Thinking of this, Qin Chen immediately carried the cloak slave to the stone platform.
While refining the formation flag, he once again placed an activation formation on this stone platform.
"It's a pity that everything is good, it's against the heavens..."
Just when Qin Chen finished setting the formation flag and was about to leave here, Qin Chen suddenly heard a sigh of vicissitudes in his mind.
"Senior is not dead?"
Qin Chen turned around in horror again, said this sentence for the second time, staring at the old man in amazement.
These words suddenly appeared in his mind. In this space, besides this old man, who else would there be?
"Death and immortality, what can you do? There is only one remnant soul left in the old age, and sooner or later it will disappear. It is a pity that the old body is against the sky, no one inherits, sorrow, sorrow..."
The old and simple voice resounded in Qin Chen's mind again. This time, Qin Chen understood that it was the old man who was actually speaking.
This person has been dead for thousands of years, but there is still a ray of remnant soul that has not disappeared. What kind of cultivation is this?
Even the general Nine Heavens Wudi doesn't have such strength.
Could it be that this person actually entered the holy state in the legend?
Qin Chen looked at the old man in front of him in amazement, and hurriedly bowed and said: "The junior was reckless and rushed into the retreat of the senior. The junior retired, and the junior promised that he would never tell the matter here."
The other party's voice could be heard directly in his mind, and Qin Chen felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
"A place of retreat? Haha, in the ancient battle, the old soul was shattered, leaving only a leather bag. If there is no soul-fixing treasure on the body, if you retain this trace of remnant soul, the old age may have disappeared and turned into dust. ..."
The old man's voice was filled with endless depression and loneliness.
Like an old man who ended, remembering his past.
"The good fortune of the old is a great opportunity to reverse the universe, and it is infinitely powerful. It can be said to be against the heavens. It is a pity that you don't want to inherit it. Is it really necessary to completely dissipate the history of this peerless power of the old?"
The old man's voice became weaker and weaker.
"Is this guy asking himself to worship him as a teacher?"
Qin Chen has a strange face.
I just feel that there is a thick and weird meaning inside.
For example, how did cloak slaves appear here? Why are you fainting here?
Who is this old man? Why did it appear in the palace under the black death swamp? What is the connection between this place and Gunan?
Immediately he said, "Senior, who are you? Why do you appear here? Where is this place?"
Qin Chen looked at the old man while asking.
"Who am I? Haha... It's been too long, too long, and the old man doesn't know who he is anymore. As for what place is this place? This is the battlefield between the human race and foreign race of my Tianwu Continent..."
Qin Chen was shocked, the battlefield between human race and foreign race?
Qin Chen also knew from the ancient southern capital that in the ancient times, foreign races from outside the territory invaded the Tianwu Continent, and as a result, they encountered strong resistance from the human race. As a result, the strong human races worked together to drive the foreign race out of the Tianwu Continent.
But the history of the mainland was cut off because of this. It was an extremely dark and turbulent era.
Could it be that this old man, like Gunan, was the strong human race against foreign races back then, and finally fell here helplessly?
For a moment, Qin Chen was in awe.
Although he didn't know what the real identity of the old man was, according to the information that Gunan had obtained, and what the old man said, he could imagine the fierce battle that year.
He has always admired such a character.
The old voice said with emotion again: "Looking at your presence here, my human race should have won the war, but I don't know how long it has been since that battle? My best friends, I wonder if there are still Survive."
Qin Chen respectfully said, "Senior, as the predecessors expected, my human race won the battle of the ancients, but no one knows how long it has passed."
Speaking of this, Qin Chen smiled bitterly: "After the war between the ancient human race and the foreign race, the mainland fell into a dark and turbulent era. There was a long time in which the mainland fell into chaos and history was blank. Then the mainland ushered in a new era. I don't know how many years it has been."
"Has it been so long?" The old man's voice was vicissitudes of life, with bitterness: "Yes, even this remnant soul of the old is almost unable to hold on. I want to come, at least tens of thousands of years have passed."
"Then why did senior appear here?"
Qin Chen was puzzled again.
This place is very secretive. If the Black Death Marsh was a battlefield in ancient times, it is indeed very similar, but how could this old man appear in such a mysterious palace secret underground?
The whole explanation of the old man was quite normal, but for some reason, Qin Chen always felt something wrong in his heart.
"Hehe, are you wondering why the old man appeared here?"
The old man seemed to know what Qin Chen was thinking in his heart, and sighed softly: "That battle was extremely tragic. The old man was dealt with by a foreign race, his body was severely injured, his soul was broken, and he had to escape from the battlefield and enter the ground to open up this space. I wanted to use the magical power of good fortune to heal my wounds and continue to confront the enemy. How did you ever think that the alien attack was too terrible, and the old wounds were not healable, but the soul was getting more and more broken."
"The old man at that time knew that he could not survive, so he kept his remaining soul in the most precious destiny soul orb, trying to escape the catastrophe, and waiting for the old friend to come to rescue. Unexpectedly, the old man waited for a long time. No one has ever come here. The old man thought that the human race was defeated. Now I heard the little friend say that the old man is satisfied even if he died. It is a pity that the old man used to conquer the world..."
The old man continued to sigh.
"Could it be that Seniors can still be rescued?" Qin Chen was startled.
"If the rescue was timely at that time, it would be okay, whether it was a resurrection pill, chaos reshaping fruit, etc. It is a pity that after so many years, there is only a trace of the remnant soul of the old, except for those who are predestined to teach the old one. Besides, any pill and other treasures, I am afraid they can no longer be saved."
"What kind of magic is what seniors cultivated, and what kind of conditions are needed. If possible, juniors can find ways to find descendants for seniors."
"The chain repaired by the old is the most powerful Divine Soul Dafa at that time. This divine skill is amazing. Even if the body is seriously injured, only a trace of the Divine Soul can be reborn again, but the chain repairer needs a strong soul, otherwise it cannot bear it. The strong backlash of Divine Soul Dafa. Before your friend entered this place by mistake, the old man wanted to test his soul, but this person's soul was too weak and seemed to have absorbed too much spirit of evil spirits, and could not bear the old Divine Soul Dafa. I can only give up."
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