Chess Palace Eight Feet Mountain.

The Yellow Bell Palace in the Nine Palaces, the incense is burned in the right hall, and half of the wall in the hall is extremely neatly placed with the life cards of the eight-foot mountain demon, each of which is the backbone of the demon clan of the Great Xia Chess Palace. The Great Demon of the Chess Palace travels, with the name of Great Xia, very few people will stop it, in the already populated land of the Northern Plains of Western Xinjiang, even if a human cultivator of the level of the Three Great Venerables of the Northern Plains encounters it, he will be silent and avoid, unwilling to cause disputes.

There are not many big demons in the chess palace, so they cherish their feathers very much.

If a great demon falls on the land of Western Xinjiang and falls into the hands of human cultivators, then it must be an endless scene.

Each piece of the Yellow Bell Palace's life card is engraved with complex inscriptions, and under the mysterious spatial attainments of the Chess Palace, it can clearly transmit the fluctuations of each big demon before his death, and the initiator of all this has no way to hide, and will immediately be chased and killed by the endless madness of the Chess Palace.

When the bell of the Yellow Bell Palace rings, the entire western frontier will be shocked to hear the vast bell that spreads out and vows not to be shocked to death. The demons on the mountain only closed their eyes and practiced, knowing that the demons had fallen outside, and the demons under the mountain could not guard their gods, hoping that one day they could fill the vacant quota after the fall of the eight-foot mountain demon.

The eight-foot mountain is divided into five palaces and four tones, collectively known as the nine palaces. The first five palaces are at the top of the mountain, the main palace, the Zhonglu Palace, the Nanlu Palace, the Xianlu Palace, the Huangzhong Palace, the mountain top of the demon spirit is wanton and the ocean, thousands of years of accumulation, it is for the Great Xia Demon Palace; , Not accepted by humans outside the Northern Plains, can only stay on the eight-foot mountain, these years the demon palace has not driven these people to extermination, forced to rebound the pipa, there is no choice, can only take a short-lived path of the last stream of cultivation in the Book of Mountains and Seas.

Gu Shengcheng knew that his title of Young Chess Gong was just a joke, and he knew that it was only a matter of time before he was kicked out of the eight-foot mountain. At that time, if you want to live in secret, you will either become the most unsightly little guy in the mountainside four-tone, grovel for those half-human and half-demon four-tone, and live with laughter, or you will leave the eight-foot mountain in embarrassment, and if you are lucky, you may not die in the heavy snow in the western frontier of the northern plains.

Gu Shengcheng didn't bother to think about it so much.

Before he was expelled from the top of the eight-foot mountain, maybe he would find a solution himself.

He stretched out his left hand to cover his eyes, and the severed tail finger could not obscure his vision.

The eight-foot mountain was covered with clouds as pale as snow.

The eight-foot mountain is considered a flawless world.

This is a demon land, and I am a human after all, and I am going to die...... You're going to die on earth, right?

If you don't want to live, then jump in.

No more swallowing your anger.

Gu Shengcheng closed his eyes, his throat rolled, since he was born, he was at the bottom of this world, insulted and trampled on, living secretly, waiting for the opportunity to turn over, he has waited too long, over the years, has he not endured enough, has he not done well enough?

In Fengting City, he can even do the most despicable and shameless sneak attack, and he will do whatever it takes to win the gamble with Gongzi Xiaotao.

He lost.

He should have known that there was no place for him to turn over.

But he was unwilling, wanted to struggle, and was reluctant to swallow this breath even if he tried his best.

He bit off one of his fingers, drove his horse to the foot of Qigong Mountain, and everything he saw and heard along the way was the infamy of himself as a rat crossing the street in the Central Plains.

Gu Shengcheng didn't care about this, he never cared about fame.

It doesn't matter whether it's before or after death.

He can live humblely, but he can't live without hope.

He doesn't want anything now, he just wants death, and the peace before death.

He knew he couldn't wait for this opportunity to turn over.

The harder you live, the less you should have delusions.

He sat up half of his body in a daze, and when he saw Qiushui still squatting beside him, he asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you still doing here?"

Qiushui said aggrievedly: "You want to be quiet, can't I squat here and not speak?"

Gu Shengcheng ignored her, stood up as a deaf ear, stumbled and stretched out his hand, and took out the black snail from his shirt.

Holding the black snail in both hands, he slowly walked to the edge of the roof, and slowly opened his arms in Qiushui's stunned gaze.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Everything that began with you will go because of you.

I don't want to practice anymore, I don't want to struggle anymore.

In the vast blue sky, the black snail fell, drawing a straight black line, and the clouds on the top of the eight-foot mountain had always been very heavy, and suddenly disappeared.

Just a straight fall.

Fall.

I don't know where I'm going to fall.

Falling down an eight-foot mountain.

Fell out of this demonic chess palace and fell into the world of glazed snow.

There was no response.

......

......

After a long time, Gu Shengcheng slowly opened his eyes.

Slightly confused.

He raised his head with some difficulty, the clouds in the sky were shaking in front of him, and his long hair was hanging down, looking at it at a flat glance, the thousands of kilometers of demon mountain walls were in front of him, the world was upside down, a dizziness, dizziness, it turned out that his limbs had lost their balance.

I only felt that my calf was tightly grabbed, and then the stubborn girl scolded angrily: "Surnamed Gu, you want to die like this?"

Echo from the top of the mountain –

Gu Shengcheng Mu Ran was expressionless, frowning slightly, and the feeling of imbalance in his limbs was very uncomfortable, so it took a lot of effort for his hands to reach behind his head, slowly untie the bun that tied the messy hair, and then hold the bun and take a deep breath.

In Qiushui's stunned gaze, he aimed at her hands that were holding her calves.

He said calmly, "Let it go." ”

Qiushui looked at Gu Shengcheng sadly, but what he was facing was the man's calm and almost indifferent dark pupils.

At this moment, a huge sound wave came from the top of the eight-foot mountain—

Huang Zhong Da Lu, the vast bell sound, resounding through the eight-foot mountain!

In the main hall of the Yellow Bell Palace, a life card shattered and exploded all over the sky.

Then came the second life card, and the sound of the third life card shattering -

To be exact, it was twelve life cards, which exploded at the same time in an instant.

The jade faces of the twelve life cards cracked and spread at different speeds, but they cracked and exploded at the same moment, like a sword wiping, and then life and death were separated!

The temple keeper was stunned and looked at the jade shards splashed all over the hall, and his mind went blank.

His cheeks were cut by a piece of jade crumbs that had broken out, and the blood had already flowed half of his face, but he didn't know it, and after a long time, he realized that he had already fallen to the ground, and the ground was full of fragments after the life card was shattered and exploded, and he suddenly raised his hands on the ground, and found that his hands were densely inserted with jade fragments, each of which represented the life of a big demon, and his hands were dripping with blood.

The temple keeper's lips twitched, and he looked at his bloodied hands in a daze, his brain still blank.

Long.

No matter how long.

His brain was finally barely able to think.

Then a deep fear welled up in my bones.

I couldn't help but start trembling all over my body.

This is...... Instant kill?

What kind of wickedness is it...... Can you instantly kill twelve nine-rank demons?

Is it the grandmaster among human cultivators, who came to the chess palace alone?

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In the Yellow Bell Palace, the sound of striking the bell is desolate and tragic.

Resounding through the eight-foot mountain, one sound is better than another.