Valkyrie Domination

Your Holiness! At this moment, seeing the countless corpses under the Sword Burial Abyss, the scalps of several great venerables were numb and their souls were trembling.

These were all masters of Venerables, and the weakest ones were also Human Venerables. There were even some corpses among them, which made Star Destroyer Venerable and others feel frightened, as if their souls were about to explode.

This made them feel frightened, their hair stood on end, and their hands and feet felt cold.

These people have been dead for many years, but they still exude an aura that frightens them. How strong would it have been in life?

He will never be an ordinary person, at least he is a top person among people, or even stronger.

There is not just one corpse of a human being or above, but many, all of which are already cold. Even though the body is immortal, there is still an aura of decay permeating the air.

One after another, all exuding a terrifying aura, like gods and demons, these top masters all died here! The spines of several great venerables were cold, their skins were covered with goosebumps, and their scalps were tight.

And between the corpses of these venerables and the coffins, there was an old man sitting cross-legged, holding a sharp sword in his hand. He had been sitting for many years, but at this moment, his body exuded the aura of decay, decay, and coldness. At the same time, everyone What was horrifying was that they actually felt a trace of life from this corpse.

This is impossible! Several venerables were shocked. They had all sensed and calculated before that there was absolutely no life breath on this corpse, but now, there was actually life breath permeating the body, making the hairs on their bodies stand up and their scalps shaking. It exploded, and the body shook violently.

A creepy, cold feeling rose from head to toe, and goosebumps appeared.

How can this be?

Judging from the clothes and aura of the other party, he is at least a strong man from ancient times. He is countless times older than Zhuge Rulong and Qingxue Guhua who are present. How can such a master survive until now?

Even if there is a soul preserved like the Ancient Soul Demon Lord, it is just a remnant soul, and it is impossible for the breath of life to be revealed.

At this moment, everyone felt that this old body was exuding a terrifying devouring force. It was the terrifying devouring force that sucked them off. And, as he devoured and breathed, a In the blink of an eye, the black mist in the Sword Burial Abyss was rising and falling, and the endless sword-intended black mist was rising and falling as if following the breathing of this corpse.

how so?

It was just a corpse, but there was breath coming out. Moreover, the aura on this person was too cold. A cold aura lingered around his body, making him look like a demon god. It was too cold, like a demon.

If you stare carefully, you can see that his skin is dark and there are signs of corrosion everywhere. The power of decay, old age and corruption is permeated. His hair is white and sparse, and he is really like a mummy.

Several great lords lost their composure and could not remain calm at all, so they struggled hard.

However, they were unable to move under this throbbing force.

"Who are you?

! "

Several venerables asked in a low voice, because the aura on the opponent's body was too weird. It clearly contained a sharp sword intent, but there was a gloomy, gray and decaying power permeating the air. Moreover, this power was extremely cold, truly like a demon. The strength of the clan is average.

Is this old man a master of the demon clan?

All around, countless venerable corpses surrounded the old man. The coffins were arranged like a mausoleum altar, trapping the old man in the middle. On top of the countless rotting corpses, sword aura lingered, forming a tragic scene.

"I'm just a loser who fell on the path of spiritual practice, that's all."

Accompanied by weakness and decay, a voice came from the old man's mouth: "Perhaps, you can call me Sword Ancestor!"

The old man said, very old.

Sword Ancestor?

Several great sages were shocked because they had heard of this name. The ancestor of the ancient Tongtian Sword Pavilion was called the Sword Ancestor. Those who could get such a title were all the most powerful swordsmen in the ancient heaven. The true emperor of swords.

Could this person be the ancestor of the ancient Tongtian Sword Pavilion?

But this is too unlikeable. In the minds of everyone, the real Sword Ancestor is the leader of the Tongtian Sword Pavilion, a true peerless figure, a heaven-defying powerhouse, at least a supreme figure. How could he look like this?

The person in front of me is too old, decayed, and his body is almost rotten. His hair is sparse, his hair is like chicken skin, his teeth are all falling out, and his whole body is black, like dead wood that has been soaked in stagnant water for hundreds of millions of years. It's unbearable, it looks so miserable.

But he actually claimed to be the Sword Ancestor.

At this moment, Qin Chen also landed at the bottom of the abyss and looked in front of him in horror. Is this the sword ancestor of Tongtian Sword Pavilion?

He couldn't believe it, what happened that year?

Suddenly, a violent soul wave surged in the jade disc of creation on his body.

"Master, is it you?

! "

Buzz! A sword light rose up in Qin Chen's body, transforming into the appearance of the Eternal Sword Master. He looked at the old man excitedly and said tremblingly.

The Eternal Sword Master was horrified, his voice trembled, and he looked in front of him in disbelief, unable to believe his own eyes.

If he had a physical body, he would definitely burst into tears at this moment. The old man in front of him felt familiar to him, and his voice was also slightly friendly, like his master. But, how did his master become like this?

Lord Destroyer and several other great lords were startled. They looked at the Eternal Sword Master next to Qin Chen and were a little frightened. Who is this?

They could see that the Eternal Sword Master next to Qin Chen was just a remnant soul, and he was actually calling the Sword Master of Tongtian Sword Pavilion his master, which shocked them.

"Who are you?

That boy from eternity? "

A hollow voice sounded, with surprise.

"It's me, Master, why have you become like this?

Where is the master? "

The Eternal Sword Master trembled and said, his master was the master of Tongtian Sword Pavilion back then, and the Sword Ancestor was his master. In his mind, the spiritual symbol of Tongtian Sword Pavilion was an invincible existence. Why did it change? Is it like this?

A faint sigh came: "Everything, it's a long story. You are still alive. Yes, you can be considered a successor to my Tongtian Sword Pavilion. Is this person your successor?"

The old man's body was withered and motionless, but Qin Chen felt horribly that a pair of empty eyes were staring at him, which made his body shiver and his soul freeze.

What kind of feeling is this? Moreover, on top of this power, there is a strong cold power, which is similar to the power of the demon clan. No, it should be the power of darkness?

Buzz! In Qin Chen's body, the nameless sword code trembled, and the sword card also glowed. Boom, the two forces were pulled and flickered on Qin Chen's body, and the mysterious rusty sword in Qin Chen's hand also glowed.

Buzz! The faint black light bloomed quietly, possessing magical properties, as if it had revived.

"This is..." The old voice suddenly lost his voice in shock.