Dark green seaweed floats around, and fish swim by. Ye Qingyue saw that on the layer of sand and gravel laid on the bottom of the sea, there were many sea mussels of different sizes and colorful conches. The clams had a light gray shell with a circle of white patterns on the shell. The sea water runs along the seaweed, and the gray mussel shells are sucked one by one, and sometimes, you can faintly see the light purple beads inside.

Ye Qingyue knew that this was Huaxi's famous purple beads, but these beads were too small and not high, so they could only be used for ordinary decoration.

Ye Qingyue traced all the way in the direction of the spiritual power fluctuations in the seawater. The spiritual breath of a human being is different from the spiritual breath of a demon beast, judging from the intensity of this spiritual power fluctuation, it should also be a foundation building period monk, Ye Qingyue tracked it down, and asked himself if he was sure to retreat. Yes, she followed without hesitation.

Soon, Ye Qingyue cautiously stopped in front of a half-human-tall big mussel.

Strangely, she couldn't feel the breath of the big mussel alive.

The big mussel is also a gray shell, and on the gray shell, there are circles of white lines, like ice flowers, blooming on the dark seabed. It was motionless between two boulders on the seabed, like a heavy gate.

Ye Qingyue keenly sensed that the source of spiritual power fluctuations was here.

A turquoise vine condensed from her palm, and flung it far onto the spirit mussel. Then, I saw soft tentacles growing from the vines, clinging to the shells of the mussels. Ye Qingyue's palm was raised, and the mussel shell opened. Then, the white light flashed, and Ye Qingyue's figure disappeared in place.

"Nine Yao Chess Array?"

Ye Qingyue stared at the chessboard in front of her, and an unfamiliar piece of information poured into her mind.

"The husband of Jiuyao will enter the battle with a chess formation. God is determined to form a formation, and the heart is moved. …… The name cannot be stolen, and the wisdom cannot be faked. After a thousand thoughts, what can be done? The action must be measured, and the movement must be timely. The wording is also clever; Its adaptability is also varied. Those who have gained it are honored, and those who lose are humiliated. The rest is not enough, and he is satisfied. Inexhaustible, infinite success. The momentum is out of the heart, and the fate hangs in the hand. The perimeter was opened and closed, and the road was blocked but not passed. Yi Renzhi can be played, how can it be created. …… A son falls and fights, black and white cover and the wind and clouds change. The wonder of the plot, the ingenuity of the mystery, all in one ping. ”

It means that Jiuyao Array Chess is a chess battle game in the Xiuzhen Realm based on the phantom array and with divine consciousness as the means. The black and white situation on the chessboard has been laid out, and she only needs to move one to form a formation. And the participants, in the phantom array battlefield constructed by the chess game, use their own divine consciousness as a weapon to simulate the means of attack and defense.

Therefore, those who participate in chess battles must have an excellent foundation of formation and a strong foundation of divine consciousness. It is said that this kind of chess formation was also used as a way to train battlefield warriors.

A general, as the name suggests, is like a general in the world. As a general, you can not cultivate high, you can have bad qualifications, but you must be proficient in the art of war and have the ability to make decisions; It is necessary to have a good sense of God and the ability to command the overall situation.

As the saying goes, a thousand armies are easy to obtain, but one general is hard to find, and this sentence is also applicable in the cultivation realm. An excellent general, in the battle between the two armies, is tantamount to a big killer. It's just that there hasn't been a war in the cultivation realm for many years, and this war general has long been not mentioned. As for the Jiuyao Chess Formation, she had only seen a little bit of information about it from her travelogue before

Ye Qingyue looked around, except for the chess table, there was a gray patch everywhere, and her divine sense couldn't really detect it. She knew in her heart that it was likely that she had been trapped in the chess array, and that chess array was the only way out.

It's just that I don't know what the reason for the spiritual power fluctuation that attracted me before is.

It was useless to think too much, she settled down, approached the chessboard, picked up a black spot with her fingertips, and landed in the lower right corner at random.

Black hands come first.

Since you don't know anything, it's better to strike first.

With a flash of white light, she immediately noticed that the scene around her had changed drastically.

Walls rose from the ground and stood tall in the moonlight. On the city wall, there are groups of white-clothed monks, holding all kinds of magic weapons, waiting for the battle.

Ye Qingyue was standing not far away.

The desert night was cold and cold, and the wind blew from afar, carrying a dry and cold breath. The light of the sword melted into the clear light of the moonlight, adding a bit of slaughter and depression.

This is the battlefield that the chess array conjures up.

Ye Qingyue's heart moved, and her hands quickly sealed. But seeing that the ancient bronze city gate was closed, ten miles away from the city gate, above the boundless desert, a group of black-clothed monks stood silently under the lonely city.

"Siege!"

A deep voice sounded in his ears, and Ye Qingyue knew that this was the task of this game of chess. Conquering that city represents Black's victory, and it means that she can leave the illusion array.

The blackfriars swarmed up in the white moonlight.

The trumpet of the ancient city sounded, and the black tide had just rushed under the city gate, and above the city wall, there was a rain of arrows.

The black-clothed monk was not alarmed, and the monks who walked in front stopped one after another, and the golden shields were hidden in front of the black tide. The golden shield collided with the long arrow, and the clanging sound was endless.

Ye Qingyue's simulated black-clothed monk spirit roots were different, and she deliberately placed the golden spirit root monk at the front. Ruijin is the main kill, and the golden shield is also the main defense, and the offense and defense are cheap.

"Fire!"

Above the castle tower, there was a loud drink.

Under the tower, a thousand flames were ignited, and the blackfriar was forced to retreat.

Rockets are like meteors, sliding down one after another, falling into the black tide/

Ye Qingyue's eyes narrowed, and she didn't hesitate to play a spiritual trick: "Water covering!" ”

The torrent rolled in, instantly drowning the flames and spilling towards the city walls.

From the top of the city tower, there was another fierce rebuke: "The wind is blowing! Subsidence! ”

But when he saw that the earth was tilted abruptly, and the wind swept up turbid waves, he struck back against the black-clothed monk.

Ye Qingyue's face turned pale, her phantom array was well learned, and her divine sense control was also very good, but after all, she owed some cultivation, and she was a little overwhelmed for a while by supporting such a huge formation for a long time.

There must be a quick fix.

She stamped her hands: "Ice and snow!" ”

Some of the blackfriars formed a formation at the same time, while the other took cover. The monstrous turbidity waves instantly froze, and together with the lonely city in the desert, they condensed into pale glass.

The moonlight fell coldly, and the desert was silent for a while.

Now is the time.

The black-clothed monks swarmed up the ice peak, and the white-clothed monks also descended from the castle tower, and the light of spells and magic weapons shone in the moonlight.

Ye Qingyue's face turned even paler, such a hand-to-hand encounter required her to use her divine sense to control every soldier. For her, this was the most unwise thing to do, and defeat was a matter of time. However, she needs to turn the tiger away from the mountain in this way.

Just hold on a little longer.

The blackfriars were defeated, and the whitefriars jumped down from the tower, pressing on step by step.

At this moment, a fire suddenly broke out in the city, and the flames burned, burning the banner on the high platform of the lonely city into ashes.

It was the monk who had lurked into the city before. Most of them are Earth Spirit Root Monks, who have been planted from the beginning.

Ye Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Glass Ice City, white-clothed monks, and black-clothed monks dissipated one after another.

Ye Qingyue came back to her senses, only to feel that her clothes were wet with sweat, and she was empty for a while.

She was standing in front of the chessboard, and the gray fog around her had dissipated. It's a clean stone chamber, surrounded by a salty undersea rock wall.