"You four, if you want to leave, you still have a chance."
"I can erase your memory, and that's it."
When King Long Bo heard this, he immediately shook his head and said in a voice like thunder: "I don't have much time."
"Even if this game is extremely dangerous, I will never give up!"
The five tails were lined up in a row, resembling a leopard's head. His eyes flickered and he said in a deep voice: "The Qingyu clan has ancient bloodline and will never give up!"
He glanced at Zhan Wuji alone and said, "We have already made up our mind when we come here!"
Xiu She raised her head and said in a hoarse voice: "Hurry up and hand over your position!"
Zhan Wuji didn't say much and said directly: "I wonder, Uncle Long, if I can enter this chess game with you?"
"Yes!" Long Bo Zhan Wang said without hesitation.
Zhan Wuji continued to ask: "Zheng, are you willing to go in with me?"
Zheng's face showed a look of ecstasy!
The game of chess has begun. If you enter early, you will have more chances to become an immortal!
They originally thought that this time, Zhan Qingfeng would allocate all opportunities to the nine human clans, but they did not expect that this time, it would be the demon clan!
Of course he would not miss such an opportunity, "Yes!"
Zhan Wuji looked at all the Mahayana sects from the nine major sects. No one had any objections, and he immediately said: "Now, our first followers are: Senior Weiwei, Senior Konghui, Senior Chuiyu, Senior Xiangzai, and Gu Senior Miao, Senior Mu, Senior Long Bo and Zheng."
"The next three days will be our last preparation before entering this operation."
"Let's set off in three days!"
"You are not allowed to leave within three days!"
The three days of preparation are for the disciples of the nine major sects to master all the newly learned magical powers and ancient texts.
However, in order to prevent the information from the upper world from being leaked and affecting the fate of the entire world, the floating chessboard changed.
Therefore, all Mahayana monks cannot leave here!
Of course, this is also to guard against the demon clan and other races, even if they don't know the specific information.
Everyone nodded: "Yes."
Zhan Wuji waved his robe sleeves, and the rich [Netherworld Mist] suddenly poured out like a tide, spreading in all directions, wrapping the entire Lanke City in it.
Within this darkness, all methods of external communication fail.
Immediately, Zhan Wuji brought out an extremely gorgeous bloody sedan, entered the sedan, and paid no attention to what was happening outside.
"Fuqiong" waved his hand, and immediately there was a very simple thatched hut with nothing in it except a shabby futon in the middle.
"Fuqiong" pushed the door open, sat down cross-legged, closed the door, and blocked out everything outside.
The founder of "Xinghen" waved his hand, and skeletons grew out of the void. A white building was built in the blink of an eye. The furniture inside was all white and exquisite. The curtains were hung down, covering a A graceful figure.
The ancestor "Ying Meng" took out a carriage as big as a baby's hand from his arms and stepped inside.
The carriage was suspended in mid-air, swaying gently, with the ancestor "Ying Meng" sitting on it. The carriage gradually became hazy, like a mirror, but the sound of "squeaking" was still echoing.
"With fear," the ancestor's heart moved. The blood-red palace appeared out of thin air. The gates of the palace were opened. Countless beautiful women knelt on the ground and respectfully welcomed their master to rest.
The other eight sects also sacrificed their own protective treasures one after another. Suddenly, the entire Lanke City was filled with treasure light and the aura roared.
Exquisite palaces and devilish palaces were built one after another, bustling with people, just like a city that had been abandoned for a long time and was rebuilt in a very short period of time.
"Death" and "Disaster" remained motionless. Countless Yin Qi spurted out from behind them. Two huge thrones slowly rose. In the blink of an eye, they appeared on the thrones, and then slowly disappeared into the darkness, leaving only Next faint shadow.
King Long Bo looked indifferent and just found an open place at random and sat down cross-legged.
Zheng, Fei, and Xiu She took their positions in an empty space in the city.
boom!
Inside the blood-red sedan was a spacious hall that was incompatible with the outside. There was an exquisite throne placed on the steps.
Zhan Wuji sat high on the throne, looking at Qingyao Mountain, a trace of thought flashing in his eyes.
His master is still refining the inheritance of that ancient tree. Although he is still in the state of transcending tribulation, he can feel that the aura exuded by this ancient tree has surpassed the ordinary Mahayana!
However, when the disciples of the Nine Sects gathered together, he went to see his master again, and the master also said that if this game of chess was too dangerous, he would follow him.
If it was before, he would definitely feel embarrassed.
But now, since I have the blessing of the immortal’s thoughts, I can only go to the upper world by myself!
As soon as he thought this, Zhan Wuji immediately sent a message to his master: "Master, this game of chess is a good sign."
He used [Netherworld Fog] to completely seal off Lanke City. Let alone communicate with people outside, he could not even observe the situation outside.
But he himself was not subject to any restrictions.
Moreover, even if people outside wanted to transmit the sound, they would be isolated by the black clouds, but at this moment, he could hear the sound coming from Qingyao Mountain from outside!
Sure enough, the next moment Zhan Wuji heard his master's words: "I wish you great success and success in becoming an immortal!"
Zhan Wuji nodded slightly and glanced at the Evernight Desert.
In the middle of the desert, thick chains of heavenly tribulation hung from nine giant pillars and wrapped around the blood coffin suspended in mid-air.
At this point, these thin chains are almost all broken.
The thick coffin board was actually opened a crack.
These tiny iron chains were all caused by his previous ten inner demon tribulations. Fortunately, the fate of the nine sects suppressed by the nine was very stable.
The only thing that can be seen is that there is an obvious crack in the iron chain of Wushi Villa.
Overall, although this seal is damaged, it cannot be broken in a short time.
And the cracks in the coffin board...
After he was promoted to the Mahayana realm, he gained the favor of the system and became a true immortal.
During this period, the system gave him a total of two opportunities. One was to become a god of all calamities and wanted to break open the coffin. As a result, the thunder calamity knocked him out and made him unable to give the gift to Xu Que.
And now, it's the same.
Under the control of the system, I tried to break the seal, but it was destroyed by thunder.
This time, he didn't lose consciousness, he just felt a slight numbness and then woke up.
In addition, he still remembered that during the battle between good and evil, he was chased by a group of crazy demons in the Evernight Desert.
