The green plum in the chess table was stretched out by Emperor Dongyue, and with a few flicks of his five fingers, the disrupted chess game returned to its original appearance.

Wang Xuanfu also broke away from the chess game, his eyes closed, as if recalling the scenes he saw when he spied into the heavens earlier.

If Emperor Dongyue didn't intervene, he would definitely see more useful things, and of course the injuries would only be more serious, so he couldn't say that he hated him now, but it was a little pity.

"Don't get distracted, play chess. Emperor Dongyue lifted the wine jug on the corner of the table, and the wine gurgled in the glass.

Wang Xuanfu's mind was disturbed by the sound of water, and he had to put aside those complicated thoughts in his mind, and he thought about it for a while, although some places have not been calculated and verified, but there is a way to solve the dilemma of the small cave in Yangshan, and he was disturbed by Emperor Dongyue, and he was also quite irritable, he opened his eyes and glared at him indifferently, and then took out a white piece from the chess basket, but it did not fall on the chessboard, and with a slight press, the void cracked a pitch-black gap, and the white child fell into it and disappeared immediately, and he didn't know where he went, and then looked up at Emperor Dongyue, showed a smile on his face, and said: "What does the emperor think of my chess move?"

Emperor Dongyue's face changed slightly, and without thinking about it, he took out a sunspot from the chess basket and put it towards the place where Wang Xuanfu had fallen before.

The divine power on the chess pieces surged, shaking the void into a circle of ripples, like ripples on the surface of a lake, but no matter how hard he tried, the previous void could not be torn apart, as if it was frozen by some kind of force.

"Don't you even understand the rules of chess? Wang Xuanfu snatched the flask from his hand and filled a glass with himself, with a kind of victor's mockery in his smile.

Emperor Dongyue tried, but to no avail, he had no choice but to give up, his strength and realm were comparable to Wang Xuanfu, and he had already survived the second catastrophe, but Sanqing Palace was the home of others. Fighting with people here, he doesn't have the slightest upper hand, his eyes wander on the chessboard for a moment, and he adds another one at the end of a chess path, and the fall is decent, which is completely different from Wang Xuanfu's antelope hanging horns and boundless chess, only the role of defending.

It's just that the moment the chess pieces fall on the chessboard, they also tear the void, and they don't know where to go.

At the same time, Pingdu Mountain is blessed in the palace. Zhang Qian had already met with King Yan and asked about the situation, so he went straight to the Taoist palace where Yang Jiye was retreating in Houshan.

did not greet politely, directly and rudely broke all the forbidden formations in the Dao Palace, these formation prohibitions were formed by slight changes in the original formation pattern of the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain, Zhang Qian naturally did his homework in advance, the whole process was effortless, and the ban was also broken to startle the snake, deep in the Dao Palace. A series of dark yellow blue and yellow spring true qi suddenly broke out of the window, rolling and running like a fierce giant python, making a sound of water that made people's souls tremble, as if tens of thousands of evil ghosts were laughing strangely. coiled in the courtyard, and then the wooden door of the quiet room was gently pushed open, the friction sound was a little hoarse and low, and Yang Jiye walked out of the room.

See the face of the comer. Yang Jiye was also slightly stunned, then frowned slightly, and spit out four words with a gloomy expression. "The ghost doesn't go away. ”

"Looking for you, I've wasted a lot of my effort. Zhang Qian took a step forward gently, and the last prohibition that protected the courtyard suddenly collapsed.

Yang Jiye no longer answered, looked up at the sky above his head, and saw that the Vientiane Spirit Rune Array was still like a vast glow covering the entire sky, he couldn't help frowning slightly, he thought that this Taishang Daoist was killing all the way into the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain, but the Vientiane Spirit Rune Array was intact, and the divine sense sensed the entire cave sky, and did not find any traces of killing, extremely detrimental to him.

If he was still defeated in his hands this time, he might not even have a way to live, and a strong sense of crisis surged into Yang Jiye's heart.

But there was no fear in his heart!

Although he was defeated in the hands of this Taishang Daoist one after another, he never thought that his strength was inferior to the other party, but because of bad luck, there was no shadow in his heart, even if there was, Yang Jiye also knew how to restrain the fear in his heart, in his eyes there was only life and death, fear was just a useless add-on, which would only affect himself and make himself weaker, and today his strength is stronger than at the beginning, refining the golden pill of pure dust made his cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, directly stealing hundreds of years of Taoism, proving the immortal karma position, and refining'Qianyuan Creation Pill' also transformed his originally weak body into a golden body of Qianyuan Creation.

