The monks were shocked and tensed.

Demon chess arose about a hundred years ago, murderous and murderous, and at the same time very mysterious, and it is still unknown who is in power behind the scenes.

The monks only know that the organization has the lowest demon chess, mainly monks who have fallen into the evil way, who are human beings in life and chess after death, slaughtering people in life and destroying spiritual veins after death.

The direct manipulator of the demon chess is the chess player, such as Murong Xun.

In the past 100 years, there have been seven or eight chess players, but the chess players have never appeared at the next level.

Now, this man has appeared.

Countless people stared at the so-called Demon Chess Lord, observing his every move.

The Demon Chess Venerable was very indifferent, raised his eyebrows at the nameless high priest who was glaring angrily through the silver mask, and said: "It's better to be famous than to meet, this emperor thinks that the rumored high priest is a great beauty of Peugeot, but he doesn't want to be such an ugly and weak old woman?" ”

"You're looking for death!"

Huo Ran snorted coldly, rushed forward first, and the double knives flashed, the action was like a meteor flashing at great speed, the sword shadow was heavy, and the aura burst.

The Demon Chess Venerable commented lightly: "Embroidered pillows, bells and whistles." ”

With that, a punch was thrown, flames erupted, and magma flowed.

A single punch erupted like a volcano, instantly causing a great earthquake to tremble and the sky to shake.

"Poof!"

The invincible Huo Ran was knocked away by a punch, a large hole was cracked in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.

"Master!"

Qing Jue exclaimed in surprise and flew up, but was brushed away by Huo Ran.

Everyone was shocked, and at this moment, Fang Cai, the masked demon chess lord, called himself "Ben Di".

The so-called emperor, in the cultivation world with a strict hierarchy, unless he reaches the rank of "Spirit Emperor", he does not dare to be called easily.

And the so-called Spirit Emperor is only one step away from ascending.

Luo Jiuqiu glanced at Yun Fu with disdain, and sighed: "Yun Jianzun, you look at others and then look at you, you are also the Spirit Emperor, in vain you are still known as the first person in the world, others can beat Huo Mouran with one punch, but you can't fly with one punch, you are ashamed." ”

Huo Mouran a mouthful of old blood and spurted it out again.

Yunfu was unmoved, his iceberg-like flawless and very cold eyes stared at Luo Jiuqiu's vivid side face, and said quietly: "I'm not interested." ”

Luo Jiuqiu strangely understood Yunfu's subtext, if he was interested, it would have been as long as he had destroyed the Nine Demon Venerables with one sword and destroyed the Four Gods.

Luo Jiuqiu sneered, then got up, flew to the middle of the pool, stepped on the shoulder of the goddess statue without any public morality, and then bent down and put one hand on Bai He's shoulder.

Bai He, who had regained his senses, just wanted to run quietly, but he didn't want to be caught by Luo Jiuqiu.

Bai He's pupils shrank, and he slowly raised his head, facing his cold and deep eyes like a moonlit night in Shangluo.

By the blood pool, the nameless high priest's eyes were split, and he roared: "Luo Jiuqiu! ”

Roaring and shooting, the killing move came in the direction of Luo Jiuqiu without money.

Luo Jiuqiu pressed Bai He's shoulder with one hand and didn't look back.

Baihe trembled for a while, but Luo Jiuqiu pressed him to death, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, so that he couldn't move at all.

At the last moment, Yunfu dodged in front of Luo Jiuqiu, and with a bang, the ground shook.

The two spirit emperors faced each other, the heavens and the earth were trembling, and a violent wind suddenly broke out in the forbidden hall of the four gods.

The hall was crumbling, and everyone was unsteady on their feet.

In the howling wind, the pool of blood boiled and rolled and almost exploded.

Luo Jiuqiu stepped on the statue of the goddess and said with a smile: "I like your wings and tail, do you want to join my Moon Worship Sect?" ”

Bai He was stunned, and before he had time to feel the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he was shocked by Luo Jiuqiu's invitation.

