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The voice of the middle-aged man with black beard was chilling, but it was no longer filled with rage. Instead, it was filled with murderous intent.

"I was wrong. I really was wrong."

"I haven't completely mastered the Sword Destroying Heritage Hall, and I don't think anyone in the Boundless Sea can obtain the true inheritance of Emperor Sword Destroying. I didn't expect that you actually got it."

Why is the middle-aged man with black beard willing to throw people in when he clearly doesn't have complete control over the Sword Destruction Heritage Hall?

Just because he looked down on all alien races, he did not believe that the people of Canghai could obtain the true inheritance of Emperor Jianmie.

Especially Sikong Jing, he had never taken him seriously before.

Just a little genius who could barely pass through his sword formation.

But God knows, this existence whom he completely despised, after entering the Sword Destroying Inheritance Hall, was directly selected by the inheritance rules left by the Sword Destroying Emperor during his lifetime, and was also bestowed with the Sword Destroying Emperor's bloodline.

Who would have thought of this?

The middle-aged man with black beard knew very well how high the inheritance standard of Emperor Jianmie was.

This was something that was impossible, but it became possible.

You know, even Zizhu, the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, could not obtain the imperial vein of Emperor Jianmie. This is certainly because Zizhu is a reincarnation of the level of the ferocious beast Heavenly Emperor, but even the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor of the human race may not be able to obtain it.

"Now you have two choices."

"The first one is, come back and be my Undertaker. I will accept you as my disciple, let you become my successor, and give you the status of my chief disciple. From now on, you will be second only to me and above everyone else."

"The second one is... death!"

At this time, did the middle-aged man with black beard actually feel a sense of appreciation for talent?

No, he just wanted to swallow up Sikong Jing's Sword Destroying Emperor Bloodline. He also wanted to obtain the inheritance of all twelve chapters of Sword Destroying.

He had stayed in the Giant Tomb of Jianmie for so many years, but still hadn't obtained these things.

As the middle-aged man with black beard spoke, Zizhu still raised his head with a pale face. Could it be that the master could go out?

Otherwise, why would he say that he wanted Sikong Jing to be killed?

Sure enough, the black-bearded middle-aged man growled again...

"Black Scale Boy, you think I can't get out, right?"

"No, it's not that I can't get out. Since I can give Zizhu and the others a treasure that combines the evil spirits and evil spirits, of course I can get out. It's just a little risky."

"I really don't want to take risks, but please don't force me."

Outside the Jianmie Giant Tomb, Sikong Jing stared at the giant tomb with a calm expression.

The two new undertakers continued to look at Sikong Jing blankly. The Eight-Step Yin-Yang undertaker, Mo Fu's subordinate, stared with a distorted face. What choice would Sikong Jing make?

Zizhu's heart was pounding again, but she smiled bitterly in her heart, for she believed that Sikong Jing would never compromise.

Now, she already knows Sikong Jing very well.

Sure enough, the next moment, Sikong Jing said calmly: "Then you, come out."

"You're all right!"

Sikong Jing was responded to by the straightforward voice of the middle-aged man with black beard. Then he waved his hand lightly towards the door, and a cloak carrying evil spirits and evil spirits floated out gently.

The cloak fell on the middle-aged man with black beard.

Then the middle-aged man with black beard stepped out of the giant tomb step by step, and walked out of thin air...

At this time, Zizhu suddenly shouted: "Master, why don't you take the risk? The evil spirits are too scary."

Her intention in persuading the middle-aged man with black beard was very clear. She still wanted to help Sikong Jing, but on the surface she could only look worried about her master... Unfortunately, the middle-aged man with black beard ignored her and continued to walk out.

The middle-aged man with black beard did not rush out quickly, and seemed to be still planning something.

Sikong Jing also did not retreat, his eyes were narrowed...

He asked again, "Master of that so-and-so, if I'm not mistaken, you must have spread the rumor about the sword destroying the totem on purpose, right? The one who got it must be someone from Canghai, what do you want to do?"

This is why Sikong Jing wanted to publicly obtain the Sword to Destroy the Emperor's Bloodline.

He wanted to know the owner of this purple bamboo.

Now he has seen the hand that was invisible in the dark. What does the middle-aged man with black beard want to do?

Throwing out the sword totem, triggering unrest in all parties, and also causing the Tomb of the Buried Emperor to transform the boundless sea into the Buried Emperor Sea, and even cultivating the Buried Destroyers to continue to trigger panic in the Buried Emperor Sea...

These things made Sikong Jing very concerned.

“Kneel before me and become my disciple, and I will tell you.” The middle-aged man with black beard replied coldly.

Sikong Jing narrowed his eyes again and replied coldly: "Do you want to deal with the five Heavenly Emperors? Do you want to reshuffle the entire world? Or do you want to use rumors to force the five Heavenly Emperors to destroy the entire Canghai Wujiang?"

Only people from the vast sea can obtain the Sword Destroyer Totem...

This easily made Sikong Jing think that the middle-aged man with black beard wanted to use the five heavenly emperors and others to destroy all the people in Canghai Wujiang.

In short, Sikong Jing always felt that this matter was related to him, so he wanted to force the middle-aged man with black beard to come out and make things clear.

Sikong Jing doesn't like this passive feeling.

Now Sikong Jing didn't know that the middle-aged man with black beard had added "the one carrying the purple jade" to the rumor. When the middle-aged man with black beard issued this order, Sikong Jing was still in the Jianmie Inheritance Hall.

If he knew, he might have thought of something.

"As long as you become my disciple, you will know everything. If you refuse, you will die."

The middle-aged man with black beard still did not give a direct answer, but indirectly admitted that the rumors about the sword destroying totem were spread by him.

As he spoke, the middle-aged man with black beard continued to step out, and then he came to the exit of the giant tomb wearing a cloak of evil spirits. He and Sikong Jing came face to face...

But Sikong Jing still didn't run away, just stared at the middle-aged man with black beard.

at the same time……

His beast-shaped spirit had already flashed into the Ten Thousand Beasts Prison and asked the beasts, "Now that this person has appeared, can we destroy him directly?"

Facing the confidence of the middle-aged man with black beard, the beasts of the Ten Thousand Beasts Prison still stood out.

Now that the middle-aged man with black beard has stepped out of the giant tomb, the beasts can now secretly observe him.

After a while, the golden dragon took the lead in replying...

"This is a top-notch quasi-emperor, but he seems to have the aura of a Heavenly Emperor. He should have once reached the peak of the Heavenly Emperor level. We have been trapped in the Ten Thousand Beasts Prison for too long, and we are still tied with chains..."

"I want to kill him with the power of the spirit shadow. I am sure, but not 100% sure."

Upon hearing this, the Divine Turtle immediately added...

"Especially since the Jianmie Giant Tomb is not invaded by evil spirits, he will probably hide back the moment he senses danger... and as long as he doesn't die, we might be exposed."

Following their words, Sikong Jing's beast-shaped spirit figure froze slightly...

If they are not 100% sure of killing the middle-aged man with black beard instantly, they cannot let the beasts take action easily, otherwise the Ten Thousand Beasts Prison will be exposed. As long as the middle-aged man with black beard is not dead, he will spread the news that he owns the Ten Thousand Beasts Prison.

Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing made a decision...

"Then just attract the evil spirits. If you can kill them, kill them. If you can't, wait for the next time."