I just want to be a quiet man

Another fairy, now he can't make a move, and he can't make a move!

That can only be...

However, when all the Mahayana thoughts were spinning and guessing rapidly, "Old" held a sunspot and suddenly dropped it quickly.

despair!

The black stones settled, and two white stones were captured on the chessboard.

The faces of all the Mahayanas present changed, and two more fell!

Every white piece on the chessboard is a Mahayana entering the game.

But except for the white piece in the Tianyuan direction, which has always corresponded to Pei Ling, the introduction of the immortal road, the rest of the white pieces only correspond to the number of followers, but not to the specific identities of the followers.

To be precise, the rest of the white pieces are just a channel for the followers to enter the game.

Followers can change constantly, but primers can't!

Therefore, unless the primer falls, the outside world will not be able to determine who has fallen from the disappearance of which white piece...

"Two places. This time, who will come?" "Fu Qiong" of Chong Mingzong asked with a frown.

Die too fast!

Moreover, until now, three people died at a time, and two people died at a time... How long has it been?The eight Mahayanas have already fallen!

In fact, in this chess game, because Pei Ling is the strongest introduction to the fairy road in the past, almost all the monks who can enter the Mahayana ran over!

Yes, there are far more participants in this chess game than in the last game and the last game!

At the beginning, he still felt that there were too many participants in this chess game, and if there were not enough places, he would have to go through the karma specially given to Pei Ling before, and ask Pei Ling to make a move...

But now... There are only a total of sixty or so Mahayanas participating in the chess game, which is really too few!

Hearing this, there was a silence around.

After waiting for a while, "Old" raised his head again, looked at the empty space on the opposite side of the chessboard, and urged in a grand and cold voice: "It's your turn!"

A kind of great terror and catastrophe surged out, just like the essence.

In the dark, all the Mahayanas felt frightened, as if they didn't step forward immediately, something extremely ominous and dangerous would happen!

Seeing this, "Cang Xing" of the Liugai Dynasty said in a deep voice: "There is no one in the Liugai Dynasty."

"The Dynasty can make a quota."

"But, there is only one person!"

As he said that, the crown moved slightly, bright and majestic, reflecting the cliff, "Cang Xing" fluttered his sleeves, and walked towards the chessboard.

He picked up a white piece from the chessboard, like the three people in Wushi Villa before, it did not fall into the position near Tianyuan, but fell to another empty space on the chessboard.

despair!

The chess piece was settled, and "Cang Xing" disappeared instantly.

"Old" took out a sunspot and dropped it immediately.

At this time, there are nine white pieces on the chessboard, but there is still one left...

There was another dead silence for everyone.

"Old" looked up again, looked at the empty seat in front of him, and urged in a low voice: "It's your turn!"

The feeling of coldness hits my face!

The "World Taste" of Jiuyi Mountain immediately took a step forward, and came out more and more, his eyes were like lightning, he looked around, and said in a sonorous voice: "Everyone! This chess game is unprecedentedly dangerous."

"Maybe in the end everyone will be in the game!"

"The three sons of the previous round were all descended from Wushi Villa."

"This time, it's our right path."

"In the next round, if there is another vacant chess piece, it will belong to the Demon Sect."

"The next round will still be my way."

"So, is there any objection?"

The lonely cliff is vague, and the ancient pine is lonely.

The unique cold aura in the mountains was mighty, and no one made a sound.

"Shiwei" nodded, and then said: "Since there is no objection, then everyone agrees."

"This round, I will enter the game together with fellow Taoist 'Cangxing' from the Liugreed Dynasty!"

Saying that, "Shiwei" also walked to the side of the chessboard, took out a white piece, and dropped it next to the white piece that "Cangxing" had placed.

Chapter 31: Best at fighting!

despair!

The chess piece was settled, and the "world flavor" disappeared in a blink of an eye.

With a slight movement of the black robe, "Jiu" raised another sunspot and landed it on the chessboard.

Halfway through the movement, his entire body freezes in an instant, as if frozen into a picture scroll again.

All Mahayanas have heavy eyes, looking at the chessboard.

At this time, a deep hiss sounded suddenly: "Next round, I can go!"

Hearing this, Jiuzong Mahayana turned his head, and all his eyes fell on Xiuxiu.

Snake Xiu's huge body loomed in the five-color miasma, with his head drooping, his cold vertical pupils, unblinkingly looking at the many human races in front of him, Snake Xin spit out, and continued hissing, "However, I will now You know, all the secrets in the Floating Chess game!"

The nine Mahayana sects were all silent.

Beside the chessboard, there was a moment of dead silence as if there was no one in it.

Soon, the cold voice of "Woe" also sounded: "Next, I can enter the game at any time."

"However, I must also know the secret of the Floating Chess game before entering the game!"

Another burst of stagnant silence.

After a long time, the voice of "Fu Qiong" sounded faintly: "Okay, the next round, you two enter the game."

"But the location of the drop must also be subject to our arrangement!"

Snake Xiu tilted his head slightly, and looked at "Fu Qiong" with cold vertical pupils. After a short pause, it nodded slightly: "No problem."

On the upside-down throne, with a dark outline and a unclear expression, the cold voice of "Woe" came out: "Yes."

