The hundred sword lights moved neatly, and at the same time flew out, blocking the top of Han Muye's head.

The sword light condensed into a line, and the sword staggered, turning into a barrier of the sword.

Zhuge Lu's Heavenly Realm coercion slammed into this barrier and shattered.

Heavenly realm, resistible.

Zhuge Lu was slightly stunned, and his eyes fell on the long sword that had been returned into an array by the hundred paths.

"Edgeworth, sword formation, something."

His eyes narrowed, and sword intent surged from his body.

Zhang Qi and the three of them stepped back.

Zhuge Lu looked at Han Muye, who was sitting on the chariot, and his eyes swept over the sword box he was carrying.

Whether it is the main body or the clone, Han Muye carries a sword box with a sword weapon placed in it.

The Lingbao Wanhe sword box controlled by the body can warm the sword weapon, and the combat power is strong, and the doppelganger carries the Dao sword, and the Dao sword and several other magic weapons are placed in the sword box.

"I know the Qingyou realm." Zhuge Lu's sword intent converged, and he said lightly: "That is the place where the sword path inheritance is prosperous." ”

"If you can have four hundred golden pill sword repair guards, the family behind you will definitely not be bad."

"If you don't know the reputation of my Guangyuan Sword Sect, you can go and inquire."

With a hint of a smile on his face, Zhuge Lu chuckled: "We are not swordsmen who dominate the world, we are rats." ”

Han Muye waved his hand, and the hundred swords above his head were instantly sheathed.

The four hundred sword cultivators he brought this time, from cultivation to swordsmanship, were all personally guided by him.

The cultivation of the sword array and the cultivation of the Zhou Tian array are already extremely proficient.

With the power of the sword array, you can encircle and kill the out-of-body.

In the Qingyou realm, these four hundred sword cultivators are Han Muye's true descendants.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought them to the Immortal Source World.

Orders are forbidden, and actions are neat.

Zhuge Lu's eyes flashed, and he became more and more curious about this Gu Gongzi from the Qingyou realm.

His body moved, landed directly on the chariot, and sat cross-legged in front of Han Muye.

"Gu Gongzi can understand chess?"

"There are still 100,000 miles left to go to Guangyuan Sword Sect, why don't you talk about a game?"

With that being said, he had waved his hand to put down a chessboard, and the black and white pieces landed on either side of the board.

Raise your hand, a black disc has landed on the chessboard.

From flying down the chariot to falling on the chessboard, Zhuge Lu's movements are smooth.

"Haha, it's a guest from afar, the old man is in charge of the black first, Gu Gongzi doesn't object, right?"

A son fell, and Zhuge Lu looked up at Han Muye.

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, he raised his hand to grab a white chess piece in his hand, closed his eyes and dropped a chess piece at will.

His careless appearance made Zhuge Lu frown slightly.

However, since the white son has fallen, Zhuge Lu is still patient to fall again.

The sunspot has just fallen, and the white has already flown out.

Zhuge Lu had a cold face, and Heizi pressed it quickly.

For a moment, the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard flew over.

However, the two dragons, black and white, have been entangled.

Zhuge Lu held a sunspot in his hand, lifting it in the air, but there was nowhere to place it.

He looked up at Han Muye, who was silent with his eyes closed.

Lost.

In a hundred breath time, a game of chess has been clearly won and lost.

The black chess dragon was strangled, and whether he put this chess piece or not was insignificant.

The chess game entered the sword formation, and in this battle, he lost completely.

Taking a breath, Zhuge Lu said in a low voice: "I was careless in this game. ”

"It's a long road, one more round."

With a wave of the hand, the black and white pieces return to their positions.

Glancing at the indifferent Han Muye, he gently placed a black chess piece on the chessboard.

Han Muye, who closed his eyes, didn't even move his hand, one white child had already flown down, then the second one hung in the air, and the third one moved lightly.

