Watching the Emperor leave, Yang Zhijiu recovered!

"Monster, monster!" Yang Zhijiu said in lingering fear.

"Meow, I have protected her for so many days, but I haven't even laughed at me. It's so cold!" Meow Meow shook her tail and said angrily.

"Okay, my business is over. Now go to the site of the Immortal Holy Land!" Yan Chuan said with a righteous expression.

"Yes!" Qinglong nodded.

"Bring me, Qinglong, take me with me, I don't want to stay here!" Yang Zhijiu shouted immediately.

Qinglong looked at Yan Chuan, and Yan Chuan nodded.

With a big sleeve, Qinglong flew quickly towards the southwest with his two cats.

Half a month later.

The three of them have arrived outside the ruins of the Immortal Holy Land.

"The saint has told me that it is in the Immortal City ahead!" Qinglong explained while flying.

"Immortal City?" Yan Chuan said in confusion.

"After the annihilation of the Immortal Holy Land, my Dazhao Holy Land opened a city nearby, named the Immortal City. Although it is very far from the Dazhao Holy Land, no sect dares to disturb you. Therefore, as long as the people from the Dazhao Holy Land gather in the Immortal City, the saint should be there too!" Qinglong said.

"So, the strong men from the Dazhao Holy Land have gathered in the Immortal City at this moment?" Yan Chuan asked.

"It should be! Although the Immortal Holy Land was extremely glorious in the past, the current environment was extremely harsh and the yin energy was rich. Therefore, most cultivators were unwilling to stay outside, and cultivators nearby usually lived in the city!" Qinglong explained.

"Um!"

"Over there, we're here!" Qinglong's eyes immediately saw the distance.

Not long after, a huge city appeared in front of the three of them.

"call!"

In a blink of an eye, everyone arrived at the Immortal City.

"In and exit inspection!" a guard shouted at the city gate.

"I dare to check if you blind your dog's eyes?" Yang Zhijiu immediately scolded.

"Ah, Mr. Yang, the villain misread it, he misread it!" The guard immediately recognized Yang Zhijiu and quickly apologized.

"Well, where does Mo Yuxi live?" Yang Zhijiu shouted.

"Saint Maiden Mo Yuxi? Lives in Beimo Hall. By the way, Mr. Yang, your brother lives in the city lord's mansion, do you want it?" the guard said flatteringly.

"Who?" Yang Zhijiu frowned.

"Son of Gu Yue, do you want me to inform me?" the guard said gratifyingly.

"Hmph, who said I want to see him? Don't block the way!" Yang Zhijiu said coldly.

"Yes, yes!" The guards naturally did not dare to stop each other.

Yan Chuan and his party also successfully entered the city.

The Undead City is probably the same size as Wuyou City, but the population seems to be more than a little more-

Immortal City, Beimo Palace.

Mo Yuxi, wearing a black Confucian robe, held a folding fan in his hand and walked back and forth in the hall. Her eyebrows were deeply locked, as if she was thinking about something.

In the hall, there are white dragons, vermilion birds, and black twilight.

Zhuque looked ugly and said, "Saint, I lost too, what should I do next?"

"Yes, Mr. Wen Ruo's chess path is too strong. Although Zhuque and I made a move separately, the main thing is the chess power of the saint. After two games, they were defeated. What should I do?" Xuanwu also said with a ugly expression.

Mo Yuxi pinched the head of the folding fan and shook her head and said, "Mr. Wen Ruo? My chess skills were learned from him at the beginning. It is not embarrassing to lose to him. It is mainly Yang Guyue! Humph!"

"But there is still one more game! In the morning, the Holy Son of Gu Yue also sent someone to urge him!" Zhuque said anxiously again.

Mo Yuxi thought for a while and turned to look at Bailong.

"White Tiger, no, white dragon?" Mo Yuxi shouted.

Bailong's face was a little confused. It seemed that his name had been decided and had been completely replaced.

"Saint!" Bai Long sighed slightly.

"What did Mr. Yan mention? How long should I stay?" Mo Yuxi said in a deep voice.

