In the seemingly peaceful paradise, although the scenery is beautiful and nostalgic, it is actually full of countless undercurrent turbulent murder opportunities.

Lu Feng closed his eyes slightly, his spiritual power turned into the power of silk threads touching here, and suddenly his fingertips pointed forward, and the calm river suddenly turned into a vast ocean and swept over.

The formation changed again, and the sky-breaking water pillars were extremely powerful, and after Lu Feng changed slightly, they turned into even more terrifying attacks.

After realizing the changes here, Lu Feng smiled heartily, "I see." ”

It's not just about your own strength here, but there are many kinds of formations left in each area, and if you can control more, you will have more advantages when facing the enemy, and you can level out the disadvantages between your own strength.

The chessboard of Vientiane is constantly changing, and the heavens, latitudes and earths are mysteriously intertwined.

Every martial artist who is deeply involved in it needs to comprehend the subtleties and occupy the first opportunity in each area, so that it is possible to support it until the last thirty-seven people are decided.

After staying in the paradise for about ten minutes, Lu Feng felt that he had almost figured out the rules here, and his footsteps flashed slightly, passing through a transparent crystal wall and coming to another area.

From the outside world, the golden seat is in the middle of the yuan, and every warrior is a chess piece in it, advancing according to the warp and weft.

The only difference is that it is themselves who manipulate them in the chessboard of the Vientiane, as if they have changed their lives against the sky, and this chessboard that seems to be a test contains a higher level of the Divine Dao Principle.

Kong Xuanzi frowned deeply and sat on the high platform, the inscription attainment that Lu Feng had displayed before made him feel uneasy.

The Pure Void Saint Master had already comprehended the true meaning of the Eight Rank Great Saint Master and turned it into the essence, which made him extremely eager to get it.

As long as he obtained that wisp of true meaning, he could impact the Ancient Saint Realm and become holy, and even step into the position of the Supreme Great Saint Master.

You must know that even if the number of the Eight Rank Great Sage Masters is from the primeval period, it is very rare.

For example, although he is the deputy hall master.

But Kong Xuanzi knew that the real power of this Inscription Guild was still the powerful hall master, an eight-rank Great Sage Master who had lived for a long time, and had obtained the ancient Heavenly Array inscription inheritance.

He suspected that the Eight Grades True Essence was within the sacred body guarded by the ruins of the Heavenly Star Dynasty.

I just want to break through the big array, and the movement is earth-shattering.

And this Pure Void Saint Fall has only been a few hundred years, and the residual power is still there, and that powerful hall master will definitely not allow this presumptuous move.

Therefore, he hoped to silence Qingxu forever and ruin everything he had in the Inscription Guild.

And Lu Feng's arrival ruined his plan.

The Mingzhu Holy Master next to him, seeing Kong Xuanzi's frowning brows, also sneered, this old thing failed to make Qingxu break through the half-step ancient saint, and now he is still plotting his holy body.

It's just outrageous.

His deep gaze fell on Lu Feng's body, full of anticipation.

Buzzing!

The space was twisted like a spiral, and the surrounding scenes were constantly changing, and when Lu Feng stepped on a longitude and latitude line, he was pulled into an unfamiliar area.

The sun is blazing, and this is a dry desert, and every sand is as round as a grain of gold.

"Quicksand Array!"

Suddenly, a huge desert flowed, and a huge whirlpool spun up, and the majestic devouring force was like a whale swallowing a long dragon acting on Lu Feng, who had just set foot here.

Vaguely, there was an old man with a scepter under the desert, and it was he who came here first and attacked Lu Feng.

Lu Feng's brows moved slightly, and he reacted in an instant, he took off in one step, and a trembling force condensed under his feet, and shattered the huge whirlpool with a kick from the sky.

The old man's pupils shrank, a sly smile appeared, the scepter changed again, he triggered the formation naturally set up here, only to see countless golden sand grains wriggling, that is, the dense sound of breaking the sky was as fierce as a torrential rain. Shoot at Lu Feng.

There are too many formations here, and as long as you pull it slightly, you can burst out with powerful power.

And at this moment, he clicked his scepter again, and one flame after another floated out, quickly showing countless golden red light waves, releasing waves of peerless power.

"That old man is the Ginza Holy Master Xi Mo, and his strength can be ranked in the top twenty, and now that he occupies the right time and place, then Lu Feng is going to be in danger."

This is the charm of the chessboard, its own strength is one thing, and more importantly, it is good at using the natural formation here.

Otherwise, even if you are a high-ranking Saint Realm, you may be defeated in the hands of a middle-rank Saint Realm.

"It's worthy of being a veteran Ginza saint, but that's all."

Looking at the countless flying attacks, Lu Feng looked calm and said indifferently.

"Although you are very talented, you are still too young after all, and this is your disadvantage."

Xi Mo hid under the desert, and the essence gathered, very confidently urging clusters of flames mixed with sand to seal the Quartet.

In this regard, Lu Feng just smiled lightly, looked up at the sky and the sun, his fingers burst out with hundreds of millions of holy lights, and one after another tenacious ropes were pulled, and in an instant, a round of the sun was like fire, falling down in a destructive manner.

Xi Mo's pupils shrank sharply, and a tremor arose spontaneously, wanting to resist, but it was too late.

A majestic energy exploded, and the desert was almost destroyed.

Xi Mo also lost his hiding place, and under the scorching sun, his flesh and blood were thrown out in a blur.

"I lost...."

His face was full of gloom, even with the eyes of his Ginza Holy Master, he didn't expect that he would let the scorching sun fall as the power of the formation.

Lu Feng didn't move, and when Xi Mo admitted defeat, a great force soon fell, bringing the latter out of the Vientiane chessboard.

"This Lu Feng is too terrifying, in the case of disadvantage, he actually eliminated Xi Mo with one move, that is a powerful saint master whose strength is enough to rank in the middle of the stream, but he was defeated at the beginning, and he has lost his position in Ginza since then."

"In the desert, the most powerful thing is the scorching sun, but even if ordinary people are aware of it, it is difficult to have the strength to attract it, and this competition for the golden throne is becoming more and more interesting."

The conversation never ends.

There are many saint masters who have long been famous on the chessboard, but they were actually eliminated by some little-known dark horses, which really made many people fall in shock.

Kong Xuanzi's two palms were placed on the purple gold throne and quietly squeezed tightly.

"The fifteenth-ranked Ginza Saint Master was actually eliminated, and he couldn't hold two moves in Fang Rong's hands, this was incredible."

"Although he was teased by Lu Feng very badly before, his strength should not be underestimated, and this time the Golden Throne has a great hope of reaching the top."

"Cang Ming is still as strong as ever, he regretted defeating Li Daoyue back then, this time it was to wash away the shame, and that charm is really a peerless stunner, defeating the enemy invisibly with a smile."

.....

The battle was extremely fierce, and at the very beginning, it was necessary to decide the thirty-six Ginza Holy Masters and the Golden Throne Holy Masters.

Therefore, no one dares to have any hands, and they are the most powerful means to exert themselves.

"It's only been a few hours, and there are only fifty-two people left in this chessboard, and it seems that the winner will be decided soon."

Perceiving the information coming from the Vientiane chessboard, Lu Feng smiled slightly, his body was like a huge ball of light, as if moving like a huge chess piece.

(End of chapter)