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Li Taibai's whole body was white.

The long hair as silver as snow, the white clothes as silver as snow, and the slender and straight figure stand in the snow, like an unshakable royal city, more like a profound sword.

The sword idiot only glanced away, and his magnificent heart was shocked.

Li Taibai clearly stood in the snow, without a sword in his hand, and he didn't move at all. But Liluo saw dozens or hundreds of swords, hundreds of sword intentions lingering around that figure in those eyes.

As if it wasn't a person at all, but a sword.

A sword that has already reached the unity of human and sword.

Liluo ignited a strong fighting spirit.

He frowned, "What about the sword?"

Two futons and a chessboard appeared in the snow, and Li Taibai smiled: "The sword is in the chess." ”

Shen Tianxin, who had heard that the grinding of life and death had hidden a mysterious doorway, sat cross-legged on the futon very simply.

For this Tianxin girl who was born with Huigen, Li Taibai couldn't help but appreciate it.

Since he won the name of chess and sword, no one in this vast world has dared to play against Li Taibai, the Ten Heavenly Manifestation Saint. Today's unprecedented time, but I didn't expect it to be a young girl!

Li Taibai, who was dressed in white and silver-haired, sat down.

A sudden wind broke out within a radius of 100 meters.

The windswept snow swirled around the chessboard, building a wall of crystal wind and snow a hundred meters away.

Inside the wall, Shen Tian's heart was black.

Li Taibai insisted on white.

This year, the heavy snow sealed the Yan Realm, and the life and death grinding game outside Jiangdu City began.

The one-armed sword twenty-four fell through the wall, and he walked into another world hidden in the grinding chess of life and death, looking for a sword, the armor-breaking sword of Li Taibai.

……

Luo Changfeng, who was outside Jiangdu City, was a bystander.

As the saying goes, the authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear.

The three of them wanted to work together to break the Jiangdu City, and they would fall into the fantasy world of life and death grinding chess, and Shen Tianxin had to devote himself to the black and white game of chess.

Rao is one of the Ten Heavenly Manifestations Li Taibai once fell into the realm, and the three of them did not dare to take it lightly, so they left Luo Changfeng outside the wind and snow wall of Jiangdu City, which can be regarded as protecting the Dharma for the two comrades.

Life and death grinding board, Luo Changfeng has a lot of impression of this chessboard.

I once heard the teacher Wuxiang Daozong mention, saying that this grinding disc was many years ago from the endless sea in the north flowed out, and Jun Tiantu is the same as the Jun Tiantu, it is a thing left over from the world before the troubled times, and I don't know how to spread it to the hands of Li Taibai, the king of Jiangdu, who was enlightening the sword at the 3,000-foot sword wall at that time.

For many years, Li Taibai has guarded the river and never left the river, ensuring that the gate of the Dayan Empire under the watchful eye of the Seven Prefectures is safe, so there are very few stories of life and death in the world today. For the mystery of this grinding plate, even Shen Tian's heart is also blank.

The old man of Tianji promulgated the list of divine weapons to list the world's divine weapons, and never included the immortal book of the otherworldly evil objects in Shen Tianxin's hand. There is no mysterious and unknown grinding disc of life and death in that list.

Maybe the old man thinks it's just a fantasy in a black-and-white game, and in the end it's just a wonderful thing to kill time, and he doesn't have the qualifications to be included in the god list.

But who knows the truth?

……

Inside the wind and snow wall, black and white have been sparsely scattered.

The chess game is unfolding.

Shen Tianxin was pondering.

Nowadays, there are countless chess players, but there are only a few people who can deserve the title of great power players. The old man of the Heavenly Machine, who has survived the longest in the world, counts as one, counts as the master of the ninth star river of the Eight Hundred Sects, and counts as one for the fifth master of the fifth family of the thirteen royal clans under the command of the Emperor League. Except for the gentleman Bai Zhiqiu, who Shen Tianxin didn't know that had been personally visited by the old man of Tianji, only Jun Zeyu and herself in the world could be counted as half a national player, and they could sit with Li Taibai, the chess armor.

