Chapter 39: Victory Tian Banzi(2/2)
Let's start another game with that heaven!!!
The immortal gate opens, and the dead souls leave the world.
When the immortals pass away, there will be no immortals in the world.
Everything in the world is the cycle of cause and effect.
Can't escape.
Can't escape.
This time, it will be a big deal!
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The screen continued to play, but Zhao Yang's interest in watching it was noisy.
Looking at Lu Dongxuan, who was familiar with the sales agent, Zhao Yang narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is this what you planned long ago?"
Lu Dongxuan shook his head.
"How can all the postures in the world be calculated between them and their palms? Your master is just a casual immortal, and he doesn't have such great ability yet."
"Then what do you mean?" Zhao Yang asked softly.
"I... don't know."
He chuckled and shook his head, Lu Dongxuan said freely: "For the first time I came to the dust, I was kind-hearted. I hope that this world will be self-reliant and will not be suppressed by the immortals from now on.
Because of this, this wave of migration occurred.
It is not only to cultivate a group of Taoist species, but also to gain some time and vitality to the approaching of Guixu.
My idea is good and can be executed, but I found that even our group of immortals cannot replace everything with their own will."
Another fairy disc was raised in his hand. Seeing it dancing gracefully on his fingertips, Lu Dongxuan said silently: "Do you believe that a group of monks and Confucian scholars who were pulled out of their backbone actually supported them for hundreds of years under our attack?
Even when he was finally defeated, he shouted at us, saying that this time it did not belong to God, but to our traitors...
Hahaha!
Do you know?
The most ridiculous thing is that we, the group of immortals... actually admitted it!"
Lu Dongxuan said here, and the fairy disc in his hand suddenly exploded.
Turned into a chessboard that stretches through nineteen roads...
On the chessboard, the tits intertwined,
The white flag has the advantage, and the black chess is hidden and exposed inside, only revealing fangs at a few nodes.
However, at this time.
The big dragon of the white flag is about to die, and it is only a few steps away from the destruction.
Opposite the chessboard, there was a blurred phantom that looked down on his face. He held a dark spot in his hand and pointed at the two of them in front of him and laughed.
"In this chess game, Rongde and we are half-something in the world. All the immortals laughed."
The words fell, and the words fell.
The board is opened.
Lu Dongxuan showed helplessness on his face.
after.
I saw that outside the chessboard, I suddenly slapped a big hand and directly overturned the chessboard.
Seeing this, the blurred figure couldn't help but tremble all over, and the chess piece in his hand had not fallen.
It seemed as if it cursed something, and then it was taken away by its other hand.
He did not lose in the game, but he lost outside the board.
It really makes people feel unwilling.
But what can be done?
Seeing Lu Dongxuan playing these for him, and seeing the figure disappear, Zhao Yang's expression did not change at all, but just looked at Lu Dongxuan indifferently:
"He lost."
"He shouldn't have lost."
"If you lose, you lose."
"Because external forces are not counted. If we start another game, we will support us, the outcome may not be possible."
"You really believe in his half-son of heaven?"
"I... believe!"
"puff."
Zhao Yang chuckled, looked at Lu Dongxuan's serious appearance, stretched out his hand and stroked his sword.
"The winner is the king, and the loser is the enemy.
No matter what your ideas you have, how many ambitions you have.
At present, this country is still owned by the Qin Dynasty.
My good teacher.
You can't count on the thousands of generals of Daqin and one million iron troops, because of your words...
Chapter completed!