Niu Tou still thought that his chess skills were too poor to keep losing, and Ma Mian was almost collapsed at this time. He really couldn't get out of that chess game, and the originally planned ending was wrong every time. He never found the key to this, obviously the same chess game, the same moves, but the final result was always Moissan's victory.

Mo Sang couldn't help but smile when he saw Mo Sang scratching his ears and cheeks with a bull's head and horse face.

"Alas, unconsciously we've all been playing for so long. It's been a long time, so let's hit the road. I'm still in a hurry, so let's put this game on hold. ”

Mo Sang pretended to be deep, but the bull head and horse face had long been trapped in the chess game and could not extricate himself. Now when they hear Moissan, how can they win if they want to leave? They are like gamblers who have lost red-eyed, and they have to win Moissan's once. Mo Sang naturally knew in his heart that his little trick had hooked the competitiveness of those two, and now if he didn't let them win, let alone hurry, it was estimated that they wouldn't be able to do anything.

Mo Sang stretched and said to the bull head and horse face.

"It's okay to play, but I've been playing with you for so long, and I'm tired of it, and it's very uncomfortable to have this iron rope tied to me. Why don't you help me remove this iron rope, I'll be more comfortable. ”

When Ma Mian heard that Mo Sang was going to remove the iron cable, he instinctively refused.

"That's not good, this is the rule of the underworld, how can there be a ghost without a soul lock? Besides, you are also a cultivator, in case you run away, we can't afford to explain it." ”

Mo Sang nodded as he pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and continued with the two of them.

"What the two of you said makes sense, but how can I accompany you to play chess with a sore back? Playing chess is an elegant thing, how can I carry such a heavy iron rope? Besides, this is the underworld, and there are so many ghost pawns around me watching, and where can I run with you two present?"

With Mo Sang's persuasion word by word, the ghost pawns around him seemed to think that Mo Sang's words were reasonable, so they pleaded with Niu Tou Ma Mian one after another.

"Hey, I said Uncle Ma. Look at that scholar who has no meat all over his body, how far can he run in this underworld, even if he is allowed to run? It's really too much to let someone play chess with you on a chain, right?"

A ghost pawn next to him also echoed and said.

"Yes, yes. Isn't it true that we have lost a lot and are interested in revenge? With so many people here, we will be fine. ”

was said by so many people in a few words, and the bull head and horse face couldn't help but shake. Ma Mian glanced at the bull's head, then looked at the chess game and thought in his heart: That kid is right, playing chess is an elegant thing. Every time those immortals play chess, they will choose a place with beautiful feng shui to find three or five immortal partners to play, but it is a beautiful thing, this iron rope is really a bad scenery. What's more, with the two of us guarding him, he can't escape. I've already figured out some rules in this chess game, and I'm about to win, wouldn't it be a waste to let that kid go at this time?

Ma Mian comforted himself as he opened the iron rope on Mo Sang's body. With the opening of the soul seduction lock, Mo Sang once again felt the return of the true qi in his body, and a huge and pure power emerged from the sea of qi. The surrounding ghost pawns instantly felt the temperature on their body surface rise, and the yang energy of mortals was very heavy, and these yin soldiers did not dare to get too close.

When the strength returned to Mozán's body, Moisan felt that the time was ripe. He carefully avoided everyone's eyes and took out a dark yellow charm from his arms, which was the Five Thunder Charm that Master Zhong Kui had given him for self-defense.

These five thunder mantras were personally practiced by the master, and when he gave them to Mo Sang, he told him not to use them easily. This spell can only be used once, and no one under the primordial spirit period can resist the attack of this spell. Mo Sang has never had a chance to use it, and now the situation is urgent, if he doesn't make a move, I'm afraid he will never have a chance to use it.

Mo Sang silently recited the mantra of the mantra in his heart, and the Xuanzong Dharma was running at full speed. A pure power was instantly poured into the spell, and the spell shone brightly. The surrounding imps were frightened by this light and fled in all directions, and the bull-headed horse was surprised when he saw Mo Sang's strange appearance.

Although I knew that I had been fooled, it was too late. Mosan's spell had already begun to rain down violent lightning strikes around him, and the lightning strikes were as thick as an adult's thigh. Every time it fell, it was accompanied by an earth-shattering sound, and the frightened imps and ghost pawns fled in all directions, and the scene was chaotic for a while. Mo Sang didn't dare to delay too much, and then the thunder spell created a chaotic gap and summoned the purple and green sword to fly out.

It's a vast place, and it's another world entirely. Mo Sang was very unfamiliar with this place, and he didn't know where he should fly there, anyway, as long as he could get rid of the bull head and horse noodles, as for how to get out in the future, he had to find another way.

However, Moissan's flight for a long time and no one chased him made him very curious. It stands to reason that even if the bull head and horse face are careless, they should catch up after running for so long and making such a big noise. But Mo Sang fell to the ground several times to dodge, but he didn't find any trace of those two, did they give up?

On second thought, this was impossible, it was an order from Hades himself. The only explanation is that the two of them should have been injured by the Five Thunder Curses, so they didn't chase after them. After Mo Sang figured it out, he flew forward even more desperately, escaping as far as he could. Every mile of escape gives me more hope of survival.

Actually, what Moissans didn't know was. Not long after he released the Five Thunder Spell, Zhong Kui chased after Lei Yin. After seeing the bull head and horse face, he was beaten badly, but he couldn't tell Mo San's whereabouts. The master only saw the bull head and horse face that caught Mo Sang but did not see his own apprentice, and he was even more anxious, so he detained the bull head and horse face as a threat to make Mo Shan run so easily.

Mo Sang flew forward headless and brainlessly, and he didn't see anything alive along the way. If you think that this is an underworld, there is naturally no way to have life.

Everywhere it was pitch black, and the cliffs were covered with rocks as red as volcanic rock. Those stones were the only ones in the dungeon that glowed, but they were unusually cold, and when blown by the cold wind, they would emit a sharp and terrifying echo like a ghost's cry.

Although Mo Sang was not afraid of the cold, he was infected by the bleak scene here, and couldn't help but shiver a few times in a row. Mo Sang stopped and stopped all the way, and unknowingly flew in the underworld for three days and three nights. At this time, Mo Sang was tired and tired, and fell asleep from the sky and walked casually on the ground.

After fleeing for three days and three nights, no one chased him, and Mo Sang thought that those people had probably given up on themselves. Mo Sang chose a relatively quiet mountain pass to prepare for a beautiful sleep, there was cold everywhere, and there was not much spiritual energy to absorb and restore the true qi in the body. The only way is to sleep to recover his strength quickly, now tired and hungry, Mo Sang really wants to fall down and never get up again, I feel that life is so tired, it is really as the Buddhists say: life is like a sea of suffering, turning back is the shore. Moissan's frustrated look back, not seeing the shore but seeing something that excites Moissan.