Chapter 510: A Powerful Human Who Fell Ten Thousand Years Ago

"It's somewhat interesting to be able to discover the original body's method."

The young Taoist looked indifferently at the trace of evil thoughts remaining on the green-blooded severed arm in his hand, and there was a trace of ripples and strangeness in Gujing Wubo's eyes.

I thought it was a simple task, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened.

In this civil war in Donghua, the Jiang family has been completely defeated. Lin Xiao, who was hidden by the Jiang family, naturally became a bereaved dog again.

Before, the reason why I didn't take action was mainly because I was busy cleaning up the Jiang family and accepting the Jiang family's inheritance.

Plus I want to see if I can still bring out the existence of some dark places.

And now that the Jiang family has been almost wiped out, it is natural that they also have to deal with Lin Xiao, who is said to be an invincible Xiao Qiang.

This guy has been around for so long, and the value of his profits has been squeezed out. It's time to deal with it.

Originally, Chen Beiyuan planned to take action in person, but due to the fact that he was busy now and needed to have an in-depth exchange with Empress Jiang on what the "way of kings and ministers", "the way of emperors" and "..." were, naturally he was unable to take action.

And Shanshi Xuanbu stayed in the corner of the Chen family's backyard, responsible for protecting the safety of the Chen family's female family members and children, and he didn't have time.

In the end, the task of capturing Lin Xiao, the son of fate, naturally fell on the young Taoist.

In terms of combat power alone, the evil corpse is higher than the good corpse. With [Tiangang Thirty-six Methods - Fragments], he is the existence closest to the original body in terms of overall strength.

When the main body entered the demigod state, the evil corpses that the young Taoist killed off as a demigod naturally also reached the demigod state.

In terms of combat power alone, he is definitely one of the strongest people in this world.

However, when the young Taoist arrived, all he saw was Lin Xiao's severed hand.

But Lin Xiao himself disappeared without a trace.

"The only person who can capture Lin Xiao directly without being aware of the body's perception is that mysterious one in the entire Donghua Palace..."

With a thought from the young Taoist, a trace of demonic thought emerged from the severed arm and merged directly into the palm of his hand.

Uh-huh!

And when he looked up, a huge, gorgeous, and heavy Fengluan Palace suddenly appeared in the empty space in front of him...

The huge palace door facing him opened towards him, revealing a dark passage...

It's like an invisible invitation...

....

Wuji Hall, the sleeping palace.

Chen Beiyuan, who was riding with the emperor, suddenly made a move, and his eyes glowed with a dark and deep black light.

"I gave you a chance before, but you didn't come out. Now that the Jiang family has been taken care of, you came out."

"Then let's borrow the evil corpse's hand to see who you really are."

Uh-huh!

The intact bronze mask lying quietly in the corner of the system space suddenly disappeared.

After taking a complete plan, Chen Beiyuan slowly came back to his senses and was ready to continue working...

The emperor was confused and looked up. Just as he was about to speak, he was pressed down by his hand and bowed his head.

....

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The young Taoist walked slowly into Fengluan Hall and heard a rough sound of chopping bones coming from the deepest part. On his stern face, he frowned and smelled a strong smell of blood.

Uh-huh!

At this moment, something suddenly appeared in his sleeves.

Bang!

He strode forward and pushed open the palace. What came into view was a vague and mysterious white shadow holding a rough butcher's knife in his hand and swung it down repeatedly.

In front of it is a corpse whose limbs have been chopped off alive, and the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are dug out. The flesh and blood are blurred, and it is almost ready to be chopped into minced meat and ribs...

A head was forcibly cut off, and the dead head was casually thrown aside...

It turned out to be Lin Xiao, the son of Luck.

"died..."

The young Taoist's cold eyes first paused for a moment at the mysterious white figure waving the butcher knife and the human head on the ground, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The mysterious white figure seemed not to notice it, and kept waving the butcher knife in its hand, slashing at the corpses on the ground...

"Giggle, don't worry, the demon outside the territory will not die so easily."

At this time, an extremely charming silver bell sounded.

He saw a figure of a plump mature woman lying on her side on the golden phoenix bed, wearing a bright and eye-catching phoenix robe, with snow-white skin, enchanting and noble, looking at him lazily.

Her appearance is somewhat similar to Empress Jiang, but she is more charming and delicate, like a ripe and coveted fruit.

She turned out to be Jiang Huang's mother and Jiang Yunhua's grandmother.

Empress Dowager Jiang of the Donghua Empire.

"I thought I could see my true form, but what I didn't expect was just an evil corpse..."

But the next moment, the words from the young Taoist's mouth made her lazy and charming face stiffen slightly.

"Are you the ghost hiding in the palace?!"

"Interesting. It seems that you do know a lot of things. It seems that I have underestimated you. You are worthy of being the "son of luck" selected for this catastrophe of ten thousand years."

"Compared to this low-quality counterfeit, it's really not even a bit better."

"In terms of strength and character, the traitor back then can't compare to you."

The smile on "Queen Mother Jiang's" face slowly relaxed after a brief stiffness, and then she slowly sat up, her expression becoming serious.

"Since I was defeated and fell in the last great catastrophe of ten thousand years, only a trace of my soul remains. It is not wrong to say that I am a ghost."

"If I hadn't sensed that a new son of luck was born in our human race some time ago, and the luck of the human race in this world had increased, I would have barely awakened my mind. I am afraid I don't know when I would have fallen asleep again..."

The real "son of luck"...

The inferior "fake"

The "traitor" of that year...

The great catastrophe of ten thousand years fell...

The young Taoist's eyes flashed, and he instantly caught the key point. His expression changed slightly, and his mind suddenly appeared the strange whisper that suddenly appeared when he became an emperor.

[Ten thousand years... catastrophe... targeting... conspiracy... betrayal... human race... miserable defeat...]

[Be careful... betrayer...]

Instantly, several incredible possibilities quickly emerged in his mind like lightning, and at the same time overturned all previous speculations and blurted them out.

"Are you a strong man from the human race ten thousand years ago?!"

"The last son of destiny of the human race was Jiang Daohuang, the ancestor of the Jiang family!!!"

....

Boom!

A violent thunderclap suddenly appeared in the sky, as if some taboo was touched.

Wuji Palace, the bedroom.

Chen Beiyuan instantly felt that his destiny and fate began to become strangely agitated. He raised his head suddenly, and there were strands of mysterious silver light flashing in his eyes...

At this moment, he seemed to see the secret hidden in the long river of history...

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