Yi Xiao leaned against the stone wall, looking at the young man in the ancient robe who was close to his cheek in the wheelchair, trying to search for the information of the young chess player.

A talented chess player who reads minds......

The name is three thousand wins in chess......

The game of the young man in the ancient robe is powerful, covering his own head, and his own lotus phase cannot be compared with the mind reading phase of the anti-heaven game in the chess game.

And such a person, no matter what, should leave a heavy mark in the annals of history, at least a stunning name.

But no.

Qi Liang's library does not have it, and there is no record of the wild history.

Yi Xiao's spirit was extremely tired, and he didn't have too much strength to make superfluous movements.

So he sat on the ground, not out of surprise, or shock, or other strong emotions.

It's because it's comfortable to sit on the ground and saves effort.

His limbs trembled from exhaustion, except for the hand that held the hairpin.

He took off the half of the white cool wooden bun, and the hairpin was removed, and the hair fell naturally, and the waterfall was scattered all over the ground, and with the slight tremor of the body, the hair was also shaking gently.

Only the hand holding the hairpin is as smooth as holding a sword.

Yi Xiao looked at the three thousand wins of the chess path, and after confirming that he had no impression, he slowly shook his head.

The ancient robe chess player sighed softly and said, "It's a pity, it seems that I was really jealous of the talent and died early." ”

Yi Xiao said: "I have something to say. ”

The young man in the ancient robe said with a smile: "Say." ”

"I'm the Overlord. ”

After saying this, Yi Xiao's voice was a little hoarse, he tried to stand up, leaned his face to the young man in the ancient robe, and said seriously: "I am really an overlord." ”

Qidao Sanqiansheng's face was a little stiff, he moved his head back, and said with a little embarrassment: "When that sword cultivator came, he said that he was my king's sword boy, and that one still has some credibility......"

The young man in the ancient robe sighed and said, "I originally hoped that your soul sea could survive for a while longer, but I didn't expect to go crazy so soon." ”

Yi Xiao stared at the young man in the ancient robe, trying to find something from the latter's face, and finally closed his eyes, frowned, and asked in a trembling voice, "If I ...... Is it really an overlord?"

The young man in the wheelchair held his cheek with one hand, and ticked a little on the chessboard with the other, and said softly: "I see something familiar in your eyes, but if it is really the return of our king, then this world is ...... There is no door that can stop him, and I can't do this door, and naturally I can't do it. ”

Yi Xiao lowered her eyebrows and was thoughtful.

Xiao Wang's words suddenly sounded in his mind.

"It's not enough to have the one in the box...... I still need you to ......."

"In the end, you need a little bit of blood, and a little bit of vitality......"

Yi Xiao's eyes lit up with a fierce fire, like a light that suddenly rose in the night, and it was more like grasping the last straw.

He didn't have much left.

A hairpin left by a senior brother.

But he has a little bit of blood, and a little bit of vitality.

His Royal Highness stood up suddenly, trembling his arm, and raised the hanging hand in a panic, and even the sleeves of the tiger's mouth were handed into his mouth, and he bit down, stained with blood, and his fingertips were bloody, difficult and stable, and finally pressed the void chessboard—

Snorted.

Large chunks of blood, like jade beads, jumped back and forth on the chessboard, rolling endlessly.

Yi Xiao's eyes were first expectant, and then in the long wait, the fire in her pupils that had finally ignited was finally slowly extinguished.

The blood beads gradually lose their activity, turn into mist, and diffuse.

"How can this be ......"

Yi Xiao sat down weakly, slowly moved his body, and leaned back against the stone wall, his face paler than before because of blood loss.

He raised his head, and through the void chessboard, he saw Gu Shengcheng on the opposite side, also pale, and his whole hand was drenched in blood, obviously trying a violent way to break the game.

In the sea of souls, because of his reckless actions, he lost some soul power.

Almost faintly imperceptible soul power.

But as the young man in the ancient robe said, the loss of these soul powers is irreparable, and with a trace, there will be a trace less.

Yi Xiao gave up the attempt for a short time, leaning against the stone wall, not knowing what he was thinking.

Gu Shengcheng on the opposite side was the same, sitting down cross-legged, seriously thinking of a way to break the game.

The ancient tomb of Tianmen was quiet again because of the quietness of the two.

There was a long silence in the cemetery.

The young man in the ancient robe sat in a wheelchair, his body condensed in the sky, between the unreal and the real, and his voice broke the dead silence of the heavenly gate.

"You two, it seems...... Sworn enemies?"

Qidao Sanqiansheng sat in a wheelchair, calmly glanced at his two exits, and said in an emotional voice: "In this world, how can there be a real mortal enemy?"

After saying this, there was still a dead silence in the cemetery.