After living for thirty-three years, Bai He has experienced too many deceitful and hypocritical, and the last time is that the old woman in the black robe half a month ago flew nervously, kowtowed respectfully, and said with a very pious expression: "Half a moon later, it is the fullest time of the year, when I will use the power of heaven and earth to open the ancient array again, sacrifice to the heavens, and help you find your strength and memory." ”

Shirakawa almost believed it, if it weren't for the interruption of the ceremony, he suspected that it was him who was being sacrificed at this moment.

People's hearts are not ancient, especially these strange immortal cultivators, but ...... Looking at the slightly curved eyebrows, the gentle and gentle immortal who was colder than the moonlight, Bai He could hardly refuse.

At this time, Luo Jiuqiu threw down a robe and put it on top of Bai He's head, and said, "Of course, if you don't like it, then I'll let you go." ”

"You're going to let me go?" Bai He subconsciously hugged his robe, only then did he realize that his clothes were completely ruined and almost without clothes, and his handsome face was hot at the moment, and he was surprised at the same time.

He had no good impression of these fickle and destructive immortal cultivators, and his respectful words were still in his ears, but betrayal and cruelty were vivid.

But the man in front of him was different.

The different Luo Jiuqiu sneered, showed his snowy big knife, and said gently: "Either I cut off your wings and tail and let you go." Either you obediently join my Moon Worship Sect and be my servant. ”

Bai He: "......"

I always feel like I've fed the dog with a lot of blood.

At this time, Qing Jue flew over with a knife, and did not unsheath it, but said, "Senior sister, you can't take this person away." ”

Before he finished speaking, he was swept away by Luo Jiuqiu's scabbard, Luo Jiuqiu drew his knife and swept it, and all the black-robed believers who rushed up were knocked away, vomiting blood and falling to the ground, knocking over countless decorations in the hall.

Luo Jiuqiu tugged at the corners of his mouth, clenched his fist lightly, and then let go.

The statue of the goddess at his feet exploded, and the antiquities, blood pools, and statues of the four gods that had existed for thousands of years all burst into ashes.

Blood splashed, a few drops of blood splashed on Luo Jiuqiu's face, and then slowly dripped down the exquisite and good-looking face.

Luo Jiuqiu glanced at Bai He and said casually: "Maybe you don't know the legend of my Luo Jiuqiu, now the first person in the righteous path is my miscellaneous servant, the upstart chess player of the Demon Gate is my best friend, the branch president of the Four Gods Association of the head of the evil path is my senior brother, and the Moon Worship Sect, one of the four major sects in the cultivation realm, is in my palm, and the only secret method in this world that can soar by day is under my control." ”

"So, what about your decision?" Luo Jiuqiu swept the long knife in his hand, turned his slender fingers, slowly rotated and curled, like an ancient fierce beast that could choose people to devour at any time.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Bai He's forehead, and the one who knew the times was Junjie.

Bai He simply said: "The master is above, please accept Bai He's worship!" ”

As he spoke, the mortal emperor simply knelt on the ground, raised his hand above his head, and bowed respectfully.

"Master?" Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyebrows and said half-loudly: "It's okay." After all, I don't have an apprentice, and after a while, you will hand over all the treasures in your palace, and this sect master is satisfied, then you will be my apprentice. ”

Bai He said respectfully: "Yes, Master." ”

The rest of the cultivators who had witnessed all this were shocked, and many of them were moved.

Although Luo Jiuqiu loves to draw cakes and does nonsense, it is true that he has the secret method of Wuji, and many people are moved at the moment, and they all recommend themselves to be Luo Jiuqiu's apprentice.

"Sect Master Luo looks at me! I'm the best spiritual root! Experience as a doorman! ”

"Sect Master Luo! I'm just 60 years old, and I haven't studied with a teacher yet! ”

"Sect Master Luo!"

Bai He quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and sighed in his heart: Shizun is really a heartthrob.