super magic

Chapter 762 Yuan Xingchen

A place of chaos.

An ancient ruin, full of corpses, the largest of which is a head, like a barren planet, surrounded by scarlet blood.

On top of this head, sits a figure, tall and majestic, a terrifying coercion emanates from his body, shaking the void.

"Heavenly Lord of Death, have you not comprehended the way of transcendence since you left the ghost clan?" An indifferent voice sounded in this lonely world.

The towering and terrifying figure slowly opened his eyes.

"who are you?"

hum...

The mysterious light converged, and a figure stepped out and landed on the huge skull.

"Humans!?" The Lord of Death said coldly.

"My name is Yuan Xingchen." The visitor chuckled, his eyes glowed like a hidden world, and his body was as unfathomable as a black hole.

"I know you, the unrivaled genius of the earth's lineage, has suddenly emerged in just a few decades, and sits on the throne of Tianjun." Death Tianjun showed a solemn expression.

He didn't despise Yuan Xingchen because he was young.

On the contrary, it took more than ten years to become a Heavenly Sovereign. This kind of aptitude is rare in ancient times. This kind of luck is amazing, and this kind of strength is the best in the starry sky.

"Heavenly Lord of Death, you have existed for an extremely old age, even in the same generation as Yan Luo and Luanzhuan. It is a pity that the luck of the ghost clan does not favor you, so for so many years, you have been able to stick to the position of Heavenly Lord. You can't comprehend the extraordinary." Yuan Xingchen said lightly.

Hearing this, the Lord of Death's expression turned cold.

Indeed, he was born in the Rakshasa sea of ​​blood of the ghost clan, and belonged to the same generation as the seven ghost kings.

However, the luck of the ghost clan was all blessed by the seven ghost kings back then, so he had no chance to become the eighth ghost king.

But there is no doubt that the Death Lord is definitely one of the oldest gods.

"Human, what do you want to say?" Death Lord said in a deep voice.

"I can help you get involved in the extraordinary realm." Yuan Xingchen said lightly.

"You?" Death Tianjun sneered: "Even a superpower would not dare to say such a thing. For the last step, I can only rely on myself. What are you?"

In the eyes of Death Tianjun, Yuan Xingchen is at most on the same level as him, and even inferior to him in terms of background, and he actually claims to help him comprehend the transcendent realm, which is simply incomprehensible.

Yuan Xingchen was not annoyed either, he smiled and said, "Of course I can't do it with my current strength, but I know that a great opportunity can help you spy on the big one."

"What kind of chance?" The Lord of Death sneered, not believing it.

"Ancient altar!"

"What? Do you know the whereabouts of the ancient altar?"

Death Tianjun suddenly changed his face, every ancient altar was extremely precious, even Chaofan would be jealous, if the other party really knew, how could he share it with him?
"This ancient altar has not yet been born, and Chaofan can't make a move. In the chaos, only Tianjun is qualified to fight." Yuan Xingchen said lightly.

"If you have such a chance, will you tell me?" Death Lord asked suspiciously.

Yuan Xingchen smiled slightly and shook his head: "I don't need such power."

Death Tianjun was stunned, and the suspicion in his eyes became more and more intense.

Even the extraordinary and strong would not dare to say such a thing.

"Death Lord, don't judge me with your knowledge and common sense." Yuan Xingchen restrained his smile and showed a cold look.

"My existence is beyond your comprehension."

hum...

Floating in the void, a little bit of starlight converged, and a figure evolved.

"This is..." Death Tianjun frowned.

In front of him is a corpse, although it is dead, but in the fate, there is still a glimmer of life, returning to nothingness, hiding good fortune.

"what is this?"

"There is no free lunch in the world. If you want clues to the ancient altar, you need to use the death furnace to recast his body." Yuan Xingchen said lightly.

Death Tianjun's face changed slightly: "He is already a dead man, why waste the power of my furnace?"

Yuan Xingchen shook his head: "He didn't really die. In fact, he will never die. When the body is recast, the soul will return."

"Okay, I promise you." The Lord of Death hesitated for a while, and said decisively.

rumbling...

Among the endless ruins, the void split open, and a dark furnace emerged, containing countless corpses, blood flowing into the sky, like a cemetery.

Death Tianjun flicked his fingers, and the corpse flew in.

hum...

The death furnace was running, and the endless corpses were all destroyed, and the black blood donation watered the corpse.

The sky thunders across the sky, and the karmic fire strikes...

A moment later, the furnace of death vibrated, black blood gradually evaporated, and a figure came out. His breath was chaotic and heavy, and thousands of emotions gathered in him. In front of him, all living beings will become merit.

Strong as Death Tianjun couldn't help frowning.

"Qi Xuanzong, congratulations, you have been resurrected again." Yuan Xingchen smiled slightly.

"Qin Yu, next time we meet, I will definitely kill you."

Qi Xuanzong clenched his black hands tightly, and there were terrifying fluctuations from his body. Compared with before, he went further and became more and more unfathomable.

"Heavenly Lord of Death, he can be your helper to win the ancient altar." Yuan Xingchen said lightly.

Death Tianjun frowned slightly, but did not speak.

Qi Xuanzong's strength is not weak, the most important thing is that he still has Yuan Xingchen.

Although these two are little guys, they are extremely powerful, and it is extremely risky to cooperate with them.

However, facing the ancient altar, he couldn't refuse at all.

"I wish you a happy cooperation." Yuan Xingchen raised his hand, and a stream of light flew out and landed in Qi Xuanzong's hand. At the same time, he stepped forward and disappeared.

……

A place of chaos, a floating palace.

Yuan Xingchen came from the void and landed on it.

"Qi Xuanzong is resurrected again?" A voice came from the side.

Yuan Xingchen looked sideways, and said calmly: "Qin Fantian, you are really lucky, you escaped before the Longevity Realm was closed."

"Then I would like to thank the person behind you for tipping off." Qin Fantian said with a smile.

Yuan Xingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "What are you doing here?"

"I want to meet Lord Lin!"

hum...

Yuan Xingchen's murderous intent flourished, and terrifying power poured out of his body.

Qin Fantian didn't realize it, and chuckled lightly: "It doesn't need to be like this. Without that man, I'm afraid it would be difficult for you to reach your current level."

Yuan Xingchen restrained his expression, and said lightly: "I don't know where he is."

"I don't know?" Qin Fantian flicked his fingers: "Qi Xuanzong, Chu Beiming and you are all his avatars, how can you not know where he is?"

rumbling...

The entire palace shook violently, and the terrifying power broke through the void.

The stars around Yuan Xingchen shattered, like a frightened demon god.

"How did you know?"

"Don't forget, I am a member of the Qin clan, the blood of the Emperor Changsheng." Qin Fantian said.

Yuan Xingchen's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "You are right, we are all his clones."

"It's just that there is a problem with him, which caused our three clones to have self-awareness and are no longer under his control."

"Same as Qin Yu, he has also practiced the technique of splitting bodies. Dao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things." Qin Fantian said lightly.

"You think there is a problem with his cultivation, but you don't know that he may have escaped from the three and comprehended a higher realm."

"So he abandoned you."

Yuan Xingchen sneered: "Zhi Xin Zhiyan, you have never seen him, and you don't know how he exists."

(End of this chapter)