Hearing the lord talk about Shi Potian, Mo Zhi groaned for a long time, stroked his gray beard, and said, "Is the Lord worried about his trip to the Witch Realm this time?"

Hearing Mo Zhi speak bluntly, Ji Qingyun was not surprised at all, our Elder Mo is famous in the Qingyin Blessed Land for being able to figure out people's minds, if you have something in your heart, he can roughly guess what you think at a glance.

Then pinch your fingers and calculate, you can calculate the cause and effect of the ins and outs.

This is also the reason why most people in the blessed land of Qingyin respect this respected old man.

Ji Qingyun looked up at the old man who had been following and assisting him since he took over the Qingyin Blessed Land from the previous Lord of the Blessed Land, and nodded.

Then he set his eyes on the chessboard, which was already deadlocked, and wondered how he could play such a stinky game.

"Is the Lord worried that he will cause trouble outside?" or is he afraid that he will cause trouble?" Mo Zhi asked in a quiet voice.

"Both. Ji Qingyun rubbed his chin and said in a deep voice.

Mo Zhi smiled and said nothing.

This Shi Potian is a remarkable figure in the blessed land of green shade.

In the blessed land of Qingyin, if you talk about age, it is naturally yourself and the other old thing that come first, after all, your long white beard and the vicissitudes of life on your forehead are not in vain.

But if you rank up the qualifications, then a person like himself who has half of his body into the loess is not as good as Shi Potian.

After all, this old boy had been with the Lord since he traveled through the ancient continent in his youth.

Therefore, in the blessed land, although he is an elder, he has never been able to suppress his stubborn nature in some things.

I can't do it myself, and the old guy who got up and sat with me naturally can't do it.

In the huge blessed land of green shade, only the Lord in front of him and the Emperor Ning Ce, who was hanging on the post of worship, could suppress him, and he could make this old man careless and convincing.

Moreover, in the blessed land, Shi Potian is quite strict with the second-generation disciples, those genius disciples who can be competed for by the major holy lands outside are placed in front of him, if they make a mistake, they will be starved and served at every turn.

Even his precious apprentice was "taken care of" by him when he was just getting started, and when he heard about it, he blew his beard angrily and stared.

dragged Mo Yuan, who still had bruises on his buttocks, to find him to theorize, but he also said to himself "arrogantly" that this was a filial piety under the stick.

looked like a fierce god who wanted to eat people alive, and cried the baby apprentice hiding behind him.

But he also took great care of those disciples in the blessed land, the kind that really took care of them.

Every time a disciple in the blessed land needed a protector to go out to practice, he took over this task, and several times he came back with bruises all over his body.

So he almost became a very revered man in the blessed land besides the Lord.

"What is Elder Mo laughing at?" Ji Qingyun asked with a smile when he heard the laughter.

I just suddenly remembered the big old man, and I couldn't help laughing. Mo Zhi explained.

As if remembering something, Mo Zhi's face changed, and he asked in a condensed voice: "Lord, it can be said that the big black man has rarely walked around outside in the past few years. ”

"But before that, someone outside the blessed land had deliberately inquired about his news, is there anyone who wants to make a move on him?"

Hearing this, Ji Qingyun raised his eyes and glanced at him with a little meaning, then smiled slightly, and said: "It seems that everyone in the blessed land knows that someone is eyeing him, and only he himself is as big as the sky and completely ignores it." ”

"When I took over the Qingyin Blessed Land, someone once inquired about my whereabouts, and even brought Shi Potian. ”

"Does the Lord know who it is?" Mo Zhi knew that someone was eyeing Shi Potian, but he didn't expect that there was Ji Qingyun, so it seemed that he only knew one and didn't know the other, and he always missed it.

"Probably the old man from before. Ji Qingyun avoided talking and said with a smile.

In fact, as early as back then, he found the person behind the scenes, and he was indeed the old man back then, but for him Ji Qingyun, it was more of a passerby.

To put it mildly, I really didn't take him to heart, but I didn't expect him to be worried about himself and Shi Potian all the time.

Seeing that the Lord was reluctant to mention this matter, Mo Zhi also revealed the matter with a clear heart.

"The Lord doesn't have to worry too much about breaking the sky. Mo Zhi said with a deep gaze: "No matter how you say it, that big old black is also a pure martial artist of the Quenching Eight-Story Building, and he is even more domineering and fierce in his pure path, plus his desolate beast bloodline. ”

Mo Zhi smiled, "Even if the spiritual power cultivator who returns to the Pu Realm is against him, if he doesn't have the means to reach the sky, he can't take him." ”

"Just over easy to break, Mu Xiufeng urges. Ji Qingyun seems to have seen it

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When I got to the living road on the chessboard, I was ready to fall, "It's easy to dodge the open gun, and it's hard to defend against the dark arrow, so I have to think about it more." ”

After Mo Zhi saw Ji Qingyun's move, the original appearance of the old god finally showed a trace of panic, how could it be that there was still a way to survive in this dead chess game?

