Chapter 662

"Nigger?"

Qin Chen hurriedly stepped forward, helped the black slave, felt the body of the black slave, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be just fainted.

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

It's just that the black slave entered the palace with himself before, how come he came to this weird place?

"Nigger, wake up!"

Qin Chen wanted to wake up the black slave, but found that although the black slave hadn't died, his body was extremely weak, and even his soul was weak, and he couldn't wake up at all.

"What happened to the black slave?"

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

At this look, he was suddenly startled, and the cold sweat almost shed from his back.

I saw a skinny old man sitting dozens of meters in front of him, and the feeling of ancient desolation came from the old man.

But at this time the old man was dead, there was no vitality in his body, but just sitting there, he exuded a breath of terror.

His head was hanging down, and he held a black magic knife in his hand. Although he had been dead for countless years, the breath that could escape would almost tear Qin Chen's body.

"hiss!"

Qin Chen couldn't help taking a breath.

He is also considered a man of knowledge, and he has seen countless strong people.

But it was the first time I saw it. Many years after the death of an old man, there would still be such a terrifying pressure on his body.

Even if Emperor Wu Tian died, after countless years, it might not leave such a terrifying pressure.

He was sure that changing to an ordinary Wu Zong came over, and even this coercion alone was enough to cause other Wu Zong Qiqiao to bleed and their souls were broken to death.

"Could it be 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 power, at least at the peak Martial Emperor level.

Unable to sigh with emotion, Qin Chen cautiously approached the old man. As he walked in, the oppression Qin Chen felt became stronger and stronger, even the body of the Immortal Body that had been cultivated. Can't hold it.

It's been a long time since the old man died, and the robes on his body can be seen, they were all made of expensive materials, but at this time they were already broken and almost turned into ashes.

But the skin of the old man exposed to the outside world was still shiny. If it wasn't for this person to have no vitality, Qin Chen would even think that he was a living person.

What surprised Qin Chen even more was the black magic knife in the hands of the old man. I don't know how many people this black magic knife killed in ancient times. Countless years have passed, and it still exudes a monstrous murderous aura and resentment.

What makes Qin Chen feel strange is that this old man seems to have a layer of restraint all over his body, and there is a normal **** color on his body, a strong **** air radiating from him.

"It's so rich and bloody, and these **** auras seem to be relatively fresh, strange!"

Qin Chen frowned. These **** auras didn't look like they had gone through countless years, but they seemed to have only been produced in recent years, and the **** auras contained palpitating resentments.

Who is this old man?

Qin Chen's mental power carefully swept the old man, inquiring around the old man, trying to find some clues.

But when his mental power just fell on the opponent, with a bang, a terrifying breath rushed out of the old man, Qin Chen's body was shaken, and his soul was shaken. He could not even contain his movements and kicked. After kicking back dozens of steps, it stopped.

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

Standing dozens of meters away, Qin Chen stared at the old man in horror. There was no vitality in this old man. How could such a terrifying killing aura suddenly burst out?

"Senior is not dead?"

Qin Chen asked horribly.

There was no answer, it definitely showed that the old man had been dead for many years.

Qin Chen let out a long sigh of relief. What kind of cultivation was this guy in his lifetime? After so many years of death, just a mental investigation, will suffer such a terrorist and murderous backlash.

At least Qin Chen was certain that even if Emperor Wudi died for hundreds of thousands of years, such a terrifying aura would not remain.

If I hadn't reacted in time and had a strong soul power, I am afraid that my soul would have disappeared under the momentum just now.

This old man is too powerful. Qin Chen's eyes fell on the black sword. The sword, completely dark, with a strong killing and **** aura, is clearly a magic sword, and it has been intact for so many years, I am afraid it is also An unprecedented terrorist treasure.

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

Even a dead body can explode with such a terrifying aura. If he dares to pick up such a magic knife, he may be able to chop himself into countless pieces with the killing intent released.

"what!"

At this moment, Qin Chen was taken aback.

He had been shocked by the old man's astonishing aura before, so he didn't observe carefully. At this time, he discovered that the old man was holding the magic knife in his right hand, but his left hand was hanging down on the ground in front of the magic sword. There seemed to be a few words on the ground.

"Strange, why didn't I see these words when I swept through the mental energy?"

Qin Chen was suspicious. When he used his mental power to scan just now, he was sure that there were absolutely no words on the ground in front of the old man. He didn't expect that a line of words appeared suddenly.

See what it is?

Qin Chen looked at it intently, and saw that there were only twelve characters in total.

"Three kneels and nine knocks, respectfully call my teacher, good fortune!"

The twelve small characters were engraved on the ground in front of the old man, exuding a palpable atmosphere, as if the line of characters contained boundless domineering meaning.

"Three kneels and nine knocks?"

Qin Chen's eyes narrowed.

If it was another request, perhaps he would still agree, but let him kneel down three times and knock down nine times. He had never done this before and in this life.

"Even if this guy is a top martial emperor, what can I do? I, Qin Chen, have never bowed down before anyone?!"

The arrogance in Qin Chen's heart emerged.

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

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

Qin Chen looked away from the old man, and only then began to look around for the first time.

The left side was empty, just like the previous palace, without any exits. When Qin Chen was a little disappointed, he saw a stone platform about 100 meters to the right of the old man.

The stone platform was covered with lines, almost exactly the same as the previous ones in the valley. The only difference was that there was an extremely strong **** atmosphere on the stone platform.

"There is a teleportation stone platform here?"

At this moment, Qin Chen almost had his heart jumping.

The whole person was extremely excited.

Although he doesn't know where the teleporting stone platform is teleported to, as long as there is a teleporting stone platform, he can leave here.