blood did not look like it had been experienced for many years, but appeared to have been produced in recent years. In addition, there was palpable resentment in the blood smell.

Who is this old man?

Qin Chen's mental strength, carefully swept to the old man, to explore the old man's surroundings, to find some clues.

But when his mental strength just fell on the other side, a blast of terror rushed out of the old man. Qin Chen was shocked all over and his soul was shaking. He could not even contain his own movement. He stepped back dozens of steps before he stopped.

At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted directly from the mouth.

Standing more than ten meters away, Qin Chen stares at the old man in front of him. There is no vitality on the old man. How can such a terrifying atmosphere burst out suddenly?

"Are you not dead

Qin Chen was shocked and asked.

There was no answer. It was certain that the old man had been dead for many years.

Qin Chen breathed a long sigh of relief. What was this guy's cultivation? After so many years of death, just a mental investigation will suffer such a terrible attack.

At least Qin Chen is sure that even if emperor Jiutian died for hundreds of thousands of years, he would not have left such a terrible momentum.

If I hadn't responded in time and had a strong soul, I'm afraid I would have been out of my wits just now.

The old man was too powerful. Qin Chen's eyes fell on the black saber. It was dark with a strong sense of killing and blood. It was clearly a magic sword, and it had been intact for so many years. I'm afraid it was also an unprecedented terror weapon.

At first, Qin Chen was still interested in the old man's things, but now, he did not dare to get close to him, let alone take the black magic knife.

Even a dead body can burst out such a terrible momentum. If he dares to take such a magic knife, he will be able to cut himself into countless pieces just by releasing his killing intention."Why

At this time, Qin Chen was suddenly stunned.

Before, he was always frightened by the amazing momentum of the old man, so he did not observe carefully. At this time, he found that the old man held the magic knife in his right hand, but the ground in front of the magic knife was hanging on his left hand. There seemed to be a few words on the ground.

"It's strange that I didn't see these words when I scanned them before?"

Qin Chen was suspicious. When he scanned with mental strength, he was sure that there was absolutely no word on the ground in front of the old man. Unexpectedly, a line of characters appeared.

See what it is?

Qin Chen concentrated his attention and saw that there were only 12 words in total.

"Kneel and kowtow three times, call my teacher respectfully, get heaven's fortune!"

Twelve small characters carved on the ground in front of the old man, exuding a palpable breath, as if that line of words, contain boundless domineering meaning.

"Three kneeling and nine percussion?"

Qin Chen's eyes coagulated.

If it is other requirements, perhaps he will agree, but let him kneel down nine times, he has never done so in his previous life.

"Even if this guy is the top, what can Emperor Wu do? I Qin Chen, have I ever knelt down to anyone? "

The pride in Qin Chen's heart has emerged.

In particular, the tone of the other party is very overbearing, almost a command tone, which makes him inexplicably unhappy.

"The old man has been dead for many years. No matter who he is, he has to find the way out first."

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

On the left, it was empty, and like the previous palace, there was no exit. When Qin Chen was a little disappointed, he saw a stone platform about 100 meters away from the old man's right.

Shitai is as like as two peas in the valley before. The only difference is that Shitai has a very strong blood smell.

"There's a stone platform here?"

At that moment, Qin Chen almost even jumped up in the heart.

The whole person was very excited.

Although I don't know where the stone platform will be sent, as long as there is a stone platform, he can leave here.

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