Zhuge Lu snorted coldly, the black son fell again, and when he raised his hand, the second white piece was just broken next to his chess piece.

Zhuge Lu's raised hand was slightly stunned, his palm flipped over, and a sunspot pressed down.

Just as the piece was about to land on the board, he snapped his fingers and moved the piece three squares out of thin air.

"Smack."

A white child landed right in front of the black one.

Break.

Zhuge Lu's whole person was like a lightning strike, his eyes widened, staring at the chessboard in front of him.

The sunspot between his fingers couldn't fall down.

This chess piece represents his strongest sword, but he doesn't know how to do it at all.

If the sword has no place, it has no power.

"Boom-"

The sound of the earthquake sounded, and Zhuge Lu slowly raised his head.

Ahead, the mountains are continuous, and the jade-colored gatehouse hangs high.

Guangyuan Sword Sect.

"Uncle Shi, you've been sitting on this chariot for five hours......" Zhang Qi leaned over and spoke in a low voice.

Five hours?

He looked down at the chess game in front of him.

He still had a black chess piece between his fingers, and a white one of them floated lightly on the board.

"Uncle Shi, you didn't win this game?" Zhang Qi asked softly.

Zhuge Lu coughed, stood up, turned his head to look at the empty frame and surroundings, and said lightly: "It's just talking, little Doyle." ”

As he spoke, he threw the black chess piece in his hand forward.

The chess pieces just fell, and Zhang Qi behind him was already wide-eyed.

Because when the black piece falls, the white piece has already fallen on the chessboard.

White, break before sunspots!

The corners of Zhuge Lu's eyes twitched lightly, and he stepped down.

It's just that at this moment, he was unsteady on his feet and almost fell.

Zhang Qi hurriedly followed the past.

"What about Gu Gongzi?" Zhuge Lu asked lightly.

"When I arrived at the mountain gate, there were already disciples waiting, and it was said that someone from Elder Yuan Tian had come to invite them."

Zhang Qi's face showed a different color.

Great Elder Yuan Tian.

Zhuge Lu nodded, and after stepping into the mountain gate, he glanced at the hall in the distance, and turned around to walk to the other side.

He walked quickly through several hills, stopping at a blue square, and then entered the small hall.

"Why, Zhuge Chess Saint rarely came to my Broken Cloud Palace." An old man with a white beard looked up and smiled.

Zhuge Lu looked solemn, walked to the old man and sat down, and then said in a low voice: "Old man Chen, let's have a game." ”

As the words fell, he quickly put down the chessboard.

The surrounding spiritual light converged and turned into figures.

"Zhuge chess idiot and Chen chess scum, I haven't seen it for decades."

"Hehe, Zhuge chess idiot is still willing to come to His Royal Highness Broken Cloud to play chess, it's strange."

Zhuge Lu didn't speak, just raised his hand and landed a sunspot on the chessboard.

The white-bearded old man on the opposite side chuckled, and a chess piece fell.

Before he could set his chess pieces, Zhuge Lu's next sunspot had already settled.

"Huh?" The old man on the opposite side showed a different color on his face, and the white son in his hand was slowly put down.

This time, Zhuge Lu's sunspots were faster.

Strangeness flashed on the faces of everyone around.

The white-bearded old man frowned and looked at Zhuge Lu.

Zhuge Lu closed his eyes, and the black and white chess pieces outside the chessboard flew one after another, and after the chessboard was full, there was nowhere to place a sunspot in his hand.

"One hundred and forty-two hands to determine Qiankun, in fact, I have already seen the clues when I was thirty-four hands, Zhuge , the strength of this person's formation is much higher than yours." The white-bearded old man stared at the chessboard and spoke softly.

The surrounding onlookers also lowered their heads and looked carefully at the chessboard.

"My Guangyuan Sword Sect absorbs the strengths of all families, the sword formation is the most important to the Great Elder, and you Zhuge is also the best among them, can beat you with thirty-four hands, is it a game against the Great Elder?" An old man in a black robe spoke up.

