Chapter 3268 I Am the Soul without Trace

Qin Chen stepped forward, grabbed the old man by the collar, and shouted, "I ask you, Jiang Taiwei, where is it?"

"Who are you?" The old man didn't care about Qin Chen being so rude to him, but kept asking, "Who are you? Who are you?"

Qin Chen said coldly: "Who taught you the puppet art?"

The old man froze.

Looking at Qin Chen again, his eyes were shocked.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

That gentleman, who is so glamorous and unrivaled in the fairy world, can never be the young man in front of him who is only in the real fairyland!

Tens of thousands of years have passed...

impossible!

Qin Chen went on to say: "The copper coffin locks the corpse and accumulates corpse energy. This is the most evil puppet technique among the puppet arts!"

"Turn the undead fighters into puppets, seal them, and let them suffer from human beings, corpses, and puppets!"

"This is the most evil method. Didn't the person who taught it to you back then also said it?"

Speaking of the copper coffin, the old man suddenly trembled even more, and said in a low voice, "He...damn it!"

"Jiang Yuncong, damn it!"

"It's not enough for him to die a million times!"

"He deserves it!"

The old man was like a madman at this time, shouting loudly.

"Damn him, what about you!" Qin Chen prodded again: "Why are you still alive? Where's Jiang Taiwei?"

"Taiwei...Taiwei...she's dead..."

Hearing Qin Chen's words, the old man responded slumpedly, and fell to the ground with a thud, with tears streaming down his face, sobbing and whimpering unceasingly.

"She's dead, she's dead... woo woo..."

The old man who looked relatively normal just now was crying badly, completely like an old madman, with tears and snot mixed on his long eyebrows and beard.

But the old man just sat on the ground, howling, crying, and cursing.

Qin Chen's whole body stood in place, and for a moment, it seemed like a lifetime away.

For a long time, in the hall, there was only the cries of the old man.

The nine Bei Mingxu, Jiang Zhengtian, and Yi Wenwu dare not speak at this moment, and even the nine feel that standing here is superfluous!

There is also a sense of absurdity, born from the minds of the nine people.

who are we?

where are we

What are we doing?

The nine people dare not breathe among each other.

After a long time, Qin Chen sat on the ground slumped.

At this time, he also felt empty in his heart.

In his life, he has encountered too many regrets.

Qin Xinxin's regret, Li Yifeng's regret, Ling Shu and Li Qingxuan's regret...

Every time, facing the passing and changing of these people, Qin Chen told himself that he had seen too much and should have become numb.

But every time, I can't calm down.

This feeling is too painful!

The ninth generation is only 90,000 years, and 90,000 years are very short compared to the millions of years he grew up in the past.

But those people and those things in the past 90,000 years are always engraved in his mind.

died……

In Qin Chen's mind, only these two words echoed.

He felt someone shouting.

"Brother Qin...Brother Qin...Are you okay..."

Qin Chen felt very tired and bored, and didn't want to say or do anything.

No matter how much life and death he has seen, he still cannot let go of his feelings.

"who are you?"

The old man stopped crying at this moment and looked at Qin Chen.

He didn't know why Qin Chen recognized him.

Qin Chen didn't know how long it took before he came to his senses, stared blankly at the old man, and said slowly, "Take me to see Taiwei..."

When the old man heard this, his body trembled.

His eyes looked at Bei Mingju, Jiang Zhengtian and the other nine.

The old man stood up slowly, wiped his face, leaned on crutches, and staggered out step by step.

Qin Chen also stood up and followed the old man dully.

As soon as the nine Beiming people stepped out, the old man's voice sounded, "On the stone pillars in this hall, there are engraved immortal arts accumulated by the Jiang clan for hundreds of thousands of years. If the nine of you are talented, you will be able to find suitable ones." My own, this place is also surrounded by immortal energy, enough for you to practice!"

The nine figures stopped one after another.

This means, don't let them follow!

"Remember!"

The old man turned around and said indifferently: "Don't touch the copper coffin, otherwise, you will all die!"

As soon as these words came out, the nine people hurriedly retreated ten feet away from the copper coffin.

When the figures of the old man and Qin Chen disappeared into a passage behind the main hall, the nine of them gasped for breath.

"Ma De, I'm scared to pee!"

Only then did Liu Lang dare to speak, and said, "What's going on here?"

Bei Mingxue said slowly: "If the old man is really Jiang Taibai, then this is the cemetery of the Jiang family. This place is most likely built by the old man."

"But, Brother Qin... seems to be old acquaintances with Jiang Taiwei and Jiang Taibai..."

"Isn't this nonsense?" Yi Wenwu couldn't help saying: "Jiang Taiwei became famous in Dari Immortal Continent more than 40,000 years ago, and Brother Qin just ascended to the ascension..."

It has been more than 30,000 years for Qin Chen to go to the fairyland in this life. In the Wanqian Continent, the next three days, the middle three days, especially the middle three days, because of Xie Qing's appearance, Qin Chen stayed for 10,000 years and was unable to ascend. .

It is indeed 40,000 years since the ninth generation.

"Maybe Brother Qin is not telling the truth..." Jiang Zhengtian analyzed: "If he is an Ascendant, how could he have such a thorough understanding of Immortal Formation, Immortal Pill, Immortal Art, etc.? This is definitely not something that Ascendants from the Lower Realm can do!"

Several people only felt that Jiang Zhengtian's analysis made sense.

"Brother Qin is really a mysterious man!" Duan Qing exclaimed.

"Duan Qing, you don't like Brother Qin, do you?" Bei Mingzi asked.

"Fuck off, I think your sister likes Brother Qin more or less."

As soon as these words came out, Bei Mingxue did not refute.

Bei Mingju immediately screamed: "Sister, don't make mistakes, Brother Qin is such a monster, you are not worthy!"

"Bei Mingzi, you are courting death!"

The nine people are waiting quietly in the hall.

And the other side.

Along the dark passage, the old man led the way, and Qin Chen followed.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" the old man said suddenly.

Qin Chen said, "Why did you kill me?"

The old man continued: "You know that I am Jiang Taibai!"

Qin Chen said slowly: "Then do you know who I am?"

The old man said nothing.

"I am Soul Wuhen!"

Qin Chen murmured.

As soon as these words came out, the old man's body trembled suddenly, but then he smiled and said: "Do you know who Hun Wuhen is?"

"Hun Wuhen from the past was extremely talented and unfathomable in strength, and the supreme soul Wu Tianzun in the fairy world is Hun Wuhen. Are you him?"

The old man smiled and said: "I am Jiang Taibai, it is true, and now I am dying, with half a foot in the coffin, and I did prepare a coffin for myself, but... I am not confused yet!"

"You should believe it!"

Qin Chen said indifferently: "I passed on the puppet art of banning corpses to you!"

"I also told you before, don't use it, it's an extremely vicious method!"