Yun Zixiao and Feng Luochen sat opposite each other, and on the stone table in front of the two of them was the mysterious chessboard.

In Feng Luochen's previous life, he was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting. This chess way is also his strength.

At this time, Feng Luochen was holding a white seed, and Yun Zixiao was holding a black seed. The two of them waited intently, towards the chessboard, and calmly landed the black and white sons.

They also started a different kind of battle in front of this lock demon tower. Every time Feng Luochen falls, there are countless hidden backhands.

He is a great chess player, and he has great confidence in himself. I don't think of Yun Zixiao's chess skills, but he is not below him at all.

Although Kuroko is often besieged by Baizi, he can always benefit from it properly, and put it to death and come back to life. The two fought for a while, but it was inseparable from each other.

It's just that this mysterious chessboard seems to have a strange magic. As the chess game progressed, Feng Luochen could not gain the upper hand, so he became more and more impetuous.

Unconsciously, he gradually fell into disadvantage. In fact, this game of chess is like fishing.

It is necessary to be calm, calm and calm, and avoid impetuousness. Feng Luochen's irritability was naturally seen in the eyes of Yun Zixiao.

He smiled slightly, and then seized the opportunity and took it one step at a time. As the sunspots continued to fall, he killed Feng Luochen in an instant, and he was caught off guard.

Feng Luochen lost a few words, and his forehead was covered with sweat. Yun Zixiao is marching forward, chasing all the way to victory.

He chased and fought fiercely, and instantly shattered the layout of Feng Luochen. Feng Luochen's general trend has gone, and he saw that defeat was imminent, but he gradually calmed down.

I saw Feng Luochen breathe a long sigh of relief, and the irritability in his heart was suddenly relieved a lot. He restrained his mind, took every step of the way, and calmly responded to the battle and prescribed the right medicine.

Under his peerless skill, he gradually regained a lot of disadvantages. Seeing that Feng Luochen was about to turn defeat into victory, Yun Zixiao was smiling.

He followed the rhythm of the wind and dust, calmly laying the sunspots. He seemed to be guiding Feng Luochen, and introduced it step by step into the trap he had originally designed.

Unconsciously, the sunspot has besieged the white son. Bai Zi is like a trapped beast, even if he rushes left and right, it is difficult to break out of the cage.

Feng Luochen held the white son in his hand, but he didn't know where to go. His forehead was already covered with sweat, and his face was very ugly.

This game is dangerous step by step, as if there is no turning point. The sunspot is like a cage, binding and besieging the white.

At this time, Feng Luochen, both physically and mentally, was deeply trapped in the chess game. He seems to be incarnated as a white child, and he fights fiercely with the sunspot.

But let him rush left and right, it was a desperate situation, and there was no life.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Feng Luochen's ears kept echoing the sound of shouting and killing, and he was already deeply immersed in the chess game at this time.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he was wearing a white battle robe. He was alone in front of a city gate.

Outside the city gate, there were dense black-armored soldiers. These black-armored soldiers, dressed in heavy black armor.

They wore terrifying beast-faced helmets, and in addition to their helmets, they also wore ghost faces with blue fangs. Ghost faces obscured their countenances, and they only showed a pair of blood-red eyes.

These black-armored soldiers were armed with sharp blades, and they raised their swords, spears, and halberds, and shouted a loud war song from their mouths.

Wrapped in black armor, their majestic bodies. With their shouts, a monstrous battle intent also rushed to their faces.

At this moment, they suddenly looked at the wind and dust under the city gate. A tall black-armored soldier came out of the crowd, and the black armor on his body was much more delicate than the others.

As his long sword was raised, the group of black-armored soldiers also let out a roar in unison. They raised their blades and rushed towards Feng Luochen under the city gate.

These black-armored soldiers, in the blink of an eye, had already killed in front of Feng Luochen. I saw a black-armored soldier holding a spear and stabbing at Feng Luochen.

This shot is like a dragon swimming out of the water, not only as fast as thunder, but also hides a lot of behind-the-hand tricks. The spear came in an instant, but Feng Luochen easily dodged it.

The moment he flashed, with a flash of sword light, the black-armored soldier was already in a different place.

The death of this black-armored soldier also inspired the ferocity of other black-armored soldiers. These black-armored soldiers shouted loudly, and rushed towards Feng Luochen like a desperate person.

They are ruthless, completely disregarding their own safety, and their moves are all battlefield tactics of fighting for their lives. Feng Luochen swung his sword and fought bravely to kill the enemy, and it didn't take long for his robe to be stained with blood.

But those black-armored soldiers are always inexhaustible. Feng Luochen took out sword after sword, and those black-armored soldiers also fell down one by one.

But more black-armored soldiers are swarming in. The white robe on Feng Luochen's body was already stained red with blood.

Among all this blood, there is his own. But more than that, it's the enemy's. At this time, Feng Luochen seemed to be incarnated as a white child.

