I just want to be a quiet man

As soon as the severed arm left the body of "Gu Miao", it also turned into a puddle of poisonous water and sprinkled in the air...

At this time, "Fu Qiong" said in a low voice: "The closer you are to Jianmu, the more immortals from the foreign race."

"If this goes on like this, we may be wiped out before we reach Jianmu!"

"Now, we should not go to Jianmu."

"Should kill the enemy!"

"Only by accumulating enough merits and buying enough power from the ancestor of 'Chongming', can I climb Jianmu!"

"Gu Miao" surged with sword intent, forcibly suppressed the wound, nodded and said: "Okay!"

As soon as the voice fell, "Fu Qiong" immediately pointed to a foreign Sanxian in the distance, and said with surprise: "That foreign Sanxian seems to have no rules... come on!"

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Floating habitat.

The lone pine and cliff, the bitter fragrance, lingering in the rustle.

"Jiu" is holding sunspots, and sits motionless by the side of the chessboard.

Many Mahayana groups surrounded the chess game without saying a word.

Suddenly, the "old" arm moved slightly, and the sunspot held between his fingers fell towards the chessboard.

All the Mahayanas stared at his movements without blinking, holding their breath.

despair!

The sunspots settled, in the chess game, four white stones were blocked in an instant, and they were eaten.

The faces of the Mahayanas suddenly changed. Just now, there were three white stones. On the side of the right path, three Mahayanas entered the game. In such a short time, they fell again, but this time it turned out to be four white stones?

In the chess game, what happened?

Before they could think too much, "Old" had already raised his head, looked at the opposite side of the chessboard, and said in a cold voice, "It's your turn!"

Seeing the "old" start to urge, everyone quickly came to their senses.

"Qing Rong" from Jiuyi Mountain immediately said, "This time, it's the turn of the Demon Sect."

As soon as the words fell, the Mahayanas of the five orthodox sects all looked at the Demon Sect.

Chongmingzong's "Xinghen" and "Yingying" were unmoved, they calmly accepted the gaze of the righteous side, and had no intention of entering the game at this moment.

The "Eternal Destroyer", "Fengbie" and "Resurrection" of the Reincarnation Tower were also silent, their faces were covered by the shadow of the hood, and their expressions could not be seen, but they were motionless, as if they had never heard of it, and they were also not involved in the game the meaning of.

The rest of the Tiansheng Sect just watched the chess game silently, waiting for people from the other three sects of the Holy Way to enter the game...

From the time "Yuzhou", "Hengqiu" and "Chuoyu" entered the game, at most a few breaths have passed!

In just a few breaths of time, four more people fell!

The current situation is very obvious... Whoever enters the game will die!

After waiting for a while, no one was there, and the voice of "Old" became even colder: "Hurry up!"

As the voice fell, the aura of "Old" quietly dissipated, ancient, vicissitudes, thick, and cold, like a huge curtain, opened little by little, and a majestic sense of crisis enveloped all living beings here in an instant...

Seeing this, "Meng Mi" from Wushi Villa shook his head slightly, strode forward, and said softly: "The mere illusion, life and death, honor and disgrace, are all illusory."

"You wait for these small sects from the lower realms, their Taoism is dusty, and they are unbearable to cultivate."

"Even though I regained a little power in this illusion, I am still so trembling and afraid of illusion. This experience is a waste of time. After all, it is just a dream, meaningless!"

"Since you low-ranking immortals dare not enter the game, these four places are all for our immortal emperors!"

It is said that Chongming Sect, Tianshengjiao, and Reincarnation Pagoda have no one to refute, and they are quietly waiting for the Mahayana of Wushi Villa to enter the game.

At this time, "Meng Mi" walked directly to the side of the chessboard, picked up a white piece, and dropped it calmly.

despair!

Amidst the crisp sound, his figure disappeared immediately.

"Old" then dropped a piece, and it was White's turn in the game.

"Xuan Guang" from Wushi Villa stepped out, glanced at the other Mahayanas contemptuously, stepped out, and appeared on the side of the chessboard, took out the white pieces, and fell into the chessboard.

despair!

The moment Bai Zi fell, "Xuan Guang" disappeared.

"Old" is falling again.

Heizi entered the game, and the "pure cadre" of Wushi Villa has already appeared on the side of the chessboard.

The long wind is solemn, the pine branches are covered, and the pine needles are falling, and they fall at will.

Just like before, Bai Zi settled down and disappeared.

"Old" dropped another black piece, and "Yuanhua" from Wushi Villa came to the side of the chessboard, took out a white piece, and dropped it calmly.

despair……

The sound of falling is still curling up, and the "Yuanhua" has faded away.

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flood.

A valley with abundant spiritual fruits and abundant water vapor.

There are bluestone tables and chairs in the mountains and fields, the carvings are simple and unsophisticated, "Wei" white robes are like snow, facing the chessboard alone.

blah blah blah...

A few times, "Meng Mi", "Xuan Guang", "Chun Gan" and "Yuan Hua" appeared one after another.

"Wei" slowly raised his head and looked at the four of them: "Life is like a dream, free time!"

The four of them came back to their senses immediately, got up immediately, and walked towards the exit of the valley.

The vegetation in the valley is prosperous, with weeping branches of spiritual fruits and brocades of spiritual flowers.

The four of them flitted around with their sleeves fluttering, looking at each other freely, chatting casually: "The current entrants, not counting the four of us, should have eight people in total."

"Xuan Guang" said: "Immortal Emperor Pei, Immortal Emperor 'Chuiyu', Immortal Emperor 'Suji', Immortal Emperor 'Wuluo', and Immortal Emperor 'Yiyi'... have already taken up five places, the rest The three inferior immortals, who are they?"

