Chapter 663 Ancient Battlefield

Thinking of this, Qin Chen immediately carried the black slave to the stone platform.

While refining the formation flag, he placed an activation formation on the stone platform again.

"It's a pity that everything is created by the universe, against the odds..."

Just when Qin Chen had just finished setting up the formation flag and was about to leave here, Qin Chen suddenly heard a sigh of vicissitudes in his mind.

"Could it be that senior didn't die?"

Qin Chen turned around again in horror, and said this for the second time, staring at the old man in front of him in horror.

These words suddenly appeared in his mind. In this space, besides this old man, who else would there be?

"Death and immortality, what can I do? There is only one remnant of the old man left, and sooner or later, it will dissipate. It's a pity that the old man's body is against the heavens, and no one inherits, sadness, sadness..."

The old and simple voice resounded in Qin Chen's mind again. This time, Qin Chen understood that it was the old man who spoke.

This person has been dead for thousands of years, and there is still a ray of remnant soul that has not dissipated. What kind of cultivation is this?

Even an ordinary Nine Heavens Martial Emperor does not have such strength.

Could it be that this person is the legendary existence who entered the holy realm?

Qin Chen looked at the old man in front of him in surprise, and hurriedly bowed and said, "Junior is reckless and rammed into Senior's retreat. This junior retires. Junior promises that he will never tell anything about this place."

The voice of the other party could sound directly in his mind, and Qin Chen felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart.

"A place of seclusion? Hehe, in the ancient battle, the old god's soul was broken, and only a skin was left. If there is no soul-fixing treasure on the body, if you keep this remnant of the soul, the old man may have already disappeared and turned into dust, alas. …”

In the voice of the old man, there was endless bleakness and loneliness.

Like an old man who has come to an end, reminiscing about his past.

"The good fortune of the old man has seized the opportunity of heaven and earth to reverse the world and has infinite power. It can be said to be a heaven-defying inheritance. It is a pity that your Excellency does not want to inherit it at all. Is the peerless magic of the old man really going to be completely dissipated in history?"

The old man's voice became weaker and weaker.

"This guy, is he asking himself to worship him as a teacher?"

Qin Chen's face was strange.

I just feel that there is a strong sense of weirdness in it.

For example, how did the black slaves appear here? Why are you fainting here?

Who is this old man? Why does it appear in the palace under the Black Death Swamp, and what connection does it have with Gunandu?

He immediately cupped his hands and said, "Senior, who are you? Why are you here, and what exactly is this place?"

Qin Chen looked at the old man while asking.

"Who am I? Hehe... It's been too long, the old man doesn't know who he is anymore. As for where is this place? This is the battlefield between the human race and the alien race in my Tianwu Continent..."

Qin Chen was shocked, the battlefield between humans and aliens?

Qin Chen also knew from the ancient southern capital that in ancient times, aliens from outside the territory invaded the Tianwu Continent. As a result, they encountered strong resistance from the human race. As a result, the strong human race worked together to drive the alien race out of the Tianwu Continent.

But the history of the mainland was also cut off because of this. It was an extremely dark and turbulent era.

Could it be that this old man, like Gunan, was a strong man who fought against alien races in the past, and finally fell here helplessly?

For a time, Qin Chen felt awe in his heart.

Although he didn't know what the old man's true identity was, according to the information Gu Nandu had said and what the old man said, he could imagine the tragic battle that year.

He has always had great admiration for such a character.

The old voice sighed again: "Seeing that Your Excellency can appear here, my human race should have won the war, but I don't know how long it has been since that war? My best friends, I don't know if there are still survive."

Qin Chen even said respectfully: "Senior, as expected, my human race finally won the ancient battle, 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 alien race, the mainland fell into a dark and turbulent era. There was a long period of time when the mainland fell into chaos and the history was blank, and 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, with bitterness: "Yes, even this remnant of the old man can't hold on anymore. Come to think of it, at least tens of thousands of years have passed."

"Then why did the senior appear here?"

Qin Chen was puzzled again.

This place is very secretive. If the Black Death Swamp is a battlefield in ancient times, it is very similar, but how could this old man appear in such a mysterious palace secret underground?

The old man's entire explanation was very normal, but for some reason, Qin Chen always felt that something was wrong.

"Hehe, are you wondering why the old man appeared here?"

The old man seemed to know what Qin Chen was thinking, and sighed softly: "That battle was extremely tragic, the old man suffered a conspiracy against the alien race, his body was severely injured, and his soul was broken, so he had to escape the battlefield, enter the ground, and open up this space. I wanted to use the magical power of good fortune to heal myself and continue to fight the enemy, but I never thought that the attack of the alien race was too terrifying.

"At that time, the old man knew that he couldn't survive, so he kept his remaining divine soul in the supreme treasure destiny soul bead, trying to escape the catastrophe, and waiting for the old man's best friend to come to the rescue. Unexpectedly, the old man waited for a long time. No one has ever come over, the old man thought the human race was defeated, and now I heard what the little friend said, even if the old man died, he would be satisfied, but it is a pity that the old man is unparalleled in the world..."

The old man continued to sigh.

"Could it be that the seniors can still be rescued?" Qin Chen asked in surprise.

"If the rescue was timely at the time, it would have been possible, whether it was the Resurrection Pill, the Chaos Reshaping Fruit, etc. It is a pity that after so many years, there is only a trace of the old man's remnant soul, except for those who have a fate to teach the old man's whole body. In addition, any medicinal pills and exotic treasures, I am afraid that they cannot be saved."

"What kind of magic is the senior practiced, and what conditions are required? If possible, the junior can find a way to find a successor for the senior."

"What the old man cultivated was the most powerful Divine Soul Dafa at that time. This kind of magic was amazing. Even if he was seriously injured and only a trace of his Divine Soul remained, he could be reborn again, but a cultivator needs to have a strong soul, otherwise he will not be able to withstand Divine Soul Dafa. The strong backlash of your friend, the old man also wanted to test his soul before when your friend strayed here, but the soul of this man was too weak, and it seemed that he had absorbed too much anger from the wronged soul, and he couldn't bear the old man's spiritual method at all, and the old man could only Can do it."