Plundering the Heavens

Be honest!

At this time, Fang Cheng admitted with honesty that he really came into the trap of people. Although I have long felt that the bronze mirror is different, I have been too relaxed through the previous levels. I have been vigilant and prepared for the accident, but he still did not expect that the eighth of the Tongtian Road Close, there will be an old monster that has lived for thousands of years...

Hate the ancestors!

This has become a legendary old-fashioned guy in the market, and he will wait for himself at the eighth level.

For a time, although full of doubts, but he did not explore the root cause of the idea, it is true to escape quickly...

At this time, he took out the strength of the milk to escape, and the speed has been raised to the extreme...

But unconsciously, the scene around him has changed. The vast black earth disappeared, but there were countless or white or black hills around. Although it was a hill, it was like the peak of the sky. In general, he stopped his way, no way to heaven, no incompetence to the ground, he was trapped in a world of isolation, and became a pawn.

At the other end of the board, the disk sits on the hunter-like ancestor. He has already picked up the bronze mirror at this time. This bronze mirror has been exhausted with a sword and the mirror has been split. The aura is also lost, but the hateful ancestors obviously don’t care much. They just took a glimpse of the aura and introduced themselves to the sea. They learned a lot through the past...

"It turned out to be the guy who is nosy..."

Hate the ancestors and sighed softly, but there was no anger. At this time, he seemed to have no strength to anger.

"The old man was trapped in the eighth round. Only one avatar took the bronze mirror to leave. The original wanted to attract the people. But I did not expect that Lu Fengtian wanted to regard the old man as the last one before he sat down. The devil's head, honouring his Fengtian sword, the result of hurting the old man's avatar, the old man's avatar for the bronze mirror does not fall into his hand, can only seal itself with the final strength..."

"Poor, good plan, a variable. Let the old man stay here for thousands of years..."

"I insisted on getting the secrets of Taishang Dao, and I did not hesitate to fall into the eighth level. I only fled with a detachment and laid out this seemingly perfect bureau. I did not expect that I would almost die myself. Is this also self-restraint? ”

"..."

Hate the ancestors muttering to himself, like crying.

It wasn't until a long time later that he looked up and looked at the trap even on the board. Still in the line of madness, I whispered to myself: "Good. After thousands of years of hard work, I finally waited for a chance, but the overall situation was only a kid who built the foundation. The old man is I didn’t think that it’s hard not to be the one who is now in the market.”

"Forget it, anyway, this kid is not bad, let's make it up..."

When he finished this sentence, he gently exhaled a faint breath and touched the game.

"boom!"

In front of the escape, suddenly fell from the sky, and dropped a huge piece of chess. This violent force, when he was on the scene, flew back to him, and his body slipped over a dozen feet on the board. I was shocked to see that the skinny hate of the heavenly ancestors was only two or three feet away from me. My eyes were looking at myself with satisfaction and nodded with satisfaction.

"Little devil, can't escape..."

Hate the heavenly ancestors whispered softly: "This is the eighth time under the Taishang Palace. With reference to the thirty-three days of chaos, the evolution of the heavens and the earth is desperate, and the ten chess games are laid out, which cannot be broken, cannot be kept, no children can fall. With the cultivation of the old man, they are all trapped in this battle. They have not been out of trouble for thousands of years. Even the hope of escape has been abandoned. How can you escape from this area?

The side of the line was expressionless, turned over and sat down on the ground, and the eyes were sharply swept a few times.

"Hey, the old bastard, what the **** is going on, talk to your little master!"

Suddenly he was not afraid at all, like a green skin on the street, asked awkwardly.

"You... are you not afraid of me?"

Hate the ancestors seem to have some accidents, hesitating to ask.

The party took out the gourd to drink, and said: "If you are willing to let me go, don't say that you are afraid of you, let your ancestors do it, but are you willing?"

"Interesting...interesting..."

Hate the ancestors whispered softly, said: "With this sentence, if there is more life here, I will let you go!"

Fang Xingbang erected his ears and said: "What is the meaning of life?"

Hate the ancestors at a glance and see that Fang Xing is trying to set his own words. It is estimated that this little devil will still be a paste in his head until now, but he could not say it, but he has not seen outsiders for thousands of years. Secondly, what he wants to do is also the more desperate the better, and he coughed softly and slowly said: "That is to say, there is only one person in this office who can live out..."

"The old man was invincible in the past, and he was too arrogant to go to the palace, even breaking the seven gates. It was like a broken bamboo, but he did not expect that he would fall into the chess game of the eighth level, and count the days of 1981. If I don't open this game, I want to get out of it, but I have been trapped by this game. In desperation, I have to turn a slap in the face, and I will leave the bronze mirror and look for the inheritor to come to me for this game. ......"

