In the secret method of ascending immortals of the nine major sects, there are three requirements.

Second, ordinary people can only climb one World Tree per person!

Although the five of them once stepped on the World Tree, the World Tree is only applicable to mortals, and now they are all immortals, so they will naturally not be restricted by the World Tree.

He can climb on the building wood at will, and then follow the branches of the tree to the various realms!

"Empty Hazy" sighed: "There are five of us, and if you count the battle Wuji, there will be only six." ”

"If the ancestors want to cut down the wood, others may not know."

"Since Zhan Wuji hasn't come back yet, then let's take this opportunity to gather everyone together and go to Jianmu to make peace!"

"Mo Gui" immediately said: "What I know, that is, our people, one is the Cold Sword Sect, and the other is the Yousu Tomb. ”

"Gu Miao is already an immortal!"

"And the catastrophe is to disappear into the netherworld, without a trace."

"But it's a ghost after all."

"Since it's in the underworld, it should be safe."

"Fu Poor" said indifferently: "We must bring the misfortune in!" ”

This flood war is already very dangerous, and this time it is even more dangerous to climb the building trees!

This "calamity", not for human beings, can be used as an introduction to predict the future in advance.

And, if there are not enough places.

At this time, "Yi Li" said again: "I saw two low-level immortals, one is a mortal from Jiuzhi Mountain, and the other is a mortal from the Reincarnation Tower. ”

Fu Poor nodded, and continued: "Lonely, Woe, Shiwei, Feirong, and the five of us, and the battle Wuji, exactly ten." ”

"Eleven in all."

"One less!"

With that, he looked at the other four.

None of the four spoke, and the room fell silent, and no one spoke.

"Fu Poor" saw that everyone didn't know each other, and immediately realized that these eleven people should have joined later, because they had never met!

As soon as he thought of this, he hurriedly said: "Then try to contact the loneliness, the disaster, the taste of the world, and the non-tolerance." ”

"Empty Hazy" nodded slightly, and then spoke: "Ying Yan is dead, we can call out the names of the four of them!" ”

After speaking, she took the initiative to say: "Lonely." ”

As he spoke, a familiar voice came to his ears: "Void! ”

"Now, I and the worldly flavor of Jiuzhi Mountain, the Su Ren of the Liuwei Dynasty, and the Feirong of the Reincarnation Tower, are all about to approach Jianmu!"

"I can't contact you, and I can't contact Zhan Wuji and the others."

"My ancestor wants to cut down the World Tree!"

"Assemble at Jianmu!"

"Konghao" was stunned when she heard this, and then suddenly realized that "Lonely" participated in the action of cutting down trees, so she had already received the news that her ancestors were going to cut down trees before them!

Thinking like this, she immediately agreed, "Okay!"

The dialogue between "emptiness" and "loneliness" has not yet ended, and "poverty" has already whispered: "woe, woe, woe, woe." ”

There was only a lone pine tree on the cliff, and the breeze blew and the pine needles fell like a torrential rain.

On the stone platform, two figures, one black and one white, sat there quietly, engaged in a fierce battle.

Several other Mahayana powerhouses in the Panya realm also looked at the chessboard and didn't say a word.

The wind howled, blowing their robes, and all the Mahayana ancestors, like statues, did not move.

At this moment, a white chess piece suddenly appeared on the chessboard that had been stationary for a long time!

Noticing the changes on the chessboard, many people stared at the chessboard with solemn faces, but when they found that the chess pieces on the chessboard were not "old", they were relieved.

From the very beginning, he had never seen Shirako moved.

It seems that Zhan Wuji is really in control of the situation!

Jiuzhishan's voice was low, "Three black chess, it's already white!" ”

"Zhendu" looked calm, white-clothed Shengxue, with a brilliant diamond inlaid on his forehead, he put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "We are all holding Baizi to enter." ”

"The more white pieces, the greater our advantage!"

Su Zhentian's "Yunji" wide sleeves fluttered, nodded slightly, there was an indescribable elegance, she slowly spoke: "In today's situation, black chess is still strong and has an advantage, but it has not yet reached the point of exhaustion. ”

Before she could finish speaking, the eight black pieces on the chessboard suddenly turned white!

Looking at this never-before-seen scene, all the Mahayana powerhouses were stunned.

Eight black pieces, all white?

What's the situation?

However, before they could think about it, there was another black piece, which went from an important piece to a white piece!

In an instant, the chess game changed dramatically!

The black chess pieces, which were originally large in number, imposing like a rainbow, and had a chance to win, at this moment, they no longer had the power they had in the past.

On the white chessboard, the thirty-two chess pieces are scattered, echoing each other, like a spark on fire, and like a counterattack brewing!

At this moment, the "old", which was originally motionless, suddenly dropped a chess piece.

Da!

A sunspot fell.

The hand seemed random, but not a single white piece was swallowed.

A tall, fat figure stepped out of the chessboard and stood opposite the "old".

It was a half-human, half-beast monster, like a giant mountain of meat, with turquoise pupils and sharp teeth reflecting cold light.

It had a curved horn on its head, like a tree branch climbing in the forest, intricate and eerie, it wore a colorful feathered robe, and carried the head of an unknown race in its hands, and the head's eye sockets were burning with blood-colored flames.

The traces of the years make people not real, they only feel simple and hazy.

"Old" slowly raised his head, his eyes under the cloak were bright, and he looked at the man coldly: "Eternal life, everything in the past, will come back!" ”

Without the slightest hesitation, the man immediately stood up and walked out of the Floating Realm.

Although they knew that the two of them were in different spaces, the surrounding Mahayana ancestors still used various means, supernatural powers, curses, and Gu poisons......

Bang bang bang......

All attacks were like phantoms, piercing through this body, and they couldn't even touch him.

The huge mountain of flesh staggered forward, the head grasped on the claws, with a thick blood mist, filled the air, and from a distance, it looked like a blood-colored river, slowly flowing out of the skull's eye sockets.

He quickly left the void.

Looking at this situation, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Don't try." ”

"Now, it's time for us to strike!"

Hearing this, the "long melancholy" came out of the crowd, and his voice was hoarse: "I'm coming!"

A shrine in the forest.

Tall trees, towering canopies, deep or shallow, deep or shallow, surround a palace that exudes an ancient atmosphere.

The seven-colored sparrow rested on the branches, chirping, butterflies fluttering in the forest, shuttling between various heavenly and earthly treasures, and the wind blew, carrying the aura of the distance, moistening the air.