Chapter 183 no one dares to set up

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He walked to Jiang Chen's side, the broom swayed gently, as if cleaning this cemetery.

But, Jiang Chen knows, this place, not even a wisp of dust!

"Master, are you..." Jiang Chen said softly.

"Now that you're here, you can visit them." The old man did not say who he was, but pointed to the millions of tombstones on the plain, and said, "if there are no them, there will be no you."

Ancient remains of the sky, desolate, desolate, the air is filled with a sense of anger and grief.

There is no life here, but somehow there is such an old man.

Jiang Chen was very low-key and genial. He saluted the old man and said, "master, was this a battlefield? I was on the top of the mountain, and I saw the old picture here

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the old man could not help but flash a glimmer of light in his eyes, as if he were surprised.

Only because he knows the situation here, if not for special reasons, the old pictures can not be reproduced!

"Where are you from? What is it called? " Asked the old man.

"Real identity?" Jiang Chen frowned and hesitated.

He couldn't see clearly the identity and cultivation of the old man, let alone what he meant to him, whether it was good or bad.

But Jiang Chen wants to know what happened here.

According to the current situation, Jiang Chen should first answer the old man's question.

If not, the old man would not go on talking.

"True identity and false identity?" The old man whispered: "all the same, just an identity."

"I come from Quan Zun religion in Qingyun Town, a lonely city in the north." Jiang Chen said: "it's also a member of the Jiang family in Qinchuan. His surname is Jiang Mingchen."

As soon as this word came out, the old man's original turbid eyes suddenly burst out with dazzling brilliance.

Just like a world, turning in the depths of its eyes, the amazing brilliance seems to break through the nine clouds!

Jiang Chen is frightened and covered by the glory in the eyes of the old man. He feels that all his secrets are exposed!

"Is that true?"

After a few rest, the old man put away the light in his eyes, and his eyes became turbid again.

However, in his words, there is a sense of shock and surprise.

More, with a trace of excitement, excitement, and expectation.

It's a mixed emotion. It's complicated.

This makes it difficult for Jiang Chen to guess what the old man is thinking and what to do next.

"He's coming back at last."

After a long time, the old man slowly opened his mouth and looked at Jiang Chen, but he shook his head and said, "unfortunately, it's not you now."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Chen doubts way.

"Don't ask, you'll know when it's time." The old man said, carrying the broom, waved at Jiang Chen, and said, "follow me."

The old man didn't say where to go, and Jiang Chen didn't ask.

In this way, Jiang Chen followed up.

Along the way, Jiang Chen saw countless tombstones, on which there was not a single word except the blood of God.

These are tombstones without words!

Only because there were too many gods who died in the war, some of them didn't even have a wisp of ashes left!

However, later generations can only set up a nameless tombstone to commemorate the dead millions of gods.

"This is where you will come from in the future, and you will certainly come."

After half a column of incense, through the heavy tombstone, the old man with Jiang Chen came to a small soil slope.

Here, there is no tombstone, but the soil is bright red, and there is a smell of blood that cannot be dispersed!

"Is there an ancient god buried here?" Jiang Chen asked curiously, "why is there no tombstone?"

"Who can erect a tombstone for him? No one dares to put up a tombstone for him The old man said: "no one can control him, no one can compete with him, and millions of gods dare not disobey him."

"Before, since you have seen the pictures of the past, you should know that there was a man who, with the power of Wanhua Tianzhan, separated the ages, blocked one world and expelled the enemy to another world."

"The man, he Qiqiang, and after his death, who is qualified to erect a tombstone for him?"

Jiang Chen hears the speech, but frowns.

He didn't know who the man in the picture had Wanhua Tianzhan.

I don't know his position among the millions of gods!

What's more, I don't know what kind of rules and regulations existed among the gods in ancient times.

But, listen to the old man's words, Jiang Chen understood that the man who had Wanhua Tianzhan like him was very strong!

One man is dictatorial forever, blocking one side of the world!

Such means, even Jiangchen peak moment, can not be achieved!

"Master, do you think I will come here in the future? What does that mean? " Jiang Chen asked again.

"I said, when the time comes, you will understand." The old man said, squatting down, gently stroking the blood stained loess, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

He was silent down, as if in memory, the body occasionally has the breath of terror overflow, let Jiang Chen like the depth of endless purgatory.

It was a feeling of death!

"You, put up a tombstone for him."

After a long time, the old man suddenly got up, and with a wave of his hand, a stone tablet more than one person high appeared in front of Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen Leng for a moment, way: "millions of gods, are not qualified to give him a tombstone, I am qualified?"

"You have." The old man said word by word: "engrave your name in this life, it is enough."

"Good." Jiang Chen nodded and did not object.

Immediately, Jiang Chen holds the tombstone in both hands and stands in front of the small soil slope.

Xuanhuang's power flowed through his fingertips and carved the word "Jiangchen" on the tombstone.

Hum!

And at the moment when these two words fell on the tombstone, under the small soil slope, a sound came!

Then, a dense light tiger, with the light of God and blood, rushed into Jiang Chen's body!

"Seal!"

Don't wait for Jiang Chen to react, the old man suddenly moves!

See his hands in succession, a seal of the art, into the soul of Jiang Chen!

"Master! What are you going to do? " Jiang Chen was shocked, but more clearly, if the old man started to fight against him, he even had no room for resistance!

"Protect you." The old man whispered, and made a seal, sealing up the God and blood light that rushed into Jiang Chen's body.

Looking inside his own soul world, Jiang Chen saw that beside the Wanhua Tianzhan, there was a drop of blood essence, just like a bloody sun, rising and falling.

And around this drop of blood essence, the power of seal circulates, and the breath that the blood essence sends out is sealed off from heaven and earth!

"What on earth is this?" Jiang Chen is shocked. Since entering the ancient remains of Tongtian, he always feels that what happened here seems to have been doomed.

It's a hard feeling to say!

"Heritage." The old man said, "when the realm is enough, it can be opened. Now, it will be silent in you all the time. "