Chessboard World.

Bai Nineteen watched Fan Li's hair color turn from black to white, but from white to black.

Even the few wrinkles that symbolized aging had just appeared on his face, and they disappeared immediately.

Fan Li is still in his early twenties.

Handsome in appearance and noble in temperament.

Time, in Fan Li, seems so powerless?

"How is that possible!?"

Bai Nineteen was shocked in his heart.

She looked at Fan Li carefully, and said in her heart, could it be that he was carrying a strange treasure, and he could resist the law of time of the [Rotten Ke Chessboard]?

"No!"

"Even though he has a treasure, this is the chessboard world, the home of Rotten Ke!"

"The rule power contained in the two spirit treasures collides, and the rotten Ke will win!"

Bai Nineteen believed that Fan Li was only temporarily resisting the law of time.

Just wait for the rotten Ke chessboard to suppress the mysterious spirit treasure on his body, and aging will be unstoppable!

"I'll spend a few more days with you, I don't believe it won't kill you!"

Bai Nineteen thought about it, and the speed of the falling son became slower and slower.

Time passes bit by bit.

By the time she made her ninety-eighth move, the chessboard world had already passed a full day.

One day, that is, the year of Bai Nineteen, is the hundred years of Fan Li!

The woman's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at the laid-back man across from her.

It's not even half old?

"How many years has he aged?"

"Ten years? Five years? Or two or three years? ”

"This seat has lost a year's life, is he the same as this seat?"

"Damn Fan Li...... When you die, the mysterious spiritual treasure on your body will belong to this seat! ”

Bai Nineteen gritted his teeth in his heart.

As the saying goes, it's hard to buy an inch of time with money.

She is a dignified Pure Land Holy Lord, even though she has a long life and an immortal path, her lifespan is also extremely precious!

In order to drag Fan Li to death, Bai Shijiu was willing to pay the price of two years of life.

However, this is the limit of what she can bear!

If you lose too much longevity, even she will feel pain!

But in the face of Fan Li, who was still young, Bai Shijiu was inexplicably a little unconfident.

If he drags on for another day, will he really age for a hundred years?

"It's too slow."

Fan Li suddenly spoke.

"White Holy Lord, can you fall faster?"

In one day and one night, the game was not even halfway through.

Fan Lizhen was a little impatient.

How precious is his time?

Even if there are five bodies, but the time of one doppelganger is delayed by such a meaningless thing as playing chess, Fan Li will also feel distressed.

What's more, on the side of Fan's Mansion, Huang Longshi's speed is still very fast.

Could it be that the chess strength of the Holy Lord of Chess is so much worse than that of the little-known Huang Longshi?

"What's the hurry?"

"Although the settlement of this seat is slow, it is a step and a second thought, and the overall situation is controlled."

Bai Shijiu listened to Fan Li's urging, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

"It seems that Fan Li's Lingbao is about to die?"

"The power of the time rules of the Rotten Ke Chessboard is about to take effect on him?"

"Wait for this seat to exhaust your longevity, find that spiritual treasure from your corpse, and see why it has been fighting against the Rotten Ke chessboard for so long!"

Bai Nineteen thought like this and continued to insist on delaying tactics.

Every time she falls, she has to think about it for at least half an hour.

The position of the fallen son, but they are all conservative and defensive, and they no longer take the initiative to fight, as if they have dragged the chess game to the wasteland.

At this moment.

Fan House.

Fan Li fell and looked at Huang Longshi with anticipation.

Confucius had a strange expression, staring at Fan Liluozi's position with a look of disbelief.

"Jin Gong...... Would you like to reconsider? Huang Longshi couldn't help but ask.

In this game of chess, the advantages and disadvantages of both sides of the game gradually became clear.

Huang Longshi laid out the big dragon and grabbed the land advantage.

Fan Li did not attack and tried to kill the dragon. On the contrary, conservative defense and sitting in the city of sorrow?

