Wang Dong looked at the three strangely constructed wooden houses in the valley, and nodded to Mu Wanqing: "Wuyazi is among them, you can go in!" ”

"Wait!" Su Xinghe hurriedly spoke out to stop: "According to the rules of the heavenly deaf chess game, if you want to enter the wooden house, you must first break the Zhenlong chess game, although the martial arts are high, but you can't rely on the strong to bully the weak and break the rules." ”

Wu Yazi decided to play chess in the sky, with the original intention of selecting a decisive successor, inheriting his life's work, and eradicating Ding Chunqiu, a traitor, for him.

However, now that Ding Chunqiu has fallen into the hands of the Lord of the Demon Sect, he obviously can't get benefits, and he has taken revenge in disguise.

And Wuyazi has been crippled for decades, exhausted, exhausted, and exhausted, although he looks full of energy on the outside, but Su Xinghe has taken care of Wuyazi for decades, how can he not know that Wuyazi's body is already full of holes, once he loses the support of his pure skills, he is afraid that he will immediately fall into a situation where the oil is exhausted.

Su Xinghe respected his master, and naturally didn't want to see Wu Yazi die, so he used the rules of the deaf game to prevaricate and stop it.

Ding Chunqiu knelt on the ground, his eyes flashing, and he hated in his heart: "Damn!" The old immortal Wuyazi is really alive, and he is angry with the old man. ”

Wang said calmly: "Since I am stronger than you, why can't I bully the weak?" ”

Su Xinghe was speechless by one sentence, and listened to Wang Dong: "But if you want to break this Zhenlong chess game, you might as well abide by your rules." ”

After that, Wang Dong's eyes were fixed on the stone table, but he saw that in the chess game, black and white were vertical and horizontal, and the chess pieces were like flying stars, and the stars were dense, forming two distinct camps.

When the chess game is clashed, it is like two armies facing each other. The battlefield is this little chessboard. Black already has an absolute advantage. Gather the army, press forward step by step, strangle the white side, and it seems that one of the big dragons of white chess is about to be slaughtered.

White has reached the point of exhaustion, and it seems that there is no way to return to heaven.

Over the past few decades, Su Xinghe has invited many talents from all over the world to come to play chess, and many of these people are smart and intelligent, and there are even chess saints. However, no one was able to solve this precious chess game, so that white chess could fight his way out of the encirclement.

As for what the master of this demon sect said can be cracked with a snap of his fingers, Su Xinghe is disdainful, even if the other party's martial arts are world-famous, what help can he do with chess?

The sleeves of his robe were lowered, his eyes calmed down, and he said in a deep voice: "That is the case, Demon Lord please!" ”

Wang Dong stared at the chess, but what he watched was in the chess game. A change in formation!

In his eyes, the black and white camp in front of him was no longer a chess game. It is not a battlefield where two armies face each other, but a subtle and mysterious formation.

This Zhenlong chess game is already secretly in formation, the formation is changeable, and it has the power to confuse people's minds. Once the mind is immersed in it, and the will is slightly unfirm, it will be cracked by the formation illusion, and it will fall into many illusions, unable to extricate itself!

In the original plot, Murong Fu and Duan Yanqing were both confused by the illusion in the chess game, and their demons were self-inflicted, and they almost killed themselves.

This is also the reason why although the martial arts of the two are not weak, the flaws in their souls are too obvious.

Wang Dongzi would not be confused by illusions, he smiled slightly: "No need to be so troublesome, just one son." ”

After speaking, he bent his fingers, and in the chess box, a white grain jumped out, like a flying white light falling down.

Bang!

This white grain was impartial, and it fell directly on the Tianyuan position.

Su Xinghe frowned, and said in a deep voice: "What is the purpose of the Demon Lord's move?" Please forgive Su's clumsiness, but he didn't see any subtlety. ”

If it weren't for the fact that the opponent's martial arts were too terrifying, Su Xinghe was only afraid that he would be scolded, and with his chess skills, he could naturally see that this move was meaningless, it was a waste move.

Ding Chunqiu, Murong Fu also sneered in his heart, and secretly ridiculed this demon master for not knowing how to play chess, and he wanted to pretend to be embarrassed.

Wang Dong asked rhetorically: "How to distinguish the winner from the loser in the way of chess?" ”

Su Xinghe said lightly: "At the end of the chess game, win with more children!" ”

Wang Dong smiled and said, "In this case, I have won this Zhenlong chess game." ”

Su Xinghe finally couldn't hold it back, and sneered: "The demon lord is joking? With all due respect, Su said bluntly, your move is not only a waste of chess, but also smelly. ”

He didn't finish speaking, only heard a slight sound between the chessboards, as if someone was gently tapping on the chessboard.

Click!

This subtle sound, although inaudible, was like a signal, and the chess game was centered on the white seed of the Tian Yuan position, and the secret qi in the formation was instantly hooked up and turned into a whole.

Wisps of qi diffuse out, enveloping the entire black and white chessboard.

There was no wind in the valley, but at the moment when the qi and engine cycled and staggered on the chessboard, it seemed that a whirlpool was lifted, and it turned into a violent wind and waves at a rapid speed, and the black and white breaths were intertwined and collided, just like two inseparable lightning bolts, and suddenly there was a light sound, and a qiē returned to calm.

Call!

A wisp of qi is swirling and soaring between the chessboards, and with the flow of the qi machine, both black and white chess pieces are shattered, turned into wisps of powder, and dispersed.

