Before he finished speaking, "Li Luo" had already said coldly: "It is sinful for an immortal to fight against a mortal!"
boom!
The red gold flames soared into the sky and submerged the immortal in dark green robes in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared, leaving only a pile of white powder. Before it hit the ground, it turned into fly ash without even a trace. Nothing left!
"Li Luo" Immortal Lord's expression remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened just now. He looked at Immortal Lord Golden Eyes and said, "Do you have anything to say?"
The golden-eyed immortal was silent.
He never expected that this venerable would be so decisive. Even though Fang Yuan had followed him for tens of thousands of years, once he violated the law of heaven, he would definitely die!
"Li Luo" saw the golden-eyed immortal being silent, and immediately said: "If you leak the immortal secret, you will be punished!"
boom!
A ball of flame exploded, and the Golden Eyed Immortal was directly burned to ashes!
In the moist and hazy mountains and rivers, there is a lone pine, standing upright on the edge of the cliff, with pine needles falling like raindrops on the chessboard.
A cool pine breath filled the air, which was refreshing and refreshing, but the air on the cliff became heavy and solid.
"Old" holds a black chess piece, suspended in the air, motionless.
And around him, there were densely packed figures.
A group of powerful Mahayana warriors wearing various costumes looked solemn and showed no intention of communicating. Everyone was looking at the chessboard in front of them attentively.
One after another, the gleaming chess pieces are arranged quietly between black and white.
At this moment, Jiuyi Mountain's "Tao Zhou" suddenly said: "The overall situation has been decided."
"Jian Shu" also nodded and said in agreement: "So far, no accidents have happened."
"Fu Qiong" of Chongming Sect said calmly: "It was in this tomb that Zhan Wuji found a path to immortality."
"This Zhan Wuji has a lot to do with 'tribulation'."
"Perhaps it was because of his encounter with Zhan Wuji that he did not die."
"Zhendu" glanced around, his white clothes fluttering, the gems on his forehead and eyes flashing bright light at the same time, looking particularly enchanting, he said loudly: "Now, there are no other races here."
"There is no need to hide some things."
"In just three days, so many powerful Mahayana warriors died in this game of chess!"
"Only Zhan Wuji can achieve this by using the Eighty-one Heavenly Tribulation as a guide."
"If it were an ordinary chess piece, I'm afraid this game would have been lost long ago!"
"The danger of this game of chess is probably more than just the big danger!"
Hearing this, all the Mahayana ancestors were silent.
There is obviously something wrong with the game of chess in front of me!
With the power of this passage, there would never be so many strong men in the Mahayana stage who would perish!
However, there is also a reason, that is, this fairy road guide is too cruel.
Zhan Wuji killed so many powerful people in the Mahayana realm by himself. If Zhan Wuji was the one to do it, then how many of them entered the Mahayana realm later?
Therefore, the biggest problem is this game of chess!
"Tuo Zhou" from Jiuyi Mountain frowned and said: "In ancient times, there were some terrible games."
"However, after eighty-one calamities, you can fight an immortal!"
"Even if something happens, it's impossible for so many Mahayana people to die so quickly."
"This game of chess may be the beginning of a great war!"
As soon as these words were spoken, fallen leaves were flying on the top of the mountain, and all the Mahayana ancestors fell into silence again.
"Fuqiong" paused and then said: "Our nine major sects all have some information about ancient times."
"About what happened after the ancient war, there are more detailed records in the sect's secret vault."
"Only for that one, among the nine sects, there is no record of that battle."
"Even our ancestors only passed it down from generation to generation without records."
"This game of chess is truly a great battle."
"Even the nine ancestors must unite."
"In that crisis-ridden era, even Zhan Wuji, who is at the 81st level, may not be able to escape unscathed!"
"Jian Shu" Mianzhu trembled slightly and said in a low voice: "Our nine great divine sects indeed have no records about the beginning of the ancient war."
"However, among the nine sects, there are still records about the situation at the beginning of the ancient war."
"Every time, since the beginning of the ancient war, someone will fall."
"So far, no god has been able to achieve transcendence from this game of chess!"
"Of course, except for the founders of our nine major sects, no one has ever reached the eighty-first level of thunder tribulation!"
"Fuqiong" nodded, this is a new chessboard, and with every game, a new chessboard will appear.
Unless this happens three times, this game of chess is likely to change.
In the past, if the Great War began, everyone would spend it like this.
Fortunately, this time's Immortal Dao Introduction is extremely powerful.
Now, he has hope of ascending to the next level, but this game of chess is too dangerous, and he is likely to lose!
While the nine ancestors were discussing, the "old" suddenly returned to the chessboard with a sunspot in his hand.
Those powerful men in the Mahayana stage all looked at the chessboard with their eyes shining brightly.
clatter!
A crisp sound sounded, and a white chess piece was instantly sucked away from its spiritual energy and disappeared from the chess board.
The faces of the Mahayana ancestors of the nine major sects became ugly.
But judging from the current situation, the death of a Mahayana monk is not a bad thing.
At this thought, the "Eternal Destruction" Reincarnation Tower's eyes calmly said: "This time it is a false path."
When Su Zhentian's "Mo Gui" heard this, he immediately stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, and said calmly: "I'll give it a try."
The other four major sects all remained silent, and no one raised any objection.
"Mo Gui" swung her brocade skirt and walked to the chessboard. She reached out and picked up a white chess piece from the chessboard and placed it on an empty space on the chessboard.
clatter!
As a chess piece fell, the beautiful figure also disappeared.
boom!
Surrounded by mountains, it looks like a screen.
The branches, jade leaves, spiritual fruits, and yao grasses are all growing vigorously, and a vast spiritual energy is like a surging river, flowing across the valley with great force.
A violent force seemed to fill this area silently.
Among the mountains, there is a game of chess and a person.
clatter!
The fairy in white held a white chess piece, and with a wave of his sleeve, it landed on the chess board.
The next moment, a graceful figure appeared in front of him.
She was like a blooming peony, with her colorful skirt and red gold ring making her appearance even more beautiful and refined, and extremely beautiful.
The jade arms of "Ink Rose" danced lightly in the wind, her black hair was spread on both sides of her cheeks, her long eyelashes were like a fan, and her bright eyes eclipsed the colorful flowers around her.
At this moment, the immortal in white suddenly raised his head and said in a vague voice: "Like a dream, like a dream, the years are like a song!"
