The old man looked at the black stone chair, and then at the stone chair that the Supreme Supreme sat upright in the distance. His eyes lit up. He quietly approached the stone steps while the person was unprepared, and he jumped up at the opportunity. The old man was nervous, afraid that he would be destroyed by some force, but after stepping on it, the black stone chair had no reaction and was still floating slowly.

The old man swallowed his mouth and gritted his teeth and tried his best! He released his spiritual power and activated the black stone chair to move out.

"Huh??" Someone noticed it one after another.

Why did the black stone square chair float up? What about the black fog on it!

The palace was quickly quiet, with hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at the black chair and the old man, and his expression gradually changed from surprise to sharpness.

"Down here!" A high-level holy martial artist suddenly roared and was about to pounce on him. The other large number of powerful men all rose up and rushed over like evil wolf and beasts, fighting for the Black Stone Chair.

The old man roared and urged the black chair to rush out of the palace. He closed his eyes hard, his whole body tense, and was nervously ready to be swallowed by the darkness. The people in the palace exclaimed and looked nervously.

Time passed by minute by minute. The old man carefully opened his eyes, looked at his hands, tore his clothes and looked at his body, and suddenly let out a sharp and crazy laugh: "Haha! Not dead! Haha, not dead!!"

"Wow!!" There was an uproar in the palace, hundreds of people were anxious and angry, and they were about to rush out like crazy, but stopped beside the palace.

People roared and whistled, cursed, and some people yelled madly.

"Haha, grandsons, grandpa is here!!" The old man was trembling all over with excitement, and he activated the black stone chair and rushed into the depths of the darkness.

"Come back! Take me! Come back! I only have one or two babies, come back!"

"Come back, let's go together. I will give you my life in the future."

When people saw that the Black Stone Chair was really safe, they all screamed in anger and wished they could pounce over and take back the Black Stone Chair.

"Look, look!" In the nearby temple, someone noticed an old man half-squatting on a black stone chair and was flying over in front of them.

"Haha, grandchildren, go grab the treasure with grandpa." The old man was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and shouted ecstatically, urging the black stone chair to roar away.

The people in the palace were stunned for a moment, and turned around in unison, and looked at the black stone chair on the nine-story stone steps. The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and everyone was exploding, with a flash of sperm in their eyes and blood was boiling.

"Mine! That's mine!" A Shengwu was the first to pounce on the Black Stone Chair, and his body was filled with powerful earth power, urging the Black Chair to escape.

"Roar!!" A giant crocodile shook his head and waving his tail, and rushed towards him. His whole body was transparent for a moment. Then a terrifying cold wave broke out, sweeping all directions, and the space seemed to be about to freeze. More than ten people behind him were frozen in an instant, frozen inside and out, and hitting the ground in a running posture. The high-level holy martial arts on the black stone chair were not spared, and even the power of the earth was frozen.

The giant crocodile ran wildly, as tough as steel, and the sound of thunder hit the black stone square chair. The frozen Shengwu suddenly collapsed into pieces. But before the giant crocodile rushed onto the black stone square chair, a cold and beautiful woman rushed to lightning and stepped on the black stone square chair lightly and agilely. A green sword was unsheathed, creating a sharp and dense sword tide, and pierced through the giant crocodile's majestic body.

"Bitch, come down for me!" Two high-level holy martial artists rushed over, one with a ferocious face, and the giant energy wings spread out behind him, as if they turned into a ferocious bird, and the sharp energy claws were about to tear apart the space. One of them was covered in wrinkles and the treasure was solemn. The waves of air rising behind him turned into huge demons, and as he attacked with his attack, he swung his fists.

"I'm tired of living!" The cold and beautiful woman came from Xiaoyaotian, with a strong light splashing between her eyebrows. An ancient sword pattern appeared. Her aura was extremely sharp. The green sword shot up and flipped in the air, turning into hundreds of cold swords. With the woman's cold shout, hundreds of swords were fired at the same time, sweeping across the palace, with irresistible sharp power, severely damaged the two high-level holy martial artists and forced all the strong men to retreat.

