The white light pouring down from the light curtain lasted for half an hour, and in this dazzling white light, Ye Chuan once again ushered in a transformation.

The white light dissipated, and the violent power fluctuations in Ye Chuan's body gradually subsided. The cultivation is still a monk fivefold, and there is no one to break through to the sixfold monk, but it gives people an unfathomable feeling, like a real realm master standing in front of him. I don't know when the skin has an extra layer of luster, not very white, but the pores are delicate and there is not a single spot, which makes young girls envious.

After the white light dissipated, the red light gradually lit up, and the ban was activated again.

"Collect it for me..."

Ye Chuan suddenly opened his eyes and let out a loud shout, and used the Demon Devouring Heaven Technique to receive the remaining twelve red people's faces into the Qinglian space, following the Siren Girl Hai Lili, the Demon Beast Legion added a powerful force.

There are not many of these face snakes, but each of them has an ancient life, and the precipitation of time is transformed into power, and the cultivation is at least above the level of a real person. Twelve human-faced snakes, which are equivalent to twelve masters of the real human realm, are guarded by battle formations, even Tuoba Bear and Wind Ninja and the like may not be able to get close to Ye Chuan for half a step...

In the second game, the cruelty of the sky was much more dangerous, and the harvest was unexpected.

The moment he received the twelve human-faced snakes into the Qinglian space, Ye Chuan felt that the human-faced snake talisman in his body had come to life and had the breath of life. Before he could feel it carefully, the red light flashed in front of him, and the group disappeared. The next moment, appears in another world of chessboards.

It's still a familiar chessboard, a familiar light curtain, but there is one thing that makes people all feel together.

In the second game of Heavenly Remnant, there were three Cloud Mist Sect disciples who were killed, and only twelve people were left including Ye Chuan. In the third game, the twelve men were not together, but were divided into two teams of six, each standing on the red and black chessboard, facing each other across the boundary river.

In the first game, the chess pieces are stone carvings, in the second game, the chess pieces are living human-faced snakes with the breath of life, and in the third game, there are no stone carvings and any demon beasts, and people directly serve as chess pieces. is also a member of the Cloud Mist Sect, and he wants to fight face-to-face... If you want to break the game, you must start with the same door, and the brothers who were talking and laughing together just now became mortal enemies in the blink of an eye...

In the chessboard world, there is silence.

The disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect kept their mouths closed, all of them did not say a word, and the atmosphere became more and more tense and depressing, and they could hear each other's heartbeats.

Ye Chuan also became nervous, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

The fat man Zhao Dazhi was still with him, but Zhu Sijia was arranged on the black side and stood in the handsome position. This time, if you want to break the game, you must not only destroy the six teammates who are black chess, but also kill Zhu Sijia, how to start?

Zhu Sijia was also in trouble, looking at Ye Chuan, who was standing far away, a little at a loss.

The ground trembled slightly, and a huge chessboard appeared on the light curtain overhead, and the chess pieces on both sides flashed and lit up, and there was an additional crystal screen outside the chessboard, and the numbers on it kept falling, fifty, forty-nine, forty-eight...... to quickly count down. On the light curtain, the three ancient characters of 'the death of man' are particularly conspicuous.

In the first game, the land is missing, in the second game, the sky is disabled, and in the third game, people are killed.

The ban has been activated and the game has officially begun, but there has been no movement from the red and black sides.

This time, it was black that went first, but Zhu Sijia looked at the light curtain above his head, and his right hand moved again and again, but he still couldn't bear to press it in the air. On the side of the red flag, a Cloud Mist Sect disciple standing at the front was already colorless, and he was drenched in sweat. Like the previous two games, people couldn't move as soon as the ban was activated, and life and death only hung in the hands of Ye Chuan and Zhu Sijia.

Bite... With a crisp sound, the numbers on the crystal screen counted down to zero.

On the black chess side, a Cloud Mist Sect disciple standing at the front suddenly let out a miserable scream, and his body exploded, turning into a bit of dust and scattering. As soon as the time comes, the chess pieces that should have shot and killed the enemy do not move, and they will blow themselves up.

