The rocky mountain gate is overgrown with weeds and desolate, and not even a single bird can be found.

A few days ago, there were still a few shadows lurking here, but now there are no living creatures, and even the spies have withdrawn, no longer staring at the Sword Immortal Clan.

The dynasty has some tangible interests, which can be clearly seen, while the immortal clan is difficult to see the interests, and it is just a waste of manpower to continue to star.

I have never seen the immortal clan on weekdays, but there are many rumors, so that the new king who has swarmed is not willing to set his eyes on the immortal clan. It's not so cost-effective to bite a meatless bone and shatter your teeth.

However, even without external forces, the Sword Immortal Clan was already in a state of twilight and was about to decay. After waiting for ten or twenty years, it will naturally become a soft persimmon, and it will not be too late to clean it up at that time.

The mountain gate is unguarded, even if you go deep into it, cross the long road, cross several halls, and you can't see a few people. Even if you see it, you may not come forward to stop it.

The Sword Immortal Clan was originally a lack of succession, and several wars have buried countless excellent successors. Now that he has suffered a major setback, all that remains is the pale and white-haired man and the boy with his head tied in a hammerhead, but he is also all decadent, and the long sword in his hand has rusted.

No one can save this kind of decadence, everyone once saw hope, thinking that the Sword Immortal Clan was about to prosper, but in the next moment, they experienced hellish despair, and there were many people who vomited blood and died in an instant.

The Sword Immortal Lord's face was withered, his body was as thin as a skeleton's cloak, and the look in his eyes was like a candle in the wind about to be extinguished.

The fate of the clan, with its ups and downs, was destroyed physically and mentally several times, and it was painstakingly supported, and finally it was buried in the hands of the Sword Immortal Lord.

Li Yixian once dominated an era, but was killed in the siege of himself and others, and Li Mingxian once pinned all his hopes and even had the potential to regain the height of his ancestors, but was defeated by Li Yat-sen's disciples just after leaving the pass.

"God, why are you so disappointed by the Sword Immortal Clan?" The Sword Immortal Lord looked up at the sky more than once and asked in his heart. "There are big ups and downs, although Qinglan has no great talent, but she also thinks hard for our clan, why did she end up like this in the end? The sky is unfair! Why is he so partial to Li Yixian!"

Even if there is still a foundation, there are still countless ancestors sealed in the back mountain, which is enough for the Sword Immortal Clan to tide over the difficulties again and again, but what is the use of this? The biggest crisis of a race is not the destruction of external forces, but the exhaustion of internal forces. If there is no successor, even the largest race will surely be destroyed. With the blessing of the ancestors, it will never last long.

If today, dragons and snakes rise together, and there are crises every step of the way, who can guarantee that no one will attack and kill them in the next moment? Who can clearly see what the future holds?

The Sword Immortal Lord looked at the creation pool surrounded by colorful immortal qi in front of him, and a wave of fear gradually spread.

Just earlier, he received a message -

Wang Shi cut off the head of the lonely dust!

is also a sword dao, the sword immortal master clearly knows that his talent is far inferior to Gu Feng Chen, if it were not for his reliance on the huge resources of the immortal clan, his realm may not be comparable to Gu Feng Chen. He always believed that Gu Fengchen was the first of the Seven Kings. However, such a person has now been beheaded!

"Next, will it be the Sword Immortal Clan? But after a long time, Wang Shi's strength has made great progress? It's enough to cut off the head of the lonely dust, and the Yixian back then was nothing more than that!"

"The rank of fate is just a defeat, and you must not sink like this! The heroes of the world, how can you not taste defeat? Those who can break and stand up, and are indomitable, are the true heroes of the world! Destiny rank, you are enough to compare with the ancestors, why are you so decadent? You have to cheer up!"

The last light in the eyes of the Sword Immortal Lord was because of Li Mingrank, which was the last hope of the Sword Immortal Clan. Before Li Mingzhi died, there was still hope for the Sword Immortal Clan, and the Sword Immortal Lord had already placed all his bets on him, and there was no turning back.

After another long Zhou Tian, Li Mingzhi, whose face was slightly pale, walked out of the Creation Pool, not only his injuries had healed, but his realm had also been stabilized. I have to say that the Sword Immortal Clan has stood for nearly 10,000 years, and its heritage is far beyond the comparison of the dynasty. Li Mingzhi was not only seriously injured at that time, but also his heart was like ashes, and his thoughts were completely broken, and he was able to be saved alive.

Li Mingzhi's gaze was lowered, no longer sharp, as if he was an ordinary attendant.

One can be defeated, but defeat at the height of momentum, not arrogance, is almost equivalent to destruction, and few people can survive it.

The Sword Immortal Lord didn't speak, but just handed the jade slip in his hand to Li Mingzhi, which was a blurry image of Wang Shi when he killed Gu Fengchen.

Li Mingzhi took it silently, read it carefully, returned it to the Sword Immortal Lord, and turned around and left without saying a word.

The Sword Immortal Lord looked at Li Mingzhi's lonely back, and a wave of grief and indignation welled up in his heart, and he shouted loudly: "Liferank!"

