Shi Mu's eyes froze, his hands were urging, the black and white wings behind him were fanned, and his body was several feet taller, and he was a little away from the black iron chessboard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At that moment, a flash of fire flickered above its head, and a sound like the roar of a beast sounded, followed by a blazing flame pouring down from the sky.

Before Shi Mu could see what it was, he was suppressed by the coercion of this firelight, and his figure fell unconsciously, and with a "bang", his feet stepped on the black iron chessboard.

As soon as it fell, the vertical and horizontal lines on the surface of the black iron chessboard suddenly lit up.

Shi Mu's brows frowned slightly, and he felt a strange power coming towards the soles of his feet.

As soon as this power entered the body, there was a void in his body, and the spiritual power that had been flowing without stopping suddenly stagnated, as if it had disappeared, and he couldn't even feel it at all.

"How is it? How does my mixed yuan chessboard taste?" Lan Chen fell from mid-air with a smile on his face, paced on the chessboard and walked a few steps closer to Shi Mu, and spoke.

Shi Mu snorted coldly, did not speak, and the black and white wings behind him slammed out, wanting to fly off the chessboard.

However, when he moved, his body did not move, as if his feet had been melted on the chessboard and became one with it.

What's worse is that after this blow just now, the black and white wings behind it also began to shrink and shrink rapidly due to the poor follow-up of spiritual power, and finally disappeared.

"Hehe, don't waste your efforts. How much spiritual power you generate, how much spiritual power can be absorbed by this hybrid chessboard, and the more spiritual power released in your body, the stronger the chessboard's binding power on you, and you have fallen into a mortal game. Lan Chen was quite proud of his magic weapon and said with a smile.

"Are you done talking nonsense?" Shi Mu heard this, but he no longer broke free, looked at the other party with a turn of his eyes, and said coldly.

"Death is coming, you don't come to beg for mercy, but you still dare to be hard-mouthed? A hint of hideousness appeared on Lan Chen's face, and he said fiercely.

With that, he strode forward, spread out his palm, and a small long golden square emerged, but it was the other half of the patriarch token he had used to seriously injure An Yishan before.

I saw a flash of golden light on it, and the dense and complex patterns of the Dao Dao lit up one after another, and the incomparably mysterious runes jumped up and down.

Hula!

A blazing flame surged out of it.

Along with the flames, there was a loud sound like the roar of a tiger.

As soon as Shi Mu's head was raised, he saw that in the flames, there was a sudden violent surge, and a huge tiger head poked out of it, opened its bloody mouth, and bit down on Shi Mu's head.

The tiger's head was not substantial, it was made entirely of flames, but it did look lifelike, and there was a faint aura of ancient beings in it, and the oppressive power brought by it was very powerful.

Fang Cai Shi Mu was forced to fall from mid-air onto the chaotic chessboard by the oppressive force it carried.

Seeing that the tiger's huge mouth was wide open, the huge fangs composed of flames enveloped Shi Mu's head inside, and his head was about to be bitten to pieces in the next second.

At this moment, an incomparably brilliant golden light suddenly flashed in front of Shi Mu, and an incomparably huge force poured out from the Ruyi Iron Rod in his hand.

But seeing a clicking sound coming from Shi Mu's arms, his tendons swelled, and he suddenly threw the iron rod in his hand forward, smashing it down on the head of the flame tiger.

There was a loud "boom".

The tiger's head suddenly concave downward, and the originally murderous flames immediately contracted.

Shi Mu's iron long stick did not restrain its momentum, but pressed it all the way down and smashed it down with an unstoppable momentum.

There was another "boom" with a loud bang.

The black chessboard under Shi Mu's feet suddenly shook violently, and with a "click" sound, dozens of huge cracks began to crack in all directions from the middle, and then collapsed with a "bang" and turned into a pile of fragments.

"No...... No, that's impossible, where did you get your spiritual power? Your spiritual power should have been absorbed. Lan Chen looked at the black iron fragments all over the ground with a look of regret and exclaimed in disbelief.

Shi Mu raised his hand with one hand, put the iron rod back into the sheath of the Tianji stick, and while moving his body, he found that the spiritual power he had lost before was recovering little by little.

"If you hadn't told me that this broken iron plate absorbed the spiritual power from my body, maybe I would have been trapped by you for a while. Shi Mu smiled and said.

Naturally, he wouldn't explain to Lan Chen that his Heavenly Machine Stick Sheath had the peculiarity of being able to store spiritual power.

The black and white wings behind Shi Mu resurfaced, striding forward, and a large area of red flames rose from his body, and a pillar of fire snaked down from his left arm like a swimming dragon, winding towards the Ruyi iron rod in his hand.

Its form suddenly leapt into the air, and with a burst of applause, it grabbed the flaming iron rod in both hands, lifted it high, and then swung it down and smashed it towards the top of Lan Chen's head.

Lan Chen raised his eyes and looked at it, his face was already full of horror.