Mo Zhi stared at the chess game, forced out a smile, and said, "Isn't there still Mo Yuan's kid by his side." ”

"That kid is very clever and calm-hearted, and the two of them can't make trouble together. ”

When he saw that Ji Qingyun wanted to fall into the son's position, his brows furrowed slightly, and the fall was really inexplicable here.

Then he saw that Ji Qingyun was really decisively there.

So this Elder Mo, who was originally a fairy wind and bones, smiled extremely unkindly and said, "Lord, there are no regrets about the son." ”

"Hmm. Ji Qingyun nodded and repeated: "No regrets." ”

Mo Zhi smiled loudly, and his pride was overflowing, "I didn't think that today I would be the first person in the blessed land to play a draw with the Lord." ”

Ji Qingyun smiled but didn't say a word, and his index finger tapped the chessboard lightly.

After a while, Ji Qingyun was born crisply: "It's not too late for Elder Mo to laugh later, let's settle down first." ”

Mo Zhi, who knew that it was already a draw, brushed his beard and dropped a son at will.

Seeing this, the corners of Ji Qingyun's mouth pursed a smile.

The move he made just now was indeed a dead hand, and it can even be said that his move had blocked all the dead ends.

But just now, this game of chess came to life again.

It's just that the person who broke the game was not himself, but Elder Mo who was sitting opposite.

Then Ji Qingyun fell like a meteor.

Ji Qingyun spread out his right hand and said with a smile on his eyebrows, "Elder Mo, it's your turn." ”

Mo Zhi, who was sitting opposite Ji Qingyun, had a sad look on his face at this time, and he was not so dizzy that he couldn't see the situation clearly.

Mo Zhi understood after he fell, and his son gave the whole game of chess to Yuan again.

Otherwise, there will be no fall on the Lord's son like flying.

It's just that as he said to the Lord before, he has no regrets.

And he was embarrassed to go to the lord with a thick old face and say that I want to rely on the old man and sell the old man to regret chess, otherwise where will he put his old face in the future.

After that game of chess came to life, the two of them played more than 20 moves with black and white in hand.

In the end, Mo Zhi looked at the big dragon that was slaughtered on the chessboard, shook his head helplessly, put the sunspot between his fingers back into the chess box, and said, "I lost." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Ji Qingyun's mouth rose slightly, and he said, "Elder Mo, it's my turn to laugh this time." ”

He then put the white piece back in his hand and began to clean up the pieces on the board.

Ji Qingyun said meaningfully while picking out the white box and returning to the box: "Playing chess with Elder Mo, you are still quite brain-intensive. ”

Mo Zhi smiled after hearing this, "I accepted this sentence, and it was regarded as the master's recognition of my chess ability." ”

Then he looked at the star-studded chess game and thought for himself.

"It's nothing more than putting it to death and being born afterward. Ji Qingyun seemed to guess what Mo Zhi was thinking, and said lightly.

Then he slowly stood up, stood with his hands in his hands and looked at the vision of the churning sea of clouds, "Our Ji family has never lacked this kind of courage to put to death. ”

The white clothes are fluttering, like a fairy.

Witch Domain. Chuguan South City.

Shi Potian, who had a murderous aura so strong that he almost had an index finger, looked at Nameless.

He was not a spiritual cultivator, so the gray-black smoke that he relied on was of little use to him.

And he has the bloodline of the desolate beast in his body, and it is second only to the bloodline of the royal rank below the imperial rank, which is the fundamental reason why he can even go toe-to-toe with the monks of the Returning Pur Realm.

This was the first time that Nameless had shown an ugly face since he appeared.

Although he took the thunderous punch from Shi Potian before this, and his expression was still the same, in fact, his body had turned over and over.

That fist power was like a vicious snake burrowing into his body, and he continued to rush towards the small world of viscera and the sea of spirits along his spiritual veins.

It's not that Nameless hasn't thought about resisting, but as long as he uses his spiritual power to resist it, that fist will become extremely violent.

A few times, instead of stopping it, he let the latter blow up several of his spiritual veins.

"When did you learn to do that?" asked Nameless with a calm look on his face, but with a fierce look in his eyes.

