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?"

"Hehe, this man was blocked by the sword and knew he couldn't escape, but the remaining strength of the flesh still supported him for a long time. You see, the taboo power on his face hasn't been removed. That's a layer of defense automatically solidified by the flesh."

"As a living emperor, he may not want to be seen as miserable after his death."

After Huang Lao's explanation, ye Chen found that it was true.

"Boy, if you want to become stronger, you can find a way to take out this flesh body and transfer all the reincarnation blood in your body to it. You can break through it immediately and become the king of heaven!"

Huang Lao gave another suggestion.

Ye Chen shook his head when he heard the speech.

Even if it is true in theory, he doesn't have to choose to encourage others for this small temporary strength.

In the process of re integration, I don't know what accidents will happen. After all, the blood of reincarnation is extremely powerful, and not every body can bear it.

The natural reincarnation divine body came into being, adhering to the will to surpass the way of heaven, and the upper limit of the future is immeasurable.

Ye Chen is certainly not so short-sighted.

However, Huang Lao is just joking. He also knows that ye Chen's physical body is strong and will never be replaced easily.

Ye Chen sighed.

If we can take out this body, create a human adjective, and then put some spirits in the reincarnation cemetery, I'm afraid we will break through the extremely powerful realm immediately.

Of course, many auxiliary means are needed, such as elixir, spirit grass and treasure ware.

"I know you're not so easy to deceive, ha ha. If I had a chance, I would also like to integrate into this flesh body, but now I see that this flesh body carries a lot of resentment. If you forcibly integrate it, it will only be backfired. At that time, the gain will not be worth the loss!"

The old man laughed.

Ye Chen became solemn about this.

No matter who the strong man on the throne is, what he did in his life is right or wrong.

Just the arrogance and fortitude in the face of death is enough to make people respect.

From ancient times to now, even if the real strong die, they die standing. They never bend their knees and seek perfection.

"Even if this body is well integrated, I won't take it as my own! This person should be a hero without God. Even if he is dead, he doesn't want to curl up. It can be seen that his will is strong and can't be compared with ordinary people!"

The strong are respected in the world of heaven. Even if they die, people will only respect the real strong!

The blood dragon on one side also nodded in awe.

Between the real strong, there are points of empathy.

"Hehe, the world of martial arts is like this. You can be strong. You have high mountains! Only by constantly urging and honing yourself can you save your life."

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