Chapter Thirteen: Great Desolation!
The Mahayana of Wushi Villa was leisurely watching this scene, "Suji" said calmly: "A lower-level immortal is a lower-level immortal. Even if there is a way to ascend to immortality, if the Taoist heart is covered with dust, it will be in vain after all."
"No matter how this illusion changes, the place to return to the upper world will ultimately only be the property of our Immortal Emperor."
"Even if we let you and other fantasy sects go first, it's just a joke."
"Li Yi" nodded slightly and said: "The years in the fantasy world have not changed for a long time."
"Now that my return is imminent, let me let these low-level immortals fight with each other to relieve my boredom."
"Mengmi" sighed: "After we came to this world, we always reminded these lower-level immortals of the truth of this world. However, the common people are ignorant and never take it seriously, and even privately think that we are crazy... Now that we are returning, we are about to return.
Even if he wakes up, it's too late."
"What's the point of fighting for priority now?"
The Mahayana "Cangxing" of the Liulu Dynasty frowned slightly and said: "There is no one in my dynasty. If there is a vacancy in the future, my dynasty should also take part!"
"Fuqiong" said calmly: "This introduction comes from my Holy Sect. The chess game can start so quickly because of the introduction."
"The Holy Sect and Yinzi have a deep friendship. Of the eight followers, only one is from our Holy Sect. How can he be worthy of the great cause and effect between the Holy Sect and Yinzi?"
"If there is a need for spectators to join the game next, the first choice would be someone from my Holy Sect!"
The nine major sects started competing for spots for their respective sects, talking to each other, but no one had any real intention to take action.
After all, the chess game has just begun. Only when there are really not enough places will there be further conflicts!
At the same time, "Misfortune", Fei, and Xiu She stood at the outermost edge without saying a word, watching the chess game.
The Immortal was also among the crowd, silently looking at the endgame in front of him.
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despair!
The crisp sound of the chess pieces falling is like the roar of a bell!
Pei Ling suddenly came to his senses and looked up, only to see that he was in a valley.
The surrounding mountains are steep and steep, and a large river meanders out from the mountains. The vast water is turbulent, and there are many weird aquatic animals among the waves, with ferocious faces, riding the waves.
The Qihuayao grass on the banks of the river is dazzling and full of ideas, just like the raging ocean, filling the whole world.
He has never seen this landscape! He has never felt it!
Compared to the mountains, rivers, and vegetation in Panya Realm, the world here has a sense of imminent barbarism and ferocity.
Like an untamed wild beast, every grain of sand and blade of grass is full of pure rejection and malice!
With this feeling, Pei Ling suddenly remembered that Yu Yuan's ruins had given him a similar rejection when he was fighting Xunmu, but it was far from as clear and intense as it was now.
This place is already in ruins!
The ancient times have reappeared, and there is nothing weird about them except for the vitality and aura that are so vigorous and eye-catching.
Only time also stood still, and everything around him remained motionless.
Pei Ling looked around and saw eight other followers, like him, quickly taking stock of their surroundings.
And on the stone table in front of them, a chess game was quietly appearing among the black and white.
Opposite the chessboard, there is an ethereal figure sitting, wearing a white robe. The robe is like smoke and clouds, changing and ethereal, flowing like water.
Just like the "old" one, this being's hood also hangs down from his chin, covering his face so that no trace of his appearance can be seen.
Her whole body was full of unknowns, deep and erratic...as if a huge mist had collapsed, unfathomable...
On the chessboard, black and white quietly change.
Just now, Pei Ling's side held the white stone, and "Old" held the black stone. But now, it has become that Pei Ling's side holds the black stone, and the person opposite the chessboard holds the white stone.
The placement of white stones is exactly the same as where they just landed!
Pei Ling knew immediately that this was the other immortal in the game between the two immortals!
At this time, the immortal raised his head and said in a vague voice: "Life is like a dream, free time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding years were like water that had been accumulated for a long time. It was drawn out of the blocking gate and immediately began to flow normally.
Brutal, fierce, rough...the aura of the primitive world suddenly rushed towards him!
