Entering the old ghost's thoughts again, he didn't understand why there were three locked confinements in the old ghost's thinking, and they were all locked by some kind of power, if it weren't for the blood refining method, which penetrated deep into his bone marrow, it made Li Yiming have the possibility of opening.

After a few moments of peering with the gaze, I found that this thought prohibition was much stronger than the previous one, and it seemed that the information inside was more important.

Li Yiming mobilized his internal breath and found that there was not much true qi left in the dantian, and he could only use the most basic blood refining method to control the old ghost's body.

But now it's at a critical point, and if you wait for the old ghost to come back to your senses, I'm afraid there will never be such a good opportunity. Li Yiming opened his eyes and saw that everyone was looking at him, especially Ye Huan, his expression was a little strange, with some consternation in his indifference, which seemed to be very incredible and extremely complicated. In addition, until now, this person with the highest cultivation on the scene has not seen a move for a long time, and his old scheming can be seen.

And Hao Dayun has never shown a good face to Li Yiming, even if he did, it was only fleeting, and now he hopes that Li Yiming will be defeated and take the initiative to give up, so that others, or himself, can make a move at a critical moment, and it will not be in vain to come here once, and it will be a bit of face and a bit of braggart to say it in the future.

Now this person can be regarded as being taken down by Li Yiming, he wants to find some clues in his thinking, which is related to many things, among which the clues of "Nine Realms and One Theory" and "Hetuluo Book" seem to have a little eyebrows.

Li Yiming said: "Senior brothers, senior sisters, I have seen the clues of the Hetu Luoshu in his thoughts, but my cultivation is still shallow, and my current strength cannot open the second seal in his thoughts, please lend me a little true qi, so that I can get a glimpse of the mystery." ”

When everyone saw Li Yiming say, they looked at each other, and when they were hesitating, they heard Ling Guiyan say, "Senior brother, I'm here to help you." ”

Ling Guiyan stepped forward, grabbed Li Yiming's wrist, and input the true qi of his whole body to Li Yiming without reservation. And Li Yiming only felt that his whole body was soothed, and a stream of heat entered Li Yiming's dantian with his wrist, and the only trace of true qi in Li Yiming's dantian blended with each other, and then participated in the operation of Zhou Tian, generating a powerful mental power.

Above the deep sea of the old ghost's thoughts, a pair of human eyes stared at the sea, with a sharp and swift momentum, as if they wanted to see through everything in this world. The second shackled mind chest sunk in the deep sea also gradually surfaced, exposed to the underside of the Gaze Eye. In the end, like the first mind chest, it gradually cracked open, and the world was covered with white light.

It was a twilight night, the sky was full of sunset, and an old ghost and a Taoist priest were playing against each other. There seem to be thousands of troops and horses on the chessboard, and in one attack and one defense, there are hidden killing opportunities everywhere.

Lao Dao's beard is a little gray, and his patched robe looks extremely sloppy, but between his eyebrows, there is a bit of handsomeness, especially the black mole between his eyebrows is extremely conspicuous.

"Dustless."

Li Yiming and Xiao Ran exclaimed at the same time.

And what Li Yiming said, everyone heard it, and looked at each other, and couldn't help but reveal excitement.

After looking for such a long time, I actually found the whereabouts of Wuchenzi in the memory of the old ghost. Ling Guiyan couldn't hold her breath, and after inputting her true qi into Li Yiming, she was a little physically exhausted, and before she could recover, she asked, "Uncle Wuchen, have you found it?" Where is he? ”

Li Yiming waved his hand, did not answer, and continued to interpret the scene information in the shackles of this second thought.

The dustless old way shows people with his true face, which is enough to show his trust in the old ghost. The two of them were in a pavilion somewhere, and they saw the sunset in the distant mountains, which was red all over the world, and the fiery maple leaves fell with the wind, dyeing this place red.

Wuchenzi is informal, his exercises are integrated with the strengths of hundreds of schools, and what he sees and hears is comparable to that of the old ghost.

"Wuxiang Sangong, I heard Zhemei Sanren talk about it a long time ago, but I haven't seen him use it, and I don't know how you learned it?"

The old ghost sighed and said: "At the end of the road, by chance, I entered the place where the predecessors of Zhemei rushed to the pass, and after seeing this exercise, I learned it unintentionally, but it was only in vain, and I couldn't get a glimpse of the true biography, and now it is stagnant at the eighth layer, not up or down, not people and things." ”

Wuchenzi smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "I see." It seems that we are also from the same school, but at the moment, the war between the two countries will also cause countless casualties, what do you think of this? ”

The old ghost's eyebrows trembled slightly, and after saying this, he had already shown his killing intentions, and the Go Bai Zi'er in his hand refused to fall for a long time, and he was thinking about how to answer in his heart. After a moment of silence, at that moment, the white chess pieces had already been crushed by him.