San Qiansheng said softly: "The so-called mortal enemy, if the enemy is still alive, it cannot be regarded as a mortal enemy. Since the beginning of the Fu, the sworn enemy of the overlord has long been killed by him with a sword. ”

Gu Shengcheng's calm voice came from not far away.

"I'll kill him. ”

Yi Xiao heard this sentence and did not speak.

He didn't have the strength to speak, he just smiled lightly, unimpressed.

The young man in the ancient robe sat in a wheelchair, turned his position, faced Gu Shengcheng, and asked two questions: "How do you want to kill?"

Gu Shengcheng was silent.

"You are separated by a gate of heaven, and the more you can pass through this door, the more you can say another. If you want to turn back into the labyrinth and break the stone walls one by one, you will have to consume an unknown amount of soul power. Chess Dao 3000 Sheng said calmly: "The labyrinth in the tomb is extremely complicated, and it is not a simple way to reach the same exit with one force. Take 10,000 steps back, even if you meet together, what can you do?"

"Here in Tianmen, none of you can kill each other, and if you work hard for this, exhaust your soul power, and cause your soul sea to collapse, you will forever lose the opportunity to break the game here. ”

The young man in the ancient robe said softly: "My king has set up a chess game here, and if you can break through the things left in the Heavenly Gate, it will be ten thousand times better than intrigue." ”

Gu Shengcheng was silent for a long time.

He asked softly, "In the Heavenly Gate...... What's there?"

The young man in the ancient robe finally waited for the question he wanted.

He needs to give an answer that is tempting enough.

Everyone in this world has something they want.

The poor want money, food, clothing, and food, and those who have lost power want power, support, and hegemony.

Even the emperor of the world and the lord of a country have unfulfilled wishes.

This wisp of his soul power has been floating in the center of the Heavenly Gate, and for countless years, it has been swaying like a ghost, empty of mind-reading, and no one can watch it.

He calmly and calmly looked at the souls of the two grave entrants.

What is laid out there is simple and straightforward.

Sanqiansheng said softly: "In this world, there are immortals. ”

A brief pause followed.

He knew that Gu Shengcheng didn't want immortality, that man who was covered in demonic energy and wrapped in a huge black robe only wanted to kill the Heavenly Aspect cultivator who was in tattered lotus clothes on the opposite side.

He also knows where it all came from.

He closed his eyes and saw the anger in Gu Shengcheng's heart.

He saw the flickering firelight of Lujia Town, and also saw the clear-faced woman sleeping peacefully on the couch, in the roaring sound of the firelight and sword light, half of the soul was annihilated, and the remaining half of the soul was completely wiped out with the arrow of nothingness that swept through the heavy snow.

Then in the mental reading, there was a sneering voice, it was the sound of the desert yellow sand smashing the face, which was extremely difficult.

He saw Yi Xiao's soul sea, countless sand and dust flying, on the other side of the yellow sand, there was a woman in red who was squatting, one hand pulled off the wooden bun, her long hair was blown away by the wind like ink, and the hideous sword box was screaming in the yellow sand-

On the other side of the yellow sand, there is a strong iron man who does not smile, and a thin man with a hat with grass roots in his mouth, and an old man in black who carries a little girl on his back.

There was also the long dark night, the burst of fire, in which there was a young woman in plain white clothes dyed red, holding swaddling clothes in her arms, and her face was resolute and resolute.

There was a long singing in the fire, and the roaring wind swept by, and it slowly overlapped with the Lujia Town in Gu Shengcheng's mind, and there was a tall and mighty young man who was annihilated by the sea of fire, with his arms outstretched, and his voice didn't have time to come out-

It all went by in an instant.

The young man in the ancient robe saw it all.

The source of everything in the world comes from what you can't ask for.

These are the things that cannot be asked.

And the two men are trapped here, and what they want is so the same.

He thought for a long time, and then said slowly and seriously: "If there is really such a ridiculous thing as immortality, why ...... There can't be a resurrection from the dead?"

After saying this, he saw two men who had originally lowered their heads to think about each other, raised their heads at the same moment, and looked at him in great shock.

The young man in the ancient robe said softly, "It's incredible?"

He pointed at Gu Shengcheng, then at Yi Xiao, and said with a smile: "Your woman is dead, if I tell you that if you enter the Heavenly Gate and can resurrect her, will you still be in such a hurry to kill him?"

Gu Shengcheng was silent.

San Qiansheng then looked back at Yi Xiao and said, "You should know what I'm going to say." ”

Yi Xiao was equally silent.

He said seriously: "Of course, I don't mean to persuade you to reconcile. ”

"You can't kill each other here, and if you really want to fight, you can only kill yourself. ”

The young man in the ancient robe slowly stretched out a hand and pointed to the coffin.

The green grass is shaking.

There was a scabbard stuck next to the coffin.

"If you can break the game...... The person who came here first, holding the sword of the Heavenly Gate, is equivalent to holding the life and death of everyone here. ”