Burst!

A mouthful of golden-red blood spat out of thin air on one of the squares located on the side of the white area, and a figure appeared on this square.

It was none other than the Tianhong Holy Monarch who had disappeared before.

I saw that his clothes were disheveled, and there were several holes and clearly visible blood in them, and there were still golden red blood stains that had just been spit out at the corners of his mouth. The breath up and down his body was obviously a little sluggish.

"Huh?"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was stunned.

Full of surprise, he looked at the Tianhong Holy Monarch who suddenly appeared.

"Challenge Success!"

Before everyone could think about it, they heard the ethereal voice come again.

This made everyone suddenly.

Obviously, the Heavenly Hung Saint Monarch had just been apparently teleported somewhere, facing some kind of challenge. It is not disappearing as everyone thinks. At this moment, the challenge was successful, and it was undoubtedly teleported.

But what makes everyone curious is that.

What kind of challenge can make Tianhong Shengjun so embarrassed?

"Hmph. ”

Facing everyone's amazement, like the eyes of a monkey in a zoo, Tianhong Shengjun couldn't help but snort a little unhappily.

The crowd didn't care.

"Buzz!"

But at the same time, the blood-colored beam that moved from the Wind Emperor seemed to fall on the Tianhong Holy Monarch.

In mid-air, the sticker appeared.

Tianhong Shengjun also reacted when he saw this scene, and said lightly, "Stop!"

A '6' sign was thrown off.

Six squares forward.

When he saw the blood-red chess grid under his feet, Tianhong Shengjun's face suddenly changed.

"The blood is not qualified, and there will be challenges!"

The ethereal voice sounded as expected.

"I'll go to your uncle......!

This made Tianhong Shengjun can't help but scold. But before he finished scolding, he directly wrapped it in a stream of teleportation energy from 'Hum'.

And then......

Disappeared from the field again!

Chen Yi et al.: "......"

Although they don't know what the challenge is that the other party has experienced, just by looking at his embarrassed appearance, he knows that this challenge is not easy.

And as soon as this product came out, it went in again, and there was really no one!

However, this scene also made the suspicion of several people in the audience fade a lot.

At least it is certain that the disappearance of the Heavenly Hung Holy Monarch is not the evaporation of the world, but just being teleported away...

After the Tianhong Saint Monarch, it was also the turn of the Golden Flame Saint Monarch.

A '3' is drawn, and after the first three squares, it is obviously a colorless grid.

This made the Golden Flame Saint Monarch's face very unsightly.

Although he didn't accept any challenge and be teleported away like Tianhong Shengjun, it was just a simple forward three squares, which was obviously not something he could accept.

After all, in terms of distance, Chen Yi and the Hundred Imperial Saints had a great advantage. With his current position, if he couldn't advance twenty or thirty squares at a time like the Wind Emperor and the Spirit Ancestor, it would obviously be very difficult to catch up.

"Buzz!"

After the Golden Flame Saint Monarch, the beam of light shone on the head of the Hundred Imperial Saint Monarch again.

At this moment, the Hundred Imperial Saints looked quite demonic. The inner layer around his body was filled with blood-red light, and the outer layer was surrounded by pitch-black light, which looked like an evil demon in the light beam.

"Stop!"

The Hundred Imperial Saints didn't care about this, just looked at the lottery holder swinging in the air, and waited for three seconds before speaking lightly.

A stick was thrown off suddenly.

But to everyone's surprise, the color of this sign was a little strange, and there was a ray of pitch black around it. Let the whole stick look as strange as the light around the Hundred Imperial Saints. And the numbers above, too.

“-3！”

A number that puzzled everyone.

At the same time, the ethereal voice also came, "The punishment begins, the negative number is drawn, and you will be in a different color!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Hundred Imperial Saints forcibly drove it, not forward, but backward three squares. At the same time, a black patch appeared under his feet.

"Black is not qualified, and the mandatory punishment is regressed by fifty squares!"

The ethereal voice was heard at the same time.

Before everyone could react, they saw that the entire body of the Hundred Imperial Saint Monarch was like a cannonball, and he directly retreated backwards into the blood-colored area. Then he retreated all the way to the white area of this row of squares, dozens of squares in front of the square where the Golden Flame Saint Monarch was.

"It's... This is?"

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

The Hundred Imperial Saints themselves were also confused!

"What does this mean!?"

But soon he reacted, and couldn't help but be angry on the spot, and his previous good mood was completely gone.

Going back fifty blocks at once, how could he, who was originally less than a hundred blocks away from the end line, accept it?

But the ethereal voice clearly had no intention of explaining it to him. It's just that the pitch-black light that shrouded the body of the Hundred Imperial Saint Monarchs dissipated at this moment.

This also made Chen Yi and others understand the meaning of this punishment.

Let's just say that the Hundred Imperial Saints didn't have any influence at all, and they dare to wait here!

However, in this regard, the Ling Yuan Ancestors are also very happy to hear about it.

After all, they wish that the Hundred Imperial Saints would go backwards!

Now at the front, only Chen Yi is left.

Spirit Ancestor and Golden Flame Saint Monarch all looked at Chen Yi with anticipation for a while, and they were already silently reciting those two numbers in their hearts.

2 and 4.

Because Chen Yi was now in the second square in front of the blood-colored area, as long as he drew these two numbers, he would undoubtedly step on the two punishment squares that the Hundred Imperial Saint Monarch had stepped on before.

As long as Chen Yi also regresses, then their disadvantage will undoubtedly be small!

"Hoo ......"

Looking at the sticker swinging up and down in mid-air, Chen Yi couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He also secretly said in his heart: "Luck Bell, you have to be more powerful!"

As he spoke, he also whispered, "Stop!"

Brush!

A pick was thrown down and landed next to the chess grid where Chen Yi was.

