"What's his name?"

The game is always in equilibrium mode, and in this mode, as long as black takes a hint of offensive stance, this balance can be mismatched in an instant.

Within five moves, it was possible to close, and black won a big victory.

But the black chess pieces are still the same, and they have not made the slightest killer move.

"A hundred miles of wind. ”

Ye Yu is also playing at will, and at this moment, he doesn't care about the chess game at all.

Anyway, as long as the Lord of the Ink Sea does not kill him, no matter where the white son is eaten, there will be nothing wrong with this war-stopping continent.

Obviously, the Lord of the Ink Sea at this moment no longer intends to do anything against this war-stopping continent.

"A hundred miles of wind, a good name. ”

The Lord of the Sea of Ink had a smile on his lips.

Now...

The nine-colored clouds in the sky are already changing rapidly.

"It seems that your friend is not simple. ”

Ye Yu also looked up.

Originally, this sky, the nine-colored clouds...... It's tumbling and tumbling.

Nine-colored clouds, condensing!

Ninety-nine to one!

"Nine ways into one, I have done this kind of thing. ”

The Lord of the Sea of Ink, looking at this condensed nine-colored cloud, suddenly said this.

"I had the privilege of knowing a thing or two about your past. ”

Ye Yu threw down a white chess piece and spoke with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, the face of the Lord of the Sea of Ink changed slightly.

He will not forget the events of that year.

Prisoners!

His good brother!

He killed his good brother with his own hands!

Although it was a demon at the time......

But!

In any case, when he woke up, his hands were already stained with his brother's blood.

Afterwards, he slowly learned a lot.

It wasn't until the third time he fought the heavens that he completely understood.

Why, he can fight the sky again and again, even if he dies and can't die anymore, he can continue to resurrect.

Because of him...

It is the broken prisoner, and the broken prisoner has used up all his life's work, and he has created for him nothing but eternal immortality.

"Your Excellency's dear friend is worthy of admiration. ”

Ye Yu's words fell into the ears of the prisoner.

This sentence made the memories that were sealed in Mo Hai's heart come to mind again.

Took a deep breath.

"It's your turn. ”

Ye Yu saw the Lord of the Ink Sea who fell silent, and continued to speak.

Mo Hai, his hand raised slightly, and then threw it on the chessboard.

A black disc falls.

"You're going to be like a prisoner, right?"

The Lord of the Sea of Ink looked at Ye Yu in front of him and thought of the nine-colored clouds in the sky.

These two people at this moment are just like themselves and prisoners back then.

It's like that.

It's just that he was for Zhantian back then.

And now they are trying to stop themselves from fighting the sky.

Of course... Even if they stop themselves, the last thing they have to face is still this day.

However, the Lord of the Sea of Ink never thought that they would be able to win against him.

At this moment, he has not been in a hurry, but has allowed Ye Yu to delay here.

It's because he really wants to see who is worthy of this person in front of him.

"You don't have to worry about it. ”

Ye Yu fell with one hand, and the other fell with white chess.

Into the magic...

According to Ye Yu's plan, this is indeed the case.

As long as Yan Feng is out of the customs, this battle ...... That's the beginning.

And at that time, it was also the time for him to cast the magic trick, let Yan Feng enter the demon, and then kill him with his own hands...

Then, he used the hibiscus to spy through time and space, and gave him the secret method, turning his soul and body, everything, into the power of the wind.

Molded for him, immortal and immortal!

(End of chapter)