Be honest!

Fang Xing admitted very honestly at this time that he had indeed fallen into a trap. Although he had long felt that there was something wrong with the bronze mirror, and he was a little too easy to pass the previous levels, he was vigilant in his heart, and he was ready to deal with accidents, but he still didn't expect that there would be an old monster that had lived for thousands of years on the eighth level of this ancient road to the sky......

Hate the Heavenly Ancestors!

This old guy who has become a legendary antique in the ruins, will be waiting for him in the eighth level.

For a while, although he was full of doubts, he didn't have the slightest idea of exploring the root cause, and it was true to run for his life quickly......

At this time, he took out all the strength to eat milk and ran for his life, and his speed had been increased to the extreme......

But unconsciously, the scene around him has changed, the vast black land, has disappeared, but there are countless white or black hills around him, although they are small hills, but they are like peaks through the sky, blocking his way, there is no way to the sky, there is no way to enter the ground, he is trapped in an isolated heaven and earth, and has become one of the chess pieces.

At the other end of the chessboard, there was a skeleton-like Hating Heaven Ancestor, he had already picked up the bronze mirror at this time, this bronze mirror was slashed by Fang Xing with all his strength, the mirror surface had been cut off, and the spiritual light inside was almost lost, but the Hating Heaven Ancestor obviously didn't care much, and casually took a trace of spiritual light, introduced his own knowledge of the sea, and learned a lot of past events through it......

"I see, it's the nosy guy again......"

The Hatred Heaven Ancestor sighed softly, but there was no anger, at this time he didn't even seem to have the strength to be angry.

"When the old man was trapped in the eighth formation. Only one doppelganger turned into a clone and left with a bronze mirror. I wanted to attract the passers. But he didn't expect that Lu Fengtian's gang was bent on treating the old man as the last demon he killed before he sat down, and sacrificed his Fengtian magic sword, but as a result, he injured the old man's doppelganger, and the old man's doppelganger could only seal himself with the last strength in order to prevent the bronze mirror from falling into his hands......"

"Poor, good plan, a variable. So the old man stayed here for thousands of years......"

"I insisted on obtaining the Taishang Dao System Secret Treasure back then, and I didn't hesitate to fall into the eighth level with my real body, only to escape with a clone, and lay down this seemingly perfect game, but I didn't expect that I almost killed myself, isn't this also a cocoon?"

“......”

The Ancestor of Hatred of Heaven muttered to himself, as if crying and laughing.

It wasn't until a long time later that he looked up at the chessboard. Fang Xing, who was still running away like he was desperate, whispered to himself: "It's good." After thousands of years of hard work, he finally waited for a glimmer of life, but such a big situation, it turned out to be just a little ghost who built a foundation, but the old man didn't expect that it would be possible that the people who have returned to the ruins now are so uncompetitive?"

"Forget it, anyway, this kid has a good foundation, let's make do with it......"

After saying this, he gently exhaled a faint breath that touched the mystery of the chess game.

"Boom!"

In front of Fang Xing's escape, suddenly fell from the sky, and a huge chess piece fell, this violent force, he was shocked and flew backwards, and his body slid out of a dozen zhang away on the chessboard, and when he looked left and right, he saw that the thin and bone-like hating Heavenly Ancestor was only two or three zhang away from him, his eyes were looking at himself with interest, and he nodded with satisfaction.

"Little ghost, the ...... you can't escape"

The Hatred Heaven Ancestor laughed softly: "This is the eighth formation laid out by the Taishang Dao Palace, with reference to the thirty-three days of chaos, the evolution of the desperate situation of heaven and earth, and the laying of these ten unique chess games, unbreakable, undefended, no children to fall into, with the old man's cultivation, they are all trapped in this array, thousands of years have not been freed, and even the hope of escape has been abandoned, how can you escape from this mere foundation cultivation?"

Fang Xing's face was expressionless, he turned over and sat on the ground, his eyes swept around a few times.

"Hey, old bastard, what's going on, tell your master!"

He suddenly seemed to be completely unafraid, like a green skin on the street, and asked with a grin.

"You...... You're not afraid of me?"

The Hatred Heaven Ancestor seemed to be a little surprised, and asked hesitantly.

Fang Xing took out the gourd and drank wine, and said, "If you are willing to let me go, don't say that you are afraid of you, you can call your ancestors, but are you willing?"

"Interesting...... Interesting ......"

The Hatred Heaven Ancestor laughed softly and said, "With this sentence, if there is a glimmer of life here, I will let you go!"

Fang Xing pricked his ears and said, "A glimmer of life, what do you mean?"

The Hating Heaven Ancestor understood at a glance that Fang Xing was trying to set his own words, it was estimated that this little ghost was still a paste in his head until this time, and he could not have said it, but firstly, he had not seen outsiders for thousands of years, and secondly, what he wanted to do was also to need Fang Xing to be as desperate as possible, so he coughed lightly and said slowly: "That is to say, there is only one person in this bureau who can get out alive......

