Chapter 1345 is a totem
Now, a few days have passed on the chessboard, and most of the dangers of the ancient era have been explored, and this is the best opportunity!
If he was a little later and waited for Zhan Wuji to climb this building, then even if he and the others had the heart to save it, they would be powerless.
Fu Poor stood up and walked to the chessboard, and suddenly, there was a crystal clear white chess piece on the chessboard.
Da!
A white chess piece completely seals the qi of the black chess piece, and the black chess piece disappears from the chessboard in an instant.
A group of Mahayana powerhouses were dumbfounded.
"Old" paused, and once again placed a black piece on the board.
Da!
A crisp sound sounded, and the black piece fell, which was an extra piece.
A tall figure, holding a staff of white bones, stood next to the chessboard, with five heads on his chest, covered with extremely complex tattoos, which looked like a kind of totem.
The "old" raised his head and said coldly: "The past, the past, and forever!" ”
Without the slightest hesitation, the man immediately stood up and walked out of the void.
But before he could leave completely, a white chess piece appeared on the chessboard.
This time, it's a black piece again!
"Old" picked up a black piece again and placed it on the board.
A third strange figure also came to the other end of the chessboard.
"Old" said: "Eternal sun and moon, everything that was past has returned." ”
The man suddenly grew up and walked out of the floating habitat.
Then, white continues to make moves, and black follows suit.
Tick, tick, tick......
On the other side of the chessboard, it seems that there is an invisible person, playing chess with the "old".
For every white disc, a black disc is swallowed.
Every step of the sunspot is not an attack, but a step by step.
With his fall, at the other end of the chessboard, there was one more person, one person, one person.
In a short time, twenty-one white chess pieces appeared on the chessboard!
Removing the original nine numbers, the two black chess pieces became white chess pieces, plus the previous white chess pieces, now, there are nine more white chess pieces on the chessboard!
In this game of chess, although white is at the bottom of the game, it is not a game of death!
Da!
If you put a black piece on the word "old", it will still be an ownerless chess piece.
A tall, twisted and swaying figure appeared at the other end of the chessboard.
"Old" indifferently spat out two words: "Sun, Moon, Eternal Sun, Eternal ......"
He quickly stood up and stepped out of the void.
The Mahayana of the other nine major sects also quieted down and looked at the chessboard intently.
After a while, the white chess pieces were gone.
"Old" raised his head again, looked at the open space at the other end of the chessboard, and said in a cold voice: "It's your turn!"
The mountains are like a barrier.
In the lush canyon, thousands of flowers and green grasses are swaying, which is very beautiful.
On the chessboard, there was a dead silence.
The black pieces spread like wildfire, twenty-one white pieces were scattered on the board, and the situation was on the verge of collapse.
A man dressed in white was sitting at the table, holding a chess piece in his hand, not moving.
At this moment, his wide sleeves flicked, and another chess piece fell.
Da!
A white chess piece falls to the ground, and one wears a plain robe with an indescribable fear on his face, making people feel like they have fallen into the abyss.
"Fu Poor" quickly looked around.
At this moment, the fairy in white suddenly raised his head, and his voice was ethereal: "Like a dream, happy years!" ”
When he heard this, he immediately stood up and walked out.
The robe on his body, which had faded its color, quickly melted into the countless flowers and trees, surrounded by lush green grass, an endless river, and twenty-two white chess pieces appeared on the chessboard.
A faint black shadow appeared in the sky, like a nightmare, the mountain peaks rose and fell, the river grew and fell, like a huge city, and at this moment, everything turned into nothingness.
Next to the chessboard, the rocks became uneven, and the moss in the cracks of the stones turned pale yellow, then dark green, and was covered with moss.
In an instant, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the life and death of all living beings, all lives, all seemed to have experienced countless reincarnations at this moment.
In the lush canyon, countless strange flowers and grasses, countless rare spiritual plants, and countless strange flowers and plants all disappeared at this moment, as if they were sealed in ancient times.
The void suddenly appeared and expanded dramatically.
In the blink of an eye, the huge canyon became empty.
Only the snow-white clothes are clearly visible.
Next to the chessboard, one strange figure after another appeared quietly.
Those figures, sometimes ethereal, sometimes ethereal, sometimes distorted, sometimes changing; A man with a beautiful face, eyes like poisonous snakes, two horns on the top of his head, and a centipede-like arthropod on his back. Some are humanoid, but there are traces of youkai everywhere. Some of them floated in the air, their bodies were disorganized, and they had no eyes, noses, mouths, and ears. They are blue or white, or clothed in black mist; They are tall or short, wrinkled like old trees, and their pupils are like fire. Some are ever-changing, like demons and people, like ghosts and not ghosts.
In the void, there are still some magic, supernatural powers and other things left, like green smoke, gradually dissipating.
A tall man looked at him coldly, his voice was like thunder, and said, "Don't be tempted! ”
"We're not in this world."
"No matter what method we use, we won't be able to hurt this Terran in the slightest."
Everyone nodded, but did not speak.
And at this time, everyone's attention was focused on the chessboard.
The sun is high and shining.
Overnight, all the prosperity disappeared, and so did the fog.
All life was gone, and as far as the eye could see, there was nothing but billowing dust.
One sand dune after another, winding upwards, like a tomb.
In the vast void, a black-clothed figure stood in the air, without any emotional fluctuations on his face.
The terrifying fire of the Great Sun poured down, enough to destroy the light and heat of all life, but it could not hurt the clone of Zhan Wuji, on the contrary, its muscles seemed to become stronger.
Just like the yellow sand in the sky, the endless sky, and the scorching sun, are just his background, and the rolling heat wave makes all living beings retreat, and he is the only one standing between heaven and earth!
Suddenly, next to Zhan Wuji's replica body, there was an additional figure.
His robe is simple and rough, like a down-and-out scholar, with a deep face, giving people a chilling feeling, this is "Fu Poor"!
When he walked out of the canyon, everything around him had changed drastically, and there were scorching waves of air all around, and beside him, an extremely familiar figure was standing not far away.
"Fu Poor" was also stunned when he saw the replica of Zhan Wuji, and immediately, he breathed a sigh of relief.