The originally carefully arranged tomb was originally possible, and the extremely magnificent chess array tomb was pulled into the air by the willow spirit mouse king.

Before it was left unchecked, no matter how extraordinary or magnificent, it had become a real Burrow.

Mouse Wang Liujing looked at his masterpiece and was extremely proud.

Of course, Ye Qingfeng also contributed a lot.

"Come back." Ye Qingfeng commanded.

"Yes!" Mouse Wang Liujing proudly agreed in unison.

Ye Qingfeng put the two heroes into the white jade bottle.

"What's next?" Duan De asked with red and swollen eyes.

At this moment, Duan De's two eyes were congested and red and swollen like two red lanterns, and they looked quite crazy.

Ye Qingfeng glanced at Duan De, then at Xi and Tu Tian, who were sleeping side by side, and then said, "I'll repair here for a few days first, and I'll just restore the chessboard array."

"It's fine."

Duan De's two eyes were so swollen that he couldn't close them at all, he breathed a sigh of relief, fell to the ground on his back, and said lazily,

"If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, sharpen your knife and don't cut wood, and restore the big array, and we have more chances of winning. This is the second stone gate, and there is such a big demon moth, I don't know what kind of dangerous thing it will be next."

Ye Qingfeng nodded, set up an isolation array, and entered the formation with six stone walls and chess pieces in the magic jar.

"Master, be careful!" Liu Jing was not at ease and advised, "Especially, when the formation is about to be completed, don't open your eyes to see! Don't be the next Duande! Don't be a drum-eyed frog!"

Of course, Ye Qingfeng will pay attention.

"What do you call a drum-eyed frog? How do you say that?"

Duan De's mouth twitched, and his two big red eyes glared at Liu Jing fiercely.

The little demon vine laughed and couldn't help but praise, "Boss Liu, you described it so appropriately!"

The willow spirit proudly straightened the trunk.

Duan De used his two bulging big red eyes to stare at the little demon vine who couldn't speak.

The little demon vine swayed the golden flowers, and said innocently, "Haha, this glare, it's more like. Quack, quack."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." Duan De's face was slightly annoyed, and he laughed at himself again, "Why do you want to be angry with a little fool. Little Huahua, you, you still have to learn, you have to learn!"

"Ding! Don't be angry, don't be angry!"

One guqin actually made a sound, and then the three guqins, around Duan De, entertained themselves and played a calm and calm tune.

As soon as that song came out, I heard Duan Deliujing and others, leisurely, calm, and happy.

And in the isolation array, Ye Qingfeng was quite busy.

Originally, six pieces of wall skin, both horizontal and vertical, formed a square airtight box.

And she spread six pieces of wall skin on the ground.

Six pieces of wall skin, like an open cardboard box, form a huge "ten" figure.

Ye Qingfeng's divine sense swept over those intersections again, and the next thing she had to do was to place those chess pieces back one by one, where they were supposed to be.

It's easy to say.

But that's 108,000 chess pieces.

If it weren't for the monk's ability to use his divine sense to count quickly, otherwise it would be troublesome to be a mortal and count those chess pieces.

The Heaven Devouring Demon Jar was placed in Ye Qingfeng's hand.

Ye Qingfeng was like a chess player, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the six chessboards.

The isolation array was unusually quiet, and Ye Qingfeng's spiritual platform was also very clear.

Ye Qingfeng's bright eyes reflected six chessboards at the same time, as if she was playing chess with herself, and the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar in her hand happened to be like a chess box containing chess pieces.

However, Ye Qingfeng's way of playing chess is unique and heroic.

I saw her white and tender little hands, poking into the Sky Devouring Demon Jar, and grabbing a large handful of black and white chess pieces with the big palm she had conjured.

Then she spread out the chess pieces in the palm of her hand, looked down to see the lines on the chess pieces, and then played with the chess

The corresponding lines on the plate were compared and corresponded.

"So it is."

Ye Qingfeng bowed his head confidently, and then raised his hand to throw.

The black and white chess pieces in his hand immediately turned into raindrops and fell out.

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

The chess pieces are like raindrops, hitting the chessboard, some first, some last, some far and nearer.

Although at the same time, no less than 50 chess pieces were thrown, but the landing point of each chess piece was accurate.

If it is said that a radish is a pit, then those chess pieces are like black and white radishes, accurately returning to their pits.

Moreover, every correct landing will have a slight buzz, accompanied by a brief flash of brilliance.

Looking at the chessboard, the brilliance flickered like fireworks, but it was also slightly beautiful.

Ye Qingfeng's cheeks were shining and his expression was radiant.

The first one, exactly right!

So, she put her white and tender little hand into the emperor jar again, and grabbed a large handful of chess pieces.

A total of 108,000 chess pieces is enough for her to keep busy for a while.

This second chess piece, the number of chess pieces, is five more than the first.

Ye Qingfeng spread out the chess pieces in the palm of his hand again, compared them with the chessboard, and then scattered them again.

So white, tender and beautiful Ye Qingfeng, raising his hand to play chess, is like a wonderful scene of fairies scattering flowers.

The chess pieces fell on the chessboard one after another, some light and some heavy, and the "jingling" sounded, like jade beads falling on the jade board.

The second one is finished, followed by the third.

Ye Qingfeng was not in a hurry or impatient, and threw each one out accurately.

And then the fourth, and then the fifth, and then the sixth......

Ye Qingfeng was tireless, like a fisherman who kept casting nets, and it seemed that he was casting a high-level spell, called "Scattering Beans into Soldiers".

No, isn't it just sprinkling beans into soldiers?

Those chess pieces are the soldiers in her hands, and what she is doing at the moment is equivalent to arranging troops.

When the formation is completed, it is that Ye Qingfeng has a murderous weapon in his hand.

"Ding!"

"Boom!"

The seventy-sixth chess piece was successfully cast again.

The whole chessboard is no longer empty, there are one or two places, but it is a little dense.

Dense?

This is not the result that Ye Qingfeng wants at the moment.

If one or two dense chess pieces formed a small star array, hurting Ye Qingfeng's eyes and divine sense, it would not be a good thing.

At present, Ye Qingfeng's cultivation of the Four Extremes Realm is completely inferior to Xi and Tu Tian, so Ye Qingfeng's style is extraordinarily cautious.

So, when he caught the seventy-seventh chess piece, Ye Qingfeng took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw a special chess piece.

If the chess piece is thrown in that dense place, a small piece of formation will be complete.

"You can't take that risk."

Ye Qingfeng muttered to himself, then stretched out two white and tender fingers, gently clamped the black chess piece out of his palm, and put it aside for the time being.

This scene is as if the chess piece that was originally very important was disliked and sat on a cold bench.

The chess piece lay alone on the ground.

And Ye Qingfeng raised his hand, and the remaining hundred or so chess pieces fell on the chessboard lively.