Chapter 1,269 Entering the game with your own body
The four of them stared at the smaller and smaller regular ball. Just when everyone thought it was over, they only heard a click!
A crisp crackling sound resounded on the regular sphere, and a faint and sinister aura emerged from the airtight regular chain.
Immediately afterwards, the ball quickly expanded like an stimulated puffer fish, and then exploded with a bang and turned into fragments of laws all over the sky.
The Highness is wearing a dark robe, his hair is windless and his eyes are all white except for two black spots in the middle.
"Even the Quasi-Immortal Emperor cannot suppress me easily!"
The aura of His Highness at this time was unusually terrifying, something that even a half-step quasi-immortal emperor could not exude.
He stepped forward to kill the quasi-immortal emperor in the dark, and wherever he passed, time and space were shattered.
"It's amazing that you have come this far. If there are no restrictions, there may be another quasi-immortal emperor in the next era!"
The quasi-immortal emperor's voice in the dark was a little cold. The purpose of killing His Highness was to prevent the Palace of Hell from becoming bigger and stronger.
The four emperors in one sect, such a force, the ten emperor-level forces will never allow them to exist.
The secret method used by the Quasi-Immortal Emperor to hide his true identity could no longer be hidden, and my true appearance was revealed.
As a result, Juzhu, who originally wanted to kill someone quietly but walked away after the incident, revealed his true identity in front of everyone.
"Small things must be done. I have said that being entrusted by others is the only way to be loyal!"
"Don't even think about running away!"
Halfway up, the quasi-immortal emperor of Shenming Palace spoke to Zongheng.
The top half-step quasi-immortal emperor of Mo Wenlou spoke up, revealing the true identity of the quasi-immortal emperor Zongheng.
At that time, Zongheng finally hid himself again. He wanted to rescue the quasi-immortal emperor in front of the missing quasi-immortal emperor in Juzhu, but he was afraid that it would be possible to expose his identity!
Then he opened his first seven fingers, and the scattered power of law turned into countless divine swords and shot towards the small hall.
Zong Hengren couldn't help but question the small hall, eight quasi-immortal emperors, even if they go to the battlefield of quasi-immortal emperors, it is enough to put the seventh hall master of the Yama Palace in danger.
Immediately after saying the words, Shan Ji and the Immortal Emperor of Shenming Palace found themselves unable to retreat even an inch, and behind Bagen Jiangchen, a figure was also revealed by the weakling.
Two chess pieces hit the giant pillar, forcing me to resist.
"The younger generation stops Shan Ji, I will leave this person to you!"
At this moment when he saw Yu Dao, the people in the small hall suddenly narrowed their eyes.
Juzhu snorted and used his own rules to sacrifice a chess piece. In an instant, not more than a dozen chess pieces were surrounded and killed.
"Zongheng, we are delaying time. Remove the chessboard. If he leaves on his own, you will make things difficult for him!"
"Did his eldest son kill my father or my mother to deal with him? As for that!"
The Quasi-Immortal Emperor of Shenming Palace looked at Zongheng across from him and said without any admiration, "The Quasi-Immortal Emperor, the ultimate goal is to get one step closer."
Shan Ji, the quasi-immortal emperor, was a casual cultivator who attained Taoism. In front of him was the Palace of Gods. Later, Xu Changqing and Jin Xuan came to witness it when they were Xiaoxi, and their relationship with Jin Han could be regarded as Yu Dao.
Seeing the little bell, Zongheng felt no regrets. Another quasi-immortal emperor asked whether it was right or wrong to intervene in that matter.
Zonghengre snorted, and then the chess pieces under the previous chessboard finished appearing, all white and seven colors, and the pieces were placed according to the ordinary rules.
The fog under the man in the dark instantly dissipated. The seven top half-step quasi-immortal emperors all looked at me in surprise, obviously expecting my identity.
Very slowly, I hit the small bell, and I could not figure out the identity of this person, a quasi-immortal emperor from Shenming Palace.
Just when the giant pillar was about to go to the small hall with serious injuries, the dragnet inside suddenly opened a portal.
"When I enter your chessboard, I will act according to your rules. Everyone, please enter the urn!"
"It turns out it's him. If you die today, you will kill him tomorrow!"
If we want to talk about who is most suitable for having a headache at this time, it is naturally Shan Ji.
Looking at His Highness' current appearance, some people feel very lucky.
"Stubbornness is a spirit!"
The other seven of us in the battlefield all saw Zongheng's face. We had so little experience with the quasi-immortal emperors, and everyone could recognize those quasi-immortal emperors.
A chessboard of heaven and earth was thrown out vertically and horizontally, and I saw my hands making seals. In an instant, the chessboard fell between the sky and the earth, shrouding the eight Jiang Chens in it.
Very slowly, something interesting was discovered in the small hall. This was not the owner of the small clock. Compared with the giant pillar, it seemed to be inferior.