For a moment, all Mahayana people felt a suffocating feeling like drowning.
And above the chessboard in front of them, a turbid white fog suddenly filled the air. The fog was erratic and unpredictable. As soon as it appeared, it dispersed in all directions...
"Xiang Zai" immediately said: "Go quickly!"
At the moment when Patriarch "Xiang Zai" reminded him, Pei Ling had already left the stone bench and left the chess game!
The purpose of their trip is to become immortals!
It’s not about winning or losing in the chess game!
Pei Ling, the leader, took all the followers and quickly left this area.
War King Long Bo followed at the end, and every step he took caused the entire land to shake. The mountains and rocks moved randomly, pouring down like waterfalls. In the great river, waves were set off, and countless water droplets splashed, like a sudden rain.
The water tribe that originally rode the waves, as well as the primitive creatures hidden in the surrounding vegetation, all scrambled to avoid it. For a moment, the birds flew away, the rabbits ran away, and the fish and dragons dived to the bottom, all of them disappeared.
Everyone in Mahayana thought nothing of it. The chess game of Fusheng began. It was already the prehistoric era here.
At this moment, aliens, monsters and other foreign races are ruling the roost, and King Long Bo is the alien race. The greater the movement, the less likely there will be foreign races coming to cause trouble for them.
This is the real reason why the difficulty of the Fusheng chess game is reduced due to the participation of foreign races and demon races!
At this moment, "Death" suddenly asked: "Why do you want to leave the chess game?"
His ferocious eyes flickered, and he also asked: "Can you ascend to immortality even if you don't finish playing chess?"
War King Long Bo did not speak, but his huge pupils drooped slightly, and his eyes were also looking at the group of human monks quietly.
Among the nine major sects, this is common sense that all Mahayana's know clearly. "Death", Xie, and King Long Bo Zhan obviously still don't know anything about it.
Seeing this, before Pei Ling could speak, "Huaixue" said bluntly: "Don't ask any more questions, just follow us!"
As he spoke, the nine people had already left the valley.
The moment I stepped out of the valley, I saw more majestic mountains, rivers and vegetation outside. The inspiration was so rich that it was beyond imagination. It was like a physical ocean, surging in surging over each other!
However, what surprised them the most at this moment was a towering tree that reached straight into the sky!
The huge tree is so vast that it is clearly visible even though it is tens of millions of miles away. It seems that from any corner of the world, anyone can see the tree clearly if they look up.
The tree body is majestic, like a pillar bearing the sky, towering into the clouds, as if it has reached the sky!
This is... Xunmu's aura!
Pei Ling and his entourage were all startled. They had all seen the old Xunmu in Qingyao Mountain, but compared to the giant tree in front of them, except for the similar aura, the vastness and majesty of this giant tree completely surpassed
Imagine.
The Xun Mu in Qingyao Mountain can be said to be as small as a drop of wood in front of it.
This is Xunmu at his peak during the prehistoric period!
Just when they were distracted for a brief moment, a giant claw with gleaming armor and covering the sky suddenly came out from the nine heavens and grabbed six human beings!
boom!!
There was an earth-shaking loud noise, and sand and rocks flew across the ground. Countless grass and trees, and gravel splashed down like rain.
Pei Ling and the eight followers stood unscathed, but at the critical moment, a bloody sword energy slashed out across the world, blocking the giant claw!
Pei Ling looked towards the giant claw with a calm expression, and saw that the giant claw instantly retracted a wide sleeve woven with gold on a white background, and a girl with dragon horns and fluttering clothes came riding on the clouds. Her graceful appearance was unique.
, beautiful and beautiful, with piercing eyes, but they are a pair of red-gold upright eyes. When looking at her, there is a cold feeling.
The girl wears a pure white gold embroidered dress, with numerous pearls hanging down from her waist, woven like a net, covering the outer garment, and the gold weave reflects each other, making it dazzling. Her long red gold hair hangs down behind her, shining like the sun.
Its aura is perfect, and every move is perfect. It is the "immaculate state" that only immortals can have!
Chapter completed!