Well, it's actually a Zhenlong chess game, and this thing really exists.

Originally, it was indeed not, but later, a group of bigwigs made a move, and the Zhenlong chess game was really restored.

In the game, there is not only the largest inverted boots in history, including the golden rooster independence, rats stealing oil and other tricks, but also interlocking, the situation is extremely complicated, not to mention, but where the "master" moves chess, there must be no chance of winning.

Especially like the old ghost, the killing spirit, the breath is about to come out, indomitable, there is no offense and no defense, the hard and sharp chess path has fallen into a trap, it seems to be entangled in the quagmire, the more he struggles, the more he can't crack, unless he wakes up himself, understands the true meaning of Kanglong's remorse, first puts himself to death, and then survives, so that he can turn the tables in one fell swoop.

Previously, he played three games of chess in a row, and the way of the game was different, there was extreme defense, and there was a sword to go sideways, but every time the old ghost coping strategy, it was the same, murderous, and extremely stubborn.

In this way, Qin Yang dared to be sure that in the last game, he would definitely be able to pit him.

Some things are very simple to say that they are broken, but if you don't say that they are broken, you will not necessarily be able to have a flash of inspiration if you think about it for 10,000 years.

"Senior, can you let me go now? With this chess game here, the seniors want to be able to pass the time well, and the juniors are useless here. Qin Yang asked tentatively.

As for the treasures given after losing chess, Qin Yang didn't mention them at all......

This old ghost is obsessed with chess, and if it weren't for the fact that there was something that happened to tickle him now, hanging his appetite, maybe after losing chess, he would have flipped the table.

In contrast, the ominous ghost of the one I saw when I first came in was simply a simple and somewhat cute treasure boy......

The one in front of you is the great horror!

He only has chess in his eyes, whether Qin Yang is alive or dead, he doesn't care at all, just like an ant on the side of the road, no one cares if he tramples it to death when he passes by.

It's much scarier than those who are born with malice.

Because how and when you might die is completely unpredictable.

Qin Yang just wanted to get out of here quickly, and when he saw those mausoleums that looked like soft persimmons in the future, he would definitely take a detour without saying a word.

"Well, you're also going to the old man's mausoleum inside, right?" The old ghost stared at the chessboard, didn't raise his head, and seemed to be unconsciously talking to himself: "There are a lot of weirdness here, whether it is a living person or a dead person, there is no good end, you can do it yourself, there are few descendants in the sect who can make the old man look at it, don't die here." ”

"Huh?" Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, and then he had a bad premonition: "Senior, I think this ......"

After Qin Yang finished speaking, he saw the old ghost stretch out his hand, and the divine light gushed out, instantly enveloping Qin Yang, and with a whoosh, it turned into a black light, and in an instant, it had already flown out for more than ten miles.

In the black divine light, the Dao patterns were layered on top of each other, enveloping Qin Yang, rampage all the way, dense and dead air in mid-air, transformed into a huge skeleton thousands of feet high, opened its mouth to devour the black light, but was pierced by the black light in an instant.

In the sky above a mausoleum, the phantom floated, turning into a pair of cold and numb black eyes, but after seeing the black light, it disappeared immediately.

The prohibition encountered was also shattered in an instant under the black light penetration.

All of a sudden, in the ancestral tomb, the demons danced wildly, the chickens flew and the dogs jumped, and there were visions in the mausoleums with thousands of weather and terrifying forests.

It's just that the ominous souls there seem to know who the owner of the black light is, and just by looking at it, they all fall into silence in an instant.

In a short time, the black light flew thousands of miles away and landed on the edge of a desert.

The divine light collapsed, revealing Qin Yang's figure.

Qin Yang's face was dull, and he muttered to himself: "I think there is a misunderstanding here, senior, you want to go wrong, I want to leave the ancestral tomb, not come here......"

"Who the hell is coming here!"

When he came back to his senses, Qin Yang jumped to his feet angrily, with a mouthful of steel teeth, his bite creaked, the green tendons on his forehead jumped violently, and his face was almost green.

What kind of people! What bad habits have you cultivated! Why don't you listen to people after they finish talking!

What a claim you have!

I thank you! I thank you for your ancestors for 180 generations!

Qin Yang stood in place, his lungs were about to explode, these dead ghosts, did they all know that the Demon Stone Holy Sect was constantly sending people to the old man's mausoleum?

However, who really wants to help the dog duo, what treasure, what information?

I came here just to get rid of the golden cicada's shell, to be able to "die" completely, and to "die" without suspicion.

After that, what do you love to do, who wants to really come to this old mausoleum to play with their lives!

After coming to the ancestral tomb, I really want to meet a few seniors who have a better temper, sleep soundly, and will not suddenly jump up and strangle people.

But it's not really about money, it's a little dangerous, you can try, if you die, whoever loves to go will go.

Standing on the edge of the desert, Qin Yang took out a Yimu essence qi crystal, held it under his tongue, and replenished the vitality in his body that was consumed by the rich dead qi around him, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh of melancholy on his face.

There was a piece of yellow sand in front of him, and the earth was extremely flat, which was completely different from other mausoleums he had seen before.

And this is the end point marked on the map, the mausoleum of the elder of the Demon Stone Holy Sect.

Qin Yang squatted down, grabbed a handful of yellow sand and looked at it in his hand, the yellow sand was glowing with golden light, it contained metal, and there was a trace of sharp and irritable breath, grasping it in his hand, he could faintly feel it like a needle prick, if it was an ordinary person, if he dared to reach out and grab the yellow sand here, his palm would become blurred in an instant.

There may have been mountains here before, but there was a Yuan Magnetic Golden Evil raging here, and the mountains had long been strangled and shattered and turned into a desert.

Yuan Magnetic Jin Sha, but not afraid, cultivated the hardware Naxi magic method, Yuan Magnetic Jin Sha can't hurt him, as for the metal magic weapon, the power here is greatly reduced, it doesn't matter, the only metal magic weapon in his hand is the Flying Fish Sword as a magic weapon.

Qin Yang stood in place, muttering for a long time, quite in a dilemma.

Let's go back, just now I flew all the way, but I woke up a lot of weirdness, who knows what will happen when I turn around and go back now.

But if you continue to move forward and enter this desert, I am afraid that the danger inside is not small.

"Hoo ......"

Just when Qin Yang hadn't thought about what to do next, the wind suddenly rose.

A wisp of golden wind drifted through the desert, and in an instant, a violent wind was set off in the desert, and the yellow sand was swept by the wind, but in just a dozen breaths, the desert was shrouded in sandstorms, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

Bursts of sharp and unpleasant, like the sound of metal rubbing, resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the grains of yellow sand were carried by the wind, and when they rushed to Qin Yang's body, there were bursts of clanging sounds.

Qin Yang frowned, secretly running the hardware Naxi magic method, and a layer of golden light covered the surface of the body, blocking all the golden sands.

The sandstorm comes and goes faster, just one stick of incense.

The sky was full of golden sand, falling rapidly, and the originally flat desert turned into a continuous hill.

Suddenly, Qin Yang's expression moved, and he raised his eyes, but saw that in the desert, it seemed that because of the change just now, something that was originally buried under the yellow sand was revealed.

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