"The old man was invincible in his cultivation, and he broke into this Taishang Dao Palace, breaking seven levels in a row, and he was like a bamboo, but he didn't expect that he would be lost in the chess game of the eighth level, and he couldn't break this game for nine hundred and eighty-one days, and he wanted to get out, but he was trapped in this game of chess, and in desperation, he had to turn into a wisp of doppelganger, and left with the bronze mirror, looking for someone to inherit the game of chess for me......"

"You let me play chess for you? I won't, I just flip the board!"

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, although what he said was a bit of a scoundrel, but it was the truth.

The Hatred Heaven Ancestor laughed, and was about to say more, but suddenly coughed lightly, and his breath dropped rapidly.

"Huh, is this old man going to die?"

Fang Xing's eyes lit up, because the Ancestor who hated the sky at this time was like an old man who was about to run out of oil.

But apparently his luck was not good to this extent, the rapidly withering Hatred Ancestor seemed to have long been accustomed to his appearance, but with his last strength, he suddenly took a breath, but this breath was like a giant whale absorbing water, and from the distant void behind him, it attracted a ray of thunder light, and it poured into his body like a thin snake.

"Hoo ......"

With this glimmer of thunder, the Hatred Heaven Ancestor suddenly became a little more energetic, and his vitality also increased a little.

"What kind of treasure is this? Old man, can you share a little bit of me?"

Fang Xing's eyes lit up, and he saw the wonder of this ray of thunder.

"Hehe, little ghost, you have a good eye, this is a wisp of qi in the Creation Thunder Pool, if it weren't for the Tai Xi You Void Technique cultivated by the old man to help me maintain the vitality of the qi that I brought from the ninth level, I would have died here two thousand years ago...... The old man is also tempted, it is the Creation Thunder Pool, if he can take a sip, the old man may even transcend the red dust...... Alas, I was trapped here, and for thousands of years, I knew it was close at hand, but I didn't have a chance to get close to ......."

There was a ghostly fire flashing in the eye sockets of the hating ancestor, and he looked annoyed and envious.

"Creation Thunder Pool?"

Even Fang Xing's eyes lit up when he heard this.

He really didn't know what this Creation Thunder Pool was, but when he heard the name, it was a good thing!

The Hatred Heaven Ancestor also seemed to guess that Fang Xing didn't know the details of the Creation Thunder Pool, so he smiled lightly and explained: "This Creation Thunder Pool is one of the three major creations of the Taishang Dao Palace......

"How?"

Fang Xing subconsciously blurted out a question.

The Hatred Heaven Ancestor also seemed to feel that this little ghost was dying, but he still cared about the method of obtaining the creation of the Taishang Dao System, which was very interesting, so he said patiently: "Actually, it is very simple, this creation is originally reserved for the remnants of the Taishang, as long as you get out of this chess game, and then break the ninth level, you can see the creation thunder pool, and there are even two other ...... of creation."

"It's another chess game......"

Fang Xing seemed a little lost, pondered for a long time, and said, "I don't know how to play chess, it's useless if you catch me......"

"Hehe, you don't need to know how to play chess......"

The Hating Heaven Ancestor felt more and more interesting, laughed softly, and said softly: " The old man was enlightened for nine hundred and eighty-one days, and did not come up with a way to crack this game, but he came up with another way to get out, this nine levels of the sky are mysterious, but when the nine formations of this test were laid, it was already when the Taishang Dao system was about to fall, and the pass left was not rigorous, simply put, each level has a loophole to drill, and the same is true for the eighth level, the old man does not have to break this chess game, just find someone to replace the old man in the game, and the old man can escape from the chess game, or go to the ninth level, or directly leave this ghost place, and get away with the world...... ”

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, and said angrily, "Aren't you cheating?"

The Hatred Heaven Ancestor said: "You have come here from the first level, which level is not cheating?"

Fang Xingdeng was a little speechless, and after pondering for a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up slightly, as if he had thought of something, and said softly: "If there is only one person left in this chess game, then doesn't it mean that I can also ...... it"

The Hatred Heaven Ancestor smiled and said, "Yes, if you have the ability to break out of my palm, you can also keep me here!"

Fang Xing's eyes lit up, and he stood up with the black giant sword.

The Ancestor of Hatred seemed to have seen some big joke, and laughed silently: "When the old man entered the ruins, he was already a cultivator who had survived the three tribulations, and you were just a little ghost who was not even a golden pill, and you still wanted to fight with me?"

Fang Xing didn't smile, tilted his head to look at the Hatred Heaven Ancestor, and said, "How many thousand years have you been here?"

The Hating Heaven Ancestor did not answer, and looked at him with some curiosity.

Fang Xing lowered his head and thought about it, and said softly: "For thousands of years, there was nothing to eat, nothing to drink, not even spiritual energy, only the occasional wisp of Cultivation Thunder Pool breath to maintain vitality...... Let me tell you something, when I first entered the ruins, I met your great-granddaughter of unknown generation, she was not my opponent, and I could pinch her to death when I put it aside, but at that time I had just been hungry for two years, my hands were sore, and I couldn't make a skill, so I was easily taken down by her......"

As he spoke, he looked up at the Hatred of Heaven Ancestor, and said with a ghostly smile: "And you, but you have been hungry for thousands of years......" (To be continued......)