Chapter 7448 (1/2)

What he had just heard in the void should have been left by this man, filled with reluctance, resentment and regret.

What kind of thing happened to make such strong people have such changeable emotions that still linger here after death?

Ye Chen came around from the back and saw an empty void behind the throne.

And in the gap between the throne, there was blood ticking out and flowing into the bottomless space. I don't know where it went.

The blood was not crimson, but very pure.

Just one glance can make people panic.

Judging from this scene, the mysterious man on the throne has fallen for more than ten thousand years.

Who the hell is he? Why did you die here? Who can kill him in reincarnation space?

And what was the matter with his last words of resentment.

The sense of familiarity in Ye Chen's heart is becoming stronger and stronger.

The blood dragon standing behind him said, ”master, I know what's wrong. The sense of familiarity from my heart originates from blood!”

Ye Chen's heart moved and immediately came to the side with the blood dragon. When he saw the dripping black blood, the tears in his eyes gushed out, as if they were uncontrollable.

”Yes! It's this blood, which is related to the reincarnation and hemostasis in my body. I can feel its existence and echo extremely strongly!”

The blood dragon stared at the drop after drop of black blood falling into the void.

This time, let Ye Chen have no small confusion.

For him, there was no such blood resonance.

On the contrary, when he saw the sword inserted into the man's heart, ye Chen became familiar for a while.

The sword is rusty. It looks neither heavy nor sharp. It is no different from an ordinary iron sword.

But it was this sword that killed all the vitality of the man on the throne.

Ye Chen roughly judged that the man was at least the strength of Tianjun level before his death. Even if he was pierced by an iron sword, even if he had only the last drop of blood left, he could be reborn and stand in Nirvana.

For thousands of years, it was this sword that nailed the man's body and soul, so that he could only die gradually in pain and suffering.

The same is true when the blood turns black, because the noumenon has lost its vitality.

At this time, the voice of Huang Lao came.

”Boy, this flesh on the throne may be called invincible before death.”

Ye Chen knew that Huang Lao was well-informed and surprised to hear this, so she couldn't help being moved. She asked, ”elder Huang, what do you mean by this?”