Now that he is in an unprecedented state of prosperity, what capital does the Taishang Daoist have to fight with him?

Zhang Qian looked at Yang Jiye's broken arm that had regrown, and also knew that he had probably refined the 'Qianyuan Creation Golden Pill' now, and there was an aura of perfection and immortality on his body, which was obviously formed into a golden pill, although it gave people a feeling far less pure than that of Biyou Dao people. Flawless, after all, his current realm is stolen, but the Jindan realm is a watershed on the path of cultivation, as soon as you enter this realm, you can be called an immortal, although the Jindan immortal Zhang Qian has also killed a few, but Yang Jiye has not become a Jindan day has been extremely difficult, and now he has cultivated to become an immortal, and the Huangquan Taoism has also reached a new realm, and the Biluo Huangquan Dazhen Qi in the courtyard even contains spirituality.

stared at him like poisonous snakes, making people dare not underestimate him.

Biluo Huangquan Great True Qi corrodes all things, Zhang Qian has many unique skills, when the Yin and Yang True Gang Divine Thunder is cast, even the Jindan Immortals can only retreat, but there is no guarantee that the Yin Yang Thunder Fruit will not be affected by the Yellow Spring's Qi, especially this kind of Biluo Huangquan Great True Qi that has already given birth to spirituality, so the best choice to fight with Yang Jiye is naturally close to him, and fight with him with the power of the flesh.

At the moment when the ban was shattered, Zhang Qian suddenly approached and smashed Yang Jiye in the chest with a punch.

The terrifying fist squeezed out all the air in front of him in a domineering manner, and the power raged wildly along the direction of the airflow, and the surrounding houses suddenly collapsed and became ruins, and the scattered bricks and stones were blown into dust by the wind before they hit the ground, swept away like a wave!

Zhang Qian's breath was all constricted, and his divine consciousness was except for the surging broken tiles, bricks and stones around him. I couldn't feel anything, and I couldn't capture the trajectory of Zhang Qian's punch at all.

Only the breath of death is invading madness.

Yang Jiye seemed to be stunned, letting the rubble and gravel wrapped in the wind hit him like a storm.

There was a crackling and dense sound!

Like thousands of hailstones whistling down from above the nine heavens, the Dao robe on his body was full of holes in an instant, but there was no expression on his face.

If you use the physique of an ordinary cultivator, you will be hit by these rubbles and rubble, and your body will already have thousands of holes, even if you are a Jindan immortal, Zhang Qian's arm strength is tens of millions of catties, and the explosive power of one punch is even more amazing. It is a mountain hundreds of zhang high, and it can be shattered with a punch, but Yang Jiye is now safe and sound under the influence of the boxing storm, Zhang Qian is not surprised by this scene, 'Qianyuan Creation Pill' is the supreme elixir that his father spent a hundred years refining for a hundred years, and it was stolen by Yang Jiye, and now he has cultivated into 'Qianyuan Creation Golden Body', if he can't even bear this bit of wind and waves. It's really insulting to the name of the elixir.

But he didn't believe it, Yang Jiye dared to use his body to take this punch!

In the face of Zhang Qian's domineering punch, Yang Jiye's reflection did seem a little slow, if it was half a year ago. In the face of this punch, he had no chance of escaping, and he was also a little surprised that Zhang Qian's strength had increased so much. didn't dare to be careless, his eyes condensed, staring at Zhang Qian. Since the divine sense can't be captured, then use your eyes to discern it, the greatest use of Qianyuan's golden body is to change, the physical body can change as you like, due to the innate limitations of the human body, it is impossible for the human eye to capture Zhang Qian's body trajectory, the pupils of his eyes suddenly gave birth to layers of grids, turning into a beehive-like appearance, and everything in front of him seemed to slow down in an instant.

A fist wrapped in white turbulence appeared three feet in front of him, and Yang Jiye only felt that his chest was slightly sunken by the huge force wrapped in the fist, and his heart almost stopped beating at this moment.

Shocked, he raised his hand and placed a sword across his chest.

