The first phantom world, forming a blue bubble, floats around the unborn.

Freeze-frame picture, dozens of pairs of outstretched hands, covering their hearts and kneeling on the ground.

Wei Qisheng walked into the second phantom world, this is another demon in his heart, this is a small city, called Wangyu Town, which is the first place Wei Qisheng walked out of the village and went to.

However, at this time, a terrible battle was taking place in Wangyu Town, the battle of intermediate chess players in the air, the battle of low-level chess players, senior chess players, and intermediate chess players on the ground, and Wangyu Town was fully plunged into a war, with shouts everywhere, death everywhere, and blood splashing scenes everywhere.

Hideous, hideous, death, death.

It's like hell, it's no longer the beautiful and peaceful world.

The ghost, a ghost, confronted the crazy people, listened to the screams, sniffed the disgusting smell of blood, felt the touch of the blood spraying on the face. Fireballs flew, the light of the spirit weapon flickered, flying sand and rocks, smoke, ruins, cruelty, madness.

Before his life, it was like a leisurely walk, walking with an expressionless face.

The little fat man Rosie, Hua Xiaoxi, Liu Yan, Fang Wei, all faces passed through his mind.

Fang Wei died, Hai Lao came, a huge and powerful beam of light shot towards Wei Qisheng, Wei Qisheng looked up in surprise, and saw Hai Lao's hideous face, as well as the helpless heartache of the man in black, but in an instant, the eyeball was enveloped by the incomparably bright, powerful beam, and the entire eyeball was covered by this beam.

Die, it's good to die, there is no sorrow and no trouble, everything is liberated, the heart will not be carrying so much pain, regret and hatred, and there will not be such a heavy burden on your shoulders. No need to think, no need to walk, nothing to do, just lie down and fall into the boundless darkness.

It's good to die, it's good to die, and slowly close your eyes before you are alive.

However, just as his eyes were about to close, his eyes opened again, and they were extremely wide, fierce and crazy, and bloodshot.

Because out of the corner of his eye he saw that beautiful and petite figure, because out of the corner of his eye he saw that figure as pale as a lotus. The image of that body is a moth, without hesitation to pounce on the flame that emits evil light, even if it knows that it will die, even if it knows that it will be destroyed, even if it knows that its chess heart is broken, it will no longer enter reincarnation, and will be isolated from the chess path forever.

But she still flew over, using her body, with her chess heart, to block the sky above her life, blocking the blazing beam.

"Nope. He stretched out his hand with a roar like a beast, but he could never touch it.

The cry lingered for a long time, echoing in the air, and finally being scattered in the air by the wind.

Time stands still, the picture freezes, and in the picture is a teenager who stretches out his hand, his face as hideous as a beast is full of pain, his mouth is wide open, and he is shouting 'no'. A huge beam of light shot out from the air, and a girl in white blocked the beam with her body and chess heart like a moth thrown into the flames.

Before his life entered the third fantasy world, this is the city of forgetting immortals, forgetting to become immortals, that battle will be remembered forever, recorded in the history of the chess continent, remembered in people's hearts, how many things in ancient and modern times, are all laughed at.

Wei Qisheng stood beside Wei Jitian, and Wei Jitian deliberately lowered his head not to look at him, his expression was full of loss and despair. His face was desolate and sad. With his head down, his pale hair fluttered in the wind. I don't look at his life, as if I am extremely disappointed in him.

"Life is not happy, and death is not peaceful. ”

"Let go of everything, please fly freely. ”

"Outside is your stage. ”

"Fate. ”

The pain and bitterness on his face were like the bleak autumn wind in autumn, like the dead leaves blown around by the wind in autumn.

Of course, Wei Qisheng can see the sadness on Wei Jitian's face, and he also knows that he will do this for himself, for himself, just like an animal guarding a calf, that is a kind of nature, without any requirements and other intentions, just simply hope that you will be happy and happy, and live a healthy life.

Huge sword qi surging in, overwhelming mountains and seas, destroying everything, nothing can stop it.

Wei Qisheng looked deeply at the sky, saw his disappointed and lost expression, saw him with his head down, unwilling to look at himself, his face was sad and lost, he walked up and came to the black hole.

Came to the black hole, the black fog kept lingering beside him, the sky sword slashed with an incomparably domineering momentum, only the figure in his eyes, only to see that the figure finally raised his head to look at himself, the pale face as paper regained a trace of calm, just a little more reluctant, but he did not stretch out his hand, nor shouted, just quietly watched, looking through the autumn water, looking through the eyes, close to the end of the world, only a short distance, but it seemed to be separated from the end of the world.

