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"Hahahaha, the old man's idea is right, the Netherworld Qi and the Withering Sacrifice Qi can really be fused!"

"It's just that why can't the old man do it?"

The old war slave's eyes flickered, frowning and pondering.

Ye Chen continued to fiddle with the two breaths between his palms, and there were wisps of pride in his eyes.

The old war slave pondered for a moment, and suddenly his heart was shocked, as if he had made up his mind, and a strange divine light lit up in the depths of his pupils!

A resolute intent suddenly welled up between his eyebrows, and his eyes were deeply focused on Ye Chen without blinking.

"Young man, what did you feel when you fused the withering qi just now, can you tell the old man?"

Ye Chen smiled indifferently and nodded leisurely.

"Death, decay, ruin, and extinction...... The breath of all things falling!"

The old war slave's eyes flickered, and his eyebrows flashed with Dao Dao strange light.

"Yes, yes! To have this kind of feeling shows that you have indeed fused with the Qi of Withering Sacrifice!"

He nodded heavily, but after a moment he slowly shook his head again.

Ye Chen was very interesting, staring intently at his reaction, and a puzzled light lit up in his eyes.

"Oh, so I haven't really felt the essence of the withered sacrificial qi? The withered sacrificial qi has been cultivated in the body of the predecessors for so many years, I wonder how the seniors have perceived?"

At this moment, Ye Chen called the other party's senior, and his words revealed incomparable respect and admiration!

Indeed, a martial artist who can cultivate the Qi of Withering Sacrifice is completely worthy of his treatment.

This is a great opportunity, if he hadn't met this old man, he might not have had the opportunity to come into contact with this "withering qi" in his life.

The old war slave smiled proudly and nodded slowly.

"Young man, there is indeed another mystery in the qi of withering sacrifice, it's not just that you feel so much!"

Ye Chen nodded slowly and said: "I just fused the Qi of Withering Sacrifice, and my perception is not deep enough, if the seniors are willing, you might as well say your feelings, and the juniors are willing to listen!"

Ye Chen showed an extremely humble attitude, which made the old war slave very proud and very satisfied.

This scene plunged the death arena into an awkward silence.

Many spectators widened their eyes and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, and everyone was stunned!

A moment later, there was a lot of noise!

"What kind of play is this?"

"What are these two guys going to do?"

"I was going to die or live just now, why did the seniors and juniors scream at this time?"

"What the hell are these two people doing?

"Is this still a life-and-death contest in a death arena?"

"Hey, what about the people in the death arena, you don't care?"

Everyone talked about it and felt incredible.

The old war slave pondered for a moment and nodded slowly.

At this moment, there was not the slightest hint of killing in the ring, nor was there any tension.

It seems to be two year-old friends, learning martial arts cultivation wholeheartedly.

The steward of the death arena was also stunned, his face was pale, and he looked at the two people in the ring in disbelief, his eyes were as cold as ice.

On the top viewing seats, several middle-aged men from the upper echelons of the Yanyang Sect also looked at each other, with a dead face.

"What the hell is this old guy doing with Wen Yifeng?"

"How could this happen?"

"Elder, do you want to send someone else?"

"You also know Wen Yifeng's temperament, wait a while and then talk, don't act rashly!"

"Yes!"

In the ring, the old war slave pondered for a moment and spoke leisurely.

However, this time, he used the secret technique of sound transmission, and no one except Ye Chen could hear what he was saying.

"The breath of withering sacrifice is related to an ancient bloodline secret technique, which contains some kind of sacrificial power to communicate with the gods!"

"The power of sacrifice?" Ye Chen was shocked when he heard this, and his face became a little shocked.

The old war slave continued: "This sacrificial power is not to sacrifice one's own bloodline and essence, but to sacrifice the other party's bloodline, true yuan and essence and soul!"

"It is precisely because of this sacrificial power that the withering sacrificial qi can be invincible, once it is entangled by it, even if it is a master of the Linghua Realm, it will immediately fall into a passive situation, and it will be difficult to get rid of it!"

"Hey! I understand! No wonder the situation just now was so sinister!" Ye Chen's eyes contracted, and his heart was shocked.

He finally understood the wonder of the withering sacrifice qi, if you communicate the power of the gods through sacrifice, even if you are a martial emperor powerhouse, I am afraid you will not be able to get out calmly!

The old war slave shook his head slowly, sighed, and put away the sound transmission secret technique.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that I can't reach that state in my life, but I'm already very proud to be able to cultivate the withering sacrifice qi and exert some of its effects!"

Ye Chen nodded slowly, and the essence of light bloomed in his eyes.

"Our predecessors are indeed proud of this achievement!"

The old war slave's gaze gradually changed and calmed down, as if he had seen through everything in the world after experiencing countless vicissitudes.

Although the old man failed to achieve his wish with his own hands, he finally saw hope, and the rest of the things will be left to the young people to do!"

"Senior!" Ye Chen was shocked when he heard this, and his face became extremely solemn.

He vaguely realized that this old war slave seemed to be about to do something special.

After seeing the miracle of the fusion of the withered sacrifice qi and the netherworld qi, a certain stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Correspondingly, something he had been holding on to had also dissipated.

The old war slave smiled and shook his head slowly.

"Needless to say, we can meet in the death arena, which is the greatest fate!"

"Young man!"

"Junior Ye Chen!"

"Hmm!Ye Chen, the withering sacrifice qi you fused is only a small part, the withering sacrifice qi is very precious, just that little is not enough!"

Ye Chen's heart was shocked when he heard this, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

Only absorbing a small part of it made him face such a sinister situation, if he absorbed more just now, I am afraid that it would really be unpredictable!

"Senior, you ......" Ye Chen faintly understood the other party's plan, and stopped talking.

The old war slave smiled indifferently, "Needless to say, the old man's everything is in the breath of withering sacrifice, don't waste time, are you ready?"

Ye Chen's expression was solemn, the aura around him quickly rose, and a golden aura flashed again.

At the same time, Netherworld Qi was urged by him to rise, surging out of his arms and appearing in front of him, forming a huge black cloud.

"Senior, come on!" Ye Chen shouted, his expression extremely solemn.

"Good!" the old war slave laughed wildly, his palms shook, and the thick withered sacrificial aura surged out, all pouring into the netherworld aura in front of him! )