The immortal's face darkened. He could not easily contact ordinary people, but at present, the two people in Qingyao Mountain are fallen immortals and the other are the prehistoric search trees that violate the heavenly principles. They are essentially immortals!
He can do anything!
Thinking of this, the immortal immediately stretched out his palm, but the next moment...
He suddenly sat on the chessboard, and at some point a cold figure appeared in the originally empty position opposite.
The whole thing was shrouded in a pure black robe, with a low hood, and I couldn't see my face clearly. I just felt like the incarnation of the horror, weirdness and disaster of the entire world. The man in the black robe said quietly: You first!
Seeing this scene, the immortal was stunned at first, and then he understood what was happening.
He had just finished playing five games of chess. The one in front of him was not Him, but the fallen immortal!
However, the current aura of the fallen immortal is exactly the same as that of Him. The one in front of him regards Him as the fallen immortal!
This game of chess... can't make a move now!
Otherwise, you will immediately enter the game!
I have to wait for the fallen immortal to restore his original identity!
Thinking of this, the immortal sat motionlessly on the chessboard, without any intention of making a move.
After waiting for a while, the cold figure opposite the chessboard immediately urged: Hurry up!
The immortal did not react at all, as if he had heard nothing.
After waiting for a long time, the aura of the figure gradually became extremely terrifying and ancient, like an ancient ferocious beast that suddenly woke up from the long river of time, with a murderous aura, just like the essence.
His voice was cold again and said: Get off quickly!
The sound is not loud, but it is like a heavy hammer hitting, and the entire space is shocked!
The immortal sat upright like a bell, but still had no intention of making a move.
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Qingyao Mountain.
Yu Yuan.
The red color is like fire, and the crimson color is like blood, reflecting the vast sky.
The blood moon that is about to be completed is surrounded by thousands of tiny sharp swords, as if it is a dragging moon halo.
The huge totem pole is tall and straight up the world, and the totems shine, and ancient songs resound throughout the universe.
On the earth, Pei Ling's replica body surrounds the giant corpse puppet, dancing with his hands and feet, twisting his waist and bending his body, and dancing the totem dance.
Suddenly, the collective steps became chaotic, and it seemed that another kind of weird and ancient dance had begun.
But the next moment, another totem lit up above the search tree.
The narrow eyes are cold and graceful, the agile body is light and agile, the nine tails are fluffy, winding like snow-capped mountains, and the screen is lined behind it. With just one flash, it has crossed thousands of waters and mountains and hidden in the mist.
The ancient songs are intermittent and blurry, and the quaint atmosphere is coming again.
All the replicas and giant corpse puppets immediately changed their dance posture again, and they madly danced the totem dance just now.
Seeing that the inner demon Dayan Curse could not compete for the totem dance of Xunmu, Pei Ling was not surprised. After all, this was just a means of the God Transformation Stage. He was able to gain the upper hand for a short time just now because of his current high cultivation level!
At this moment, a totem lit up again on the search tree.
The buzzing sound suddenly spread across the sky, and an extremely huge mosquito was suspended in the sky, with its wings as blood, and its whole body was pure black. The fierce aura rolled like a tide when looking around.
Another ancient song quietly rang.
Among the dancing figures around, countless flying insects suddenly appeared, gathering in groups, flying around, and swarming insects circling, and suddenly danced the totem dance.
It is the law of that immortal!
Pei Ling's expression changed. How long has it been?
That immortal could no longer hold on?
Before he could think more, he immediately pulled out the Nine Soul Sword from the ground. He held the knife in one hand and made a treacherous magic trick with the other hand, and suddenly used the Dayan Curse of the Inner Demon again!
All the figures around him stumbled together again.
The next moment, Pei Ling did not hesitate at all. He swung his long sword and the sharp blade was like frost, slashing towards his own replica bodies.
brush!!
Like frost and snow splashing, the blade of the Nine Soul Knife instantly slashed through all the replicas. The replicas were cut in half, like bubbles, shattered with a bang and dissipated in an instant.
But then, the ashes that had turned into powder suddenly jumped up, recovered in an instant, and turned into a replica.
But that kind of extremely heavy sleeping meaning disappeared.
At the same time, the stagnation of the corpse puppets and insect swarms also recovered immediately.
The replica body, corpse puppet, and insect swarm continued to swing their limbs, dancing the totem dance frantically.
Before Pei Ling could shoot out his second sword, a dozen ancient totems suddenly lit up on the Xun Wood.
The dancing figures and insects became even more crazy, like trembling, spasms, and twists... Every dancing figure suddenly had a layer of cold and ancient shackles.
This is the second rule of immortals!
Pei Ling immediately realized that the situation was not good. He could move freely now, relying entirely on the immortal to block the power of the wooden totem dance for him.
But if this continues, even if the immortal masters more laws than he is now, he will not be able to hold on for long!