Shen Tianxin cherished this opportunity.

It's not that the victory or defeat of the chess game is related to life and death and the success or failure of breaking the river, just as far as chess is concerned, this sitting in the snow and talking about black and white is also of great significance to Shen Tianxin.

So every step she takes will go through careful deduction.

This is an extremely draining thing of divine sense, and Shen Tianxin, who has just recovered from his injuries, doesn't know how many hands he can hold on to to divide the victory and defeat, so he just does his best.

……

Into the mill chess illusion of the fall and walk in the wilderness.

The wilderness is not the wilderness.

It seems to be the season of the beginning of spring, and the four fields are full of tender green mixed with new flowers, red, green, purple and pink as far as the eye can see. The sky was drizzling, like a mist that filled this unknown world with the soft humidity of a delicate little lady in the south of the Yangtze River.

Liluo doesn't like this kind of weather very much.

He likes the strong north wind, the heavy snow, and the thundering rainy night.

He likes to be crisp, like a sword that goes forward and leaves everything behind.

Neither his man nor his sword, it was crisp.

He entered the middle game of chess to find Li Taibai's armor-piercing Thousand Army Sword, not to appreciate the rain in early spring and the flowers of Siye.

He didn't have that patience.

He wanted to destroy them with a sword.

But before he could do that, he needed to do something else.

Kill someone.

Kill a Grey Soldier.

A hundred meters in front of him, a man in armor and a dark helmet appeared on the spring-like field.

The man was holding a sword in his hand, I don't know if it was the armor-breaking thousand-army sword of Li Taibai, the chess and sword double armor.

He couldn't care so much about it, and in the drizzle, he drew his sword with his left hand.

The twenty-fourth silver light of the sword was dignified, and the silky drizzle fell down the sword body, turning into small raindrops like exquisite pearls and jade sliding down the sword body, dripping on the flower and grass shoots that crawled out of the soil, and the green shoots bent down slightly.

Before the green shoots could straighten their bodies, a piece of mud suddenly splashed. The man who left deep footprints on the field held the sword in his left hand, like a north wind that crossed from the harsh winter to the beginning of spring, and swept towards the unknown gray armor.

Before the sword arrived, the intention came first.

Sword intent sliced through the gray armor's dark helmet.

……

On the snowfield outside the Green Canyon.

In the lonely camp in the army formation of the 50,000 Weiyang Army that confronted the demon clan sisters and brothers and the tide of ten thousand beasts, Zhou Tian, a disciple of the Yizi Sect of Xuanyin Mountain, had already completed the final stroke of the dragon painting.

The finishing touches are on the spot.

Zhou Tian dipped the pen in the red ink in his hand.

It was a drop of candle dragon blood.

He took a deep breath to calm his agitated heart as much as possible.

The eyes of dozens of fellow disciples in the camp suddenly converged on the tip of Zhou Tian's pen.

Finishing touches on Sunday.

Finishing touch.

A red light sprang up from the wick of the fire lamp in front of him, and the light traveled along the thin red line that ran through the thirty-six fire lamps, and after a circle, the red light finally disappeared into the dragon's eyes.

Then the dragon came to life.

In the lonely camp under the heavy snow, a candle dragon with a red body as fire flew into the sky, hovering the sky and glaring at the demon brothers and sisters with the blood of the phoenix and the unicorn.

Lin'er and Huang'er's eyes were incredible.

A dragon roared, and the ten thousand demon tides in the green canyon behind him were instantly invaded by fear.

All beasts surrender.

From the pressure of the candle dragon's bloodline, the eyes of Huang'er, who was churning with qi and blood in his body, suddenly turned blood-red.

She raised her head to the sky and roared, letting out a loud and mournful roar.

So in the midst of the flames of Nirvana, the phoenix flew for nine days.

(End of chapter)

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