Chapter: 8367

Ning Qi asked.

"Listen patiently, my injury is not from this coffin."

Emperor Xingchen smiled: "After I didn't realize the danger, I approached this coffin. On the coffin lid, I saw some words..."

"What text?"

Emperor Xingchen suddenly said: "Why, I can't live?"

"Master, what are you talking about?"

Ning Qi frowned slightly. "This sentence was left on the coffin at that time. I thought about it and couldn't figure out what it meant. Could it be that the ghost in the coffin left these words on it because he wanted to live so much? From these words, I can conclude

, the person who left the words must be from the Shenluo Realm, most likely the original god kings! "

Emperor Xingchen seemed to be remembering something, and after a pause, he said: "The coffin I first encountered, the person lying in it, may also be a god king, a dead god king. Or, never live

God King! "

never lived?

The doubts in Ning Qi's heart became deeper and deeper. He was not sure whether the Xingchen Emperor in front of him was affected by some kind of existence, and how reliable the words he said were. "I continued walking, and came across many different coffins, and even saw a dragon corpse, which exuded a faint silver light, lifelike, as if it was still alive, but I can be sure that it is dead , completely dead

, even though I sat on it for a while, it never lived. During that time, I talked to it a lot. "

Emperor Xingchen smiled, "You also know that if you stay alone all the time, or in that kind of dark void, no one communicates with you, people may go crazy, even the emperor is no exception."

A dragon corpse exuding a faint silver light...

Ning Qi suddenly felt a little creepy.

"During this process, I didn't gain nothing. I gained some secrets, which can be called secrets for the time being. Beixuan, do you feel that you have never lived?"

Emperor Xingchen looked at Ning Qi, his face became a little serious.

"Never lived? I'm living a good life now, how can I feel this way?"

Ning Qi frowned.

"Yes, I think so too, so the secrets I got should be fake."

Emperor Xingchen nodded.

"Pavilion Master, who hurt you, is it a black arm?"

Ning Qi asked.

"Have you seen it?"

Emperor Xingchen was slightly taken aback.

Ning Qi briefly explained what happened at the bone burial site in a deep voice.

Emperor Xingchen suddenly fell into silence.

After a while, he slowly opened his mouth: "The one who hurt me may not be the same one you saw, but they may be of the same kind."

"Could it be that there is a certain race living in the void? This race is very powerful? Is there a god king?"