Sixteen people, in one hour's effort, became ten.

Six disciples of the demon clan fell here!

Five days passed in a hurry.

During this period, Chen Xin and the others encountered a dilapidated ruin.

There are relatively few skeleton armies in the ruins here.

So it only took half a day for everyone to clean up.

And they finally came to the place where the hammer was, five days later, according to the original plan.

Chen Xin put away the map, looked at the palace not far in front of him, and frowned.

This palace is very well preserved.

It could even be said that it is very new.

Except for desolation, there is not a single broken place to be seen.

Because of this, there is a trace of anxiety in Chen Xin's heart.

The situation inside the ruins cannot be peeked at from the outside.

You can only see the surface of the ruins, and the entire ruins hall is as if it is blackened by ink, and above the palace, a trace of black smoke slowly floats out, which looks seeping.

And in front of the palace, there were bulging bags.

There are more than 100 of them.

On top of the small bag, a broken weapon is inserted diagonally.

And the color of these weapons, unexpectedly, is also pitch black.

Luo Yufan's eyebrows furrowed, and he said cautiously:

"These weapons are also impregnated with the power of evil!"

"The palace ahead should be the same!"

Chen Xin took a deep breath, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and asked in a low voice:

"Are there any higher-level skeletons in this ruin?"

"It's even more advanced than the two Heavenly and Human Realm cultivators we've seen before?"

Luo Yufan nodded silently.

A hint of hesitation appeared on Chen Xin's face.

Although this will determine the weight of the battle in five years, it is very important.

But it must also be within their means.

Right now, let alone a heavy hammer, I'm afraid they won't even be able to enter this palace, how can this be good.

"My master is too unreliable, come to this dangerous place, don't say prepare some magic weapons for us!"

At this moment, Luo Yufan was shocked, and then, she slowly took out a small flag from her sleeve!

Chen Xin moved his gaze as she moved.

This little flag, all over the ink gold!

Only the size of a palm, the flagpole is made of dark gold, and the flag seems to be made of linen.

The flag also has a dark gold color, but this dark gold color is a little different.

It seems to have been infected later.

Chen Xin took it in his hand, his face was puzzled, and his soul power slowly probed in.

At the moment when his soul power touched the flag, his face turned pale, and an incomplete picture appeared in his mind.

"In a dimly lit ruin, there is a young man, covered in blood!"

But on his face, he couldn't hide his excitement!

"And his eyes are fixed on what he has in his hand!"

Chen Xin exclaimed, isn't the thing in this boy's book exactly the array flag in his hand?

However, the array flag in his hand is a little different from the one in Chen Xin's hand, although the flagpole is dark gold, but the flag is clearly off-white.

The screen turns, and it is in a spacious square.

The young man stood alone and with a flag in his hand on the high platform of the square.

And below the high platform, there are more than 100,000 monks, and in front of the monks, there are eighty elders wearing black robes.

And Chen Xin, among the 100,000 monks, quietly observed the scene in front of him.

He didn't know any of these people, including the eighty elders in front of him.

However, the scene here is familiar to him.

Here, it is the stage of Zhongzhou College.

At this moment, a middle-aged monk walked out in front of the young man.

This person is wearing a golden robe, a jade crown, eight feet tall, heroic and majestic, and his eyes are open and closed, bursting with amazing momentum.

Like a god from above, looking down on everything below.

The golden-robed male cultivator waved his hand, and a faint smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Then he said in a loud voice:

"As evidenced by the Kyushu Banner, from now on, you will be the tenth dean of my Zhongzhou Academy!"

The boy was shocked.

Then, slowly turning his body around, he held the banner high and swept his gaze over the people below.

And in the crowd below, a deafening shout broke out in an instant.

And the moment Chen Xin saw the young man, his body shook, he took a few steps back, and his breathing couldn't help but stagnate for a moment.

This person's face is eight points similar to Ren Pingsheng.

But he is much younger than Ren Pingsheng.

Chen Xin did not hesitate to be sure that this person was Ren Pingsheng when he was young.

Then here, it is the Zhongzhou College thousands of years ago.

"What happened a thousand years ago?"

"Why is there no trace of these eighty elders in Zhongzhou College after a thousand years!"

"And the person on the high platform, who is it, why did he pass the position of dean to Ren Pingsheng when he was middle-aged!"

Chen Xin still wants to watch it.

Suddenly, his eyes went black, and his soul was forcibly pulled out by a huge suction.

When he opened his eyes again, Chen Xin had already returned to the ancient battlefield.

Luo Yufan asked worriedly:

"What's the matter, are you alright?"

Chen Xin shook his head, full of questions, but now is not the time to pursue the answer.

His gaze couldn't help but turn to the array flag in his hand.

Luo Yufan's expression moved, and he explained in a low voice:

"This array flag was handed over to you by Ren Pingsheng!"

"Give it to me?" Chen Xin wondered.

Luo Yufan nodded and continued:

"Yes, I'm sure it's over to you. ”

"At that time, you were drunk and unconscious, and your master handed over this important task to me!"

"But at that time, he didn't take out the formation flag!"

"I guess, he didn't expect it, I'll take you with me!"

"After waiting for us to leave for three days, your master suddenly caught up, left this flag, and named it, asking you to use it well!"

Chen Xin nodded cautiously, as if a big stone had been pressed in his heart.

And the Kyushu flag in his hand, like a charcoal lump, was faintly hot, as if it was about to burn Chen Xin's hands.

Ren Pingsheng handed over this Kyushu flag to him, what did he mean.

Isn't this Kyushu flag the inheritance of each generation of deans?

Could it be that Ren Pingsheng wanted to ......

At the same time as Chen Xin was in a daze, Luo Yufan whispered:

"What's the matter, don't tell me, this is the Kyushu flag!"

Chen Xin looked stunned, was silent for a moment, and then nodded.

Luo Yufan was surprised, and then laughed lightly:

"According to historical records, the Kyushu flag is the inheritance of each generation of deans, and it never leaves his hand!"

"He gave you this flag, the meaning is very clear!"

In this way, you can't live up to his expectations. ”

This ruin, enter, we have to enter, if we don't enter, we must also enter!"

Chen Xin reluctantly laughed twice, sighed and said:

"Yufan, don't make fun of me!"