The seven hundred and seventieth chapter of the wasteland derivative bureau (2)
"One more game"
"One more game"
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"Fellow Taoist, can't you give in?"
After nearly three days of play, at least ten games were scored. Each game was the same result. The Prophecy Monk ended up with no slate. Whether he made the move first or Gu Zhen first, the ending was the same. In this last game, the Prophecy Monk had a bitter face and couldn't help but say.
"good"
Gu Zhen agreed and the monk predicted was full of joy when he heard this. As a result, he really let him have a little, leaving one son, but he still lost.
"Are you still going to go?"
Gu Zhen asked seriously.
"What else can I do? The fellow Taoist said he would give in, but he only left one piece. I was so clumsy. I don't know that my friend is a real master of chess. It's rude."
The Prophetic Monk smiled bitterly and said.
"Now you can say, what's wrong with finding me?"
Gu Zhen asked lukewarmly.
"This matter is also related to the chess game, so I want to try my fellow Taoist chess skills, but I didn't expect it."
It is predicted that the monk will naturally not find Gu Zhen to play chess for no reason. If he knew that Gu Zhen’s chess skills were far better than him, he would not be so stupid and would be looking for abuse.
"It's related to the chess game."
Gu Zhen was stunned for a moment. If he was just playing chess, there would definitely be no problem.
"Yes, because of this situation, You must be closed. Otherwise, once you can't suppress this situation, it will affect the entire ghost world, and everything will be over there."
The Prophetic Monk said in a deep voice, and also looked at Emperor Xuan and others. Emperor Xuan and others knew about this and were all embarrassed about it, but they could not break the deadlock, so they had no choice.
"What kind of chess game is that it can actually affect the entire ghost world, and even you are helpless."
Weimen was also shocked when he heard this and looked at the monk Prophecy and others asking. Just a chess game could actually threaten the entire ghost world, leaving five powerful people in the Cangtian realm helpless.
"Wild World Derivative Bureau"
The Prophetic Monk said solemnly.
"Feng Shui Array"
Weimen’s first reaction was the Feng Shui array. This name sounds a bit like a Feng Shui array.
"Haha, at first I thought it was a Feng Shui array or a Life Formation, so I went to try it, but I almost died there. Fellow Taoist may blame me for being a little favoritism, do you know where Leng Ming died back then?"
The Prophetic Monk shook his head and said, then looked at Gu Zhen again. Gu Zhen complained about him, so he could naturally see that. But he also had his own difficulties, not just because he took into account the Lord of the Sword Ghost City. But because of all the deaths of the Blood Emperor, because he went to break into the Desolate Realm Derivative Bureau.
All those who have entered the Desert of the Desolate Realm, except for the Prophet Monk, all others died there, and all the heroes in the Ghost Realm were the heroes. Since the hero died, if he had the opportunity to be reborn, even if he was just a remnant soul, the Prophet Monk naturally did not want to interrupt the hero's chance of rebirth in person.
"Um"
Gu Zhen was slightly stunned and silent.
"That is, it is not a Feng Shui array or a Life Formation. This game will not be as simple as a chess game."
Weimen started asking questions, as if he was very interested.
"Of course not. This game consists of wasteland souls and forms a world. The chess player must have soul soldiers, just like a formation. When he enters the game, he is the only one who can come out. Once he loses, he will die. When Leng Ming found thousands of people from the ghost world, but none of them were breaking the situation. At that time, someone mixed in and made trouble, causing the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the derivation of the devil at this time would not exist."
The Prophetic Monk whispered, looking a little unbearable. He was in the gate of ghosts, all the heroes of the heavenly ghost world, and they were all involuntarily.
"We can block the desolate soul, but we cannot break this situation. If this situation is not broken, it will eventually be a major concern in the ghost world. And once the ghost world becomes the desolate world, the seal will inevitably be destroyed. At that time, the prehistoric beasts once again break into the world, and it will not only affect the ghost world. If the war between heaven and earth reappears again, I believe it is not what you want to see."
Emperor Xuan looked at Gu Zhen and said, since Gu Zhen was the person who broke the situation as the prophetic monk said, he certainly hoped that Gu Zhen could break the situation. Although he was a human race, he understood that once the ghost world fell and the prehistoric passage opened again, then the tragic moment would come back to heaven and earth.
"How to break the deadlock, where is this deadlock?"
Gu Zhen pondered for a while and said in a deep voice. The Prophetic Monk also said that it is not just as simple as playing chess, but it is arranged by the desolate soul and formed a world, which is equivalent to a duel between the Lunar New Year and fighting for the world.
"Fellow Taoist, don't worry, there will be someone to help Taoist fight the power of the wilderness. However, if he takes action, if he loses, he will not be able to save you. And Taoist fighter only needs to occupy the chess game and force the chess player out, and he will take action to kill him. And the formation is located under the nine springs."
The Prophetic Monk said solemnly, then looked deep into the Nine Springs and sighed meaningfully.
"Wait, who are you talking about him?"
Gu Zhen seemed to have heard of another Cangtian realm, so he started asking.
"Isn't it that Dao brother who helped us fight back the evil people before, outside the gates of hell?"
Weimen also looked at the Prophecy Monk and asked. Before this, they all thought that the person who helped them fight back the corpse ghosts outside the Ghost Pass was Prophecy Monk. Because Prophecy Monk knew that they were coming, he asked the Shifang to come to lead them to Youdu.
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