"Chun Gan" flicked his long beard, and chuckled: "This time, the illusion of the chess game is quite dangerous. If you are not careful, you will return to the upper realm ahead of time. Those three inferior immortals are very lucky!"

Hearing this, "Meng Mi" shook his head slightly and said, "It may not all be luck."

"Emperor Peixian is good at sharpening his mind with female inferiors."

"The three inferior immortals who survived should be Su Zhentian's 'Kong Meng', 'Mo Gui' and 'Chuo Yu' without accident."

"There is also 'Ju Yu' taught by Tiansheng."

"Three of these four inferior immortals!"

"Yuan Hua" said calmly: "'Ju Yu' taught by Tiansheng has two phases of yin and yang, he can be male or female."

"It is more in line with Emperor Pei's Dao Heart."

"It must be one of the three surviving inferior immortals."

"As for the other two, they are probably 'Kongmeng' and 'Mogui' who entered the game earlier..."

"Xuan Guang" nodded and said: "It must be so!"

"After going out, immediately meet Emperor Pei Xian."

"Maybe I can still watch the scene where Emperor Pei Xian sharpens his mind."

"Chungan" nodded and said: "Extremely extreme! After going out, immediately read the honorable name of Emperor Peixian..."

While speaking, the four of them had already arrived at Taniguchi.

Unlike all the Mahayanas of other sects who entered the game before, the four of them did not do any defense at all, nor did they slow down, and escaped from Taniguchi generously.

The next moment, the scene in front of them changed suddenly.

The sea of ​​blood is surging, the color of blood is pervasive, there is a throne hanging high in the sky, and the figure of the crown is sitting in danger, the breath is vast and majestic.

There are a lot of people around, and the meaning of perfection is full of circulation.

A deep and majestic voice immediately rang in the ears of the four of them: "Praise my real name, I will be promoted to rank!"

The many human races around, without any hesitation, immediately bowed to the figure on the throne and saluted, and said in unison: "My king is the most holy and bright, with the constitution of heaven in his mouth, and the law that follows his words, from ancient times, immortal and indestructible. The world!"

After the words fell, their aura suddenly rose.

The monks in the Mahayana period directly stepped into the realm of immortals. They are already immortal human races, and their aura has become stronger.

Looking at this grand and grand scene, the four of them had no intention of saying the real name of the King of Kings along with them... How can there be any reason for an immortal emperor to salute other immortals?

However, such a solemn and majestic illusion is indeed quite interesting...

Just thinking about it, a portal emerged.

All the human race beside him fled towards the door with a murderous look.

The four of them did not hesitate, and fled outside.

They had just hemorrhaged the Buddha, and before they had time to observe this illusion, a gust of wind mixed with the roaring and howling of countless insects blew past...

Whoosh...

The four Mahayanas of 49 kalpas didn't even know what happened, their flesh and blood were scraped clean, leaving only four luminous bones, and completely lost all breath...

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Netherworld.

The robbery cloud is mighty and mighty, filled with nothingness.

The heavy rain is pouring down, like the Milky Way bursting.

Huangquan, on the surface of the gurgling river, there are large and small ripples, connected in circles, seemingly endless.

The turbid yellow water was slowly oscillating, slowly beating against a barren continent.

The land seemed to be criss-crossed with countless mountains and ridges. There was no grass and no vitality. It cast a heavy shadow on the underworld, full of deep confusion, death, cold, vastness, vicissitudes... The ancient meaning is almost as real, as if Has existed for immeasurable ages.

At this moment, thousands of raindrops are pouring down, slapping the land and creating mist.

A figure in a black shirt suddenly appeared from the rain, with a restrained aura and a calm expression, it was Pei Ling.

With a flick of his robe sleeves, the saber was already sheathed.

He is now the pinnacle of the "origin" of the Dao of the Sword, and the end of the Dao of the Sword!

In the past, he needed to abide by the six rules of the Dao of the Sword in order to become stronger, but now...every word and deed of him is the ultimate principle of the Dao of the Sword!

He no longer needs to abide by the rules of the Dao of the Sword, He is the rules of the Dao of the Sword!

Suddenly, Pei Ling's eyes dropped, and he looked at the weird land in front of him.

This is the root of the hibiscus tree!

It bears ten days, guards Ganyuan, penetrates countless spaces, goes straight into the netherworld, and connects the worlds of life and death!

When he entered Netherworld last time, he was brought here by the boatman in Netherworld, and he was almost regarded as the nourishment of Fusang.

But right now, he borrowed a way from the underworld, and wanted to return to the prehistoric world, so he happened to use the rhizome of the sacred tree hibiscus.

If you open a secluded way by the roots of this hibiscus, you will definitely be able to return to the prehistoric world!

Just as he was thinking, Pei Ling suddenly felt that there seemed to be some power that forcibly pulled out a strand of his soul!

In an instant, he felt something in his heart, a huge threat suddenly enveloped him, and the breath of death was extremely cold, like a gust of wind blowing toward his face, like a shadow!

It is the means of the Lord of the Nether!

Pei Ling frowned. He didn't know what method the Lord of the Nether had used, but if he turned back now... Not to mention that he was only a golden immortal, whether he could win against the Immortal King would be the final solution to the threat on him. , nor that time!

While meditating, Ji Shuang'er's clear and sweet voice immediately rang in his mind: "Han Dark Sword Sect, 'Hengqiu' has fallen!"

"Su Zhentian, 'Chuo Yu' has fallen!"

"Greedy Dynasty, 'Jianshu' falls!"

"Nine Yi Mountain, the 'Tianzhou' fell!"

Four more people died!