A mouthful of red blood spurted out and spilled on the ground of the bronze ancient hall, and those chess ghosts suddenly seemed to be crazy, desperately pounced, stretched out their long scarlet tongues, and kept touching the ground, Tian Qiqi's blood.

However, just a little bit is enough for so many chess ghosts, and after a while, the blood will be cleaned by tian, but those chess ghosts are not satisfied, and they are still on the floor of tian, tian, the floor with the smell of blood, as if they want to drop the floor.

The faces of the chess ghosts who were to the blood of Tian were much more ruddy, and they could feel that the strength of those chess ghosts who were to the blood of Tian had become stronger. Really.

blood, make them stronger.

Blood, however, also drives them crazy.

Whether it was blood or not, looking at the blood remaining at the corners of his mouth, they all pounced like crazy, like a group of bloodthirsty monsters, pounced on him.

"Squeak~~"

The Ghost King stood in the trend of chess ghosts, one by one the chess ghosts roared past it, it just stood quietly, looking at the scar on its hand, and looking at the Forgotten Immortal Sword in its hand fiercely. Although the Powerful Ghost King has absolute strength, he is still cut by the breath of the Forgotten Immortal Sword.

"This is the sword of forgetting immortals, the sword of forgetting the monarch. The Ghost King said viciously, but before he could feel it, there was a trace of fear in the Ghost King's words.

"Yes, this is the Forgotten Immortal Sword, it used to be the sword of the Forgotten Sovereign, and now it is my sword. I will use it to cut everything and destroy all obstacles that stand in my way. I will use it to guard the things I love, use it to draw a boundary, without my permission, no chess ghost is allowed to cross the thunder pool half a step, otherwise, there will be no mercy, and those who touch my scales will be punished. ”

He stood up tremblingly, looked at the Ghost King coldly, slashed away with a sword, the dragon roared, and the huge power of the dragon slashed through the air and instantly destroyed the group of chess ghosts at the front.

After killing the chess ghost in the front, Wei Qisheng drew a blue line in front of him with the Forgotten Immortal Sword.

The blue thread of light lingers, and it is the boundary of the unborn, which cannot be crossed.

Then the second sword was slashed, the dragon roared, the blue sword qi roared away, and a large number of chess ghosts fell, and they were wiped out, the third sword, the fourth sword, the fifth sword...

Sword after sword.

Even Weiqisheng himself didn't know how many swords he had slashed.

However, he just stood there firmly, his body motionless like a mountain, guarding the bronze gate behind him, guarding the boundary in front of him, this reverse scale.

Sword after sword, one by one, the chess ghosts fell.

However, chess ghosts are not afraid of death, they only have evil in their eyes, only darkness, and only blood from the corners of their mouths. They still pounced desperately, desperate.

The real dragon fire scorching the bronze ancient hall has reached the final stage, those chess ghosts can't stand it anymore, the next layer of the bronze ancient hall has come from the painful screams, that is the chess ghosts are scorched by the real dragon fire of the painful screams, they are crazy to crawl to the second layer, no matter how crowded they are, they have to squeeze up.

"Bang. ”

Before he died, he killed a piece of chess ghosts that pounced, but he was punched in his hand by a chess ghost with the strength of a green belt chess player who sneaked in from the side.

Suddenly, his arm was painful and numb, and he couldn't lift his strength like a rope.

Fortunately, this arm is not the arm of Weiqisheng holding the Forgotten Immortal Sword, Weiqisheng roared angrily, and a sword slashed towards the chess ghost who caused great damage to himself, and the chess ghost with the strength of the green belt chess warrior was also vulnerable in front of Weiqisheng, and the Forgotten Immortal Sword fell down, directly splitting the chess ghost in half.

The chess ghost with the strength of a green-belt chess player fell to the ground and turned into a white cloud of dry bone powder.

The surrounding chess ghosts are densely packed, but the strength of the chess ghosts is getting stronger and stronger, those who are weak have been squeezed behind or have already become cannon fodder, becoming the souls under the sword of forgetting immortals, and now the chess ghosts in front of their lives are all extremely powerful, almost all of them are the strength of chess players, and there are several chess players mixed with the peak green belt level of blue belts.

When the time is really difficult, a chess ghost with the strength of a chess player is not terrible, and he will kill several in minutes before he dies. But as soon as the dense number of chess players and chess ghosts poured in, the power was unimaginable.

What's more, there is such a powerful ghost king who has been eyeing him from the sidelines.

The weak chess ghost has no senses, and they all rush madly according to their bloodthirsty desires. And this fierce ghost king's sanity is quite high, it seems to be looking for an opportunity to give a fatal blow to the human in front of it, even if it is the level of an orange belt chess player, far stronger than Wei Qisheng, but the crazy Wei Qisheng still makes it frightened, so that it does not dare to rush up, it is afraid that Wei Qisheng has some terrible chess skills hidden, let it be injured, or die with it.

The fire of the true dragon is raging, and the deep sea dragon uses all the chess power in his body, and the powerful chess power in the body of the burning life is poured into Xiao Jin's body, and the fire of the real dragon spewed out by Xiao Jin is blazing, violent, violent, and powerful, and the breath of the divine dragon is sufficient.

