"Bang."

After hesitating for a while, the white chess finally made a move.

Chen Fan followed closely behind and fell chess pieces.

"Bang."

This piece seemed to fall into the hearts of everyone. Hundreds of monks trembled all over, staring at the chess game in a hurry. The black chess went from the beginning to the death-death battle at this moment, and they were so nervous that they didn't even dare to breathe, with a solemn expression on their faces.

On the chessboard, a fierce attack began.

Chen Fan had already injected all his mind into the chess game and constantly deduced the next trend. His deduction speed was extremely fast. In an instant, one hundred and eight changes flashed through his mind, which seemed to others not even thinking about.

Gradually, the territory of Heizi expanded, and sparks could set off a prairie fire. The great rivers and mountains that originally belonged to Baizi were conquered and killed one after another. Chen Fan went faster and faster, from counterattacking before his death, to calming the situation, and then to turning over and suppressing, in contrast, the speed of Baiqi's move was getting slower and slower and hesitant.

As time passed, after half a stick of incense, Chen Fan had completely turned around and counterattacked. He held a big sword and a big horse and attacked and killed him continuously. Bai Zi retreated step by step and collapsed in a complete set.

"It's about to win!"

In the sky, a monk shouted excitedly.

"Incredible, a small Jindan stage cultivator can crack this immortal endgame so perfectly!"

"Even the dozens of the formation masters of the Immortal Stage have lost their minds in the chess game! This Jindan Stage cultivator is so evil. Who is he?"

"This son has the appearance of a formation immortal, and he will definitely ascend in time!"

“…”

Hundreds of monks were all overjoyed. Now the chess face is already a big advantage, while Bai Ziwei can only curl up and defend. Now even if they are asked to take over Chen Fan’s game, they can win this game!

They waited for the Xuantian Sect for so long just to wait for the endgame to be cracked. Once the endgame is broken, their relatives and friends who are trapped in the Lock of Heart will be able to return to normal.

"Myster Lu Xian's disciple has a strong chess skills and wins with a shocking hand. It's really amazing!"

Jiang Dongxue praised, with a look of marvel, Chen Fan's broken game was so exciting that it was so exciting that it was a visual feast.

"It's good that Master Jiang didn't disappoint him." Lu Changhe smiled slightly. At this moment, even he, the master, admired Chen Fan very much.

Then, Lu Changhe glanced at the Supreme Elder without any trace. He originally thought he could see shock and shame on the old man's face. After all, he had laughed at him so many words openly and secretly, but he didn't expect that he could only see excitement and ecstasy on his face.

"Is the old man so thick-skinned?"

Lu Changhe thought to himself secretly, thinking something was wrong.

At this time, Chen Fan calmly fell down his last piece on the ground, completely killing the white chess.

"Boom!"

A loud noise suddenly came from the chessboard, and the ordinary chess table split on both sides. Hundreds of streams of light flew out from it, drilling into the body of the master of the formation who was sleeping with his eyes closed around him.

After the flowing light flew into the body, hundreds of monks sitting cross-legged on the ground opened their eyes and looked confused.

"father!"

"Husband!"

"Brother!"

Hundreds of monks in the air, seeing their relatives and friends recovering from Qingming Festival, were instantly overjoyed and flew over the sky.

"A Qing, why are you here too?"

"Aren't I invited to Xuantian Sect to crack the immortal chess game? Why do I feel like I've been sleeping for a long time..."

The masters of the formation have just woken up and don’t know what happened. The confused expression on their faces is very strong.

The monks then told them about the fact that they were trapped in the immortal chess game and locked their minds. They pointed at Chen Fan not far away and said, "It was this young man who cracked the chess game just now, and your lost mind was restored."

"What? He cracked the immortal chess game!"

The masters of the Formation Dao were all shocked when they heard this. There were many top-notch strong men in the Immortal Stage. They knew how difficult the chess game was. Chen Fan was only at the Golden Pill Stage. He was able to crack the chess game?

Many masters of the formation immediately expressed their disbelief.

And at this moment, a dazzling fairy light burst out from the cracked chess table, condensing into a kind-hearted and handsome Taoist.

The old Taoist looked at Chen Fan with a smile, his face full of relief and appreciation, and said, "I never expected that the Zhenlong chess game I have worked hard to study for thousands of years was so easy to crack by my friend. Since ancient times, heroes have become young people. I am willing to give up the disadvantage of my friend's chess skills!"

Chen Fan was alert to the sudden appearance of the old Taoist, and then he thought that his master was in the sky, afraid that his old Taoist would give him a hammer, so he asked curiously: "Are you an immortal who came from heaven?"

The old Taoist nodded with a smile and said, "I am called the Formation Heavenly Thunder. I entered the Way with Formation. I became an immortal tens of thousands of years ago. Even in the heaven where there are so many powerful people, I am still a person who shocked the world."

Chen Fan secretly doubted that he didn't know what level of the Immortal Lord was, and suspected that this old Taoist was pretending to him.

However, when Jiang Dongxue and dozens of masters of the formation Taoism heard the word "Immortal Lord", they all showed a shocked expression. They were born from the hidden immortal gate and knew more about the things in the heaven than ordinary people. They knew that the Immortal Lord was a very powerful existence!

Even the founder of their Immortal Sect needs to bow down and surrender to their subordinates when they encounter strong people of the Immortal Lord level!

"I was the Immortal Lord tens of thousands of years ago? Then how long have you lived in total?" Chen Fan asked curiously again.

When the old Taoist heard this, the smile on his face was a little dimmed, and he shook his head and said, "It hasn't been long, and he has lived for less than 100,000 years."

"After entering the realm of the Immortal Lord, I was unable to break through the Immortal King for a long time and finally sat in the long river of time. This is also my destiny."

The old Taoist tone exudes a sense of vicissitudes and ages.

"You are dead?" Chen Fan was shocked.

The old Taoist nodded: "Yes, what I'm talking to you now is only a divine thought left by me."

"Before the deadline, I was unwilling to be able to achieve the formation of my life without anyone to inherit it, so I hid my lifelong inheritance in this Zhenlong chess game. Whoever can crack the chess game will get my lifelong inheritance."

As soon as these words were said, the all the masters of the formations were instantly relieved. The eyes of Chen Fan were filled with fanatical envy, thinking how lucky he was, that was the lifelong inheritance of an immortal!

If they were to receive the inheritance of the Immortal Lord, they would wake up in their dreams, and they would not exchange it for any treasure, because the inheritance of the Immortal Lord itself is a priceless treasure, and you can soar into the sky if you get it!

"Then can you pass on your life to me now?" Chen Fan asked very directly, "I broke the chess game, thank you."

The old Taoist was stunned when he heard this, and then burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!