Su Xinghe looked at the chessboard blankly.

Soon, the powder was scattered in all directions, but in the Tianyuan position in the center of the chessboard, the smooth and round white child was glowing with a breathtaking look, like a sharp sword, spanning the chessboard like a galaxy.

Ding Chunqiu and Murong Fu were also stunned, if they wanted to shatter all the chess pieces on the chessboard with their skills, they could do it, but the master of the Fang Cai Demon Sect fell on Tian Yuan, and did not infuse the true qi into Bai Zi, how exactly did they turn all the chess pieces except Tian Yuan into powder, they felt more and more secretive.

"The way of chess, the one with more children wins!" Wang Dong smiled slightly: "Now there are no sunspots on the chessboard, but there is still one white seed left, so of course the winner is me!" ”

Su Xinghe let out a sigh.

He opened his mouth to stop it, but an invisible oppressive force enveloped him like a mountain, making him cold all over his body, unable to say a word.

Mu Wanqing had already broken open the wooden house and stepped into it.

Wang Dong's eyes turned to Ding Chunqiu and Murong Fu, and said, "It's time to dispose of the two of you now!" ”

Without waiting for the two of them to reply, he grabbed it, condensed his qi into ice, and directly turned into two life and death talismans, and entered the bodies of the two of them, and after a while, Ding Chunqiu and Murong Fu felt the numbness and itchiness in their bodies, and all kinds of unbearable feelings came up, itching to the bones, like thousands of ants gnawing and biting together in the body.

The two of them immediately howled wildly!

"Cousin, what's wrong with you?" Wang Yuyan was so anxious that she shed tears on the side, watching her cousin fall into pain, but she couldn't help at all, she only felt that her heart was like a knife, and she rushed forward, wanting to stop Murong Fu from tearing her hand indiscriminately, but was pushed away by Murong Fu, who had already fallen into a state of madness.

Wang Yuyan was pushed to the ground and screamed in pain, but this cry of pain finally woke up the other person.

Of course, this person is Duan Yu, Duan Yu has a deep skill, but he has no resistance to Wang Dong's illusion, so he fell into the madness of the illusion, but his luck was good enough, he did not die under the chaotic knife, but he accidentally crashed into the mountain rock and fell unconscious.

At this time, he suddenly heard Wang Yuyan's cry of pain, and the kid shook his head and woke up suddenly.

Seeing Wang Yuyan fall to the ground, he hurriedly went up to help, but Wang Yuyan only cared about his cousin, and said anxiously: "Duan Gongzi, go and stop my cousin, don't let him scratch himself." ”

Then he shouted at the king, "Hey, what have you done to my cousin?" Hurry up and stop! ”

Ding Chunqiu endured a lot of inhuman torture in order to practice a poisonous skill, but he was more patient than Murong Fu, and he could still maintain a little clarity, and shouted: "You have quickly accepted this torture method, do you know that you have fallen into the old man's three smiles and scattered, and no one in the world can solve it except me, and you want to live ......." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the king moved the sleeves of his robe and rolled up, and a gray-black aura shot out like an arrow, hitting the cliff wall.

"Can a little dust hurt me?" Wang Dong said.

It wasn't until Mu Wanqing stepped out of the wooden house that Wang Dong sneered at Murong Fu and Ding Chunqiu, temporarily relieving the torture of the two life and death talismans.

Mu Wanqing, who appeared again, was permeated with a pure and vigorous aura, obviously having been inherited from Wuyazi's seventy years of skill, but Wuyazi's seventy years of pure skill was too strong for Mu Wanqing, so it was not yet possible to drive Ruyi, and it took a run-in period before it could reach the point of harmony and unity.

At that time, this skill can be regarded as truly hers.

Mu Wanqing walked up to Wang Dong's side, her eyes were slightly red, and she said in a low voice, "Master Wuyazi has already gone." ”

Since Mu Wanqing stepped out of the wooden house, Su Xinghe has been staring at her, at this time, although her voice was soft, it fell in Su Xinghe's ears like a thunderbolt, and she fell to the ground at once, kowtowed deeply to the wooden house, tears fell from her eyes, and said sadly: "Master, your old man is finally gone." ”

Ding Chunqiu was still panting, and the feeling of itching and severe pain all over his body had not completely subsided, but he laughed: "Old thief, you are finally dead, haha!" ”

"Shut up!" Mu Wanqing's eyes were slightly cold, and suddenly a palm slashed out, boom! The air was immediately cut open by this palm, and it struck Ding Chunqiu with a snort.

Ding Chunqiu's complexion changed greatly, and he rolled on the spot, avoiding the fate of being pierced through the heart by a palm knife, but a blade was torn open by the palm knife on his shoulder, and blood rolled down.

Ignoring the shoulder injury, Ding Chunqiu's face was cloudy: "Why did this little girl's skills suddenly skyrocket so much?" Yes, he must have obtained the inheritance of Wuyazi, damn old thief, and he will leave me with trouble when he dies! ”

Murong Fu didn't know the inside story, but through the conversation between Wang Dong and Su Xinghe, and seeing Mu Wanqing's tenfold increase in skill, how could he not guess that Mu Wanqing had obtained the inheritance of the reclusive master in the wooden house, and he was even more jealous in his heart.

"Don't worry, with me here, even if you die, you have to come back to life!" Wang moved his hands to press Mu Wan Qingxiang's shoulders, and then walked towards the wooden house. (To be continued......)

PS: The previous chapter seems to have omitted Duan Yu!