The direction was naturally towards the central region, and after running halfway, Zongheng suddenly turned around and flew towards the east.
"he got hurt!"
There was a hint of domineering in the words spoken in the small hall. Even when facing the quasi-immortal emperor and he was at a disadvantage, he seemed to be looking down on him.
Counting the small battle on the other side of the battlefield between the Palace of Hell and the Heavenly Soul Clan, there were less than ten quasi-immortal emperors participating.
White chess pieces instantly appeared on Zongheng's feet, filling the battlefield space.
However, both of them made moves very quickly, almost stuck in their moves.
"Damn it!"
No one expected that there would be a hunt for a trap in the small hall, and eight more quasi-immortal emperors would appear.
After Zongheng listened, he even thought about agreeing.
However, the dragnet that still imprisoned that space turned into golden walls, blocking my face.
"It's a matter of loyalty to others. I'm afraid he will kill me today!"
Ever since I was chased by the mortal man and the big ugly man, I had exposed my special relationship with the Hundred Heaven Sword.
Besides, we are all quasi-immortal emperors, so who is afraid of whom? Whether the Palace of Hell can withstand that small catastrophe is still a question!
I saw me holding a spear and killing him directly, turning around to block the giant pillar.
The people in the small hall were probably just watching at this time, and the spiritual energy emerged, turning into a ghost and killing towards the giant pillar.
Everyone thought that the identity of the person who took action should be one of the ten little emperor-level forces, but they thought it would be me.
The war resumed, and His Highness, who had fully activated his Dao Fruit, was no longer as helpless as before.
"It's him, Zongheng!"
However, no one expected that the seventh intention did not happen. Just when I was about to retreat to the front line for a decisive victory with a sure chance of victory, an unexpected quasi-immortal emperor suddenly came back.
The eight of us are on one side of the giant pillar, and the Zongheng and the small hall are on the other side.
Especially a reclusive sect like Bai Danji.
"Junior, you can go first!"
At that moment, eight Jiang Chen suddenly appeared behind the two of them, and terrifying soul ripples emerged. The two of them were shocked for a moment. Was it because the giant pillar in front of them and the quasi-immortal emperor of the Divine Palace were still there in that moment?
It's almost time to kill.
The Dao Fruit was fused in the small hall, and his strength was between the half-step quasi-immortal emperor and the quasi-immortal emperor. The spear pierced the small bell, and the terrifying impact sound resounded for four days.
"Giant pillar!"
The two people in front of me were naturally chasing after me, trying to escape, and they still didn't have two brushes. Wherever I passed, it seemed like there were chessboards on my feet.
Juzhu's face was clear. He wanted to waste no more time, so he used his magic weapon to kill the small hall.
As a result, there is indeed a series of thoughts, and the first thought that appears is not the strength of the small hall. I understand the path of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor more deeply than anyone else.
The small bell in the hand of the quasi-immortal emperor of the Shenming Palace was spinning. I threw it several times in succession, and every time I was defeated in the small hall.
"Don't talk nonsense. If I want to kill you, I'd better win the game of chess first!"
Others know that I was injured, so if I can scare Ju Zhu into taking action today, Zong Heng will be happy and free.
But thinking about the conditions offered by Shenming Palace, Juzhu decided to give it a tough go.
"I'll break it for you!"
As a result, as soon as we walked out, no one came towards us.
Killing a small Rashomon temple means that there are no more useful talents.
Zonghengyou and Juzhu talked nonsense, took Xiaodian Shang and left through the entrance.
Zongheng's eyes widened, but there was no bitterness in his heart. We would really think that we are so righteous.
Taking a step back, all the white chess pieces around him turned into fly ash in an instant. The place where the quasi-immortal emperor stood was not his own domain, and his majesty was blasphemous.
If you are exposed, you will be exposed. Anyway, as long as you kill Xiaodian Shang, Qingyi wanted to take revenge on me beforehand, but the God Palace was not standing in front of me.
It just so happened that the second master of the Palace of Hell was seriously injured and the whole sky was in chaos. It was the best time to take action.
Everyone knew about the bad relationship with Geshan at the Rashomon Temple.
Even if I kill the master of the small palace, when the master of the Rashomon Sect comes back, I am afraid that he will have to fight with me whether I die or not.
He took a step forward and came to the side of the small hall. He waved his hands and sacrificed the chess pieces, which turned into blue clouds and smoke, blocking Shan Ji's sword energy from her body.
It can only be said that the Quasi-Immortal Emperor is not a Quasi-Immortal Emperor. Even if he is seriously injured, he is still a Quasi-Immortal Emperor.
"cute!"
This guy is difficult to deal with!
"Killing you, he thinks he doesn't have a chance yet?"
"Sure, Zongheng, never thought that he could comprehend such a low-level and profound way of law!"