Once the immortal dies and disappears, he can only use the Secret Record of Eclipse to transform into other monks.
However, there are only a few who have the rules and have a grudge against him!
Unless he disguises all the ancestors of the nine sects!
As his mind moved, Pei Ling once again cast the Dayan Curse of the Heart Demon, and all the dancing figures were collectively stiff.
However, this time, the Nine Soul Sword in his hand had just been swung out, and all the figures in the dance had instantly recovered as before, and continued to dance trembling and crazy.
This is not that he is too slow to shoot the sword, but that the influence of the Dayan Curse of the Inner Demon on the Totem Dance is getting smaller and smaller!
If it were a monk with insufficient cultivation, I was afraid that I would not even see the pauses of the dancing figures just now!
brush……
As the cold light sucked and spitted, the Nine Soul Sword slashed through the dancing figures, but it seemed as if it was slashing the air, and did not cause any harm to the figures.
On the contrary, his sword law appeared a strong sense of peeling off the moment he encountered those figures.
The totems on the search tree were densely packed in an instant, and a large area lit up again.
The dancing figures stepped out in one step. As they turned around, the chaotic shadows on the ground stood up like living things, and then joined the totem dance.
The third law of immortals!
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Floating habitat.
A lamp is like a bean, illuminating a square chessboard.
The immortal sat motionlessly. The cold figure on the opposite side had become extremely terrifying. The original bizarre surroundings turned into a dark patch, as if there were endless sneaky, weird, evil, malicious... filled it, as if it was like a tide, pressing towards the immortal step by step.
Seeing that the person opposite the chessboard was about to urge him for the third time, the immortal's face turned cold.
Three laws... The fallen immortal is still using his identity!
He himself mastered two laws. After obtaining the Immortal Position, he had one more law. This time, he repaired the seal of the fallen immortals in the lower realm and obtained another law, and he mastered four laws in total.
But now, Xunmu is against the will of heaven, and the Fallen Immortal is using his identity... He is also dragged by the Fusheng chess game and cannot take action!
The current situation is equivalent to the fact that the Fallen Immortal and Xunmu join forces to deal with Him!
No!
And the one opposite the board...
Knowing that if this continues, the last rule on His body would also make wedding clothes for others. The immortal no longer hesitated and immediately picked up a white piece from the chess jar next to him and fell onto the chessboard.
despair!
The moment the chess piece fell, the figures of the immortal and the chessboard disappeared at the same time.
Under the dim light, the endgame is silent, and the surroundings are changing endlessly, with lights and chess, but there is no change. It seems that it has experienced the surging time, but it is still the same as before.
He can do anything!
Thinking of this, the immortal immediately stretched out his palm, but the next moment...
He suddenly sat on the chessboard, and at some point a cold figure appeared in the originally empty position opposite.
The whole thing was shrouded in a pure black robe, with a low hood, and I couldn't see my face clearly. I just felt like the incarnation of the horror, weirdness and disaster of the entire world. The man in the black robe said quietly: You first!
Seeing this scene, the immortal was stunned at first, and then he understood what was happening.
He had just finished playing five games of chess. The one in front of him was not Him, but the fallen immortal!
However, the current aura of the fallen immortal is exactly the same as that of Him. The one in front of him regards Him as the fallen immortal!
This game of chess... can't make a move now!
Otherwise, you will immediately enter the game!
I have to wait for the fallen immortal to restore his original identity!
Thinking of this, the immortal sat motionlessly on the chessboard, without any intention of making a move.
After waiting for a while, the cold figure opposite the chessboard immediately urged: Hurry up!
The immortal did not react at all, as if he had heard nothing.
After waiting for a long time, the aura of the figure gradually became extremely terrifying and ancient, like an ancient ferocious beast that suddenly woke up from the long river of time, with a murderous aura, just like the essence.
His voice was cold again and said: Get off quickly!
The sound is not loud, but it is like a heavy hammer hitting, and the entire space is shocked!
The immortal sat upright like a bell, but still had no intention of making a move.
********************
Qingyao Mountain.
Yu Yuan.
The red color is like fire, and the crimson color is like blood, reflecting the vast sky.
The blood moon that is about to be completed is surrounded by thousands of tiny sharp swords, as if it is a dragging moon halo.
The huge totem pole is tall and straight up the world, and the totems shine, and ancient songs resound throughout the universe.
On the earth, Pei Ling's replica body surrounds the giant corpse puppet, dancing with his hands and feet, twisting his waist and bending his body, and dancing the totem dance.
Suddenly, the collective steps became chaotic, and it seemed that another kind of weird and ancient dance had begun.
But the next moment, another totem lit up above the search tree.
The narrow eyes are cold and graceful, the agile body is light and agile, the nine tails are fluffy, winding like snow-capped mountains, and the screen is lined behind it. With just one flash, it has crossed thousands of waters and mountains and hidden in the mist.
The ancient songs are intermittent and blurry, and the quaint atmosphere is coming again.
