The Wicked Cultivation Game

Chapter 797 Endgame Old Man (22, please subscribe)

In addition to the entanglement of the lifelines of the little blue man and the statues, there is a thicker chain-like line behind the little blue man, which is wrapped around the little blue man, and at the same time, the little blue man and the statues also emit dense spider webs. There are so many small lines that are as complicated as the sky, and the spreading lines are all blocked by the white mist, so it is impossible to see more clearly.

Compared with such a huge web of lifelines, Fang Yue and the little blue man are nothing compared to the big witch, there is no comparison at all.

No wonder the parchment was surprised and lamented what a big game of chess...

【do you understand? That guy wants to hook you up, what exactly he does depends on the subsequent changes in his horoscope. 】

【how do you want to do it? 】

Fang Yue's face darkened, he didn't want to be a pawn in other people's hands, so it was better to break it.

【Alright, look at me! 】

As soon as the whistle sounded, a slash that distorted the air appeared out of thin air, coming from a distance.

With a click, the light blue line above Fang Yue's head was precisely cut off, disconnecting the little blue man in the cloud.

The little blue man still maintained a calm and smiling expression, and it took a while to suddenly change, as if he had been injected with a soul, and became alive like Fang Yue's little black man, his expression seemed to be stunned suddenly, and he looked down Then he glanced around blankly and confusedly, seeming to fully understand what happened.

When the whistling sound of the wind hit, the little blue man's face immediately changed, maintaining the mysterious smiling expression before, and his soul faded away.

[It's done... It takes a lot more power to use it than I thought. 】

You are not going to sleep again, are you?

[No, no, just feed me more stones! 】

In Fang Yue's mind, the parchment shook her head cutely, and then looked at the picture of herself anxiously.

[Fang Yue, Yue Yue, Yue Yue Yue! I remember you still have a golden stone...]

No! I have to keep this one first, and I will eat it for you if I can reach the capital safely.

【mean! stingy! ! 】

【Ignore you! 】

I don’t care about it, I really don’t care, the image of [Fate Pan] shattered like a mirror, Fang Yue regained consciousness, and realized that she was still standing on the deck, and she was supposed to go to the stern to clean up the red-eyed monster fish.

Brother Ye?

Brother Ye, what's wrong with you? You were in a daze for a while.

Jing Yan and Qingchen looked at Fang Yue suspiciously, Fang Yue shook his head.

I'm fine.

With that said, he led the two of them towards the stern of the boat.

He wanted the parchment to predict whether the Xiahanjiang giant ship could reach the capital safely, or the mountain gate of the Raging Fire Sect.

But Parchment is still losing his temper, so he will not provoke her for the time being.

Compared with the newly added [fate chart] on the parchment, what kind of luck, such mysterious things, Fang Yue still feels that the predictive ability of the parchment is the most practical.

And... the parchment has absorbed [Linglong Baxiang Jade Flute], and it has become stronger. Can it break through from the rain-level monsters?

If the parchment can be raised to the immortal level, then he can use the parchment to exert the power of the immortal level. In this way, many things will become much more convenient.

In the capital of Qingguo, there must be old rain-level monsters, but not necessarily immortal-level powerhouses.

No... It is estimated that there are still some, even if there is no immortal level, there should be the same power as the immortal level, otherwise Qingguo would not be able to prosper for so many years.

Immortal-level powerhouses just disappeared, and no new immortals were born for a long time, not that immortals are completely dead. These are two concepts.

No matter what, working hard to become stronger and reaching the capital as soon as possible is the right way.

Thinking of this, Fang Yue led people to the stern of the boat.

Compared to the chaos on the deck, there are just a little more red-eyed monster fish in the stern.

But after a closer look, Fang Yue quickly discovered something was wrong.

He found... the part of the red-eyed monster fish staying at the stern, like sticking chewing gum, is stuck together with the wooden board of the stern, regardless of you and me, as one.

Although Fang Yue didn't know what was going on, she felt something was wrong.

They were on the cold river, if something happened to the giant ship on the cold river, they would all be doomed, and no one could leave the cold river alive.

Without thinking too much, Fang Yue yelled, and rushed up immediately. When the black roulette behind her was opened, the black silk spread out in all directions like tentacles, and frantically cleaned up these red-eyed strange fish like clearing the field.

Jing Yan roared, and then tried to attack the red-eyed monster fish, thinking of getting some assists to increase his attributes.

Only in the early morning, when I saw the picture of the combination of the wooden board and the red-eyed strange fish on the ground, I became excited. Ignoring the efforts of Fang Yue and the other two to clean up the picture, I went straight to the place where the strange fish and the wooden board were glued together, and started to observe and study with glowing eyes. .

...

Qingcheng, the gate of the city.

Qingcheng, the capital of Qingguo, commonly known as the capital, is the most prosperous place in Qingguo.

The gate of Qingcheng is one of the most popular areas in Qingcheng.

There is nothing more than one reason.

That is, as the only open entrance and exit of Qingcheng, the flow of people is huge.

And they are basically foreigners, who don't know much about Qingcheng.

In the case of unequal information, local people do business with outsiders, and there are many sayings in it.

However, not everyone is qualified to set up a stall and do business in such a treasured place of geomantic omen.

Coincidentally, an old man with a white beard who looks sparse and ordinary can set up a chess endgame in such a treasured place of geomantic omen, waiting to invite you into the urn.

The end game of the old man with white beard was very good, and there were a steady stream of challengers, but none of them succeeded.

The challenger in front of the old man at this moment is a new disciple from Raging Fire Sect, who seems to be called... Tianlong?

Claiming to be a refugee.

Refuge, a new word in Qingguo, is like a novelty. Whoever calls himself a refugee can gain more attention.

This day, Tianlong's qualifications are mediocre, and it was because of this status and some opportunities that he was reluctantly accepted into the Blazing Fire Sect.

Going to Beijing today seems to be running errands for the sect.

The old man with white beard didn't know the specific situation, nor was he very interested.

It's just that this little guy was attracted by his endgame chess game as soon as he entered the capital, and he was eager to try it out.

But what's weird is that every time this little guy makes a move, he will be in a daze for a long time before going back to make the next move, and he will still mutter incomprehensible words such as 'alpha' and 'artificial intelligence'.

The white-bearded old man didn't care, after all, the person he was waiting for hadn't appeared yet.

The people around pointed and pointed, most of them just watched the fun.

All of this was expected by the old man with white beard.

But suddenly, as if he had sensed something, his expression changed several times rapidly.

The luster of the eyes faded, and they became similar to the Tianlong refugees in front of them, standing still like a statue.

In the fate.

The little blue man representing the eldest prince Qing Qianyang suddenly injected his soul.

He looked down suspiciously at the fishing line in his hand, which had been disconnected.

But the reason was unclear. Looking down, it was a vast expanse of whiteness, not at all as clear and refreshing as when he was baiting before.

It shouldn't be like this. With my cultivation base, I can see clearly what's going on below. Why can't I catch the slightest trace of that person?