Emperor of Death

Chapter 1617 Inheritance
"It's a pity that a piece of rough jade actually cultivates those miscellaneous things. If you concentrate on practicing swords, your future achievements will be limitless." The sword slave appeared in the sky and looked at Ye Chen with resentment.

Mr. Jian appeared and turned into a sword in the air in front of Yechen, his tone was much calmer, and he said lightly: "The relationship between you and me as a teacher and apprentice is over, if you still want to get inheritance from me, don't think about it. "

As for Yu Qingyang who came with Yechen, he was ignored by the two of them a long time ago.It is impossible for a person who has no heart for the human race to obtain their true inheritance.

Yechen laughed, looked at the two with a very bright smile, and said with a smile: "I'm here, just to see you, and I'll bring you a new friend along the way!"

After Yechen finished speaking, he stepped aside, pointed at Yu Qingyang beside him with his palm, and said with a smile, "Take a look, what's the difference?"

"Corpse clan?" The two were obviously very dissatisfied, Jian Nu's old face even sneered, and said, "It's just turned into a corpse, it's no different!"

Mr. Jian watched quietly. Although he didn't say a word, it was equivalent to indirectly expressing his attitude.

The corpse race will always be the enemy of the human race, and there has never been another in history.

Yechen smiled, and said softly: "Didn't you say that last time? As long as he is completely loyal to the human race, you can accept him as a disciple."

Jian Nu sneered and said, "The corpse race is treacherous and has no friendship, so how can they be loyal to the human race?"

Yechen said lightly: "I can guarantee it!"

"How to guarantee?" Jian Nu asked with a sneer.

Yechen said: "What do you want me to do to believe it!"

Jian Nu said: "We can't trust the corpse clan."

"Here, you're playing a rascal!" Ye Chen sighed, and then said to Qing Yang, "I swear to the sky, all the gods in the sky will be our enemies from now on, especially the god of the underworld."

Yu Qingyang said: "I swear to the sky, Yu Qingyang, from now on all the gods in the sky will be our enemies, especially the god of the underworld."

Jian Nu said in a deep voice: "You really dare to swear!"

Oaths are very important, especially for believers, if they swear to the main god they believe in, they will be inspired by the main god, but for the main god, this is completely blasphemy.

This oath is tantamount to breaking Yu Qingyang's way of believing in the god of the underworld.

And if a corpse clan does not believe in the god of the underworld, it is impossible to cultivate other powers.His highest achievement can only reach Emperor Wu.

"However, if you want to obtain this supreme inheritance with just a few vows, you think our inheritance is too cheap." Jian Nu sneered.

Yechen said lightly: "Okay, don't pretend, I haven't forgotten, you know what we were thinking when we first entered your black tower. Is Yu Qingyang really loyal to me? Don't you know? Does your mind reading skills not work now?"

At this moment, the sword slave put away his sneer, fixed his eyes on Ye Chen and said, "Boy, what did you do to him?"

"This is my secret!" Ye Chen said calmly, and felt a little relieved. Now it seems that Jian Nu and others can know their general thoughts, and it's not as magical as mind reading. Otherwise, they would have Learned the power of his own contract.

Mr. Jian finally spoke out, and said calmly: "It's hard to imagine that you can turn a corpse into a loyal servant. You have violated a taboo. You will become the worst enemy of the god of the underworld."

Ye Chen smiled indifferently and said, "I've never been picky about food. All the gods are my enemies. I will destroy anyone who harms the human race. There are too few ghost gods."

The servant said coldly: "Boy, when you know the power of those main gods, you won't say that."

"Oh, that means you don't understand me yet, and you haven't mastered your mind reading skills yet!" Ye Chen laughed.

In the dark days back then, I was just the son of a slave under the rule of a foreign race, not to mention those Martial Emperors, even an ordinary Martial King could easily kill him.

At that time, Emperor Wu was as invincible as God, and Ye Chen himself felt that it was impossible for him to resist successfully, and he believed 100% that people like himself would be killed.

However, Yechen uttered a roar in front of the Martial God Stele without hesitation, which opened the prelude to the resistance against the alien race.

At that time, Yechen's comrades were all weak and pitiful.

But now, Yechen knows that there are still many colleagues in the starry sky battlefield who are resisting the alien race, and there are still many heroes of the human race who block the attack of the alien race, at least countless times better than the original self.

This is enough.

The servant continued to sneer and said, "Boy, if Yu Qingyang got the inheritance, I'm afraid it will be stolen by you. You're so wicked, do you think the old man can't see it?"

Regarding this point, Yechen refused to admit it, and said with a smile: "How could I do such a shameless thing. I promise not! In addition, in order to prevent others from disturbing you, I have arranged for people to guard the outside world for a long time. No one can get close, and it is all thanks to you that I successfully broke through, from now on, the outside world will be ruled by me, and the believers of the gods will finally be free."

"You?" Sword Slave said angrily, "Are you threatening us?"

Guarding the entrance, Yechen didn't let anyone in, which means they only had one choice for Yu Qingyang.

Yechen was telling them, either choose Yu Qingyang, or guard this empty tower forever.

Yechen smiled and said, "Yu Qingyang is very suitable, isn't it?"

Mr. Jian said indifferently: "It's hard to believe that the corpse clan has completely inherited the talents of the previous life, and, moreover, they haven't cultivated the power of death yet."

The sword slave said coldly: "But the corpse clan is a corpse clan after all. The stronger he is, the power of death will be derived from him. No one can change this. His power is destined not to be pure."

Ye Chen said indifferently: "If you haven't tried it, how do you know? Could it be that the power of the sword you cultivated can't crush the power of death? Perhaps, you may cultivate a genius who defies the sky, like Yu Qingyang. Wait for the genius, it is very likely that it will not appear again."

Yu Qingyang is a peerless genius who practiced swordsmanship, surpassing Yechen. On this point, Jiannu and Mr. Jian have already reached a conclusion.

If it weren't for Yu Qingyang's disapproval of the human race before, there would be nothing wrong with Yechen, and even Yechen might not be able to emerge from the black tower alive.

Now the sword slave and Mr. Jian are entangled in the identity of the corpse clan.

Mr. Jian opened his mouth and said calmly: "Maybe, you can try it. If it doesn't work, destroy it. I would rather cut off the inheritance than dirty it."

"Try?" Jian Nu murmured, finally compromised, and then looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen said: "Then try it. If it really can't be cultivated, then it will be ruined."

In order to obtain this inheritance, Yechen is also willing to gamble, the left and right are just Yu Qingyang's corpse, if he wins the bet, he may gain an inheritance comparable to spiritual scriptures.

And this inheritance can also be integrated into the existing power.

(End of this chapter)