Before he could slash out, his fist smashed into the blade, and the sword of the afterlife was suddenly pressed by the huge force into a breathless arc, as if it was about to be broken.

The terrifying impact made Yang Jiye's body curl up slightly, but he was not carried upside down by this force, the boots under his feet were torn apart in an instant, and his feet turned into a pair of huge eagle talons, which slammed into the ground, and plowed a few deep ravines on the hard floor tiles before he could barely resolve this force, and then lifted his waist and hips, and gave birth to wings on his back, like a fierce bird in the primeval period, and suddenly launched a counterattack. The Sword of Life slashed towards Zhang Qian's head with the endless Biluo Huangquan Great True Qi, and the whole world seemed to have turned into purgatory, with the sound of evil ghosts crying and yin souls laughing miserably, which made people feel confused.

"Qianyuan's body of creation is really a bit mysterious. Zhang Qian failed to succeed in a blow, but he was also a little surprised when he received a salute.

If Yang Jiye only relied on the methods of the Jindan Immortals, he was afraid that he would have been reduced to a puddle of minced meat, but relying on the various changes in the golden body of Qianyuan to create and transform the golden body, he would have resolved all the crises he suffered.

Looking at the purgatory world that was pouring down, Zhang Qian also felt a little tricky, the breathless armor made a sizzling sound under the erosion of the great true qi of the Biluo Yellow Spring, like hot oil poured on the delicate skin, in which the formation prohibition collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and if it lasted for two breaths at most, the breathless armor would lose its due protective effect, and the sword of the afterlife was ten thousand pounds, and it could definitely cut through the leakless spirit body, and the situation seemed to be a little dangerous.

The shoulder armor has been pierced by the Huangquan Biluo Dazhen air, a chill invaded in, and the shoulder was suddenly numb, Zhang Qian seemed to feel something, raised his hand in the air and shook it, and suddenly there was a loud buzzing sound.

The sword of the dead was actually grasped in his hand, and the blade rubbed against the breathless armor, and sparks flew everywhere.

As soon as Zhang Qian's wrist twisted, he wanted to grab the sword!

He thought that he was ten times better than Yang Jiye in terms of physical strength! However, the sword could not be taken down, and at the moment when he exerted his strength, Yang Jiye's arm holding the sword suddenly became extremely soft, like a boneless spirit snake, and the joints were twisted into an extremely terrifying arc, which failed to make him let go, and at the same time, his left hand and fingers were like a sword, wrapped in the great true qi of Biluo Huangquan, and flew towards his chest!

The soft armor in the palm of the palm is already weaker than elsewhere, and after such a stalemate for a moment, it has almost been cut by the sword of the afterlife, once the Huangquan Biluo Great True Qi is stained on the body, even the non-leaking spirit body can't bear it, and it will lose its consciousness for a period of time, Zhang Qian had no choice but to stop and shook his hand violently. Swing Yang Jiye away with his sword, he was already a little dry in his heart, this 'Qianyuan Creation Golden Body' is too difficult, he has not yet cultivated into a golden pill, and all his supernatural powers have been restrained by the great true qi of Biluo Huangquan, and it is difficult to exert his due combat power, so he can only fight with him with the power of his body, but if he continues to be entangled like this, he may not be able to subdue it for a while and a half, and even variables will be born.

He didn't want to use external forces to defeat Yang Jiye. But now, I can't care so much.

Stretching out his hand, Biyou was taken out by him, and when he retreated to open the distance, with a flick of his fingers, a spirit rune flew out of the bag.

Yang Jiye saw that the Taishang Daoist was forced to retreat by himself, and he actually used means such as spirit runes to stop himself, and he felt a little funny, such a fight between the two. How could it be that a mere spirit rune can influence the situation, it seems that he is already at the end of the strong crossbow, although the previous sword was grabbed by him, but the shoulder armor has been pierced by the Biluo Huangquan Dazhen Qi erosion. I'm afraid that his body has been ravaged by the Huangquan Biluo True Qi, and the successive defeats have accumulated endless anger in his heart, and after gaining the upper hand at this time, he finally began to vent. He could have easily avoided that rune, but he didn't, and struck with a wave of his hand. His fingertips tore the paper into pieces.

A surging chill swept over from the shattering of the rune paper!

The ice and snow in the entire courtyard plummeted, and a thin layer of frost was covered on the ruins and broken walls, and Yang Jiye was also attacked by the cold, and his eyebrows suddenly turned white!