When Zongheng saw that scene, he sighed, it seemed like there was something better.
Four chess pieces landed between the small hall and the Quasi-Immortal Emperor of the Divine Palace. Zongheng grabbed me, and the two of them ended their time and space movement in an instant.
On the small hall, ghost claws were condensed with the spirit of the netherworld. Between the two people, the sword energy was everywhere, and the collision of rules showed the most primitive state at that moment.
I heard a voice in the small hall, telling me to leave quickly. If I was determined, I followed the door and went out.
"The Heavenly Soul Clan will also target him!"
As we all know, two of the eight quasi-immortal emperors in Shenming Palace were seriously injured, one of whom was Nayu Dao.
As for whether the owner of the voice is credible or not, there is no situation yet, but it is even more exciting than the current situation.
"You thought it would be people from the Tianhun Clan, but did you expect that they would be the ones who want to kill you the most?"
"Yes, yes, you want to kill them, but under heaven, you allow their existence. The person you want to kill can't be him, it can't be me, and it can't be anyone else. It just so happens that they knocked him down!
"
The two people in front of me were pushed further and further away from each other.
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's your turn. Think about what to do!"
Yes, after all, the small hall is a real quasi-immortal emperor. Before he and Shan Ji fought hard for a while, they were enemies after all, and there were wounds all over his body from the sword energy.
Everything was arranged badly, even the entrance to the small hall was blocked. The Quasi-Immortal Emperor killed a monk who was not the Quasi-Immortal Emperor. Under such conditions, there was no reason to win.
As a quasi-immortal emperor, Xiaojia naturally didn't know him well, and Juzhu also knew Zongheng.
Then, with this portal as the midpoint, the dragnet was re-planned and criss-crossed, like a chessboard appearing in that space.
At that time, Juzhu's expression was astonishing. He originally thought that the task was within reach, but it turned out to be so extraordinary.
Damn it, you are really unlucky, even drinking cold water will hurt your teeth.
The bad thing is that the small hall is also a burden. I can persist outside the giant pillar for so long, so naturally I still have no strength.
After the last step of adapting, the eight Juzhu people gradually discovered the rules. Very slowly, Zongheng and Xiaodian were killed in a counter-attack.
As expected of someone who was in the intelligence business, he recognized Zongheng at a glance, and when he heard about the Hundred Heaven Sword, the others showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if we go up like that, we will definitely be defeated.
Juzhu snorted, held the small sword in his hand, and suddenly swung it out, and the walls exploded instantly.
The people in the small hall also saw clearly. At that time, they took the initiative to speak to Zongheng. I also thought that Zongheng was so interesting that he risked his life to save me.
Originally, when the Shenming Palace came to find me and kill someone in the small palace, I thought it was a simple matter.
The owner of these eight roots, Jiang Chen, was not another quasi-immortal emperor of the Tianhun Clan. At this time, he also made a promise to Zongheng.
I'm afraid, it's much different from Jin Han who retreated into that realm for a few epochs.
The small hall said to the quasi-immortal emperor of Shenming Palace in a fierce tone.
After arriving at the same place by different routes, seeing the vertical and horizontal chessboard, the quasi-immortal emperor of the Divine Palace seemed to be appreciating a work of art.
It is also well known that the relationship between Baitian Sword and Geshan is bad. After all, most of the trivial things that Shan Ji did at such a young age were caused by Baitian Sword's Lan Ke.
That kind of scale is not uncommon.
With a bang, the little bell exploded, flying Zongheng and the small hall towards the door that I had opened.
Anyway, if we want to break through weakly, we are afraid of suffering a backlash. At that point, Zongheng is really ahead of us by too little.
Seeing Zongheng's unfaithful escape, Juzhu's eyes narrowed and his tone became warm.
The little palace master was able to force out my true body, so I'm afraid I'm at a loss.
I seem to be violating some kind of rules, because every step I take takes me through countless small universes.
Buzz!
The giant pillar holds a fairy sword, and cuts in a roundabout way vertically and horizontally. Zongheng mobilizes the power of the chessboard and turns it into a small bell to resist the fairy sword's retreat.
"Walk!"
"I am the Mountain Master of the Hundred Heaven Sword, and the Quasi-Immortal Emperor of Zongheng. I think it was Geshan who asked me to take action!"
"Walk!"
The rules between the two people came to an understanding and collision, and the extinguished light of rules turned into the colorful glow of colored glass.
"Zongheng, I will die today, even if he stops me, it will be useful!"
That made the eight people on the opposite side look clear, but there was nothing they could do about it. It must be said that the vertical and horizontal chessboard of heaven and earth was really impossible to construct.
Now that his identity has been exposed, the giant pillar is naturally hiding, and the sword energy rises high into the sky, slashing towards the small hall.
We all looked around in surprise. At that time, we seemed to be in a space-time that was opened up vertically and horizontally.