"Not good."

In the formation, the hearts of countless people were raised to their throats.

Especially the people of the Martial Alliance, they hated their cultivation for being lowly and couldn't rush out to help.

In such a big war, they can only watch, and if anyone goes out, it only takes a wisp of aftermath to wipe them out.

But at this moment, countless lines suddenly appeared in the sky.

The lines are intertwined, and a huge chessboard emerges.

The chessboard enveloped the seven tornadoes and the Ice Wind Fairy Lord.

On the chessboard, there seems to be some kind of binding power and isolation power.

Isolated from the outside world, the tornado could not absorb its strength and could not continue to grow.

At the same time, on the chessboard, countless lines were intertwined, like a big snake, winding towards the tornado.

Zizizi.

The lines collide with the tornado, and the tornado is slowly weakening.

At the edge of the chessboard, a white-haired old man emerged.

"Master, you're finally here, hahaha, I knew that your old man wouldn't die without help."

Zuo Yun was in high spirits and laughed.

"The old man is just one of your apprentices, do you watch Ling being killed, you unfilial man, teach you for so many years, and in the end you still have to work hard for the old man."

The white-haired old man scolded angrily, but his hands didn't stop at all, and he kept swiping in the air, and one after another wish patterns flew out.

"Wishing Pattern Formation? Hmph, your Terran Wish Pattern is just an evolution of my Immortal Clan's Wish Power Pattern, and you dare to get an axe in front of me. ”

The Ice Wind Immortal Lord snorted coldly, stepped on all fours, and his huge body, like a phantom, pounced on the white-haired old man.

It's coming.

The sharp giant claws grabbed at the white-haired old man.

With a pop, the white-haired old man's figure was torn apart.

But no blood was spilled.

The next moment, the figure of the white-haired old man appeared on the other side of the chessboard.

"It's just a matter of deceiving others, the old man has studied the willpower pattern and the wishing pattern for a lifetime, and he has already understood that the willpower pattern is not unique to your immortal clan, and it is also evolved from another more clever pattern, based on the willing power pattern and the wishing pattern, the old man's attainments have already surpassed the wishing power pattern of your immortal clan."

The white-haired old man said.

As he spoke, the seven tornadoes before had been weakened into invisibility.

"Hmph, I'm not ashamed."

The Ice Wind Immortal Lord once again slammed out towards the white-haired old man, condensing an infinite wind blade and rolling towards the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man's body was crushed by the wind blade, but there was still no flesh and blood.

The next moment, the white-haired old man emerged from the other side of the chessboard.

The Ice Wind Immortal Lord's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was furious.

He had already seen that the white-haired old man obviously only had the cultivation of the seventh turn of the Yuan Shen, and he might have reached the peak of the seventh turn.

But even if it is the peak of the seventh turn, it is not at the same level as the eighth turn.

In a head-to-head confrontation, he can easily defeat the white-haired old man.

But this chessboard is extremely weird, every time he hits the old man, the old man's true body has been transferred from the same place, and every attack misses.

"I'll kill you."

The Ice Wind Fairy Lord left a word, turned around and left.

He knew that the old man just wanted to entangle him and win a chance to breathe for Lu Yan and the others.

How could he have fallen for it?

But just as he was about to rush out of the chessboard, the chessboard quickly extended forward, so that the Ice Wind Fairy Lord was still in the chessboard.

Well?

The Ice Wind Immortal Lord snorted coldly, his body shrinking, and at the same time mobilizing the rules of the wind, increasing his speed to the extreme.

One longitudinal leap can be a hundred miles away.

However, he crossed several times in a row, and he was still on the chessboard.

It's not that the range of the chessboard is so large, but every time he crosses vertically, the chessboard moves with it, so that the Ice Wind Fairy Lord is always in the chessboard.

"In the old man's Tiangang chessboard, you can't get out, why don't you sit down and talk calmly and explore the pattern of willingness."

The white-haired old man spoke.

"Explore You X"

The Ice Wind Immortal Lord was furious, and he burst out with all the strength of his body and slaughtered the old man.

But every time it is culled, it is not the real body of the old man.

After the Ice Wind Immortal Lord was entangled, Lu Yan fought the Southern Python Immortal Lord alone, and the pressure was suddenly greatly reduced.

Of course, he is still not the opponent of the Southern Python Immortal Lord, and his attack is difficult to hit the Southern Python Immortal Lord, but the Southern Python Immortal Lord's attack will occasionally hit him, and every time, it can make him injured.

Fortunately, his defense was strong enough, and although he was hit, it was not fatal, so he barely survived.

However, Lin Yan and the White Tiger Immortal Lord fought inextricably and fiercely.

But King Ming and Chu Tianjiao's side are already in danger.

The ten fingers of the cyan giant ape quickly lengthened and turned into ten thick vines.

Above the vines, there are countless barbs growing, dancing wildly.

Touch!

Chu Tianjiao was knocked out, and two vines, like two spears, one in front of the other, stabbed at Chu Tianjiao's head.

Chu Tianjiao resisted with all his might, but he could only barely block the front one and the back one, but he couldn't block it.

Suddenly, King Ming's figure appeared behind Chu Tianjiao, swept out with a shot, and collided with the vines.

King Ming's body shook violently and fell backwards, and the power of the rules on the vines poured into his body from the spear.

The power of the complete rules can't even prevent Lu Yan, let alone explain the king.

He coughed up blood, his body was blurred with flesh and blood, and he almost exploded.

"Die!"

The cyan giant ape roared, and ten vines, overwhelming, rushed towards the two of them.

