At that moment, thousands of raindrops fell from the sky and smashed on the ground, splashing a cloud of mist.

In the rain, a man in black suddenly walked out, he restrained all his momentum, his face was calm, and he was extremely warlike.

With a wave of his sleeve, he tucked his sword into its scabbard.

At this moment, he stood at the pinnacle of the "Origin" Dao of the Dao, and also stood at the pinnacle of the Dao of the Dao!

If before, in order to be strong, he had to follow the six rules of the sword path, then now, his words, every word, are the true meaning of the sword path!

He is no longer bound by the law of the sword, he is the law of the sword!

As soon as his heart moved, Zhan Wuji's gaze fell on the strange continent in front of him.

That's the root of a sacred tree!

It carries ten suns, guards the abyss, crosses endless time and space, connects the underworld, connects life and death!

The last time he went to the Netherworld, he was brought here by a boatman, and he almost became Fuso's nourishment.

And now, if he wants to borrow the way from the Netherworld and return to his hometown, he can find his place through the roots of the sacred tree Fusang.

From here, a path to the primeval is carved out, and you are sure to return to the primitive!

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhan Wuji suddenly felt that an inexplicable force had dragged out a trace of his soul!

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis, coming from all directions, with a cold dead air, like a violent wind, following closely!

This is the handiwork of the Lord of the Netherworld!

Zhan Wuji frowned, he didn't know what method the Netherworld Lord used, but if he was allowed to turn around and leave, he would be a golden immortal, would he be able to beat an immortal king, and he wouldn't even be able to do it himself, not to mention, he wouldn't have this chance at all!

As soon as his heart moved, Ji Shuang'er's pleasant voice came to his ears: "Cold Sword Sect, Hengqiu, is dead!" ”

"Su Zhentian, more than enough, dead!"

"The Lu Dynasty is dead, Su Shu, dead!"

"Jiuzhi, Yuzhou, dead!"

Four died!

Even, even one of Su Zhentian's elders came?

Zhan Wuji's face changed, the elders of the Nine Sects were gone, and he couldn't afford to delay!

However, at this moment, Ji Shuang's voice came again: "I am Meng Mi of the Beginningless Mountain Villa, and I am dead!" ”

"Xuanguang, I'm a person from the Beginningless Villa, dead!"

"I'm from the Beginningless Villa, pure and dry, dead!"

"Yuan Bai, I'm from the Beginningless Villa!"

In the induction of Zhan Wuji, the four white chess pieces were immediately killed as soon as they entered the chessboard!

His face changed suddenly, but he quickly calmed down.

Give up this remnant!

He is an immortal and immortal golden immortal-level powerhouse, immortal and immortal.

In addition, he had also experienced 108 Dao Tribulations, and when the other party did not reach that level, it was still the Dao Tribulation Restriction of Heavenly Dao on him!

Immortals are no longer something that can be killed by ordinary methods.

An existence like him could not be killed so easily!

Let this remnant soul stay in the underworld for the time being, wait for him to climb the World Tree, and when he comes back, he will take it back!

As soon as he thought of this, the golden light in Zhan Wuji's eyes flashed, and the true fire of the Great Sun erupted violently, as if a round of scorching sun rose in the darkness, and the blazing momentum swept in all directions, illuminating a bleak and dull road, which seemed to dissipate at any time!

The wind rises, and the pine leaves fall.

The cold air overflowed, and the "old" was suspended in the air, holding a black chess piece in his hand.

Around them, a Mahayana powerhouse was looking intently at the chessboard.

Seeing that "Mengmi", "Xuanguang", "Chunqian", "Yuanhua" and others joined this battle, the "Zhendu" of the Congenital Sect suddenly asked: "Seven Mahayana, in such a short period of time, seven died, is it in the battle of the ancients?" ”

Hearing this, although the rest of the Mahayana ancestors did not speak, they immediately understood the meaning of "true capital".

This time the ascension game, it is almost certain that this ancient war that caused chaos in the world started from this!

And now, even if you are a strong person in the Mahayana period, once you fall into it, you will definitely die!

Every time you die, it increases by one!

Moreover, this is still the eighty-one tribulation Mahayana led by Zhan Wuji!

Jiuzong did not mention the great battle of that year, but in such a short period of time, seven Mahayana realm powerhouses died one after another, and this game of chess is very likely to be a great war of the flood and wilderness, and it will be launched within this game of chess!

As soon as the "Qing Mushroom" of Jiuzhi Mountain thought of this, he hurriedly said: "In the ancient war, a tree was cut down. ”

The Mahayana ancestors fell silent again, if this game of chess really started, according to the records of the nine major sects, this World Tree should have been killed in this battle.

No matter how sinister this game is, he must enter it as soon as possible to reach the sky!

Otherwise, even if they fall into a trap, it doesn't make any sense.

What's more, Zhan Wuji has already survived the ninety-nine-eighty-one thunder tribulation, and has a solid foundation, comparable to the founding ancestor of the nine major sects, and he will definitely be able to achieve the heavens and the earth before Jianmu is hacked to death!

At that time, those who did not participate will become outcasts!

However, before they could think about it, the "old" suddenly moved.

Da!

Another chess piece fell, and in the blink of an eye, four white chess pieces disappeared.

Many Mahayana powerhouses all looked dark.

"Mengmi", "Xuanguang", "Chunqian", and "Yuanhua" were swallowed four white chess pieces as soon as they entered the chessboard, and there is no doubt that these four people from the Beginningless Villa were already dead as soon as they entered the chessboard!

The people of this Beginningless Villa, although their minds are strange, their strength is obvious to all.

But for now, he can only hold on until now.

Before this thought was finished, the "old" raised his head, looked at the chessboard, and said coldly: "It's your turn!"

"Qingfu" spoke: "This time it's time for this seat to make a move, it's time for this seat to make a move." ”

Speaking of this, she glanced around the other four major sects again, "In just ten breaths, eleven Mahayana monks have been killed, even if this game of chess is not in the ancient era, it should be regarded as a war in the ancient era!" ”

"This time, the four of us have to get acquainted."

"In this case, we have a better chance of survival!"

As soon as this statement came out, the other four major sects did not object, they did not know what was happening on the chessboard, at most they speculated what happened on the chessboard.

He was getting ready to make a move.

The only way is to improve your strength!

As for that "clear mushroom", not to mention.

Everyone knows each other very well, so their cooperation will be more tacit.

In this way, of course, it can improve the combat power of the participants, but considering the danger of the game in front of you, I am afraid that the effect is not great!

However, there is no other way for them.

Seeing that the people on the chessboard had not made the next move, the "old" voice became colder and deeper: "Hurry up!"