The chess ghosts in the bronze ancient hall that were still on the lower floor had all been annihilated by the fire of the true dragon and dissipated into nothingness, and the main hall on the first floor of the bronze ancient hall was already empty. Even the second layer had already felt the terrifying power of the True Dragon Fire, the breath of the Divine Dragon, the scorching flames of the True Dragon Fire, had already made those weak chess ghosts unbearable, Si Si's screaming, his face was hideous, and scarlet blood flowed out of his blood-red eyes.

"Siss~~"

"It hurts, it hurts. ”

The chess ghosts scratched their ears and cheeks and shouted in pain.

"Hurry up, give it all to me, kill this human, and we will be able to break through this bronze gate, leave this bronze ancient temple that has trapped us for tens of thousands of years, and go to the outside world. There are countless human beings out there, and there are countless fresh blood waiting for you, as long as you go out, you can suck human blood freely. As long as you go out, you can be free, don't stay in this ghost bronze ancient hall in pain. ”

The Mighty Ghost King was also affected by the breath of the True Dragon's Fire, and roared angrily.

With a roar from the Powerful Ghost King, all the chess ghosts around Wei Qisheng rushed up and pounced on Wei Qisheng, opening their mouths that could open a big grin, just like snakes, showing their long fangs, and their pale faces were full of bloodthirsty desire.

These chess ghosts don't have chess skills, and they don't need chess skills, they rely on their bodies, and the strength of their bodies and the hardness of their physical strength are important criteria for their strength.

And these chess players and chess ghosts have a lot of physical strength, and their bodies are also very hard, unlike those weak chess ghosts who can destroy a large area at will with just a sword.

The sword light flew, and the Forgotten Immortal Sword danced, forming a picturesque blue circle of light around the body of the unborn, and the sword shadows flew one after another, and any chess ghost who touched the blue circle of light would be slashed and destroyed, becoming a pile of dry bone powder on the ground.

The sword swings quickly, and it can form an impenetrable sword circle. It's like building a small world of swords, a space of swords. In the small world of swords, all are surging sword shadows, and if you touch them, you will die.

However, the chess ghosts that were surging up in dense clusters were not afraid of death at all, and in their eyes there was no such thing as death, only bloodthirsty desires.

The chess ghosts overwhelmingly pressed over like a mountain and a sea, pressing towards the future.

The darkness corroded, and the small world of the sword formed by the wielding of the Forgotten Immortal Sword became smaller and smaller, smaller and smaller, like a small blue candle flame being eroded by the darkness, and only a small piece of the illuminated space remained.

Wheezing, violent wheezing, tired, very tired, the consumption of chess power is huge, so that the power of the unborn. The dense array of chess ghosts has brought absolute darkness and the breath of death, and he has fallen into a desperate situation before he is born, what should he do, retreat?

"No, I must not retreat, even if I fall, I must fight to the last moment as best I can, maybe if I hold on to that last moment, Xiao Jin's true dragon fire will be able to destroy all these chess ghosts. ”

Wei Qisheng with a beautiful hope, with a longing, anyway, he must not let a chess ghost escape from this bronze ancient hall, this is his promise, this is his responsibility, as a disciple of the monarch, he actually chose to become a disciple of the monarch, and felt the sword intent of the monarch, then abide by the promise to do the best to do this sword thing, this matter must be something that the monarch is obsessed with, and he must complete it in his life.

Desperate situation, erupting in a desperate situation, fighting against the water.

Before he let out a roar, he kicked out hard.

Bang.

Wei Qisheng kicked a chess ghost, and the chess ghost flew upside down, knocking away a large number of chess ghosts behind it, but these hard chess ghosts, the force of Wei Qisheng's kick was not enough to destroy them.

The sword shadow of the Forgotten Immortal Sword can no longer take care of the feet that are not yet alive, but there are chess ghosts everywhere, and under their feet, countless chess ghosts pounce on them.

Hold on, hold on.

"Lang took a sword. ”

Just when the light of the Forgetful Immortal Sword was about to be overwhelmed by the darkness, it was overwhelmed by the dense number of chess ghosts. Just when death was coming, and the breath of despair was so strong, he let out a roar of rage, and his anger rose to the sky, with a resolute and unyielding look on his face.

The Forgotten Immortal Sword rose into the sky, and the light bloomed in an instant, and the soft blue light of the eternal mark was not a blazing flame light, but a faint and cool blue light, but with an incomparably sharp aura, it was slashed away with a sword.

The surging tide is surging.

The darkness, the chess ghost, all dissipated into the heavens and the earth in this blue light that suddenly bloomed like a lotus. O eternal light, light the way ahead of me, so that I may not fall on the road ahead. O eternal light, illuminate the space around me, so that I may not be eroded by darkness.

This sudden bloom of light, with the breath of eternal traces.

All the chess ghosts around his body were all slashed by a sword, and the Forgotten Immortal Sword was suspended directly in front of his body, shining with a faint blue light of eternal traces, illuminating the space.

The eternity of this moment, the light of this moment. Even if it's just a moment, it's enough.

The faint blue light of the Forgotten Immortal Sword fell on Wei Qisheng's body, reflecting his stubborn face, with perseverance, with courage, with stubbornness, and thick madness.