Chapter 6645 The Misfortune of the Little Master’s Rebirth

This ability has exceeded the expectations of the white-haired old man.

Looking at Qin Yichen's back as he walked away gracefully, he felt even more dazed in his heart.

Although the two parties only communicated briefly, they only exchanged interests according to the terms they had negotiated.

There is no suppression of identity or cultivation.

But in the heart of the white-haired old man, "Si" indeed completely suppressed him.

The fear of facing a natural enemy is engraved in the bone marrow, making it impossible to think of any other thoughts.

If it weren't for the fact that his strength was not as good as his own, the white-haired old man might not have dared to show his face in front of Qin Yichen.

It wasn't until Qin Yichen left completely that the white-haired old man let out a sigh of relief. Looking at the direction in which Qin Yichen left, the feeling of being watched faintly appeared again.

The white-haired old man quickly jumped into the air and left the courtyard.

After staring at the courtyard below for a long time, the white-haired old man suddenly woke up.

"What the hell is wrong with me?"

"A mere junior, his strength is not as good as mine. If the head of the family doesn't need it, I can crush him to death at any time."

"I'm actually... timid."

After the white-haired old man woke up, he had just gained some fighting spirit.

Suddenly, his back felt numb, as if he was being stared at by a cold and poisonous snake.

It was so urgent that he didn't even have time to think about it for a moment, and immediately stepped aside to avoid the cold feeling.

The next moment, the sound of the sword cutting through the air stung his ears.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from the white-haired old man's forehead.

"What kind of trick is this?"

Given the terrifying age of the white-haired old man, he knew a thing or two about the techniques and moves in the entire cave. Even if he had never seen them before, he could still see some clues.

Now all the techniques in Dongtian were handed down by that master, and the essence of using the techniques is the same.

But now, as soon as this strange murderous intention came out, the white-haired old man couldn't see through it at all.

He didn't even see when the opponent concentrated on these moves or when he took action.

Facing something unknown and almost hurting him, the white-haired old man subconsciously condensed the black mist and stepped back at the same time, hoping to put some distance between him and make it easier for him to deal with the attack.

Squeak...

The door opened.

The white-haired old man looked intently.

Zhang Yun was seen glancing furtively towards the sky.

Seeing no one in the sky, Zhang Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Fortunately, no one was hurt. It seems that this thing cannot be used indiscriminately. I have to wait for Brother Si to teach me the key to using it before I use it."

After breathing a sigh of relief in his heart, Zhang Yun looked at the small hole in the door and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Condensing sword intent at will without any rules can have such power.

When Brother Si teaches the key to using the technique, I don't know how much more powerful it will become.

Zhang Yun looked excited and bowed deeply to Qin Yichen's position.

It wasn't to show off to others, but he felt deep down in his heart that he should express his gratitude to "Si".

The white-haired old man in the sky looked at this scene and frowned.

"He just got Si's guidance and he has such terrifying abilities?"

"It seems that these demons from outside the world are more difficult to deal with than I have encountered before, and they are actually able to teach them their skills."

"But it doesn't matter. As long as the master takes over the body, all his secrets belong to the master, and I can get a share of the pie."

Seeing that Zhang Yun had also returned to the house, and there was nothing worthy of nostalgia around him, the white-haired old man rose into the air and flew away into the distance.

After the white-haired old man left, Qin Yichen walked out of the house, jumped into the air, and flew towards the main hall of the God-killing Cult.

Things are really weird today.

Athena, the goddess of wisdom, appeared in the cave and suppressed everyone in the cave, but then retreated on her own initiative. This fact itself is worth pondering.

If Athena really came under the orders of the Lord God Zeus, then after she gained the advantage, she should have pressed forward with her army and completely occupied the entrance to the cave.

No matter how much she contributes in the next battle, even if she stands aside and watches the show, he will still be the one who has made a contribution.

Give up this kind of credit and get out.

There must be something fishy about this.

Although Qin Yichen was not sure what Athena's purpose was, he believed that as long as Athena had a purpose in entering the cave, it would be impossible to leave no trace behind.

The passing geese leave traces.

Therefore, Qin Yichen needs to go to the God-killing Cult Hall and ask what happened.

From the clues, find Athena's true purpose.

A voice suddenly came from my head.

"Lord Light, you are calling me to give me something important?"

Qin Yichen glanced around and thought for a moment.

"You inform Ares, the God of War, to go to the Temple of Athena and ask her if she has a way to enter the cave."

"It would be best to find out her purpose for Dongtian."

"The situation in the cave has changed now, and accidents may happen at any time. Please inform the guardians on the left and right, and gather the elite members of the Light Lord Temple to prepare for the retreat of the God-Slaying Sect."

After giving the instructions, Qin Yichen cut off the contact, and at the end of his sight, Lin Tu came towards him.

Although the distance was still far away, Qin Yichen secretly gathered his skills.

He was not sure whether Lin Tu had seen his true form. As long as Lin Tu dared to take action, he would face his desperate counterattack.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

As long as the God-killing Cult and his goals are the same, there is a possibility of cooperation.

When Lin Tu approached, Qin Yichen took the initiative to speak out.

"Lin Tu, is the young master still okay?"

Lin Tu said with a cold face and a fierce look at Qin Yichen.

"Where have you been these past few days? As a knight appointed by the young master, you don't come to participate in the battle!"

"Do you know that the young master is in danger in this battle?"

"You still have some sense of honor as a knight!"

Qin Yichen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"My strength is not enough. Even if I rush here, I will only be a burden."

"In the past few days, I have been studying at Zhongtian's house and I have gained some insights, especially about alchemy. Now I am confident that I can solve the hidden dangers in my little master."

Qin Yichen originally thought that his words would be enough to make Lin Tu tempted.

Unexpectedly, Lin Tu seemed to have forgotten the benefits of alchemy.

He glared at Qin Yichen, his face no less angry, and his raised hand was even more evidence that he wanted to take action.

He just stared at Qin Yichen for a long time.

"Huh, let's see if you have the ability to save the little master."

"follow me."

When Qin Yichen heard this, he suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

Could it be that something happened to the little master again?

Did the war consume too much energy, causing her hidden dangers to explode in advance, or did the war damage her true nature?

Seeing the God-killing Sect's main hall approaching, Qin Yichen also stopped thinking.

No matter what the situation is, you will know it after seeing it.