Chapter 269 Heaven Made Chessboard Stars Make Children 2
Conventional Go has nineteen vertical and horizontal lines, and the intersection is where the stone is placed.
At this time, the void chessboard was a huge cube that enveloped the entire Four Symbols Sect.
The empty lines, empty points, and even this three-dimensional chessboard don't look any different.
"Sit on Tianyuan!"
Wen Zhiming suddenly shouted loudly, and a figure instantly appeared in the Tianyuan position in the middle of the chessboard.
Being here, his Qi has increased by more than three times.
After a day of fierce fighting, Lu Haodang had figured out the details of Wen Zhiming. Compared with his own, his cultivation level was not even close to his own.
However, when Wen Zhiming got rid of the encirclement of the three of them and appeared in the Tianyuan position, the aura of Wen Zhiming's body instantly surpassed him by far.
"What kind of secret method can actually improve so much in an instant?" Lu Haodang's face showed confusion.
Immediately, he looked at Jianglong and Huanzhu, "Wen Zhiming's secret method is a bit strange. If we delay for a while, something may happen!"
"Yes!" The two responded, and then three figures attacked Wen Zhiming in the Tianyuan position.
Feeling the three men approaching quickly, Wen Zhiming stretched out his hand and made a move to scatter the chess pieces: "Three three sets!"
Three huge meteorites appeared directly in front of the three people without any warning.
At such a close distance, if he were hit, he would be seriously injured.
But the three of them were not ordinary people. Their reaction speed was extremely fast. Almost as soon as the meteorite appeared, they immediately changed their direction.
Wen Zhiming continued to splash chess pieces: "Three three variations!"
"Drag angle formula!"
"Little flying hanging!"
"Demolish one by one!"
At different intersections, meteorites suddenly appeared one after another. Even with their level of cultivation, it was quite difficult to deal with them.
"Yeah!" With a muffled groan, Huanzhu's figure flew out directly.
And on the trajectory of her upside down flight, dozens of "rumbling" meteorites appeared instantly.
"Not good!" Lu Haodang and Jianglong immediately stood up to save him, and in a hurry, Huanzhu was able to get out of the critical situation.
Tianyuan was safe for the time being. Wen Zhiming took a deep breath. He looked around and saw that the Four Symbol Sect, which was originally Daoyun Tiancheng, was now full of ruins.
These are not scary, what is scary is the monks from the sect who fell one by one.
Those are all monks in the divine transformation stage. Hundreds of years later, the next generation to support the Four Symbols Sect will emerge from among them.
But now, they are fighting with hungry tigers, and they are besieged by jackals.
The future of the Four Symbol Sect has become extremely bleak at this moment.
He looked towards the east, which was the direction of the mortal world, and he shouted in his heart: "Jiang Xiaoyu, stay alive!"
Jiang Xiaoyu, Qiao Lanyue, Lin Xiaowan, Ji Quansheng.
After this battle, they will be the only bloodline left by the Four Symbol Sect in this world.
Wen Zhiming has already fully realized that since the dandelion seeds have flown far away, let the wildfire burn the moment and feel what real fireworks are!
The fingers of his hands suddenly intertwined, "Tian Yuan! Break!"
The Tianyuan beneath his feet exploded instantly.
The aura on his body immediately returned to its original appearance.
Lu Haodang and Jianglong looked at him with puzzled expressions. They didn't know. Wen Zhiming's Qi was fluctuating. What tricks was he playing?
"Nine stars! Broken!"
On the chessboard, nine star positions exploded instantly.
The corners of Wen Zhiming's mouth trembled a little, but he still gritted his teeth and shouted in a deafening voice: "Please! Holy Hand of Heaven and Earth!"
In the void, a huge figure leaned down.
His lower body seemed to be still deep in the Milky Way, but his upper body was already on the chessboard.
His face was covered by flowing white hair.
But it can be seen from his linen gown with no wrinkles that he is a chess player, an unprecedented chess player and an unprecedented chess player.
Wen Zhiming looked up and knelt down, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
"Please give me a hand!"
"Holy hands please!"
"fall!"
"son!"
The sound echoed in every corner of Sixiang Sect.
Both the monks of the Four Symbols Sect and those who wanted to seize the treasure were a little distracted at this moment.
"The Holy Hand of Heaven and Earth?"
"Holy hand of heaven and earth?" Lin Zhihuan blocked Zhao Huaien's fist with one hand and murmured in his mouth.
Then, a trace of tears actually appeared in the corner of his eyes.