"Fu Qiong" nodded, and immediately looked at the other eight sects.

Seeing that no one objected to the other eight cases, "Fu Qiong" said in a cold voice: "The essence of the Fusheng chess game is..."

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Under the dark forest, dense branches and leaves block the light of the sky, and you can't see your fingers in a daze, only the faint blue miasma, flowing like a belt, winding in the forest, like clouds and fog, ethereal and charming.

The rotten smell of layers of fallen leaves, mixed with the unique dampness of the forest, and the stench left by the climbing snakes, the obscure smell is rich and dull.

"Suji" Gao Guanbo's belt, the whole body is shrouded in shadows, only a pair of eyes are cold and sharp, as sharp as a blade, he stands with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression.

"Suji" didn't care at all when he saw the two immortal emperors of 81 kalpas suddenly take that inferior immortal away with others, but left him alone.

He calmly looked at the gray tree trunk not far away, and said in a flat voice: "Immortal Emperor 'Chuiyu', why didn't you reply?"

"Immortal Emperor 'Wu Luo', where have you been?"

"Immortal Emperor 'Chuiyu', have you ever sent a sound transmission to you?"

Not far from the "Suji", on the soft and damp ground like a rotting corpse, stood a long and tall figure.

He wears black clothes and black boots, his long hair is loose behind him, and only the ends of his hair are tied at will with a cloth belt.

At this moment, "Wu Luo" looked calm, and also said in a calm tone: "Immortal Emperor 'Chuiyu', I just answered your question."

"Why don't you answer my question?"

"Immortal Emperor 'Suji', where did those two immortal emperors take you?"

"I'll be there in a while!"

The two are close at hand, but no one can find the other!

No one can hear anyone's voice!

It was as if they had long since ceased to exist!

As they talked, their figures were slightly erratic, as if suddenly transformed from a solid body into a phantom, and the phantom became lighter and weaker, like a scroll washed by rain repeatedly, the color faded, the outline was blurred, and the breath became weaker and weaker. Like a candle in a strong wind, after swaying and pulling hysterically, it is finally overwhelmed and is about to go out.

It's just that the two of them didn't notice it at all...

A moment later, the last outlines of "Suji" and "Wuluo" disappeared.

The quiet forest fell into an empty space again, and the light blue miasma was like a real cloak, winding among the trees.

In the silence of everything, the whole world seemed to be dead silent.

After a long time, fallen leaves rustled, broken branches clicked, and insects crawled cautiously...everything was as usual, as if nothing had happened.

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Ground.

The man-made caves are densely packed with densely packed walls, engraved with countless confinement, concealment, reinforcement... Yunzhuan.

In the dim light, several sharks were nailed to the wall.

A fist-sized opening was cut on the top of all the merman's heads, and shark oil was poured into it. The burning flames were pure white and flawless, illuminating the cave in every detail.

On the top of the cave, in the surrounding corners, in many unnoticed places, there are patterns of obscure aura, which occasionally flash past, as if hiding something.

Suddenly, nine figures appeared without warning.

Two of the flawless figures waved their hands and put down four naked, uncultivated mortals, followed by an immortal whose left leg hadn't yet fully grown, and Gao Guanbo's "Suji" and soap shirt black boots "Wu Luo".

The 81-kalpa Mahayana with curly hair looked like lightning, quickly scanned the surroundings, and pinched the magic formula imperceptibly in his hand. After confirming that this place has not been discovered and there is no problem, he nodded slightly, and immediately said: "It will be dawn soon, and first Take refuge here."

"After sunset tomorrow, I will take you to the village."

Immediately, the immortal said, "Thank you both for saving me!"

"Now, I need to heal my injuries immediately, and I also ask the two to protect me."

The 81 Kalpa Mahayana that emanated looked at him and said, "Yes. Just stay by my side."

Immortal nodded and quickly walked to him and sat down.

Afterwards, he glanced at the two "Suji" and "Wuluo", and saw that the two of them were no longer transmitting voices through the air, so he was secretly relieved.

Fortunately, these two Mahayanas of 81 kalpas are fast enough!

Otherwise, He would have fled away just now...

Right now, this place is extremely hidden, and there are many restrictions, and the protection is very proper. As long as these two people don't respond to inexplicable voices indiscriminately, everything will be fine for the time being.

Although he is a celestial being, he has not experienced the prehistoric battle after all. Those two Mahayanas with 81 kalpas should be more experienced than him...

However, just when the immortal was about to formally heal his wounds, "Suji" suddenly turned his head, and asked the 81-kalpa Mahayana with his hair, "What's your name?"

The Mahayana replied calmly: "My name is Qin, and I am..."

As soon as the voice fell, Qin's complexion suddenly changed!

"Suji" suddenly hooked the corner of his mouth, revealing an incomparably weird smile.

At the same time, "Wu Luo" also looked at the 81-kalpa Mahayana beside the immortal, and asked, "What's your name?"

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flood.

low mountains.

The waterfall is like training, washing the bones and white bones, piled up.

In the cave behind the waterfall.

Through many formations, the two identical Pei Ling looked at each other, their expressions and temperaments were generally the same, there was no difference!