"it!"

When the chessboard carved from stone bloomed, Lin Beichen subconsciously said a word.

Body...

The body seemed to have been hollowed out a thousand times, and his legs were so weak that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Sister Fairy, catch Mu Mu!"

Lin Beichen gritted his teeth and used his last bit of strength to throw Zhou Mumu out of his arms.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

Lin Beichen opened his eyes and his head was dizzy.

This is in a cave, an old man with a mustache is immaculately clothed, sitting indifferently on the ground, and there is a game of chess in front of him.

This old man has a habit of cleanliness!

"You are the thousandth person to challenge the Yin-Yang chessboard. ”

The bearded old man suddenly spoke, and an intriguing smile appeared on his face.

"What yin-yang chessboard?"

Lin Beichen was a little confused.

"My name is Zhang Mengshan, and I am the founder of the Yin-Yang Dao, the first Yin-Yang Holy Master!"

"After I ascend, I will leave a endgame, if anyone breaks this endgame, they will get the Yin and Yang Demon Pestle! ”

"If you can't break the endgame in two hours, you'll die!"

After speaking, the old man closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Lin Beichen: "......"

The first person, Ren Yin and Yang Sheng, advocated the fierce mountain?

Have you ascended to the Immortal Realm?

If you can't break this endgame, you'll burp?

Lin Beichen felt that the world was full of malice towards him!

The master never said to challenge this endgame, for the yarn to force the master to come to this broken place?

Staring at the endgame in front of the old man with a figure-eight beard, Lin Beichen gave up after watching it for more than ten minutes.

Go?

Damn, I don't understand!

But Lin Beichen could see that Baizi had the advantage, like a roaring dragon, staring at Heizi fiercely.

If you take the white son as a dragon, the sunspot is an ant, scattered and scattered in the chessboard without formation.

And Lin Beichen must use sunspots to solve the endgame!

......

Lin Beichen's every move was in the eyes of everyone.

"Yin Yang Holy Lord, if Beichen dies inside, my Shenxiao Holy Land and your Yin Yang Holy Land will not die!"

The Divine Heaven Holy Lord waved his hand, and Chen Xianzhao carried it in his hand like a dead chicken.

If Lin Beichen has an accident, the Holy Lord of Shenxiao will pinch Chen Xianzhao to death as soon as possible.

The Holy Lord of Shu Mountain was not verbose, and the flying sword in his hand let out a crisp sound.

"Meet the Holy Lord!"

Ten Mahayana Shushan elders gathered in the southeast and northwest, and their sword intent was pressing!

"Array!" said the Holy Lord of Shushan lightly.

The Ten Swords Blood Sea Sword Formation, this array is at least set up by ten Mahayana monks, and these ten Mahayana monks must have the same mind.

These ten Mahayana Shushan elders have lived together since they were children, and anyone who takes off their pants knows what kind of fart he is putting on.

The Ten Swords Blood Sea Sword Formation is infinitely powerful, and it is more than enough to kill the Tribulation Realm with the power of ten people!

The two Holy Lords were angry in unison, and the Yin and Yang Holy Lord's expressions were so cold that they could drop off the ice ballast.

Although Lin Beichen is the reincarnation of the Three Immortals, he has not yet fully grown up. Geniuses in the cultivation realm are dying all over the place, and the two of them are fighting against me in the Yin and Yang Holy Land because of one Lin Beichen, do you have to think carefully about it?"

"Okay, I'll tell you. If my junior brother dies here, the master will wipe out the entire Yin and Yang Holy Land!"

Murong Qian's eyes were red, and she said every word.

"Heh, the Heavenly Demon Holy Lord would start a war with the deity because of an apprentice of the Foundation Realm?

The wind was raging, and the monks of the entire Yin and Yang Holy Land were kneeling on the ground inexplicably.

"It's... With this familiar suppressive force, her strength has increased again. The face of the Divine Heaven Holy Lord changed suddenly.

It's all too familiar!

"It's terrifying, I have survived nine hundred and ninety-nine tribulations, but it's a pity that after the end of the law era. Monks cannot ascend to the immortal realm. Otherwise, at this time, the strength of the Heavenly Demon Holy Lord will soar to the Immortal Realm, and it will also be a hegemon!" said the Shushan Holy Lord regretfully.

"Ugh..."

"It's a pity!"

Shenxiao Holy Lord's legs trembled slightly, he was almost unable to hold on to his knees, and the monks present were all throwing their bodies to the ground, and their mouths made a kiss contact with the earth.

"Yin and Yang Holy Lord, if Beichen dies, there will be no Yin and Yang Holy Land on the continent from now on!"

An ethereal, hollow voice reached everyone's ears.

Until now, the Heavenly Demon Holy Lord had not yet appeared, but everyone felt an inexplicable pressure.

The Yin Yang Holy Lord's face was pale, and before he could speak, he knelt on the ground, and a monkey sat on the head of the Yin Yang Holy Lord, scratching his ears and cheeks, and let out a fart by the way.

"In my eyes, you are all ants!"

The terrifying suppressive force disappeared, and the people present raised their heads when they saw the Yin Yang Holy Lord kneeling on the ground on his head, and a monkey riding on his head to shit and fart.

Poof—

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back!"

"I'm professionally trained, unless I can't help it!"

"Hahaha, I'm going to die laughing, hiccup~~~"

If other people snickered because of the identity of the Yin and Yang Holy Lord, the Shenxiao Holy Lord laughed so much that tears came out, and the Holy Lord of Shushan laughed and his stomach hurt.

The dignified Yin and Yang Holy Lord, admired by thousands of people, a famous and powerful man in the mainland, there was a monkey who shit and farted on his neck!

This is simply a ridiculous joke!

Crunch crunch –

The Yin Yang Holy Lord slowly got up from the ground, his fists clenched and made a creaking sound, but in the next second, a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Heavenly Demon Senior, rest assured, I will definitely rescue Lin Beichen from the Yin and Yang space. ”

Quack Quack –

The monkey continued to sit on the neck of the Yin Yang Holy Lord and let out a weird laugh.

hetui——

A mouthful of spit fell on the hair of the Yin Yang Holy Lord!

However, the Yin and Yang Holy Lord was just laughing, and he didn't even dare to move.

"Impossible, Lin Beichen will definitely die in the yin and yang space, for tens of thousands of years, no one can break that endgame!"

"Hahaha, Lin Beichen is dead, the old lady is very happy, the old lady is super happy!"

Chen Xianzhao was lying on the ground and kept rolling, Lin Beichen had become his nightmare!

"Yes, the remnant soul of Zhang Mengshan in the yin and yang space has lived for tens of thousands of years, and there have been people who want to break the endgame for tens of thousands of years. Without exception, they all died!"

"Heavenly jealous talent, if Lin Beichen continues to grow, maybe we will be able to witness the birth of the next Heavenly Demon Holy Lord!"

"Lin Gongzi is dead, hey, no one is alive!"

Some people regretted, some people secretly rejoiced, but the Yin and Yang Holy Lord stood in place and didn't dare to move.

A secret sound had just reached his ears, and if the monkey fell from his neck, the consequences would be self-evident.

Dead!

Yin and Yang space.

"Uncle, what's your name?"

"Uncle, let's chatter?"

"Uncle, you are so tsundere!"

Lin Beichen kept waving at the old man with a beard.

The old man with the eight-character beard went from being calm at the beginning to gradually becoming impatient.

"Boy, are you breaking it or not? If you don't break it, you will die, don't suffer Lao Tzu!"