Martial Gods

"Wrong... can't be wrong!"

"My prophecy came true!"

"It came true!"

These confusing words made Hua Xian and Hua Li, who were kneeling on the ground, once thought that Grandpa Qingmian, whom they regarded as the 'Guardian of Huaxian Valley', was crazy.

Xiao Chen felt that Grandpa Qingmian didn't seem to be lying, but he really wanted to know what he predicted.

But really when Xiao Chen asked.

However, he just bowed respectfully and saluted, saying that his prophecy should not be blurted out, otherwise, he would surely be spied on by the 'Heavenly Dao' and cause trouble.

Xiao Chen sent a message to Emperor Bai: "Have you heard about Grandpa Qingmian?"

"No, I'm afraid other Heavenly Emperors at the same time as me have not heard of it, but this old guy exudes a strange wave, a bit like the breath of ghosts."

Since Bai Di's emperor soul was transformed into a ghost clan soul by Xiao Chen, she is very sensitive to the ghost clan's breath, much more sensitive than Xiao Chen who has no ghost king blood in her body.

"Look at his humble and frightened appearance, is it because you have obtained a drop of the ghost king's blood?"

Bai Di's words reminded Xiao Chen.

Let him guess that there is such a possibility.

Immediately he asked.

"Since the prophecy can't be said, then, can we talk about who you think I am?"

Qing Mian didn't dare to lift his head and said, "Forgive this old slave for being rude. Although it's not impossible to talk about your identity, it's not time yet, because it also involves prophecy."

heard.

Xiao Chen pouted.

"Then what can you say?"

Qing Mian said, "You are here for one thing?"

Xiao Chen's expression became more serious.

Quite surprised.

Because Qing Mian was right.

He really came here for the blood of the ghost king.

and.

From the brief conversation with Qingmian, Xiao Chen is almost certain that the Ghost Valley recorded on the scroll has the most direct connection with Huaxian Valley.

in other words.

He came to the right place with the cold girl.

"Do you know where it is?"

"I know, but it's useless." Qing Mian sighed.

"What's the meaning?"

"Because that drop of blood essence is no longer on the Lingwu Continent."

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment.

After confirming that he heard correctly, a look of disappointment flashed across his face.

But he calmly analyzed what Qing Mian said, and felt strange again.

"You said that the blood essence is not on the Lingwu Continent, but just now you said that it is useless to know, which means that you know that the blood essence exists somewhere else?"

Qing Mian nodded without concealment: "Yes."

"Then tell me, I need that drop of blood essence urgently!"

The power of the blood of the ghost king is self-evident.

A drop of the ghost king's blood is difficult for even the ten emperors to suppress!

Xiao Chen once got that drop of blood essence, but it didn't let him show the strength comparable to the ten emperors, because he was limited by his own strength, in other words, the blood of the ghost king was protecting him.

If the blood essence really released the power comparable to the power of the Heavenly Emperor, Xiao Chen's body couldn't bear it, and it would definitely explode on the spot.

To know.

Even with Bingtian Meteorite and Xianlei, he could barely prolong the time of Emperor Soul Possession, and that Emperor Soul Possession only allowed him to temporarily endure the power of the Earth Emperor's seventh or eighth realm.

now.

Xiao Chen couldn't wait to find that drop of Ghost King blood.

The first is to strengthen one's own strength and gain the capital to fight against the Gorefiends who may appear completely in front of the human race in the next few years.

Second, it needs the blood of the ghost king to enter another physical state to help Ling Fei break the constraints and restrictions!

This is what he promised Ling Fei.

So it must be done.

Qing Mian heard the urgent taste from Xiao Chen's words.

He hesitated and said.

"The old slave advises you not to go."

Xiao Chen probably understood that there might be some risks, but said calmly: "That drop of blood essence is something I must get. No matter what danger I face, I won't back down."

"Please let this old slave do the math!"

Fortune-telling?

Xiao Chen nodded.

Indicates that the green face is casual.

I see.

Qing Mian took out a colorful spar from his arms.

Place the spar carefully on the ground.

He was sitting cross-legged in front of the spar.

Close your eyes.

Inject your own energy into the spar.

Immediately, the colorful rays of light changed alternately.

As if recording some information, it entered Qingmian's mind.

"This energy is really the energy of the ghost clan!" Xiao Chen officially confirmed this, and at the same time, he was endlessly curious about the identity of Qingmian, guessing that he was a family member! ?

"No... not right!"

"Ordinary family members have no way to control and restrain their breath so perfectly, unless they belong to the perfect family, like the Chamber of Commerce steward I played against!"

Just when Xiao Chen thought so in his heart.

Bai Di's voice entered his mind.

"This old guy, I'm afraid it's a real ghost clan!"

Xiao Chen's pupils shrank.

He asked: "The real ghost clan? How can you be sure?"

"Because he doesn't have the aura of half-human, half-ghost like me, and the energy he emits is also very pure and fine. Although he doesn't seem to have a very strong fighting power, he has special means!"

"call out!"

At this moment, the last ray of colorful light disappeared between Qingmian's eyebrows.

The spar fell silent.

Qing Mian was breathing heavily.

Cold sweat dripped on the ground along the old face.

Xiao Chen said: "How?"

"Old slave, I advise you not to go!"

"Getting the prophecy from the hexagram is the old slave's method, and the hexagram I just made is very bad. If you insist on going, I am afraid it will be difficult to come back!"

Xiao Chen paused and said, "It's hard to come back? It means that there is still a possibility of coming back, right?"

Hearing this, Qing Mian was stunned.

Nodding: "Very slim."

"There is still hope."

Qing Mian hesitated.

Probably understand.

He couldn't stop Xiao Chen himself.

"If you insist on going, please bring the old slave with you."

Xiao Chen looked at Qingmian seriously, and shook his head lightly after a while: "You are old, even a clan with orthodox blood, you can't stand back and forth, just stay here."

Hearing that he still guessed his own background, Qing Mian almost burst into tears.

"This one is very dangerous and consumes a lot of time. Have you really made a decision?"

Xiao Chen nodded.

Qing Mian raised his head cautiously and saw the realization in Xiao Chen's eyes.

He leaned on his cane and motioned Hua Ruoyi to lead the way together.

"Go to the Siyou flower bed first, there is the entrance."

"Yes!" Hua Ruoyi didn't dare to slack off. Although she didn't understand the conversation between Qingmian and Xiao Chen, she could vaguely sense that Xiao Chen's life experience was not trivial.

Since the green noodles call themselves slaves.

So.

The king in his mouth is naturally Xiao Chen?

An existence that can be called a king must belong to the peak of existence.

Xiao Chen and Miss Leng left.

Hua Xian and Hua Li were still kneeling on the ground.

Just when they were about to get up, Grandpa Qingmian's voice came from outside Wanhua Cave through the loudspeaker: "You two rude guys, continue to kneel for me."

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