In the Beichen Practice Realm, in the Black Gold Palace, the man with a cold and majestic aura that makes people unable to see his appearance is still sitting high on the throne.

It was as if sitting here, he sat at the center of the entire Beichen practice world, at the center of the entire Hunyuan Realm, and at the center of the entire great practice world.

But at this moment, the aura on his body was obviously fluctuating.

His fingers would move gently from time to time, as if he was deducing something.

"Why?"

After a long time, the man's low whispered throughout the palace.

His voice was full of confusion and confusion, and the entire palace was filled with a sense of depression.

He really couldn't understand why almost all the people he sent to the Beichen cultivation world were dead.

They were carefully selected by themselves.

Perhaps their combat abilities cannot be compared with those of the practitioners in the Daoyuan practice world, but their means of saving lives are among the best.

But in this way, they were all dead.

Even the strong man whom he sent to suppress the formation had already been extinguished.

What exactly happened in this accident that I don’t understand?

"Do you want to know why?"

Just as the depressing aura in this palace became more and more terrifying, and even faintly spreading towards the outside of the palace, a smiley voice echoed out of thin air inside the palace.

Hearing the sound, the eyes of the man sitting high on the throne fluctuated for a moment.

Soon, he said coldly: "You who hide your head and your tail dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

"Hide your head and reveal your tail?"

As he finished speaking, a man wearing casual clothes and a buzz cut appeared out of thin air on the beam of the palace.

He was the guy who had just chatted with Bai Cangtian.

It is also the ungrateful wolf in the mouth of Reincarnation.

At this moment, he sat on the crossbar, looking at the cold man with interest.

There was also a playful smile in his eyes.

"Who is yours?"

The cold man saw Bai Cangtian and slowly stood up from the throne, emitting an extremely powerful aura.

He can't see through this person.

Although this person felt weaker than himself, he felt a fatal threat from this person.

It seems that the person in front of him can easily deprive him of his life.

"My name is Zhou Chi, Zhou Tian, ​​Zhong Chi."

Zhou Chi slowly told the cold man his name and asked him in a smiley voice: "It really counts, we are still our own family. After all, my surname is Zhou, and you are also from Zhou."

"Zhou Chi?"

Zhou Zhe frowned slightly, and there was a hint of abnormality in his eyes when he looked at Zhou Chi.

A person like Zhou Chi cannot be unknown in the entire world of practice.

As one of the most powerful practitioners in the entire world of practice, all practitioners with a little bit of fame in the entire world of practice know that.

But why, I have never heard of Zhou Chi before.

This guy has a hidden identity and other identities.

Or, he has been hiding in the darkness of the great realm of practice before.

"Shh, calling my name will involve cause and effect."

Zhou Chi's index finger stood up, made a ban on the sound of Zhou Zhe, and then reminded him very kindly.

When Zhou Zhe heard this, he subconsciously felt it.

When he found that he had a vague causal relationship with Zhou Chi, a hint of haze flashed in his eyes.

As one of the most powerful practitioners in the great world of practice, I am not just as simple as having power, but also a peak existence in the great world of practice.

But this is the case. He just murmured Zhou Chi's name and was inexplicably involved in cause and effect.

Such a person is really evil and too scary.

"Do you want to know why?"

Seeing Zhou Zhe's solemnity and fear in his eyes unconcealedly, Zhou Chi immediately continued to say to him with a smile.

In his hand, he also took out an ancient book and started reading it.

The ancient books are nameless and are all pitch black.

In ancient books, there is a slight scent of evil.

The breath only emitted a trace, which made Zhou Zhe shudder secretly.

He looked at Zhou Chi with more fear, and did not nod or shake his head immediately, but asked with half-squinted eyes: "You are here uninvited, you should have your plans."

"Of course I have my plans, but you can rest assured that my plans have no effect on you and can even help you."

Zhou Chi gently twisted the pages of the book with his fingers, and then said to Zhou Zhe without raising his head, "My time is limited, I don't want to waste too much time with you."

Zhou Zhe's face changed twice. After taking a deep breath, he did not test Zhou Chi again. Instead, he asked simply and directly: "So please give me advice on how my people died."

"Because some dead old antiques in the Daoyuan practice world come alive again, then your people will naturally be like ants in front of them."

After Zhou Chi asked this question, he slowly closed the ancient books in his hand and looked at Zhou Zhe with a smile and started talking.

"Old antique resurrection?"

Zhou Zhe frowned, and after thinking about it briefly, he understood what Zhou Chi said.

He carried his hands behind his back and frowned and said, "It is impossible. There are very few old antiques living in the Daoyuan practice world. The rest of the old antiques are completely dead. How could they be resurrected again?"

"nothing is impossible."

Zhou Chi shook his head slightly at Zhou Zhe, and suddenly said something in a very gentle voice that shocked Zhou Zhe's mind: "Even you are a person who has long been dead, but now you can talk to me with your own mind. Isn't this a kind of resurrection?"

"I'm dead? How could I die?"

Zhou Zhe's breath was turbulent, and his face shrouded in mist became unprecedentedly cold.

Even looking at Zhou Chi's eyes, there was a terrifying murderous intent.

Zhou Chi turned a blind eye to his murderous intent. He gently weighed the black ancient books in his hand, and said with a constant slight taste on his face: "Why can't you die? Even the entire world of practice is a dream. What can you think of compared to the entire world of practice?"

Zhou Zhe could no longer have murderous intentions at this moment.

Because he felt that Zhou Chi was an extremely powerful madman.

Otherwise, how could he say such things?

You should know that if the world of cultivation is a dream, then why can Zhou Chi say such words in front of him?
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