He had a fierce fight with the sunspots who besieged him. However, all this in front of me does not seem to be illusory.

Because the stinging of the wound, and the disgusting smell of blood, turned out to be so real. As the battle continued, Feng Luochen's heart was also flooded with a monstrous killing intent.

It was as if this endless killing could make him feel extremely excited. He slashed and slaughtered wantonly, and the killing intent in his eyes became more and more violent.

"Kill!" Feng Luochen has been fighting for a long time, and his strength has also been greatly depleted. If he is not careful, he will inevitably reveal flaws.

I saw a spear stabbing at me, but it was Feng Luochen's helmet that was directly picked up. With the helmet flying, Feng Luochen is even more distributed.

His eyes shone with a terrifying blood-red glow. He knew no pain, tirelessly, and continued to swing his sword and kill.

He didn't know how long he had been slashing, and the blood blurred his eyes. But in his heart, there was only one thought, and that was to kill -----.

The secret realm of Shu Mountain, under the lock demon tower. At this time, Feng Luochen's eyes were already blood-red. The white seed in his hand had already been crushed by him.

His hands were firmly embedded in the stone table. He was sweating profusely, like a madman. At this time, he was deeply trapped in a fantasy world, and it was obvious that he was a little crazy.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound in the distance, several sounds of breaking the sky. With the flashes of two rays of light, one blue and one purple, there were three more people in the field.

The three were an elderly couple and a stunning woman dressed in white.

"Brother Feng." Seeing Feng Luochen's madness, the woman in white suddenly let out an exclamation.

She was about to wake up Feng Luochen, but was stopped by the old woman on the side. Needless to say, the old couple is naturally purple electricity and green frost.

And this woman in white is Su Xin'er, the saint of Yaochi. Qingshuang shook her head at Su Xin'er, signaling that she didn't have to worry.

Seeing the arrival of Zidian and Qingshuang, Yun Zixiao also stood up. He saluted Zidian and Qingshuang, and his attitude could be described as extremely respectful.

Even though Yun Zixiao's cultivation at this time was already better than these two masters. But in his heart, Zidian and Qingshuang are like his parents.

As he got up, the chessboard in front of him also emitted a burst of incomparably bright light.

"Little girl, you don't have to worry too much. This child is not crazy, but the body and mind are one, and they have entered this thousand illusions. In this thousand illusions, he will encounter various challenges. If he can successfully get out of the illusion, his state of mind and cultivation will have a qualitative leap. Under Qingshuang's comfort, Su Xin'er also stopped.

But anyone could see the worry in her eyes. It turned out that Zidian and Qingshuang knew the news that Feng Luochen had woken up, so they both went to visit.

When they learned that Feng Luochen had gone to see Yun Zixiao, they brought Su Xin'er with them.

"Zixiao, this kid is the descendant of the Heavenly Sword Sect. There is still a period of cause and effect between him and us. I didn't expect you to use a thousand illusions to help him improve his state of mind. ”

"This boy is a disciple of my old friend, so I gave him this creation. As for how many opportunities he can get in the Thousand Illusions Realm, it all depends on his own creation. Yun Zixiao smiled slightly, he didn't say Feng Luochen's true identity.

As for letting Feng Luochen, enter this thousand illusions. One is because of the old friendship, and the other is because Yun Zixiao's heart actually hopes that Feng Luochen can resume his cultivation as soon as possible.

Life is in the world, and it is difficult to find a confidant. Yun Zixiao is conceited and has no swordsmanship, he asked himself about today's Hongchen, and only Feng Luochen and Nie Wudao are worthy of letting themselves out of the sword.

As for the sword god in the fairy world, it has always been a divine dragon who sees the head but does not see the end. Even if he was lucky enough to see him, Yun Zixiao also asked himself, he would definitely not be his opponent.

If Feng Luochen can recover his cultivation as soon as possible, Yun Zixiao will be able to argue with him as soon as possible. When they reach this realm, if they want to break through again, what they pay attention to is a fate.

If there is an evenly matched opponent, the two sides can also find each other in the process of fighting, and the opportunity to break through.

Although the Thousand Illusions Fantasy Realm is wonderful, it is not so easy, and you can walk out casually. Yun Zixiao looked at Feng Luochen, and there was a trace of expectation in his heart.

He knows the strength of his old friend better than anyone else. He was really curious if Feng Luochen could get out of this mysterious Thousand Illusions.

"Brother Feng is trapped in this Thousand Illusions, he won't be in danger, right? Looking at his appearance like a mad demon now, it is obviously a sign that he has gone mad. From Qingshuang's mouth, Su Xin'er knew the wonder of this thousand illusions.

Although she knew that these thousand illusions were a great creation. But seeing Feng Luochen at this time, this is extremely crazy.

In her heart, she couldn't help but be a little worried. The so-called concern is chaos, maybe that's the case.