All the replicas and giant corpse puppets immediately changed their dance posture again, and they madly danced the totem dance just now.
Seeing that the inner demon Dayan Curse could not compete for the totem dance of Xunmu, Pei Ling was not surprised. After all, this was just a means of the God Transformation Stage. He was able to gain the upper hand for a short time just now because of his current high cultivation level!
At this moment, a totem lit up again on the search tree.
The buzzing sound suddenly spread across the sky, and an extremely huge mosquito was suspended in the sky, with its wings as blood, and its whole body was pure black. The fierce aura rolled like a tide when looking around.
Another ancient song quietly rang.
Among the dancing figures around, countless flying insects suddenly appeared, gathering in groups, flying around, and swarming insects circling, and suddenly danced the totem dance.
It is the law of that immortal!
Pei Ling's expression changed. How long has it been?
That immortal could no longer hold on?
Before he could think more, he immediately pulled out the Nine Soul Sword from the ground. He held the knife in one hand and made a treacherous magic trick with the other hand, and suddenly used the Dayan Curse of the Inner Demon again!
All the figures around him stumbled together again.
The next moment, Pei Ling did not hesitate at all. He swung his long sword and the sharp blade was like frost, slashing towards his own replica bodies.
brush!!
Like frost and snow splashing, the blade of the Nine Soul Knife instantly slashed through all the replicas. The replicas were cut in half, like bubbles, shattered with a bang and dissipated in an instant.
But then, the ashes that had turned into powder suddenly jumped up, recovered in an instant, and turned into a replica.
But that kind of extremely heavy sleeping meaning disappeared.
At the same time, the stagnation of the corpse puppets and insect swarms also recovered immediately.
The replica body, corpse puppet, and insect swarm continued to swing their limbs, dancing the totem dance frantically.
Before Pei Ling could shoot out his second sword, a dozen ancient totems suddenly lit up on the Xun Wood.
The dancing figures and insects became even more crazy, like trembling, spasms, and twists... Every dancing figure suddenly had a layer of cold and ancient shackles.
This is the second rule of immortals!
Pei Ling immediately realized that the situation was not good. He could move freely now, relying entirely on the immortal to block the power of the wooden totem dance for him.
But if this continues, even if the immortal masters more laws than he is now, he will not be able to hold on for long!
Once the immortal dies and disappears, he can only use the Secret Record of Eclipse to transform into other monks.
However, there are only a few who have the rules and have a grudge against him!
Unless he disguises all the ancestors of the nine sects!
As his mind moved, Pei Ling once again cast the Dayan Curse of the Heart Demon, and all the dancing figures were collectively stiff.
However, this time, the Nine Soul Sword in his hand had just been swung out, and all the figures in the dance had instantly recovered as before, and continued to dance trembling and crazy.
This is not that he is too slow to shoot the sword, but that the influence of the Dayan Curse of the Inner Demon on the Totem Dance is getting smaller and smaller!
If it were a monk with insufficient cultivation, I was afraid that I would not even see the pauses of the dancing figures just now!
brush……
As the cold light sucked and spitted, the Nine Soul Sword slashed through the dancing figures, but it seemed as if it was slashing the air, and did not cause any harm to the figures.
On the contrary, his sword law appeared a strong sense of peeling off the moment he encountered those figures.
The totems on the search tree were densely packed in an instant, and a large area lit up again.
The dancing figures stepped out in one step. As they turned around, the chaotic shadows on the ground stood up like living things, and then joined the totem dance.
The third law of immortals!
********************
Floating habitat.
A lamp is like a bean, illuminating a square chessboard.
The immortal sat motionlessly. The cold figure on the opposite side had become extremely terrifying. The original bizarre surroundings turned into a dark patch, as if there were endless sneaky, weird, evil, malicious... filled it, as if it was like a tide, pressing towards the immortal step by step.
Seeing that the person opposite the chessboard was about to urge him for the third time, the immortal's face turned cold.
Three laws... The fallen immortal is still using his identity!
He himself mastered two laws. After obtaining the Immortal Position, he had one more law. This time, he repaired the seal of the fallen immortals in the lower realm and obtained another law, and he mastered four laws in total.
But now, Xunmu is against the will of heaven, and the Fallen Immortal is using his identity... He is also dragged by the Fusheng chess game and cannot take action!
The current situation is equivalent to the fact that the Fallen Immortal and Xunmu join forces to deal with Him!
No!
And the one opposite the board...
Knowing that if this continues, the last rule on His body would also make wedding clothes for others. The immortal no longer hesitated and immediately picked up a white piece from the chess jar next to him and fell onto the chessboard.
despair!
The moment the chess piece fell, the figures of the immortal and the chessboard disappeared at the same time.
Under the dim light, the endgame is silent, and the surroundings are changing endlessly, with lights and chess, but there is no change. It seems that it has experienced the surging time, but it is still the same as before.
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