"You let me play chess for you? I won't, it will only be a chessboard!"

Fang Da stayed for a while, although it was a bit rogue, but it was the truth.

Hate the ancestors, he laughed, just want to say it again, but suddenly coughed a little, the breath dropped rapidly.

"Hey? Is this old man going to die?"

The eyes of the party lined up, because at this time, the hateful ancestors, like the old man who wants to burn out.

However, it is obvious that his luck is not good enough. His life is quickly wilting and hating the ancestors. It seems that he has long been used to this way, but with the last strength, he suddenly took a breath, but this tone is as straight as a giant. The whale absorbed water, and even from the distant void behind him, it attracted a thunder, and it poured into his body like a thin snake.

"call……"

With this trace of light, hate the ancestors suddenly became spiritual, and the vitality has grown a little.

"Hey? What is this baby? Old man, can you do it with me?"

The eyes of the square are bright, and I see the magic of this thunder.

"Oh, little devil's head, your eyes are good, this is a smashing machine in the thunder pool. If it is not the old man's cultivation, the vain can help me to get the vitality from the ninth pass, I am two thousand years. I will die here before... Hey, tempted? The old man is also tempted, but it is a thundering pool. If you can drink a bite, the old man may even be detached from the red dust... Hey, he was trapped here for thousands of years. I know that it is close at hand, but there is no chance to approach..."

Hate the ancestors in the eyes of the ancestors, there is a flash of fire, but also annoyed and envious.

“Creating a mine pool?”

Even the eyes that are heard in the square are bright.

He really didn't know that this thundering pool was awkward, but listening to the name is a good thing!

The hateful ancestor seems to have guessed that Fang Xing did not know the details of the thunder pool. He smiled and explained: "This is the creation of the Leichi, which is one of the three great creations of the Taishang Palace. It’s gone, but it’s terrible. That day, the thunder destroyed all the vitality in the Taishang system, but it was within the Taishang system, leaving a thunder pool with vitality...”

"How come?"

Fang Xing subconsciously asked to come out.

Hate the ancestors seem to think that this little devil has died, but he still has the mind to care about the method of making the Taishang system. It is very interesting, and he is also very resistant to the temper: "It is very simple, this is the legacy." In addition, as long as you get out of this game and then break the ninth level, you can see the thunder pool, and there are even other two major creations..."

"It’s another game..."

The party seems to be somewhat lost, thinking for a long while, saying: "I won't play chess, it's useless to catch me..."

"Oh, you don't need to know how to play chess..."

Hate the ancestors more and more interesting, whispered softly, whispered: "The old man was acquainted with the 1981 days, did not come up with a way to crack this game, but he came up with another way to get rid of it. This is a mysterious thing, but when it was time to test the nine battles, it was already when the Taishang system was about to be destroyed. The customs clearance was not rigorous. In short, every level has loopholes that can be drilled. The same is true, the old man does not have to break the game, just find someone to replace the old man in the game, the old man can take out the game, or go to the ninth level, or directly leave the ghost place, happy world..."

Fang stayed for a while and angered: "Are you cheating?"

Hate the ancestors of the heavens: "Where are you from the first pass to the place, is there any cheat?"

When the party lined up, some words were stuffed. After a long meditation, he suddenly turned his eyes slightly, like what he thought of, whispered: "If you only need to leave one person in this game, then you can't say that I can... ”

Hate the ancestors smiled and said: "Yes, if you have the ability to leave my palm, I can leave me here!"

The square eyes lit up and stood up with the black giant sword.

Hate the ancestors, but I saw a big joke, and laughed silently: "When the old man enters the market, he has already completed the repair of the three robbers, but you are only a company that is not even Jindan. The little devil, still want to fight with me?"

Fang Xing did not laugh, looked at his head and looked at the ancestors, saying: "Have you been here for thousands of years?"

Hate the ancestors did not answer, some curious to look at him.

Fang Xing lowered his head and thought, whispering: "In thousands of years, I haven’t eaten, I haven’t even drunk, and I don’t even have aura. Only the occasional spurt of the thunder pool keeps the vitality... with you. Let me know something. When I first entered the market, I met your granddaughter who didn’t know which generation. Originally, she was not my opponent. When I was on the ground, I could pinch her, so I just got Hungry for two years, my hands are sore, I can’t make it out, and I’m easily taken by her...”

As he spoke, he looked up at the hated ancestor, and smiled and said: "And you, but hungry for thousands of years..." (to be continued...)