Isn't this self-defeating?

It's just a slower death.

"No, I'll just end up here." Fan Li smiled and shook his head. "You only take care of yourself, and if you have the ability to win your father-in-law, you will talk about it."

Huang Longshi was annoyed when he heard this.

"I was kind enough to warn me, but he despised me?"

"The Duke of Jin is exquisite, and he is obviously good at calculation."

"But at most, he thinks twice, but he doesn't know the way of Go, that is, the way to lay out the world."

"Think twice, you can only fight for a moment to win or lose."

"I think ten times at a time, one hundred thoughts, and look at the world from the world. Don't be greedy for small profits, don't try to win small victories, you will definitely win the final victory! ”

"That's it!"

"Today, I will go out to offend Duke Jin, and let him see and understand!"

"The real way of chess should have the measure of the world!"

Syllable!

Huang Longshi fell behind, and his expression was solemn and facing Fan Li, with a bit of generosity and heroism.

In the next dozen hands, he fell more and more atmosphericly, and he had the feeling of being majestic and dominating the world!

On the other hand, White Nineteen.

She lost the lead at the beginning, and now she is even more behind, step by step.

Originally, in order to delay time, he deliberately fell slowly.

But right now, she's really a little undecided.

It took a long time to reluctantly fall behind.

Bai Jiujiao's beautiful face already had a constipation-like expression.

"How can this seat lose to Fan Li?"

"If this matter spreads, what face will this seat have to claim to be the Holy Lord of Chess?"

"However, one wrong step, one wrong step, this seat should not let him be black, let alone give up the opportunity to attack the big dragon several times in order to delay time......"

"No!"

"With the chess strength of this seat, you will never lose to Fan Li!"

"This seat will definitely be able to turn the tables against the wind!"

In the chessboard world, another day has passed.

Bai Nineteen stared at Fan Li in disbelief, he was still young, and he still looked like a stranger like jade and a son!

"Why!?"

Bai Nineteen lowered his head and looked at his hands.

Her hands were as delicate as green onions, and with her sharp gaze, she could see faint folds from the very subtle places.

This is the face of aging.

Two years of time, in Bai's nineteen hundreds of years of life, it is not worth mentioning.

But she is two years old after all!

However, Fan Li seems to have only been two days?

"What kind of spiritual treasure does he have? Can it really suppress the [Rotten Ke Chessboard]? ”

"No!"

"It's impossible for the spirit treasure of this seat to lose!"

"Drag it out for another three days, five days, ten days, and this seat will definitely consume the longevity of Fan Li!"

……

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Day 10.

In one game of chess, 400 moves have been made.

The chessboard is densely packed with black and white clouds, like a sky full of stars.

The remaining 'land' has become the key to the competition between the two sides.

Huang Longshi relied on the cultivation of the Yuanying Realm, and after ten days of sleepless fighting, he was still full of energy, and even became more and more brave the more he fought.

His opponent was on the verge of collapse.

"Why do you ...... Still so young?! ”

Bai Nineteen trembled all over, and his gaze at Fan Li almost erupted in flames!

If this is not the world of the rotten chessboard, the two sides who enter the game can only play against each other, and cannot have other actions. She will definitely be desperate to slap Fan Li, who only has the cultivation of the Jindan realm, to death!

This damn man.

For a full ten days, according to the rules of Rotten Ke, Fan Li should have consumed a thousand years of longevity!

But he was just a Jindan cultivator, and he didn't have such a long lifespan at all.

He should have died of old age!

However, Fan Li in Bai Nineteen's eyes was still young, exactly the same as a thousand years ago.

But she is old.

Bai Nineteen lowered his head and looked at his slightly trembling hands.

The complexion of these beautiful hands has been noticeably dull and has lost its former luster.

The 1,000 years of Fan Li is also the 10th year of Bai 19.

Ten years, the Holy Master of Chess will also show his obvious old state.

Time has finally shown its unrivaled power!