Rumble!

At this moment, an astonishing aura erupted from King Ming's body, and a thick black mist spread out from his body, and the injuries on his body were also recovering at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, his body began to squirm and twist, becoming extremely hideous.

On the top of Wushan, everyone's eyes widened, revealing an incredible expression.

After Lu Yan's spiritual sense was swept away, he was also shocked.

Martial Spirit!

King Ming actually walked on the martial spirit.

It's a fantasy.

In everyone's opinion, in this world, anyone can go to the martial arts, and King Ming is the most unlikely.

King Ming has always been abiding by the ancestral teachings, hating the martial spirits, and killing them all.

No one would have thought that King Ming himself would become a martial spirit.

"No wonder, no wonder King Ming was able to break through to the Seven Turns of the Yuan Shen"

Lu Yan's heart moved.

King Ming's body squirmed, approaching a vicious transformation, and tentacles grew on his body.

Boom.

The tentacles stretched out, tangled with the vines of the cyan great ape.

"Tianjiao, get out, I'll pester him."

King Ming roared.

"Father."

Chu Tian roared sadly, with tears in his eyes.

On Wushan, Chu Long and other sons of King Ming all clenched their fists, their nails pierced into the hearts of their palms, and blood oozed out, their eyes were bloody, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Knowing the father is more than the son.

The character of King Ming, they are very clear.

If there was no way out, King Ming would never have taken the martial spirit.

And once King Ming embarked on the martial spirit, it means that King Ming has the heart of death.

There is no thought of living anymore.

"Martial Spirits? The carving insect skills, even if they are pure demons, are all defeated by our clan. ”

The cyan giant ape drank coldly, and the immortal power was great, and along the vines, he pressed towards King Ming.

Being pressed by the immortal power, the demonic energy on King Ming's body suddenly subsided quickly, and the tentacles on his body began to shrink into his body.

But at this time, a tentacle squirmed out of King Ming's body, and wiped it on the mustard seed bag in Sumeru, and a pitch-black head appeared, and the demonic aura rushed into the sky.

"It's . The remnants of the Demon Venerable."

The cyan giant ape roared in shock.

King Ming's mouth opened suddenly, weird and huge, and swallowed this demonic head in one gulp.

Then the body kept squirming, and the demonic qi was flourishing, and it surged again, even several times stronger than before.

Roar

King Ming's eyes turned scarlet, let out a hoarse roar, his body continued to twist and squirm, and tentacles appeared on his body, winding towards the cyan giant ape.

"This head, could it be that my father got it from the Demon Ridge Mountain Range?"

Chu Tianjiao's pupils contracted, and a thought flashed in his heart.

"Demon Venerable doesn't know how many years I've been dead, just relying on a piece of Demon Venerable corpse, he wants to deal with me, it's whimsical."

The cyan giant ape roared.

With a shock of his arm, the vines turned by his ten fingers broke off and broke free, and then he led the rules of wood with both hands, and pushed forward, and countless seeds as fine as dust and emerald green flew towards King Ming.

These seeds, as soon as they get into the body of the Ming King, will take root and sprout, and the roots will burrow into the body of the Ming King, frantically sucking the nutrients of the Ming King, and growing like crazy.

Soon, dense green grass appeared on King Ming's body.

Yes!

King Ming wailed in pain and struggled frantically, but with his demonic energy, he could not destroy these seeds.

These seeds are transformed by the rules of immortal power and wood, immortal power, which specializes in restraining demonic energy.

Unless the amount of demonic energy exceeds the immortal power.

But King Ming's cultivation is only the seventh turn of the Yuan Shen, even with the help of a demon venerable head, but the strength of the demonic qi does not exceed that of the cyan giant ape.

If you don't exceed it, you can't hold it down.

Even, some seeds, from his mouth and nose, enter the internal organs, take root and sprout in the internal organs, and want to completely suck his life force away.

"Tianjiao, back away, back away."

King Ming transmitted the sound to Chu Tianjiao, and a tentacle wrapped Chu Tianjiao and shook it violently, throwing Chu Tianjiao out of a hundred miles away.

And he himself frantically pounced on the cyan giant ape.

"Give me a crackdown."

The cyan giant ape pushed with both hands, and more seeds flew out, and at the same time, thirty-six wooden swords appeared in the sky, falling from the sky and stabbing towards the Ming King.

King Ming, completely ignoring these attacks.

On his body, dozens of tentacles stretched out, dancing wildly, rapidly lengthening, and entangled the cyan giant ape, and then a dazzling light bloomed on his body.

"Father."

"King Ming."

Chu Tianjiao, Chu Long, Xiang Chongyang and others cried out.

Rumble!

The next moment, King Ming's body exploded, turning into a storm of destruction, sweeping the cyan giant ape into it.

King Ming, blew himself up.

He knew that he was not the opponent of the cyan giant ape, and if he continued to drag on, there would only be a dead end, so he chose to blow himself up very simply.

I hope that with my own death, I will pull the cyan giant ape on my back, and at least I will be hit hard, bringing a little opportunity for Lu Yan and others.

"King Ming."

Lu Yan sighed in his heart.

He knew, or rather, King Ming himself knew very well that since he embarked on the martial spirit, this end was already doomed.

In the world, the people who should not go to the martial spirit side have embarked on the martial spirit side, and the result is destined to be sad.

In the face of today's situation, King Ming has no choice, and if he wants to improve his strength, he can only go to Wuling.

But when he stepped into the martial arts, he didn't want to live, he just wanted to give others and kill a glimmer of life.

(End of chapter)