He saw shadows in the air, all fiery red stick shadows, and the layers of them actually formed a mountain of ten thousand jun, with an unstoppable momentum pouring towards him.

The magic trick in his hand waved again and again, and layers of armor that were either gold or red, blue or purple emerged, like wrapping a zongzi, wrapping it in.

Then, he pushed up with both hands and knocked out the token of the patriarch of the Yanhu clan again.

I saw that the long strip-shaped square object immediately flew out, and the dense lines on it shone brightly, and a reckless aura resurfaced.

"Whew......"

A fierce roar sounded, and the reckless ancient aura became even stronger, and a golden tiger swooped out from the square object and crashed towards the towering mountain of flames.

"Boom"

A huge collision sound sounded, and the mountain of flames condensed by the shadow of the stick in the air suddenly trembled, and countless fire balls sputtered out, exploding countless sparks.

However, the mountains are majestic and majestic, how can a tiger shake them?

Shi Mu's stick head continued to press down, and the golden tiger's aura suddenly weakened, and it was pressed by the heavy stick shadow and kept falling.

Seeing this, Lan Chen was immediately in a hurry, he slammed the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood into the air.

A little bit of essence blood spurted out, and the tiger's eyes immediately lit up with a trace of red, and the golden flames on its body flickered, turning into a red color, and the reckless aura exuded from its body was even better than before, and it was also accompanied by a trace of cruel murderous aura.

As the crimson flames soared, the tiger's figure suddenly soared, and in an instant, it had already increased by a hundred times, and it directly pushed Shi Mu's long stick back.

Seeing this, Lan Chen was overjoyed, his eyes showed a crazy color, and he squirted out a mouthful of essence blood towards the tiger again, and shouted vaguely in his mouth: "Suffer death!"

The size of the Red Flame Tiger did not continue to grow, but the flames on his body were even doubled, and the power of the blazing flames that came out of it made Shi Mu frown.

Shi Mu's body flew backwards for dozens of feet, then fell again, squinting at the fiery red giant beast in front of him, and a series of chanting sounded silently in his mouth.

The Great Brahmana Martial Sutra is running!

Just listening to the crackling sound of Shi Mu's bones, his muscles expanded rapidly, and his body rose to almost a thousand feet in a moment.

The Red Flame Tiger with a length of hundreds of zhang was in front of him, and immediately looked like a kitten and a puppy.

Seeing this, Lan Chen showed a trace of annoyance on his face, and the magic trick in his hand changed, and he pushed forward suddenly.

The Red Flame Tiger immediately roared, and jumped towards Shi Mu.

Its body was so large that its speed was extremely fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, it pounced on Shi Mu, and the bloody mouth was already on Shi Mu's shoulder.

Shi Mu was secretly startled, and hurriedly withdrew his arm to the front of his neck, and at the same time, a layer of earthy yellow halo appeared on his body.

Hearing only the sound of "click", Shi Mu's arm had been bitten in the mouth by the Red Flame Tiger.

Its sturdy arms were now covered with a thick layer of stone armor, glowing dark red in the firelight.

Shi Mu even felt that the scorching fire was violently scorching his stone armor, seeping into his flesh and blood.

"Drink!"

Shi Mu let out a loud cry from his mouth, and with a wave of his arm, a golden edge suddenly shot out, knocking the Red Flame Tiger upside down and flying out.

The Red Flame Tiger fell four times in a row, and only stopped when it was about to hit Lan Chen.

Shi Mu was in hot pursuit, and the iron long stick in his hand turned into a giant pillar and slammed down on the body of the Red Flame Tiger.

A gust of wind blew down from above, and the air seemed to be broken in half by the stick, sweeping away in both directions.

Before the red-flame tiger could stand firmly, it slammed headlong into the iron rod that had been smashed down violently.

"Boom"

A crashing sound that shook the heavens and the earth sounded, and a large area of fire burst out and shot away in all directions.

The red-flame tiger was like a crushed ball of cotton wool, shapeless and dilapidated.

However, the residual power of Shi Mu Ruyi's iron rod had not yet dissipated, and continued to smash towards Lan Chen.

The huge stick body had already blocked Lan Chen's way, and he was wearing layers of armor, unable to move, and could no longer avoid it.

"No...... I'm not willing to ......"

Lan Chen let out a desperate cry from his mouth, and then he was pressed down by the iron rod.

The armor on his body was shattered layer by layer, and the flesh and blood also burst together, and the soul that could escape from the army was swept into pieces by the strong wind brought out by the iron rod before it could fly far, and it died transparently.

Not far away, the face of the god of Yuhui will sink like water.

He had already discovered the situation here, but the figure that was entangled with him was really difficult, not to mention the strange remnant sword in his hand, it could even release a fragmented realm, although he was in the early stage of the god realm, but in the face of the power of this realm, he still had a headache.

As a result, the two fought for a long time, but they couldn't come up with a result, showing a stalemate.