When he saw the big number '8' on it, Chen Yi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Eight squares forward.

He immediately looked to his feet.

Although it is not 2 and 4, it is difficult to guarantee what color of the lattice will be under your feet.

It's just that when he saw that touch of blood, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Challenging the grid?

Several other people in the field also had these three words in their hearts.

"Blood corresponds to the grid, get an extra chance to draw lots!"

But with the sound of the ethereal sound, everyone reacted.

It's not a challenge!

Chen Yi is a blood-colored chess piece, and this blood-colored grid is undoubtedly corresponding, not like the previous Tianhong Saint Monarch!

Suddenly, the faces of the Ling Yuan Ancestors suddenly sank.

As the person closest to the end at this moment, Chen Yi is undoubtedly the most difficult for them to accept. And you must know that Chen Yi is one person as two chess pieces. After this additional draw, there will be an additional chance to draw.

If there were a few more 'nines', and then a few more squares of the same color, wouldn't it be the end of the line?

Not paying attention to the gazes of the Ling Patriarch, Chen Yi smiled when he heard this.

Sixteen times luck, it seems that it is not completely useless!

"Stop!"

Looking at the lottery bucket swinging up and down in mid-air, Chen Yi shouted.

A stick is thrown off.

When he saw the number '1' on it, Chen Yicai's smile immediately retracted, and the corners of his mouth immediately twitched.

This Nima is too unbridled, isn't it?

I just praised you, and you have changed back!!

Seeing this, the Ling Yuan Ancestors also breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, the decaying ghost is still the decaying ghost, and luck is impossible to be good. Once, it was a pure accident!

"Blood corresponds to the grid, get an extra chance to draw lots!"

However, just as they were thinking this, a voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

They looked at each other, and saw that Chen Yi was one square forward, and the chess grid under his feet was obviously still bloody.

The Ling Yuan Ancestors were stunned for a moment.

This is a blood-colored chess grid again, so there is a difference between drawing '1' and hairy? Okay, Chen Yi is one square closer to the finish line!

The corners of their mouths twitched in unison.

The corners of Chen Yiben's twitching mouth turned back into a full smile. Sure enough, the luck bell is still boastful!

"Stop!"

As if to confirm his thoughts, when another stick was thrown down, the big number '9' appeared on it.

Chen Yi smiled.

Sixteen times luck, no doubt is starting to work!

And when he stepped on the front nine squares and saw the color of the chess grid under his feet, his heart was undoubtedly more convinced of this.

Scarlet!

It's Scarlet again!!

"This ......"

When the Ling Yuan Ancestors saw this scene, they were all completely stupid as if they had been hit by a truck.

Nima, what about the decaying ghosts?

"Stop!"

Especially when I saw Chen Yi dropping down, the stick that was thrown off from the holder.

The Ling Yuan Ancestors were completely stupid.

9！

On top of this stick, there is a big 9!!

"Bastard! God, I don't want you to be so partial!!"

Seeing this, the Hundred Imperial Saints couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar on the spot.

But no one was destined to respond to him.

Chen Yi moved forward nine squares, and this time it was obvious that it was no longer a blood-colored chess grid, but a colorless chess grid.

This also made the Ling Yuan Ancestor feel a little better.

Although it moved forward nine squares again, it was fortunate to stop!

Well, something seems wrong......

"Buzz!"

When they saw the beam of light shining on Chen Yi's body, they trembled and continued to reflect on him, and the Ling Yuan Ancestor and the others immediately reacted.

This Nima is used as two chess pieces, and Chen Yi still has a chance to draw lots!

"Fuck your uncle!!"

The Spirit Ancestor only felt like they were going crazy!

After three consecutive bloody squares, Chen Yi had now reached the twenty-ninth square on his side. There are obviously only twenty-one squares away from the row of squares leading to the end in the middle. Counting the middle row, there are only seventy-one squares left from the end line.

Look at them.

The nearest Hundred Imperial Saint Monarch was now more than one hundred and forty squares away from the finish line, which was twice as many as Chen Yi's.

This makes Chen Yi continue to move forward, what do they want to chase?

Punish!

For a while, the Ling Yuan Ancestor and several people had these two words in their hearts at this moment.

Now only when Chen Yi steps into the punishment grid, there is no doubt that they have a chance to catch up!

"Stop!"

But what made them desperate was that Chen Yi threw down another big lottery with the number '8' in front of him, and he moved forward eight squares.

The chess grid under his feet turned out to be a blood-colored chess grid again!!

"Ahhh

Seeing this scene, the Hundred Imperial Saints couldn't help it at all, and roared up to the sky again.

After all, he was with Chen Yi, why did he regress fifty squares at once, and Chen Yi could keep getting closer to the finish line?

He was not convinced!

He really didn't accept it!!

Since he met Chen Yi, he felt that he had not acted smoothly. Danfan's actions against the former have not been effective so far.

If it was just Chen Yi's means, it would have been enough, but at the most critical time, the prohibition that always appeared here inexplicably protected Chen Yi.

If Chen Yi is not the ancestor of the Heavenly Absolute Saint Monarch, he will not believe it if he is killed!

Hearing this, Chen Yi couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The Heavenly Absolute Saint Monarch favored him?

It's just a joke!

Except for the ban on the weird ladder at the beginning, which really relieved him, the follow-up has nothing to do with it at all, okay!

However, he could also understand the self-righteousness of the Hundred Imperial Saints.

After all, as a holy monarch, there is every reason to believe that the temple has just been broken down without the prohibition on that high platform.

"Stop!"

Ignoring the other party, Chen Yi looked at the swinging stick that appeared again in the air in front of him, and said lightly.

When I saw the big number '9' drop, the field suddenly fell completely silent!

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