In an ancient palace, the walls around it are inlaid with night pearls, and the solemn and solemn construction is simply amazing.

Qianxi stood in front of the palace, looking at the ancient and solemn palace, before he could walk in, he felt a heavy pressure coming towards him.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and a sarcastic smile appeared. He looked at the palace gate and said softly, "It's been a thousand years, you're just a trace of remnant soul. What can you do if you stay for so long?

No matter what, at least I am your descendant, and I also have the same blood as you on my body. Qianye has long died. Do you really have to wait for him to come back?

Have you forgotten that my grandfather used the Void Art to inquire. In the Three Thousand Worlds, Qian Ye's breath is gone, which means he is no longer in this world.

The inheritance you keep cannot be given to your descendants. We should always give it to those who are related by blood, right?"

"Haha~ He is here, I believe he will come back. Don't think I don't know if you are thinking about whether my son's is still alive. I know better than any of you." A majestic voice resounded over this ancient palace.

Immediately afterwards, a faint phantom appeared and stood at the front of the palace.

This phantom is a bit transparent. It is not so much a phantom as a soul, because if you look closely, you can also see the other person's appearance, appearance, and clothes.

I saw a man in his soul state wearing a light golden brocade robe, with a pattern outlined by silver silk thread around the white base. He looked majestic and luxurious, serious and calm.

The man had long golden hair, his eyes were also dark golden, his handsome face was like a knife and an axe-carved face, his pink lips were tightly pursed on Weibo, and his pupils were full of vicissitudes and the baptism of time.

The moment Qian Xi saw the man come out, her pupils shrank slightly, and her heartbeat also accelerated for a few seconds. She pretended to be calm and looked at the man in front of the palace.

There was still a relaxed smile on his face, "Class leader, it's been a long time since I saw you. It's really rare. You came out today.

Tidai, look at you bastard, you are almost too faint to see. I don’t know how long you can last? Can you really last until Qianye comes back?"

Although Qian Xi said lightly, there was a hint of tension in his eyes.

The man who was called the patriarch just glanced at Qian Xi indifferently, and Qian Xi felt much pressure in an instant, and the cold sweat on his forehead oozed out.

Qianxi couldn't help but feel alert. Unexpectedly, this man was still so powerful. Now that there was only one wisp of soul left, he could still make himself feel more stressed.

If it weren't for that incident, I'm afraid this man had already dominated this world, right?

Unfortunately, there is no such thing as a man in this world. Nowadays, there is only a trace of residual soul left. In the near future, he may disappear in this world. Who will remember him then?

"You are not worthy of talking to me." The man in the soul state glanced at Qian Xi with contempt, whether it was when he was still alive in this world or after he died.

There is still no right to talk to him by such a low-level junior. For him, these little grasshoppers are just clowns, which is far inferior to his children.

What Qian Xi hated the most was this man. He was already at the end of his journey, but he still had a high aura. He was really a stinky stone, smelly and hard!

No matter what, he came down today just to confirm something, but now it seems that there has been a result.
Chapter completed!