Wuchenzi said: "They are all national teachers, each fighting for itself, although your exercises are peculiar, you will not be my opponent." After Wuchen finished speaking, he put the old ghost's hand on the place where he was about to land, and with a gentle blow, the waste white chess pieces gradually converged as before, becoming a complete chess piece.

The old ghost saw the chessboard, and the place where he fell was exactly where he had been hesitating, but after Wuchenzi's guidance, he found that it was just right, although he lost a row of white pieces, but it also left an open space for this area, and there was a lot of room to play.

Thinking of what Wuchenzi said again, his tone was even more calm, as if everything was under his control. Moreover, the dustless son made the scattered white son return to its original state again, and this exercise alone is enough to prove that he is not an ordinary person.

It's just that why such a person is so sloppy, maybe the masters are like this.

"Although they are from the same school, they are their own masters, and they can only see each other on the battlefield when the time comes." The old ghost replied, saying what he meant without reservation, without the slightest room for manoeuvre.

"This world is not only your grudge, the matter of the two countries of the scorpion and wolf, I have heard of it for a long time, but I never thought that you, the person who lost the country, could have such an opportunity, in my opinion, this matter is over, everyone is safe, go back, I promise that the two countries will never fight each other again."

Wuchenzi got up and looked at the soldiers below, the scorpion flag of the scorpion country and the wolf flag of the snow country reflected each other, and it was time for the final battle.

The old ghost's face darkened, and he said: "This enmity is not shared, how can I listen to your old way and calm it down in a few words, today is either you die or I die." ”

"Hahahaha, although you have no phase dispersion, you are too blind to no one, right?" After Wuchenzi finished speaking, his face also became extremely ugly, although it was just a breeze on his sleeves, and the killing machine was also in a thought.

Wuchenzi still doesn't know where this old ghost's self-confidence comes from, and in terms of his cultivation, I'm afraid he is also using his mantis arm as a car and killing himself. After looking at the chessboard of the game, he felt that the old ghost had lost the game, so he was patient and accompanied him to play the last game of chess.

After Wuchenzi dropped a few chess pieces, he felt more and more that the situation was a little chaotic, and Baizi's ranking was full of stamina, and it seemed that he had been prepared for a long time. Unconsciously looked at the old ghost, and saw that he was calm and relaxed, and he was as calm as ever.

Wuchenzi frowned, and heard the sound of fighting below.

The wolves of the Snow Country rushed forward, wanting to use wolf pack tactics to reduce the main army of the Scorpion Country. But in front of the army of this scorpion country, I don't know when a mysterious person in a black robe appeared, he first looked in the direction of Wuchenzi, because it was too far away, he couldn't see what his expression was. I saw that a huge magic circle rose up in the middle of the battlefield and was imprinted at the feet of all the soldiers. Both the soldiers and the wolves stopped their attacks, observing everything on the soles of their feet.

Underneath the ground, a strange aura slowly approached, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the wind and clouds changed color.

It wasn't until a human hand suddenly stretched out on the ground that everyone suddenly realized. It turns out that the dead under this are about to be resurrected, and some ghost power has been injected into this battlefield.

Finally, countless hands stretched out from the ground, and the number was terrifying. More and more dead arms appeared on the ground, and all the soldiers were frightened, and the wolves who bore the brunt of the attack were even more frightened by the scene in front of them, and they all hid in the farthest distance, howling incessantly, and did not dare to take a step forward.

Those arms that stretched out from the ground left these mortal soldiers and wolves unarmed, and they had never seen such a battle. And that's not all, when the first dead man crawled out of the ground, the crowd flinched.

One, two, three, ten......

By the time all the legions of the dead had been assembled and lined up as if organized, the flesh of their bodies had rotted, and some of them had even turned into bones. Some of the eyeballs fell out and hung on their faces, swaying from side to side with the swing of their heads, which was extremely disgusting.

The stench emitted by the legion of the dead made some soldiers vomit unconsciously, and even the wolves who drank blood avoided it, and kept wandering around the legion of the dead, not daring to move forward. The ferocity of the front has long been gone.

Under the wolf flag, a man riding a white bear saw that his morale was low, and even the battle-hardened white bear under his crotch had the intention of escaping. He looked around, as if looking for Wuchenzi, and called: "National teacher, come and save me." ”

The soldiers of the Snow Country are all looking around, and now he may be the only one who can resolve this sudden change, but after looking for a long time, there is no shadow of the national teacher. Seeing this, Wuchenzi felt that something was wrong, it seemed that this old ghost came prepared, no wonder there was no one in his eyes.

Since the war had already started, he had no intention of playing chess, but also looking at the situation on the chessboard, he made the last move with an expression on his face. I didn't want to say more to him, so with a wave of my sleeves, the dust appeared, and I flew out.

"I want to run." The old ghost shouted, regardless of the victory or defeat on the chessboard, turned into black smoke and flew in the direction of Wuchenzi.