"Let's go down. The old ghost stretched out his hand, and his expression became solemn, as if he did not despise Qin Yang at all, but solemnly treated him as an opponent.

However, Qin Yang understood very well in his heart, the old ghost did not treat himself seriously, it was just chess, he loved chess and became obsessed, and if he was any opponent, it would be like this.

But the more this is the case, the more pressure Qin Yang will have.

Holding black first, falling down, decent, but the first son falls, and he congenitally falls into a defensive posture, which is a matter of mentality.

But in an instant, visions arose, and everything in front of him suddenly turned into a void that spanned nineteen paths, and Qin Yang and the old ghost stood opposite each other.

On Qin Yang's side, a sunspot fell, turning into a small black snake, coiled into a snake formation, and raised its head vigilantly.

On the opposite side, a white character fell, turning into a small blazing white snake, the snake was full of murderous energy.

You come and go, alternately falling, one by one black and white snakes continue to emerge, from time to time there will be some black and white snakes gathered together, turning into a giant python dragon, constantly meandering in the array, fighting and fighting, between square inches, murderous sky.

The old ghost's face was solemn, and every word fell extremely solemnly, but Qin Yang's sideburns, but cold sweat slowly dripped down, this old ghost was too murderous, and when the layout was settled, it was all indomitable, and there was an extreme way of attacking and not defending.

As soon as a few white pythons were swallowed here, the old ghost changed hands and strangled one of its dragons.

In the void, several silver-white dragons, entrenched in the key places, raised their heads and roared, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, each other, coerced into a momentum, pressed by the general momentum, only to see that in the clouds and mist, the thunderclouds gradually became, and between the thunder and light, they almost wanted to fall.

This is a sign that the general trend has been achieved, Qin Yang sweated on his forehead, meditating hard, but he couldn't find a way to break the situation.

On his side, there was only one jet-black dragon, leading many giant pythons and young snakes, which were difficult to resist, and they were completely suppressed and couldn't raise their heads.

In an instant, I saw the old ghost falling, the halo appeared, the divine light soared into the sky, and among the mighty thunderclouds overhead, the dense thunder seemed to be a rainstorm falling, and the thunder was shining and shining, connected into a piece.

"Whew......"

With a dragon roar, I saw the thunder shattering, and several white dragons, in the midst of the thunder, converged into one, turning into a murderous and majestic white dragon.

The white dragon soared through the clouds, enveloped in the general trend, suppressed, countless giant python young snakes, in an instant, turned into powder, the only black Jiao, was strangled by the white dragon, torn apart, shattered and scattered, and died miserably.

The vision dissipated silently, Qin Yang's face was pale, his eyes were a little dull, and he stood there with a black spot in his hand.

After a long time, Qin Yang came back to his senses, threw the sunspot into the stone bowl, and sighed softly: "I lost." ”

Although it was expected, I never thought that I would lose so quickly and so tragically, and I was completely crushed!

More importantly, this game of chess is not just a game of chess, but also a competition of ideas integrated into the chess game, the old ghost is stronger than him, I don't know how much, he has a huge advantage congenitally, and he is murderous, and he falls into the chess game, he is congenitally weaker than a notch, and there is no possibility of attacking and killing, so he can only defend passively.

After just one game, Qin Yang felt tired, if he continued to play, at most five or six more games, whether he won or lost chess, regardless of it for the time being, he would have died of exhaustion by then.

"Let's go down. The old ghost didn't give Qin Yang a buffer time at all, his face was solemn again, and he stretched out his hand to lead him.

"Wait a minute!" Qin Yang hurriedly waved his hand......

This can be regarded as a remark, this old ghost is not a good bird, the ominous soul of this strange place, there is no good bird, and all people will die if they meet it.

The difference is only the difference in the way of death......

What is the difference between dying when the body is exhausted and dying when the mind is exhausted?

It's not all dead!

The method of killing is different.

"Huh?" The old ghost raised his eyebrows, his eyes burst with murderous intent, staring at Qin Yang, and if he didn't agree with each other, he slapped Qin Yang to death.

Qin Yang was stabbed by the other party's killing intent, and his soul was tingling, but he didn't want to do this anymore.

"Seniors, juniors are not good at chess, far from being the opponents of their predecessors, and then play ten games and 100 games, there is no difference, what the seniors want, is just to find a chess opponent, not to find someone to play chess, can you?"

"Yes, if you have an opponent, even if you lose, it is a great pleasure. The old ghost nodded, looking proud.

Qin Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and struck while the iron was hot: "Senior, it's better to be like this, I have an ancient chess game that I got by chance here, and I put it out, and the seniors can be regarded as playing against the past sages in the air, which is better than playing against the stinky chess basket of the juniors." ”

"Here you come. The old ghost didn't care, and waved his hand casually, signaling that Qin Yang could start.

A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Yang's mouth, it was true that he was a stinky chess basket, but he had never eaten pork and had always seen a pig run, and he was a little forced to brag to others back then, but he had seen a lot of theoretical things, chess games and the like, so he naturally watched a lot.

Whether it's dead or alive, it's up to you.

Qin Yang held the son, put a chess game on the chessboard, in an instant, visions were repeated, in the void, a bottomless abyss, like a gluttonous mouth, waiting for the prey to fall into it, the momentum is huge, but it is coerced by the general trend, and it is invincible by nature, even if it is not winning, the probability of a draw is also very high.

And the old ghost is still indomitable, decisive in killing, and has an offensive and undefended approach.

The white dragon and the abyss, you come and go, wear each other, it dragged on for three days before I saw the abyss crumble, the general trend collapsed, and the white dragon was also scarred, which was a narrow victory.

At the end of the game, Qin Yang's face became even paler, but the old ghost's eyes were full of energy, obviously moving a little real, and finally had a feeling of finding an opponent.

"Yes, come again!"

Qin Yang tugged at the corners of his mouth, didn't say a word, and continued to put on a show.

After two rounds again, he was still killed by the old ghost's indomitable killing method, but every time he won the game, there were not many winners.

"Come again. The old ghost's eyes were more and more dazzling, and the whole person seemed to be crazy, and his face was full of joy.

"Good. Qin Yang also smiled brightly, and then put on a game again.

When the bureau is completed, it turns into lofty mountains and mountains, full of dangers, black and white, you have me, I have you, plus the universe is reversed, all things are disordered, in which the black and white halo is staggered, the killing atmosphere is soaring, and there are layers of layers, and the meaning of infinite change.

I don't see the black snake and white python manifest, and I don't see the black dragon and white dragon transform, but the danger is so complicated that it is seven points more than the previous games.

The old ghost looked shocked, his eyes widened angrily, he held a piece in his hand, stared at the chess game for a long time, and couldn't fall for a long time.

Qin Yang finally showed a hint of a smile, his eyes were closed, and if there was no one around, he fell asleep, which was really too intense......

After sleeping for seven days, the old ghost still maintained that posture, but his eyes were full of madness, and his arms were trembling, and he still couldn't fall off.

Seeing Qin Yang open his eyes, the old ghost let out a long sigh and admitted defeat, but when he looked at the chess game, the madness in his eyes was gone, but he was full of joy, and he could hardly take his eyes off it.

"The old man lost, what is the name of this game, and how to crack it?"

"I don't know, let the seniors crack this game. Qin Yang grinned with a smile that looked innocent.

almost exhausted Lao Tzu's mind, Lao Tzu won't tell you!

I'm so desperate to kill you!