"No, I'll just talk about it for a few days, I don't know the specifics!" Bai Long shook his head and said.

"Saint, will it be useful for Mr. Yan come?" Zhuque said in confusion.

"I have a feeling that he can do it!" Mo Yuxi said in a deep voice.

"Ah? Why? Didn't you see him playing chess last time?"

"I heard from Mr. Wenruo that I really want to play a game with Yan Chuan. If Mr. Wenruo cares so much, I must......" Mo Yuxi shook her head, as if she was thinking about something, and smiled unconsciously.

"Cry!"

A sudden cry of crane came from outside the hall.

"Hmm?" Mo Yuxi looked out of the hall in confusion.

"Xiao He'er, what's wrong?" Mo Yuxi said in confusion.

"Bang!"

A huge crane flew into the hall.

"Cry, cry!" The crane flapped its wings and looked out of the hall.

"call!"

Qinglong, Yanchuan, Yangzhi above the square of Jiuluozi Beimo Hall.

"Here, it's great!" Bai Long shouted immediately.

Yan Chuan has arrived?

A smile suddenly appeared on Mo Yuxi's face.

"Yu Xi, I'm here, I'm here!" Yang Zhijiu shouted immediately.

Mo Yuxi's original smile suddenly subsided.

"Yang Zhijiu? Why are you here?" Mo Yuxi said with a stern face.

"I, I'll take a look at you!" Yang Zhijiu shouted immediately.

Mo Yuxi looked at Yang Zhijiu, frowned, and finally sighed slightly.

"call out!"

In the distance, another figure fell on the square, a Taoist in purple. He was the servant who was following the son of Gu Yue in the past.

"Saint Maiden Mo Yuxi, Mr. Wen Ruo has been waiting in Yuntai. If he doesn't go, he will give up his last chance?" said Taoist Ziyi.

"Zi Wen, what's going on?" Yang Zhijiu shouted immediately.

The Taoist Ziyi flew over and saw Yang Zhijiu when he flew over. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but Yang Zhijiu opened his mouth and asked, which made Zi Wen frown slightly.

"Young Master Nine, this is a bet between the saints and saints in the Immortal City!" Zi Wen said respectfully.

"Oh? Gambling? What does it mean?" Yang Zhijiu said unexpectedly.

"The treasure of the Immortal Holy Land, my Dazhao Holy Land is bound to win, but it attracted two holy sons and two holy girls from the Dazhao Holy Land, but the treasure is limited. In order to avoid the fight at that time, I will first take the literary fight. The defeated holy son will retreat." Zi Wen said.

"Wen Dou?" Yang Zhijiu was surprised and said.

"Fighting chess, there is already a saint son, and a saint girl retreats. Now, only the Saint Mo Yuxi and the Saint Gu Yue are left in the Immortal City!" Zi Wen explained.

"Fighting chess? I remember Yang Guyue was not good at chess at all!" Yang Zhijiu said unexpectedly.

"The Holy Son of Gu Yue sent Mr. Wen Ruo!" Zi Wen said.

"I'll just say, I'm looking for the gunman, haha!" Yang Zhijiu said disdainfully.

"Those who accomplish great things do not need to do everything themselves!" Zi Wen frowned.

"Get great things done? Humph!" Yang Zhijiu's face turned cold.

"Saint, have you figured out who you have gone?" Zi Wen looked at Mo Yuxi again.

"Play chess? I like it, I'll do it!" Yan Chuan said immediately on the side.

"Hmm?" Everyone turned their heads and looked.

Zi Wen looked at Yan Chuan and raised his eyebrows slightly. When he came earlier, Zi Wen also saw Yan Chuan. Last time in the Feng Yao Mountains, the Holy Son of Gu Yue issued a killing order to kill Yan Chuan. He originally thought Yan Chuan was dead, but he didn't expect that he would still be alive?

Now I want to play chess again?

"What are you? What qualifications are you?" Zi Wen said coldly.

"Do I have the qualifications? It won't be bothering you!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Hmm?" Zi Wen's eyes turned cold.
To be continued...