Then before he saw it, the last trace of power that did not come from nowhere, jumped up and blocked the front of the sword of the sky that came in an instant.

The sword of the sky passed in an instant, almost without the slightest pause, like a mud cow crossing the sea, and the huge sword momentum instantly cut the body of the unkilled heaven into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

"Fly, live, fly to your heart's content. ”

Listening to the last sentence, looking at the last look of the face, the sad face of the unborn Mu Ran looked gloomy, the eyes that had not shed tears for a long time were filled with tears at some point, and the two lines of tears came as scheduled, flowing down, flowing through the cheeks, falling into the wind.

He didn't feel it anymore, he just couldn't help it, but at that moment, he seemed to feel that the whole world had collapsed, and everything seemed so unreal.

Fake, fake, all fake.

The world collapsed.

Time stands still, the picture freezes, the picture is a young man standing in a black hole in the air, surrounded by black mist, in front of him is an old man who is not angry and self-assured, holding the Cangtian Sword, a sword slashed, the huge sword qi of the Cangtian Sword surged, and a pale-faced middle-aged man used his body to block the front of the Cangtian Sword, and the ashes disappeared.

Three blue bubbles stopped beside the unborn, all performing a story, a different story.

If one is not good, he may sleep forever, sleep in the illusion, and never wake up. Everyone has dreams that they don't want to wake up, everyone has demons, if he doesn't want to wake up, then his heart will die, and people will die, forever sinking in dreams.

The terrible thing about the Phantom Cave is that it will produce phantoms, which will make people fall into a dream, and they will never be able to wake up, which is why the Phantom Cave will become a taboo place for Qingyun Qimen, only the head can enter, of course, there is another reason, that is, because in the Phantom Cave, there is the ancient sword, the Forget Immortal Sword.

Destruction, abyss, endless darkness.

Dreams, illusions, like dreams and bubbles.

"Don't blame me, I'm also for the world, for the people on the chess continent, because our time is running out. The Baiyun Dao man outside the cave stood on the edge of the cliff, his old face was a look of kin, and the breeze caressed his face and beard, blowing the corners of his clothes.

"I hope you can pass this test, break the illusion, not sink in the dream forever, and not fall into the abyss, the sword of forgetting immortals. ”

"The chess academy will come to the door immediately, Qingyun chess gate has always been a thorn in the eye of the chess academy, a thorn in the flesh, they will not be comfortable if they are not removed, now in this troubled world, there is no need to hide, it is useless to hide, it is a blessing or a curse to know in a battle, alas. ”

The Baiyun Dao people looked up to the sky and sighed.

"It's been so long, it's finally coming. Those who should come still have to come, and they can't hide. ”

I don't know how long it took, but the three dreams flowed.

"Ahh Suddenly, three dreams let out a cry at the same time, resounding through the heavens and the earth, straight up to the sky, and the three blue bubbles instantly shattered, turning into pieces of crystal blue fragments, which recorded some of the past events, and fell around Wei Qisheng's body.

"Unswervingly move forward and never look back. ”

"Dreams, sinking, can shake my heart. ”

"Fly, I want to fly, I want to go to a wider world, see more and more beautiful scenery, my heart is not here, my ambition is high, how can I be bound and imprisoned, these are my driving forces to move forward, not the rope that binds me, not the cage that imprisons me. ”

"Broken, broken, broken. ”

"Ten thousand ice hearts, a chess heart. ”

"Bang". In the three dream realms, the chess heart on the chest of Wei Qisheng was dazzling, emitting a fiery and brilliant light, which could only compete with the sky.

The chess heart becomes exquisite, and then slowly turns into a puddle of liquid, which is instilled into the unborn body, becoming a part of the unborn body, two is one, and one is two. The two become one. The chess heart is my heart, and I am a chess piece.

The realm of chess perception is as you like. Clear-mindedness. Heart. Ice Heart. Chess heart. When you come to the heart of chess, it is the real perfection and the highest state.

Breaking the illusion, not sinking into the dream, not falling into the boundless darkness, unwilling to wake up, and achieving a chess heart in the future.

The blazing light of the chess heart gradually disappeared, and as it all merged into Wei Qisheng's body, Wei Qisheng suddenly felt as if there was a stream of air flowing through his limbs, washing his body, clearing out all impurities and dirt, and becoming pure, substantial and powerful.

Wei Qisheng looked at his chest, there was no longer that chess heart, the chess heart had been integrated into his body and became a part of him.

Reaching out to catch the falling fragments of crystalline old foam beside him, watching the light and shadow flow above, looking at the story above, Wei Qisheng had a trace of gloom, a chess heart, so that Wei Qisheng had a sense of dust.