He shouted towards Qiao Kaishan and Zhu Junhe: "The Heavenly Master has invited us, the Holy Hands of Heaven and Earth!"
This sound was almost a loud roar.
The eyes of the three people instantly turned red.
That was a sign that they were about to go on a rampage regardless of their lives.
Perhaps sensing Wen Zhiming's request, tens of thousands of withered arms suddenly appeared on the shadow above the dome.
Each arm holds a meteorite in its hand.
"please!"
"Holy Hands!"
There was a long roar, and the phantom's arm disappeared instantly.
No, it didn't disappear, it just happened so fast that, in the Mahayana period, they couldn't even see the afterimage.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The sound of falling pieces was heard endlessly. Every time a piece was made, a monk was hit in the head by a meteorite and his soul was shattered on the spot.
Blood mist, countless blood mist exploded in every corner of Sixiang Sect.
Those opponents who were shouting to fight and kill with ferocious faces one moment, had nothing to do with them the next moment.
The blood mist drifts away, it's the paper money sent to the soul.
"Sect Master...has actually reached this level?"
The disciples were shocked, but the faces of the three elders were distorted, because they understood that this was Wen Zhiming's most powerful move, and it was the strongest blow he had ever performed at the cost of all his cultivation and even his life.
Under the holy hand, everyone is an ant.
At this moment, those monks didn't even have a chance to regret.
There is only one life for a person. If you live, you will win, if you die, you will lose.
For this long journey of spiritual practice, they came to the Four Symbols Sect. They wanted to find an opportunity here and find a way to reach heaven.
However, on the road to cultivation, there is no mercy.
A lifetime of cultivation was all reduced to nothing with the move of the holy hand.
A lifetime of obsession can finally be wiped out at this moment.
Within a dozen breaths, most of the cultivators of the Divine Transformation Stage brought by Qinghongxuan had been lost, and among them, a full five of them who were in the early stage of the Mahayana also lost their souls.
For the first time, Lu Haodang felt a little panicked. He really couldn't imagine why this little old man could burst out with such powerful power in an instant.
Looking at the exploding blood mist, he stood up straight and wanted to shout the word "retreat".
But just as the words reached his throat, he saw a Buddha statue of similar size appearing in front of the holy hand.
"Buzz"
"class"
"tie"
"you"
"Sa"
"埵"
"Hum"
The sound of Sanskrit sounds and the night gradually begins to open.
From outside the sky, there seemed to be a golden Buddha flying towards me.
"Trinity Vajra! It's Trinity Vajra!" The panicked Lu Haodang actually laughed and shouted at this moment.
After subduing the dragon and the demon, he immediately put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Vajrasattva's heart mantra, stop all evils, generate merit, Vajra protector, and you will not be blamed!"
Sanyi's face cannot tell whether he is male or female, his body shape cannot tell whether he is tall or short, and his body shape cannot tell whether he is fat or thin.
He carries a dazzling light and stands in front of the Holy Hands.
The body of the Holy Hand is as if it is in the Milky Way.
His body also seemed to be in an alien world.
"Amitabha, please return to seclusion!"
With a shout of the Buddha's name, the already dimmed holy hand suddenly turned around and disappeared into the vast river of stars.
With the disappearance of the Holy Hand, the dim world immediately returned to the daytime scene.
However, the entire Four Symbol Sect was always shrouded in a hazy red mist.
Wen Zhiming suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and Lin Zhihuan and others quickly supported their bodies.
"Heavenly Master? Heavenly Master!"
Wen Zhiming looked at Sanyi in the sky. Sanyi didn't have any unnecessary expression.
He leaned his head against Lin Zhihuan's hand, then turned his head and looked at the Four Symbol Sect, which had been in business for hundreds of years.
Finally, his eyes fell on the three people in front of him.
He understood that after inviting the Holy Hand of Heaven and Earth, even if he escaped from the battle immediately, he would leave this world completely within three to five days at most.
He wanted to say something to Zhu Junhe, but he swallowed the words as they reached his lips.
"Cough cough cough cough!"
Lin Zhihuan quickly patted him on the back.
Now Wen Zhiming has become that little old man again.
"Do you still remember Longshan Cave, and the method I taught you to open the seal?"
The three of them shook their heads together, "I don't remember."
A smile appeared on Wen Zhiming's lips, and he shook his head, "That's all, the seeds have been sown anyway..."
But his expression suddenly froze.
In the distance, the flying red skirt and the upright young man behind the red skirt are so dazzling.