"It's called what kind of person you meet, what kind of trick you make. Shi Potian said angrily.

Then he stepped on the void with his right foot again, his body like a bow, and the muscles on his arms like that

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It rises like a dragon, and people know at a glance that there is an incomparably violent power under it.

Ji Ge, who was standing not far behind him, saw Shi Potian, who was like a desolate beast, and was very curious about how his father had brought him to his side back then.

After Nameless saw Shi Potian's actions, he retreated half a zhang, his hands clenched into fists, and the spiritual power on the fist was mixed with this sticky gray-black smoke, which looked extremely weird.

Any qi practitioner who fights closely with a quenching martial artist in the same realm is undoubtedly seeking his own death.

Nameless had already made a plan in his heart, if he was approached by Shi Potian, he would use the smoke in his hand and the pure spiritual power of the Nine Turns of the Futu Realm to remove the weight from his fist.

Just between nameless thoughts, Shi Potian took a step forward and appeared in the void a few feet away.

Then he took another step, but this time he appeared in the space nearly ten zhang away.

The nameless person who noticed this scene was Shi Potian's right foot quietly stepping on the void, and when his left foot was not lifted to follow, his arms were crossed, and his arms were wrapped with majestic spiritual power.

It's just that simple spiritual pressure that can make the powerhouse of the Creation Realm crawl on the ground and can't stand up.

Therefore, when he fought with Yunyan and Chu Yuhe before, he was just joking, if he really made a move, then the nineteen of them would have died too long ago to die anymore.

But at this time, Nameless also had remorse in his heart, if he had killed Ji Ge directly and wasted a lot of time by not "talking and laughing" with him, why would he still need to engage in such a senseless battle at this time.

Of course, he couldn't escape when he turned around, because Shi Potian had already locked his qi firmly in the dark.

If he turned and fled, the tower-like man would appear behind him in the next breath and deliver a punch to the back of his heart.

And the nameless dignity did not allow him to put his back in front of the eyes of his enemies, especially the old enemies who had been so embarrassed to hunt him down in the first place.

Just when he crossed his arms into a defensive posture, the black shadow of a tiger's back appeared on his body in an instant.

Then Shi Potian shouted angrily, and Nameless could clearly hear the beastly roar that came out of his throat, which was different from humans.

Then, Shi Potian was wrapped in wind and thunder, which was enough to destroy the mountains and seas, and a punch as heavy as a thousand pounds slammed into the nameless body.

"Click!"

All the awake people present heard a faint sound.

It was the sound of bones breaking apart.

Ji Ge looked at the battle, where smoke was billowing and the void was like a shattered mirror.

And, of course, a heart-rending howl.

"It must have hurt a lot. Ji Ge sighed with emotion.

After hearing Ji Ge's words of schadenfreude, Chu Yuhe, who had always been respectful and dignified standing on the side, also smiled extremely unkindly, nodded and agreed: "Listening to the voice is definitely not light." ”

Mo Yuan stood aside and kept silent, to be honest, he was still not at ease with this city lord of Chuguan Southern City.

He didn't know how the young master was so relieved that he dared to hand over his back to a stranger when they met for the first time.

After the dust and smoke dissipated under the howling of the wind, the three of them finally saw the figures of Shi Potian and Nameless in that battle.

At this time, Shi Potian did not withdraw his fist, he still maintained the posture of punching, and the majestic fist intent in his body poured out like the water of the river.

One after another, fist intent continued to crash into the nameless body in front of him.

Shi Potian's massive fist slammed into the nameless crossed arms, which were twisted and distorted, flesh and blood blurred.

"I didn't expect you to be a little bloody and dare to take my punch. Shi Potian looked at Nameless who was close at hand expressionlessly, and said coldly.

At this time, under the devastation of Shi Potian Fist, his seven orifices were bleeding, coupled with the fist power in his body constantly bombarding his heart, and he kept vomiting red blood from his mouth.

"Poof. ”

Nameless spat out a mouthful of blood, grinned at the blood, and said, "Why don't you dare. ”

"In that case, you can die. Shi Potian's killing intent was revealed, and he said awe-inspiringly.

"Uncle Shi, no. Ji Ge, who had been paying attention to the nameless move, stopped him when he saw that Shi Potian was about to punch out.

After noticing the nameless little action, Ji Ge had already guessed what he was going to do.

It's just that Ji Ge was a step too late after all, and Shi Potian's punch had already been delivered towards Nameless's chest.

Nameless's arms drooped weakly, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, there was not the slightest look of death on his face, but a look of smugness after the success of the trick.

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