The palace was in chaos, and the cold and beautiful woman recalled the Qingjian, controlled the black stone chair and rushed out of the palace, and rushed into the darkness without looking back.

More and more temples noticed the abnormality, and then chaos broke out, rushing to the Black Stone Chair.

"Qin Ming! Goodbye! Haha!" Rong Kuo hit the black stone chair like a barbarian dragon. The huge impact force caused the black stone chair to tremble and hit the outside of the hall like a meteorite.

"Stop him!" Everyone woke up and rushed over like crazy.

"Goodbye! Stay in the palace forever!" Rong Kuo flew like lightning, climbed up the black stone chair and successfully rushed out of the palace. In an instant, a surge of ecstasy surged in his heart, and it bloomed like fireworks all over his body. There was indescribable pleasure, and even the pain of the broken arm seemed to be gone at all.

Especially after seeing Qin Ming still 'stupid' in the distance, he felt a sense of revenge. Without the Black Stone Chair, it would be easy to see how arrogant you are! See how you escape from the darkness!

However……

Rong Kuo's eyes flashed, and Qin Ming in the distance suddenly disappeared from his sight. Where is the person?

"The laughter is so bad." A cold voice sounded behind him. Rong Kuo suddenly turned around, and a fist wrapped in blood thunder quickly magnified in his sight.

Bang!! The heavy punch hit the critical blow, the blood thunder buzzed, and Qin Ming punched Rong Kuo's face, his nose bridge shattered and blood and flesh splattered.

Rong Kuo screamed and chuked out and rushed into the endless darkness.

"No! No..." Rong Kuo was chilled all over, but his body tumbling rapidly under the huge bombardment force and retreated to the distance. When he barely controlled his body, he was already very far away from the palace. He panicked and struggled, and rushed towards the palace in the distance regardless of everything. However, the cold darkness was ruthlessly swallowing it, and his hard body quickly crawled with black silk and spreading into the flesh and blood.

"I can't die! I am Rong Kuo, I am the son of the head of the Golden Wolf Clan, I can't die here!" Rong Kuo wailed and struggled to death, but his body became heavier and weaker, and darkness spread like a spider web in the flesh and bones all over his body. In just half a minute, the body of the peak of the Holy Martial Arts completely turned black, and even his soul was eroded.

Rong Kuo's stiff body moved for the last time, and then he disappeared and floated weakly in the darkness.

Qin Ming didn't have the energy to pay attention to Rong Kuo's life and death, reminded Qin Lan to prepare, and urged the black stone chair to rush towards the temple in the distance.

The palace was fighting fiercely. Three powerful men from Huoyuntian joined forces to occupy the Black Stone Chair and rushed out. Three flames rumbled and erupted like an ancient volcano, sweeping the palace. However, at this critical moment of life and death, under the tremendous stimulation of the treasure, who cares about your identity and who cares about your background, everyone rushed wildly with red eyes.

"Don't die!" The three powerful Huo Yuntian men joined forces to kill more than ten strong men, and rushed out of the palace in a mess, but before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they collided head-on to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming was filled with terrifying blood thunder, and even in the darkness, there was still a terrifying power of thunder. The moment the two black stone chairs collided together, Qin Ming grabbed the handle of the black chair, and his other hand was intertwined into a manic blood-colored thunders, and ruthlessly blasted in.

The three of them were caught off guard and were fuzzy with blood and blood. Before the three of them could react, more mine tides burst through like a storm, knocking them out of the black stone chair and flew into the darkness.

"Qin Ming... I curse your ancestor..." The three of them screamed and cursed, whirling away in the darkness.

More than 30 people surviving in the palace were chills all over, and all stopped at the edge of the palace, looking at Qin Ming in shock.

"Who saw my woman? I'm sure, I'll give you a black chair!" Qin Mingqing held up the black stone chair and shouted at the palace.

"I...I know..." a man shouted immediately.

"where!!"

"Then...then...then..." The man stammered and pointed to the front of the left. But before he finished speaking, a boiling thunder tide surged from the darkness, instantly annihilated, and his soul and soul were both destroyed.

"Who knows!!" Qin Ming's roar was like thunder, shaking the palace rumbling.
Chapter completed!