Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Game of Life and Death

There is no other reason, in the punch behind him, Yue Fan had clearly felt its power, if it was so close, he must have already been vomited blood from the serious injuries of the Gangfeng belt, not like now, he could only let his clothes wave.

Yue Fan was determined, and continued to move forward without hesitation, no matter what kind of noise there was behind him, his body did not pause, at this time, the punch behind him was about to bombard Yue Fan's body, and the corner of Yue Fan's eyes clearly saw this scene, but Yue Fan did not blink, his steps were gentle, and he walked forward calmly.

The moment that punch hit Yue Fan's body, it suddenly turned into a gray mist and dissipated, and in the mist, Yue Fan's figure slowly walked out.

All the way to more than ninety zhang, seeing that there was still a distance of less than ten zhang, Yue Fan was able to cross the bridge, but at this moment, suddenly behind him, there was a slight cough.

This cough, the sound was very small, but when it fell in Yue Fan's ears, it was like thunder, reverberating in his mind, his footsteps stopped involuntarily, his body trembled slightly, and two lines of tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The coughing continued, and although Yue Fan knew that all this was an illusion and was all false, Yue Fan still had the urge to look back.

Xiao Fan turned around and asked his father to look at the familiar voice, slowly came, Yue Fan clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a hint of determination in his eyes, he took a deep breath and continued to move forward.

The voice that came from behind him was the voice of Yue Fan's father, Yue Chongyi.

Yue Fan was captured by the golden-scaled eagle, and now, it has been more than half a year, and he wanted to return home as soon as possible, but a series of things have made his simple wish, until now, it has not been realized.

Yue Fan can imagine how anxious and even desperate his father should be at this moment, and Yue Fan's longing mood is the same, this kind of torment makes Yue Fan want to immediately grow his wings and fly back to the Immortal Spirit Mountain Range, but Yue Fan has also rapidly transformed in this short period of more than half a year, and slowly adapted to a series of survival rules in the immortal cultivation world.

Just like a young eagle always has to spread its wings, after leaving home, Yue Fan has also seen more scenery, and his mind has matured a lot at the moment, clearly maintaining a trace of clarity in his heart, and holding back his desire to turn back, Yue Fan walked forward.

Because Yue Fan knew that if he wanted to really go home to see his father, he couldn't turn back at this moment.

Xiao Fan's father wants to see his baby, why are you so ruthless, you don't even look back Yue Fan closed his eyes again, his steps trembled slightly, but he still walked forward firmly, without the slightest hesitation and pause, and suddenly walked to the end of the bridge.

The moment he stepped into the end, his father's voice disappeared, and the sound of the little pig's humming came into Yue Fan's ears, and the little pig's original broken mental sense was also connected again.

Yue Fan never turned around, he was silent for a long time in front of the spiral nest at the end of the long black bridge, sighed lightly, stepped into the whirlpool, and disappeared into the whirlpool.

When he walked out of the spiral nest, Yue Fan looked around, his brows furrowed slightly, and the little pig beside him let out a threatening hiss, staring at a towering giant tree that appeared in front of Yue Fan.

Could it be that this is the real third level? Yue Fan groaned, because since the point of no return came out, the huge spiritual power that was expected did not appear at this moment, but such a towering giant tree appeared.

Around that towering giant tree, densely packed. There are a lot of wooden stakes of one zhang long and different thicknesses, which make this place look a little desolate, and under this tree, there is a chessboard, on which the black and white sons are scattered, the white children are gone, only a black seed, placed on the side of the chessboard, as if waiting for someone to take it.

In the game of life and death, you have a chance to give away a hundred years of life, but you can leave here, and the voice of vicissitudes of life and indifference echoes in the whole world.

With the appearance of this voice, a tree stump in front of Yue Fan suddenly collapsed and exploded, and out of it came a figure of an immortal fifth-order cultivator, covered in blood and mist.

This figure couldn't see his face clearly, his body was blurred, only a pair of bloody eyes, exuding bursts of blood-red light, revealing strands of murderous intent, as soon as he appeared, he roared in his mouth, and he went straight to Yue Fan and roared.

Yue Fan's eyes flashed, and he also jumped forward, punching out, and the little pig beside him let out a sharp hiss, rushing out with Yue Fan.

The roar echoed, and after a while, Yue Fan watched the blood-colored figure of the fifth order of the immortal disciple in front of him dissipate and dissipate, and as this figure dissipated, from above his body, bursts of aura surged straight towards Yue Fan, and instantly rushed into the bodies of Yue Fan and the little pig beside him.

I see, feeling the slightly increased aura in his body, Yue Fan's eyes showed a hint of joy.

What I have to do now is to drop that black piece on the chess game, looking at the black and white chessboard under the big tree in the distance, Yue Fan's eyes showed a hint of determination.

As for the words that he could leave this place after giving away a hundred years of life, as soon as Yue Fanfang heard it, he directly left it behind.

It must be known that when a monk is in the immortal stage, his longest life expectancy is only less than two hundred years old, if he gives out a hundred years of longevity in this way, under the degradation of his physical functions, if he wants to break through to enter the immortal stage, I am afraid that it will be many times more difficult than when the longevity is sufficient.

And every time you are promoted, the longevity that can be increased is limited after all, that is to say, the younger you break through the immortal apprentice period, it also means that you can go further on the immortal road in the future, one step ahead, step by step, and if you have a hundred years less longevity in the immortal apprentice period, it can basically be said that the immortal road in the future will be narrower and narrower.

In this way, giving away a hundred years of longevity, for most people, is equivalent to completely cutting off the immortal road, and the punishment for their withdrawal is not small.

Maybe some of the few monks who came in with them would choose to send a hundred years of life and leave this place, but Yue Fan didn't think about it at all, because in his heart, he always had the heart of a strong man, constantly cultivating and making breakthroughs, and seeing more scenery on the immortal road, which was also his pursuit, and Yue Fan was never willing to spend this life in mediocrity.

Even if you are a meteor that flashes away, you don't make a stone that is always the same!

At this moment, another banging sound came out, and this time, three stumps were cracked, but the aura at this time had already turned into the peak of the fifth order of the immortal disciple.