The red and black sides broke out in a cold sweat.

In this game, the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect personally acted as chess pieces, not to mention, there was still a time limit?

Ye Chuan was also shocked, his face was tense, and soon it was his turn to make a move.

"Big ...... , Big Brother ......"

On the side of the red flag, the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect who were standing at the front screamed in surprise, speaking incoherently. Rush up, want to kill the same door on the other side, stand still, he is the one who dies...

The numbers on the crystal screen were counting down from fifty again, and the numbers were changing at an alarming speed, and the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect were extremely nervous, and their hearts seemed to have jumped out of their bodies and were pinched, and their lives hung by a thread.

When the numbers on the crystal screen counted down to nine, Ye Chuan finally made a move, and with a press from a distance, a Cloud Mist Sect disciple involuntarily crossed the boundary river. As soon as he touched him, another Cloud Mist Sect disciple representing the black chess piece shattered.

"I didn't kill it, Liuzi, I didn't kill you, don't blame me, I didn't kill it......"

The disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect who crossed the boundary river cried, the six sons who died happened to be his good brothers, and the two of them went up the mountain together, and made an appointment to break into the cave world together. Unexpectedly, he didn't die at the hands of the demon beast, but in the end he killed each other. Although he couldn't help himself, but witnessing the scene of the broken body of the sixth son up close, as well as the helpless eyes, this Cloud Mist Sect disciple collapsed all of a sudden. However, his collapse didn't last long, and soon, he was killed by another Cloud Mist Sect disciple.

Zhu Sijia also started to do it, and she couldn't help herself.

Although the first and second games are dangerous and there is a possibility of death, after all, the chess pieces are stone sculptures and human-faced snakes, and even death is not so straightforward. Now, it is directly a fight with the same sect, no matter who wins on both the red and black sides, one of the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect falls.

The bloody and terrible game of the ghost king chess is finally shown, and it is vividly displayed...

The earth is lacking, the sky is broken, and people are dying, the meaning of the word 'mourning', everyone begins to empathize.

One by one, the Cloud Mist Sect disciples fell, and soon, there were only four people left on the huge chessboard. By Ye Chuan's side, only the fat man Zhao Dazhi was left, and by Zhu Sijia's side, there was only an ordinary disciple of the Cloud Mist Sect.

In this battle, there is destined to be no winner, and only one person can survive in the end. Whoever wins, it's hard to feel bad.

"Senior brother, I don't want to die, senior brother......"

The fat man screamed, his teeth rattling. The dead are a hundred, and the people who are not dead see their fellow disciples fall one by one, is this a more painful torture, or is it a torture that knows that death will undoubtedly be their turn soon.

The fat man was in a state of urine, and he was completely devastated. After shouting incoherently for a while, he unexpectedly realized that there was no movement, and he was not dead. Looking up, Ye Chuan personally crossed the boundary river and walked up. In this round, Ye Chuan could have let the fat man fight, with his resourcefulness and ability, it would never be a problem to destroy the black chess in the end and survive, but he didn't, he took the place of the fat man to fight first, killed the last Cloud Mist Sect disciple beside Zhu Sijia, and what was waiting for him was the same fate.

"No, senior brother, don't come here, don't come here......"

Zhu Sijia burst into tears, looking at Ye Chuan who was getting closer and closer, tears flowing. During this period of time, all the moments with Ye Chuan came to mind, crying angrily by him, being teased by him, and being slapped in the ass by him...... , all the details are recalled.

Once, Zhu Sijia thought that she would not fall in love with anyone, and since she was a child, she has been doing things regardless of the feelings of others, advocating independence and freedom, and hoping to one day be able to explore the world alone.

Now, she was wrong and knew she was wrong. There has never been a person like Ye Chuan who occupies such an important position in her heart, and neither does her grandfather. There was no commitment or confession between the two, but she deeply understood at this moment that she was hopelessly in love with Ye Chuan.

My dear, how do you let me start?

Zhu Sijia's eyes were blurred with tears.

The land is lacking, the sky is crippled, and people are dying. This third game is not a human death, it is a love death...

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