The door closes automatically.

Drops of blood, dripping from the room.

The vague smell of flesh and blood suddenly diffused, and the three of them looked at Zhan Wuji viciously.

These three people are Li Siguang, Miao Chengan, and Zhou Yi!

Zhan Wuji's expression was as usual, and he suddenly felt a weight in his hand, and a slender cold blade appeared in his palm.

The whole body of this sword was shrouded in blood mist, as if there was a strong smell of blood, and people couldn't tell whether this sword was the sword of the nine souls or the sword of misanthropy.

As soon as the long sword came out, Zhan Wuji immediately felt that an invisible wall was blocking his back, blocking all his paths.

It is the [Six Divine Powers]!

It's a rule that's the equivalent of a knife!

Just as he was thinking, Li Siguang, Miao Chengan, and Zhou Yi stepped out again, and the head that was grabbed by Li Siguang had words in his mouth, and two translucent ghosts appeared out of thin air. Miao Cheng'an's hands were sealed, and a black sword aura formed in front of him. Zhou Yi's whole body was covered with bronze-like patterns, completely covering his body, his eyes also turned a faint green, and his whole body was filled with a rich yin qi.

The three of them faced Zhan Wuji at the same time and launched the most powerful offensive!

Zhan Wuji's expression remained unchanged, the first time he fought with these three people, it could be described as thrilling, he was seriously injured, and in the end, he relied on the [Heavenly Demon Swordsmanship] and [Heavenly Demon Swordsmanship] to barely win.

But now, he has successfully crossed the catastrophe, and his combat experience and swordsmanship are no longer the same.

Even if he doesn't have a trace of cultivation now, these three people, in front of him, are just dead people!

Zhan Wuji's heart moved, and the long sword in his hand instantly swung out.

Whoosh ......

Blood rolled and roared out, staining the entire room in a blood-red color.

In less than ten breaths, just listening to the sound of "plopping", the bodies of the three people were split in two, torn apart, and scattered all over the ground.

Zhan Wuji was unscathed, standing firmly in place.

Just when Fang Yuan thought that this inner demon should be easy to get through, the surrounding scenery changed suddenly, and a strange light flashed, and in front of him was a majestic mountain and dense woods.

In the dense forest, you can vaguely see the mountains in the distance, about 30 peaks, one of which reaches into the sky, and the mountain is spiral-shaped.

In the mountains and forests, the fog is thick, the vegetation is luxuriant, and the fog is slightly blue, as if it carries a poisonous miasma.

We're on the outskirts of Luoshan City now!

The leaves under the trees were thick, and at this time, a strong smell of blood permeated, and a patch of red and white flesh, like earthworms, densely spread all over the woods.

Spider webs and saliva were mixed together, and countless human heads were scattered on the blood-stained branches, Chen Huan, Zhang Zhongyu, Huang Xian, Xiao Tasha, Chen Mei, a spiritualist flag, erected diagonally in the center.

Above the banner, strange figures and faces loomed, with a strong resentment.

Chen Huan and the others raised their heads suddenly, looking at Zhan Wuji's eyes, full of hatred.

At the same time, there was another invisible wall, blocking the back of Zhan Wuji.

Jiuzhi Mountain, a majestic mountain.

Chezhou, the land of a state.

within his jurisdiction.

The river is rushing and twisting.

At the bend of the stream, overgrown with weedy trees, it seemed very quiet.

It was a lonely courtyard with a sign hanging on the gate that read: Seibu Academy.

Thundered......

The dripping rain, continuously, fell in the courtyard with a clatter, stirring up a hazy mist.

The thunder roared, and the breeze blew through, blowing away countless pearls.

In the last room of the school, there was silence.

The candlelight illuminates only one chessboard.

On the chessboard, there are few black and white colors, and the chessboard is deadlocked.

Two people sit facing each other at the chessboard.

The figure was dressed in a black robe, and the miserable white face seemed to gather all the fears, disasters, weirdness, and weirdness in heaven and earth, and on the other side of the figure was a slender girl, she was wearing a loose long skirt, dressed plainly, but her eyes were pure and indifferent.

The two sides looked at each other coldly.

At this moment, Mo Lilan suddenly took out a white child and put it down very carelessly.

The figure in the black cloak, watching the opponent fall, also picked up a black chess piece and put it into the chess game.

As soon as the black chess piece fell, it was like a drop of water sinking into the surface of the lake, without making a sound.

Mo Lilan was another white chess piece, and put another one on the chessboard.

The man in black picked up a black chess piece again and landed in the same place.

Similarly, as soon as the black chess piece landed, it disappeared without a trace, as if the black shadow was just an empty shell that had never appeared.

Mo Lilan made another move.

"Smack." This slap was directly slapped in the face.

The figure also fell off the chessboard.

"Smack."

"Smack."

"......" Ye Fan was speechless.

Both of them landed faster, and the black and white pieces landed on the board.

Each piece of the black figure landed in the same place, and then dissipated like a bubble.

On the chessboard, there are only a handful of white pieces, which gradually surround the black pieces.

Seeing that the result was about to be separated, Mo Lilan's whole person suddenly stiffened, but her body couldn't move at all, and then the whole person was like an ink oil painting that was drenched in the rain and drenched, slowly fading.

Seeing that Mo Lilan was no longer playing chess, the figure in black spoke loudly: "It's your turn!"

In the next moment, Mo Lilan's whole person completely dissipated, as if it had never existed.

As soon as she left the West Wu Academy, there was a beautiful figure, appearing out of thin air, its appearance could not be described in words, it was like a fire that does not eat the world, but an immortal from the lower realm!

This immortal frowned slightly, he was late!

The position he is in now is not a real space, but a point in time!

Just as he was thinking, the chess player, with sharp eyes, glanced at the immortal, and his voice was loud and cold: "You play first." ”

After saying this, the immortal came to the edge of the chess game and stood opposite the chess player.

On the chessboard, the changes are extremely fast, Mo Lilan's white chess pieces immediately retreated, disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, the chessboard was completed, and the black chess pieces continued to approach, making the white chess full of dangers.

The immortal's face suddenly became unsightly.

Bang!

The same is true outside of Luoshan.

The originally dense woods were already leafy at this time, and the ground was full of white cracks, which were forcibly split by a sharp sword light. A huge spider the size of a house, with sharp limbs and a hideous face on its belly, raised a leg with blood and looked condescendingly at the human in front of it.