On the other side, an old man shook his head and said, "With such a formation power, I'm afraid it's really not weaker than the Great Elder." ”

Zhuge Lu shook his head, didn't answer, raised his hand and swept it, all the chess pieces returned to their places, and then he landed another piece.

The white-bearded old man on the opposite side pondered for a moment, and a chess piece fell.

But before his chess pieces fell, a black piece had already landed on the chessboard in advance.

The white-bearded old man was stunned.

The rest of the surrounding spectators were all solemn.

Bai Zi fell, and a sunspot under Zhuge Lu hung in the air, and then shook his head and said: "I can't deduce this step......

He looked up, his face slightly stunned.

Whether it was the white-bearded old man on the opposite side or the onlookers around him, they all looked at him fixedly.

"I don't understand this chess game." Zhuge Lu regretted that he threw the sunspot lightly and fell down at will.

The white-bearded old man on the opposite side looked solemn, and slowly put the white son in his hand in front of the sunspot.

"Zhuge has not yet entered the gods, and has realized cause and effect, you are not bad." The white-bearded old man whispered, making Zhuge Lu's whole body tremble.

"Cause and effect?"

"This is cause and effect?"

He has only just come out of his body when he cultivates, and he never thought that he would be able to comprehend the power of cause and effect one day.

He just reviewed the chess game when Han Muye played against him.

Looking back now, there seems to be a trace of mystical power in it, and if you want to grasp it, you can't find it.

"Congratulations."

"Hey, what a chance has come."

The eyes of the surrounding people were full of envy.

Although there are many strong people in the Guangyuan Sword Sect, there are few strong people who have stepped into the heavenly realm and comprehended the reincarnation of cause and effect.

Among these people, only one of the old men in the green robe with a sword on his back had realized cause and effect and stepped into the realm of the half-saint of the sword.

"Zhuge , this is your chance, as long as you understand it carefully, this game will definitely help you achieve cause and effect."

The old man in the green robe said softly with a smile on his face.

The Guangyuan Sword Sect is like this, and the relationship between the same people in the sect is much more harmonious than that of other sects.

Zhuge Lu nodded, his eyes falling on the chess pieces in his hand.

"Senior Brother Yang Xian, if it is, if it is calculated five hours later, if the position of the chess pieces is thrown at will, is this still cause and effect?"

Calculate the idle pieces to be thrown after five hours.

Hearing his words, everyone around them shook their heads.

How can there be such a person in the world?

The old man in the green robe shook his head and said with a smile: "This is not cause and effect. ”

"I'm afraid you have to comprehend the supreme power of time and space."

Speaking of this, he waved his hand: "I'm afraid that those who have been at the top in the last three days are not worthy of carrying shoes in front of such a strong person." ”

After speaking, his figure slowly dispersed.

The others did not stay in the Broken Cloud Hall anymore.

As for what Zhuge Lu said, they didn't take it to heart.

There can be no such strong person in the world.

Zhuge Lu would not really encounter such a strong person.

But they didn't know that at this time, Zhuge Lu's heart was already rolling in huge waves.

Supreme power, control time and space.

Did the chess pieces that fell after five hours really travel through time and space?

Thinking of something, he suddenly got up and stepped out of the Broken Cloud Palace.

The white-bearded old man in the Broken Cloud Hall shook his head and slowly put away the chess pieces in front of him.

"This Zhuge chess basket is so unruly......"

Zhuge Lu flew straight to the main hall of Guangyuan Sword Sect, and only when he fell into the main hall, he saw the head Yuan Tian Sword Venerable and Han Muye standing opposite each other.

Around the two of them, the sword light shone.

"Coincidentally."

Yuan Tian Jianzun spoke lightly.

"What a coincidence."

Han Muye whispered.

"Boom-"

Zhuge Lu's figure was directly uncontrollable, and was wrapped in sword light and hung in the center of the main hall.

