The Strongest God Emperor of the Great Antiquity

That's why I have to ask who this black god general is, whether it is a demon or a demon.

Those who can't be beaten, if they can not fight, naturally it is better not to fight.

"This warrior is... but... ah ah... I'm going to kill you damn kid!"

The black god was still answering Zhong Chen's question at first, but when he answered who he was, his expression suddenly changed.

Well, the big change in his face was guessed by Zhong Chen himself. Like a black god general, whose complexion is darker than that of black people, he couldn't see any change in his face. No matter how he changed, it would still be a piece of black charcoal.

Then, the black general continued to attack Zhong Chen.

During the continued confrontation, Zhong Chen found that the black god general had a new change. Black blood began to flow out of the black god general's body, like pus.

As if something was burning, Zhong Chen even felt that the black god would continue like this, and at some point it would suddenly explode.

"It's starting to smell like carrion 々〃."

When Zhong Chen was fighting with the black god general, he had begun to notice that he did not have direct physical contact with the black god general.

"Ahhhh!"

The black god general began to scream again. This time, the scream was not caused by Zhong Chen, but the body of the black god general, which had begun to melt like a candle.

The black god general lowered his head and glanced at his body, his eyes filled with disbelief and a dumbfounded look.

He didn't understand how he became like this, he clearly felt that he was full of power, but the more power he used, the more parts of his body melted, and the faster it melted.

Moreover, the smell of carrion emanating from the melted parts became stronger and stronger.

In the end, Zhong Chen stopped fighting this black god.

What's up with this?

The black god will continue like this, and he doesn't have to do it himself at all, he will die naturally, and why waste his energy.

What should I do if I get contaminated by the black god general, it's not worth the loss.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The black god general was very unwilling, and Zhong Chen didn't fight him, so he chased Zhong Chen all the way to fight.

Facing the pursuit of the black generals, Zhong Chen did not have the slightest desire to fight, but was passively defensive, as long as the black generals melted completely.

"I am... I am... I remember, I am a living dead!"

The black gods attacked Zhong Chen violently, and suddenly stopped the rhythm of the attack, and said such a sentence with a foolish expression.

"Forty thousand years have passed!"

The black god general raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, then laughed loudly: "I have lived for four thousand years."

"It's you, it's you who woke me up!"

The black god will point at Zhong Chen with one hand, "Boy, I don't know whether to thank you or hate you."

"You woke me up, but you sent me down the road of death."

The black god looked at the body that had accelerated to melt, no longer the puzzled look on his face, nor the crazy emotion in his eyes.

Zhong Chen quietly looked at the black general from the side, not approaching him or paying any attention to the black general.

As soon as he heard the words of the black god general, Zhong Chen felt his head jump. This black god general lived for four thousand years. Who knows which old antique it is.

"What is my name?"

The black god general didn't care whether Zhong Chen took care of him or not, he was almost talking to himself, and his brows were deeply wrinkled.

"My name is Bronze... Bronze Candle!"

The black god general seemed to suddenly remember something, looked down at the melted part of his body, and remained silent for a while.

"I am a successful practitioner of Bronze Candle. Since then, I have been a successor in my practice. I have soared on the road of Taoism, and I have become the first disciple of the master to sit down."

The black god will sit cross-legged on the ground. The bronze lights in the square are usually extinguished now.

"... These are my fellow Daoists. Now four thousand years have passed, and they have died and disappeared, and some of them have not even entered the path of cultivation."

The black nerve muttered to himself, turning his head to look around.

"The Bronze Lamp Hall is still there? Where is the Master? Where has the Master gone? Why can't I remember anything, why am I falling asleep? Why did I become a living dead?"

One question after another, he ended up in that frenzy.

Moreover, when the black god asked these questions, his eyes were still fixed on Zhong Chen.

Facing the black god general staring at his eyes, Zhong Chen felt very speechless, how did I know about your problems, I just came here, okay?

"Four thousand years! How come four thousand years have passed?"

The black god shouted to the sky, and then stood up again. Instead of attacking Zhong Chen, he turned and walked towards the hall behind him.

The plaque above the main hall was gone early, and Zhong Chen also followed behind him. The black god general said just now that this hall was called the Bronze Lamp Hall.

If the words he said were not random words, then this black god would still be a bronze candle well-trained.

That a candle can actually cultivate to this level, Zhong Chen feels very amazing, he is simply talented.

The black god will come to the door of the main hall, melting more than half of his hands to push the door of the bronze lamp hall.