Chapter 3470: Man in black

The man in black looked at Xia Ming flatly, but did not speak.
This made Xia Ming, frowning tightly, staring at the man in black, trying to see something from the man in black.
"Boss, this guy ... very strong." Pig Er Shen said.
"If I was in his heyday, of course he could slap him in the palm of his hand, but now we are not opponents of this guy, and there is even no hope of escape."
Xia Ming's heart sank in the words of Zhu Er, and he did not expect that he would encounter such super masters in this kind of ghost place, which made Xia Ming's complexion look a little unsightly. "Your name is Xia Ming?" Some bland voices from the men in black are rippling, and the voices of the men in black are hoarse and somewhat immature, which can be said to be quite contradictory. In short, people can't hear, where is the voice, Is his most authentic voice
sound.
Xia Ming frowned, and thought about it.
He and this person should not know each other, but why he knows that he exists.
"Yes," Xia Mingning whispered, "Who the are you? What's the purpose of catching me here?"
"You follow me."
The man in black looked at Xia Ming and Pig indifferently, and waved at will. The array around him disappeared between heaven and earth, which made Xia Ming's pupils suddenly shrink.
For a moment, Xia Ming's body was tense and there was an urge to run away from the five elements.
"I suggest you don't run away. In Montenegro, you can't run." The voice of the man in black spread, which made Xia Ming take a deep breath and suppressed the inner restlessness.
He did want to escape because it was an opportunity.
But he also knew that the man in black in front of him was very horrible. It was impossible for him and Houji to escape from here. In that case, it was unnecessary to escape.
When the figure in black moved, he came to the exit above his head, and Xia Ming and Zhu Er looked at each other.
"Boss, let's go and see what the this guy wants to do." Pig Er Shen said.
"Ok."
Xia Ming nodded slightly, and his figure jumped to the sky.
As soon as he got out of the cave, Xia Ming noticed something strange in the surrounding Montenegro.
The so-called Montenegro is formed by condensing a black rock. This black stone looks quite strange and makes people feel a little uncomfortable.
The man in black floated in the air, walking slowly forward.
Xia Ming and Zhu Er are catching up with them and dare not have the slightest intention.
After flying for about five minutes, Xia Ming and Zhu Er came to another place.
This is a black palace!
The black palace looks weird, giving it a very weird feel, like hell.
From the surface of the palace, it seems that the palace has existed for a long time, because it is full of mottled atmosphere. Not only that, the palace has experienced the sedimentation of history, but also has a quaint feeling.
"You go in, he stays."
The man in black glanced at Xia Ming, said.
"Brush ..."
Xia Ming heard the words, his heart sank, he suddenly looked at Zhu Er, and Zhu Er gave a deep look at the man in black.
"Boss, be careful," said the pig.
"You too."
Xia Ming took a deep breath, stepping on the steps, and before he came to the gate of the Black Palace, Xia Ming hesitated and stepped into the gate.
Xia Ming walked step by step towards the palace.
With Xia Ming's deepening, Xia Ming could see clearly the appearance in the palace.
What scared Xia Ming's brow was that there was something deserted in this palace, and the decorations inside looked very ordinary, and it was not like a palace here.
To say that the only thing to look at is these murals. Xia Ming doesn't know what these murals are, but just feels that they have a weird sense.
He felt that these murals should not be painted in the palace, because it was extremely discordant with the palace.
"Ha ha."
When Xia Ming looked at the surrounding palaces, a light laughter followed, which made Xia Ming nervous.
"Next Xia Ming, meet seniors."
Xia Ming's voice echoed in the palace!
Xia Ming's voice fell, and in the forefront of the palace, there was a dark shadow slowly condensing, but Xia Ming could see the true appearance of this shadow.
This dark shadow looks a little dark, especially the beard near the mouth, looks a bit sexy, those sharp eyes, but it gives people a sense of the world.
It seems that with one glance, a master in a hole in the virtual world can disappear.
Hei Ying gave Xia Ming a faint glance, and said calmly, "The talent is good, and at a young age, he is in the late stage of too much realm, and the afterlife is awesome."
Xia Ming's brow froze, and he looked at Heiying a little puzzledly. He didn't know who this person was, so he didn't dare to take the slightest care.
"Dare to ask the seniors, what's the matter to recruit the younger ones?"
The man in black said calmly, "My name is Black Emperor."
"Black Emperor?"
Xia Ming heard it, and his pupils suddenly tightened.
He is no longer a young man who knew nothing in the past. He came to the ancient world and has some understanding of the ancient world.
Here, no one can dare to call himself an emperor. This emperor represents the emperor, which is a state and a top existence.
If most people dare to call it like this, they will be arrogant. Even if many people see such situations, they will look for you. Generally speaking, people who dare to call themselves like this will basically die miserably.
Therefore, no one has ever dared to call himself like that since.
I never expected that this person would dare to call himself Emperor.
Who is this person? Why is there such a monster here.
Xia Ming's complexion was extremely heavy, and the pressure from the black emperor in front of him was too great.
"Senior Black Emperor, I don't know what to call the juniors, what's the matter?" Xia Mingning whispered.
Hei Di smiled at Xia Ming and said calmly, "Inheritance, I want you to inherit my mantle and inherit my dojo."
"Inheritance?" Wu Xia Ming heard it, but looked puzzledly at the black emperor. He didn't even know the origin of the black emperor, but the other side wanted him to pass on his mantle.
how can that be?
You must know that this is an inheritance of an emperor. This inheritance, in this ancient world, can be described as the existence that must be seized to break the blood flow.
The inheritance of the emperor is too precious and precious. Even in the entire ancient continent, there are only a handful of people who can make the emperor.
Unexpectedly, I encountered one here, and also had a great luck. The black emperor wanted to let him inherit his heritage.
The Black Emperor calmly said, "What you are looking at now is just a clone I have left." "Clone ..."