His face turned pale as he watched the endless sword light rise from Yuan Tian Sword Venerable's body.

Great Elder, you have to use your sword to kill yourself......

Slowly turning his head, he saw an endless streamer shining on Han Muye's rise that he had never seen before.

This Gu Gongzi also wants to kill himself?

"Cangchang—"

The long sword roared, and a sword light on Yuan Tianjianzun's body pierced Zhuge Lu.

Zhuge Lu closed his eyes in despair.

"When—"

The sound of the twin swords clinging was heard.

Zhuge Lu opened his eyes lightly and looked at a foot in front of him, two long swords intertwined.

Then he regretted that he had opened his eyes.

On Yuan Tian Jianzun's body, countless streamers slashed down.

Every sword seemed to smash him to pieces.

The Great Elder's sword, it takes such a lot of trouble to kill yourself?

"When—"

"When—"

Countless sword lights collided with Yuan Tian Jianzun's sword.

Between heaven and earth, sword light is intertwined.

Zhuge Lu will never forget the scene in front of him.

Countless long swords collided with each other, right in front of him.

These sword lights have no track, no path, and no end.

"No, cause and effect ......"

With wide eyes, Zhuge Lu looked at these sword lights fixedly.

These swords seemed to come out of nowhere, and there was no trace of them.

There is no cause and effect.

Push the boundaries of space.

A quarter of an hour.

An hour.

One day.

year.

Century!

Zhuge Lu felt that he had stood in the sword light for a whole hundred years.

"Boom-"

The sword light is scattered, and the clouds are light and the wind is light.

Han Muye and Yuan Tian Jianzun stopped at the same time.

Zhuge Lu's figure slowly fell, and then he looked at Han Muye and Yuan Tian Jianzun blankly.

In his eyes, endless vicissitudes were revealed.

"Go ahead, how much you can comprehend is your chance." Yuan Tian Jianzun waved his hand, and Zhuge Lu's figure was already outside the main hall.

He turned and looked at the stone steps in front of him.

At this moment, he seemed to see through the growth and withering of the grass on this stone step.

Causally.

Understand!

"Uncle Shi, why don't you enter the main hall? I see you've been standing here for a quarter of an hour. ”

Behind him, a green-robed disciple spoke in a low voice.

Standing here for a quarter of an hour?

From beginning to end, he did not set foot in the main hall.

Those hundred years are all illusory?

He turned to look at the green-robed disciple.

"You're good." Zhuge Lu raised his hand and handed out a long sword, and then slowly left.

Not bad?

The disciple's face was blank, and he looked at the medium-grade spiritual weapon in his hand.

Uncle Zhuge is so generous?

Is this a hair?

……

In the main hall, Han Muye and Yuan Tian Jianzun sat opposite each other.

"Time and space, I didn't expect you to feel the trajectory of this layer of power."

Yuan Tianjian Venerable looked at Han Muye, and his face showed a strange color: "Except for the last three days and a few hidden people in this world who have such a realm, the rest of Tianzun does not have such skills. ”

"I'm curious, who did you meet?"

Who did you meet?

Han Muye looked up at Yuan Tian Jianzun.

Same countenance, same temperament.

The difference is that the sword that easily shattered his divine soul could not be used by the Yuan Tian Sword Venerable in front of him.

The two of them were fighting swords just now, and Yuan Tian Jianzun did not have the upper hand.

On the contrary, Han Muye used the sword path sensed in his soul to break Yuan Tian Jianzun's sword formation.

Through time and space, even if it is just a mastery, it can already break through the sword array of the world's sword power.

"That one, maybe you have seen Jianzun before, perhaps, he will meet him someday."

Han Muye shook his head, a ball of golden light flashing in his hand.

"Sword Venerable, the sword of the Ancient God Emperor, and the Divine Court Treasury, which one do you think can make the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Source World enter the game?"