Chapter 662 Honorific Title My Master

"Black slaves?"

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

It turned out that he just passed out.

When he first saw the black slaves, he really thought he had died here.

It's just that the black slave entered the palace with him before, how 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, and he couldn't wake up at all.

"What happened to the black slaves?"

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

At this look, he was startled, so frightened that the cold sweat on his back almost flowed down.

I saw that dozens of meters in front of him, there was a thin old man, and the ancient desolate feeling came from the old man.

However, at this time, the old man was already dead, and there was no life in his body, but just sitting there, he exuded a terrifying aura that made people palpitate.

His head hung down, and he held a black magic knife in his hand, although he had been dead for countless years, the aura that could escape almost tore Qin Chen's body.

"Shhh

Qin Chen couldn't help but gasp.

He is also a well-informed person, and he has seen countless strong people.

But it's the first time I've seen an old man die for many years, and there will be such a terrifying coercion on his body.

Even if the Nine Heavens Martial Emperor died, after countless years, he might not be able to leave such a terrifying coercion.

He was sure that if he came over as an ordinary Martial Sect, even this coercion alone would be enough to make the Seven Orifices of other Martial Sects bleed, and their souls would be shattered and they would die.

"Could it be that the black slave was stunned by the breath of this old man?"

It's not impossible.

Qin Chen was sure that this person must be an ancient power, at least at the peak Martial Emperor level.

couldn't help but sigh with emotion, Qin Chen cautiously came to the old man's approach, and as he walked in, the oppression that Qin Chen felt became stronger and stronger, and even the body that had cultivated the Immortal Holy Body was a little unable to support it.

I don't know how long the old man has been dead, and the robes on his body can be seen to be made of expensive materials, but at this time they are already in tatters and almost turned into ashes.

But the bare skin on the old man's body was still shiny, if it weren't for the fact that there was no vitality on this person, Qin Chen would have even thought that this was a living person.

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

What made Qin Chen feel strange was that there seemed to be a layer of prohibition around this old man, and a normal blood color appeared on his body, and a thick bloody aura emanated from him.

"It's so rich in blood, and these bloody gases seem to be relatively fresh, strange!"

Qin Chen frowned, these bloody qi did not look like they had gone through countless years, but like they had only been produced in recent years, and there was also a palpitating resentment in the bloody qi.

Who is this old man?

Qin Chen's spiritual power carefully swept towards the old man, probing the old man's surroundings, wanting to find some clues.

But when his spiritual power just fell on the other party, with a bang, a terrifying aura rushed out of the old man's body, Qin Chen was shocked, his soul shook violently, he couldn't even restrain his movements, and he stepped back dozens of steps, and then stopped

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