A huge border appeared on the originally flat Xuanyuan Terrace, with horizontal and vertical strips, dividing a total of sixty-four black and white squares of the same size.

Immediately afterwards, thirty-six discs appeared, eighteen black and white.

There are big golden characters on the disk, which are: One King, One Queen, Two Chariots, Two Elephants, Two Horses, and Eight Soldiers.

If Jun Qianxi were here, he would definitely find that this is fucking chess.

The Battle of the Four Palaces is actually a game between two palaces.

Eighteen elites were selected from each palace and stood in corresponding positions.

When the two sides go up against each other, it's a life-and-death fight.

However, in order to preserve the strength of the illusion world, the opponent will fall into the illusion, and then the two begin a life-and-death fight.

Whoever wins will stay, while the loser will disappear on Xuanyuan Platform, but his life will not be lost.

Here, the game begins...

On the other side, Duan Muming and Jun Qianxi were still sitting cross-legged in that wonderful space.

The little beast had turned into a giant beast. It was lying on the ground, its body shining like white jade, but the cluster of golden light on its forehead was burning like the blazing sun.

The momentum on its body continues to become stronger, and scenes of space collapsing and healing continue to appear around its body.

Xiao Bing was also sitting cross-legged, making up for the loss of being woken up early. But what made people feel strange was that as his aura became more and more powerful, his body was gradually melting away.

The highest realm of the undead clan, return to nature!

This space is still deathly silent...

In the process of understanding, time passes without anyone noticing.

On the Xuanyuan Stage, Mo Lingfeng won a game very easily. He had reached the realm of the God King, and he rushed over and killed people without leaving a trace behind.

The people in the Shadow Palace were anxious. In terms of overall strength, they were really stronger than each other.

But now there are only eighteen people to choose, and their unfathomable palace master looks like he cares about everything that has nothing to do with him, causing them to suffer a disastrous defeat in the first game.

How is this possible?

They still remembered how comfortable they felt when they bullied the disciples of San Gong, but now they were bullied back by the other party. This feeling made them feel a fire in their hearts.

"Palace Master...we lost..."

The people in the Shadow Palace lost their minds a little because of their anger, and they couldn't hold back and yelled.

"Lost? What's the use of keeping you!"

Ying raised his hand without hesitation and landed a palm on the person who made the sound.

Everyone did not notice the spiritual power fluctuations in that palm, and blood and flesh flew everywhere in front of their eyes...

A real person was photographed into a pulp.

What kind of strength is this?

Everyone present couldn't help but swallow their saliva. For a moment, the fear in their hearts overshadowed their anger, and no one dared to complain anymore.

Mo Lingfeng, however, regardless of the situation over there, selected people again and led them to Xuanyuan Terrace.

"Master of Shadow Palace, please send someone!"

Ying still ignored him, and the person standing behind him took advantage of it, and without any surprise, he was completely defeated again...

This time, they learned a lesson. Although they were holding fire in their hearts, they dared not speak out.

At the same time, those who decided to side with the Shadow Palace couldn't help but regret. If they had known that the god-like Lord of the Shadow Palace was a paper tiger, they would not have bet their money here.

It's good now, as they probably have to guard the passage.
Chapter completed!