What a fierce talisman!

Zhang Qian's method of manipulating the spirit rune was extremely poor, almost throwing it casually, and the breath of the spirit rune was also extremely weak, Yang Jiye naturally regarded this spirit rune as his delaying strategy, just to delay himself, and it was not very powerful, who knew that the cold contained in this spirit rune was so terrifying, if he hadn't cultivated the 'Qianyuan Creation Golden Body', this cold wave could freeze him into a serious injury.

But now for him, the frost is a little painless.

Jumping over, like a tiger jumping over a stream, the frost and snow condensed on the eyebrows fell off, and a layer of fine fluff was born on the body, preventing the Taishang Taoist from repeating his old skills, and at the same time a sword stabbed into Zhang Qian's arms, but before he could warm up, countless yellow runes flew out of the brocade bag in his hand, and the dense runes flew out one after another, like snow in the middle of winter, whistling and rotating with the wind, sweeping towards Yang Jiye.

His slightly improved expression returned to his previous gloom, Zhang Qian carried the number of spirit runes on his body was beyond his imagination, and he also had a lesson from the past, he didn't dare to borrow it with his hands, the sword of the past rolled up, and the sword qi rolled up like a tide, sweeping away all the runes that flew towards him, but he failed to prevent the explosion of the runes, or turn into wind and snow, Or turned into flames, although Yang Jiye greatly dissolved the power that erupted from the talisman, he was inevitably affected, his hair was burned off, his hands holding the sword were frozen bruises, and his head was also smashed with stones and bloody, although they were all small injuries, but they did make people feel ashamed.

Yang Jiye was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and when the residual power of these spirit runes dissipated, he would have to break the corpse of this Supreme Daoist into thousands of pieces to dissipate the anger in his heart.

However, the spirit runes in the brocade bag seem to be endless, like a tongue of fire brought up by the bellows, frantically venting outward, this picture is simply shocking, Yang Jiye has personally felt the power of these spirit runes, although the breath is weak but the lethality is not to be underestimated, it is obviously a master's handwriting, this Taishang Daoist is the elder of Yangshan Xiaodongtian, and the family background is understandable, but there are more than 100 pieces that can be accepted by him, but the spirit rune that spews out of the brocade bag is like a flood bursting the embankment, just in the time period of two or three breaths, I am afraid that there are as many as two or three hundred Dao, and the momentum has not stopped, but it is becoming more and more fierce！

These two spirit runes may not be able to hurt him, but quantitative change can lead to qualitative change.

Hundreds of spirit runes erupted one after another in an extremely short and extremely narrow space, and all kinds of chaotic heaven and earth spiritual qi were entangled together, as if tearing the surrounding world into a mass of debris, violently colliding.

Yang Jiye's speed of swinging the sword was so fast that he couldn't even catch it, and he was completely out of order, that is, he tried his best to prevent these spirit runes from bombarding his body, but in the huge storm composed of this spirit rune, it seemed a little useless, the clothes on his body had been shattered into rags, and there were deep wounds everywhere, and a layer of hard bone armor had been generated on the surface of Yang Jiye's body, and he still couldn't change the status quo.

At the eyebrow bone, the long hook that the charm turned into was slashed, and the eyeballs fell out of the eye sockets and hung on the cheeks, and the whole person could no longer be described as embarrassed, it could only be terrifying!

The emotions on his face at the moment were mixed, both angry and a little sad.

The golden pill vitality in the body has been consumed at an almost terrifying speed, but the talisman in the bag still shows no signs of exhaustion, it is too aggrieved.

"Isn't it because I'm going to die here today? For the first time, Yang Jiye felt that death was so close to him, he was too careless to hand over the Vientiane Spirit Rune Array to King Yan for control, he thought he could control this person, but he didn't expect that this guy was actually the inner line of the Taishang Daoist, and now there is not even one way to retreat, although there is still a secret passage in King Yan's mansion, there is no need to count on it.

An hour had passed, and the entire mountain had almost flattened the spirit runes, and there was still a steady stream of spirit runes in the bag.

When the last trace of vitality in his body was consumed, Yang Jiye only heard a click, and the golden pill in his body was actually shattered, and he was scattered among his limbs and hundreds of bones again, and his body was weak and collapsed to ......the ground!