Li Mingzhi stopped, but did not turn around, was silent for a long time, and said: "I am not as good as Wang Shi, and I will definitely lose if I fight again." If he comes to the door, I will do my best, I don't know how long I can drag it out, and how much will it cost him. For the rest, it's up to the fairy lord to make his own plans. ”

The Sword Immortal Lord suddenly laughed wildly and said, "Heaven is dead, my Sword Immortal Clan???

Suddenly, the Sword Immortal Lord suppressed his laughter, his eyes were full of madness, stared at Li Mingzhi, and said: "Liferank, it's just a defeat! You still have a chance to rise again! If there is a chance that you can achieve your sword path, are you willing to give your life a try, even if you become a half-human and half-ghost, it doesn't matter?"

Li Mingzhi could clearly hear the madness in the words of the Sword Immortal Lord, he stood for a long time, turned to look at the Sword Immortal Lord, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and said word by word: "Half-human, half-ghost, even if it falls into hell, why don't I dare to try?"

"Okay!

After opening countless taboos, the Sword Immortal Lord took Li Mingzhi to the cave in the back mountain, where hundreds of ancestors were sealed in dust.

"This is the place where the ancestors are sleeping, and the sword powerhouses who have transcended the Divine Hidden Realm for generations have been sealed here, in order to prevent a crisis in our clan, so as to make an emergency. However, no one in our clan can succeed them, even if there are hundreds of ancestors, and after a hundred years, there is a foothold for our clan?

The eyes of the Sword Immortal Lord were full of madness, such a deception of the teacher and the ancestor, not many people in the world dared to think about it, let alone dare to really do it.

The ancestors here can be traced back to 3,000 years ago, and if they were all slaughtered, wouldn't they have killed their ancestors cleanly?

Li Mingzhi was also shocked, he stood in place, thought for a long time, and his eyes also surged with the same madness as the Sword Immortal Lord, chuckled, and said: "Ancient sinners, ancient saints, but in a flash!

Dust began to fall from the cave, and Li Mingzhi threw himself into the darkness without hesitation.

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has entered the finale, and the chess immortal master could not recover the situation, and finally lost to Jun Yu by half a child.

"Jun Yu, your chess strength has surpassed mine, and in another ten years, I can give you the position of the head of the family with peace of mind. ”

Jun Yu took the black and white pieces back into the chess box one by one, and said: "Ten years later, no one can say. The head of the family is in the prime of life, and it doesn't need to be like this. ”

The chess immortal lord coughed lightly twice, took out the white jade bottle from his arms, poured out a few pills, but did not swallow it, and said, "If today, no one dares to say anything." But ten years from now, there will definitely be a rise of the hero, and then all the waves will settle down. Then you will be able to keep my people alive. ”

Jun Yu had just lifted a white child, but he couldn't put it back in the box, he looked at the clan master in a daze, and said, "Family master, what do you mean by this?"

"Wang Shi cut off the head of the lonely dust, which is enough to explain everything. ”

"Isn't there still a Yin Yang Gate......"

The Chess Immortal Lord smiled and said, "Yin Yang Gate, they don't care about our survival, if we can become a whetstone and make Wang Shi stronger, they are even willing to help Wang Shi." The remaining four kings were only dying and struggling, and they couldn't make any big waves. The next time Wang Shi appears again, he will take them down in one go. As for the Sword Immortal Lord, as soon as Li Mingzhi was defeated, his ambition had disappeared, and against Wang Shi, it was also the same fate as a lonely seal. ”

Jun Yu slowly put the chess pieces back and said, "Is it soon?"

"There is a strong force behind Wang Shi, otherwise the Chengtian Dynasty would not have been carved up so quickly. If everyone in the world wants to let a person die, how can he not die? Everyone in the world wants to divide the dynasty and the immortal clan, how can he not be destroyed? This force will be able to dominate the Eastern Immortal Domain in ten years!"

Jun Yu's mind immediately appeared Xuanyuan Ang's humble figure, once upon a time, that person who was extremely humble in the face of the immortal clan could actually stretch out the butcher's knife to any force.

"Ten years from now, if we can settle down, then no one will be willing to start a war again, and then our people will survive. ”

"Head of the house, you ?......"

"Wang Shi's revenge is only against me. You take the 'Heavenly Chessboard', transfer the clan to Cangyun Mountain, and come out again in ten years. ”

Jun Yu looked very calm, put away the chessboard, saluted the head of the family, and said, "Don't worry, the head of the family, I will not let the clansmen take revenge, they will not remember this hatred." ”

The chess immortal master smiled with great satisfaction and said, "Go ahead, plan well, there won't be too much time." ”

No one can foresee Wang Shi's future, but he will definitely be able to reach the same height as Li Yixian. When the time comes, the revenge of the clan will inevitably lead to destruction.

The chess immortal lord is willing to exchange his own death for the continued survival of the entire clan, no matter how sad Jun Yu is in his heart, he can only give his full support, and he will definitely not let the hatred continue.

A cold wind was blowing, and there was no one left on the top of the mountain.