"Brother Ye, you lost."

"Come again."

In the crisp little bamboo forest, such words will suddenly ring out every once in a while, and the intervals will be shorter and shorter than each other.

On this three or five days, the holy body seemed to have fallen to the lowest point in life, losing again and again, losing tragically, and the chaotic body was like a natural barrier, a divine punishment that he could not overcome.

"Oh my great emperor! Show your spirit!"

"Where is the holy body of our heavens? Where is the war god in our world?"

"Dad, Ling'er misses you."

The imperial weapon's list of gods is so cruel that it hangs on the side of the chess game. Such a sound has never been cut off, with the wailings of the people, the roar from the soul, and the children's more hoarse calls.

This time, Ye Chen had not seen it, and the tears in his eyes were filled with the flowing tears, but they did not flow out of his eyes. His mind was confused and his vision was blurred, so blurred that he could not invite the chessboard.

"Master, you can't force me anymore."

The chaotic body is transmitted in a misty way, and the Taoist ancestor is watching.

This kind of mind refining is either Nirvana or a demonic obstacle. If you don’t do it well, Ye Chen will stop at the eighth level of heaven for the rest of his life.

"The Holy Body lineage has never disappointed me."

The words of the Taoist ancestor were slightly intoxicated. He was a peak emperor and a person outside the world. He witnessed the glory of the ancient sage body, the strong lineage, the saving lineage, and the faith carried by him even more than the supreme generations of generations.

The Chaos Body was silent and turned his hand around, once again breaking Ye Chen's chess path.

For the first time, Ye Chen became quiet, as if he was a demon, as quiet as a stone statue, and did not move at all. His long white hair was swaying in the wind. The starry light of the drooping twilight could cover his old age and could not cover his vicissitudes.

I don’t know how long it took to sit here.

The Chaos Body never bothered me, just sat quietly and lowered her eyes, always taking a look at the List of Gods inadvertently. His mind and spirit also had a moment of trance.

He is different from Ye Chen. When he was in the heavens, he was alone, without old friends or relatives, and he would not have that strong bond. Although he knew Ye Chen's state of mind, he did not know how painful the Holy Body's heart was.

Then, perhaps it is the legendary love that will never be erased from the moment it is engraved in the soul.

The deeper the love, the harder it is to cultivate the heart.

Therefore, Ye Chen experienced far more hardships than him.

Looking at Ye Chen's journey, he had to truly understand this, traveling through nine lifetimes, breaking through the six cycles of reincarnation, experiencing love disasters, and despair... every trace was bloody vicissitudes.

"Come again."

Ye Chen suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse.

"If you can't be that ruthless, you will not defeat me." Chaos body said lightly.

"I would rather sacrifice my life than love."

Ye Chen's words were less irritable and more calm.

Once again, he played the game.

The chaotic body fell down and saw the mind and mind were confused for a moment. It seemed like a chess piece, but it looked like a person, wearing armor, holding a spear in his hand, stepping on a mountain of corpses, bathing in blood.

"Xie Yun."

The chaotic body whispered lightly. The figure reflected on the chess piece was Xie Yun, Hengyue's disciple, and Ye Chen's good brother. He had seen it more than once in the picture of the Gods List. He was unreliable on weekdays, but once he went to the battlefield, he was a perfect madman.

The Chaos Body doesn't understand why he became a person even though he was obviously a chess.

"It's up to you." Ye Chen said lightly.

The chaotic body returned to the spirit, and was confused for a moment before it made a comeback.

Ye Chen didn't look at it, and his son fell again.

This time, the Chaos Body saw Situ Nan's figure from Ye Chen's chess piece, with disheveled hair and blood and bones dripping. The two chesses were side by side, and the two figures stood together.

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of chess pieces hitting the chessboard is quite crisp.

This game is slightly different.

Ye Chen's speed of making moves was even faster as he imagined, so fast that the Chaos Body was caught off guard. He just made moves, and Ye Chen went down, not as impatient as before, but more of a kind of calm that made him puzzled.

It was this calm that made him realize the changes in Ye Chen's state of mind and was as quiet as water.

Looking at the chess pieces that Ye Chen fell, they were clearly figures: Chu Xuan and Chu Ling, the Great Chu Emperor, the Emperor's God General... He had seen each of them in the picture of the Gods List. They all belong to the heavens. At this moment, they were fighting bloody in the human world, protecting the beautiful mountains and rivers with their blood and bones, and defending the territory of the heavens.

This chessboard is no longer a chessboard, it seems to have become a battlefield in the human world.

Ye Chen used his chess to interpret the vivid people.

In the disaster of refining the heart, he never abandoned his hometown. He did not use ruthless chess to play chess, but to play with sentient beings.

The Chaos body frowned, her clothes were blown violently by the wind, and her long hair was floating in the sky by the wind.

There was no strong wind here, and the so-called wind came from the chessboard. Chess pieces and personal figures all had the invincible fighting spirit and formed a belief, which was the wind of faith, blowing his clothes and long hair.

So much so that his state of mind, which was as scattered as water, was also terrifying because of his terrifying waves.

Subconsciously, he looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's quietness made him unable to help but be afraid, and it was like a mysterious veil, with infinite power hidden under the veil.

"It's up to you." Ye Chen's words are still so dull.

The Chaos Body closed her eyes, picked up the chess piece, but was fixed in the air, and she seemed hesitant for the first time.

Ye Chen's chess is so mysterious. The chess piece comes with human figures, and the human figure comes with fighting spirit. The fighting spirit comes with faith. Faith becomes a mountain and river. The beautiful mountains and rivers of the heavens, every mountain, water, grass and tree are all vivid, with sentient beings and spirituality, and with Tao and energy.

After all, he lost his eyebrows and frowned again.

Just because of this game, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

The one who plays chess is the Tao, but the one who fights is the Tao. If the chess falls, the Tao will falls at the Tao.

He practiced the Chaos Way, and Ye Chen also practiced the Chaos Way.

The fellow practitioner Chaos Tao, Ye Chen's Tao, is more mysterious than his, and is a thing called love that makes Taoism spiritual.

"The Holy Body lineage has never disappointed me."

The words of the Taoist ancestor suddenly echoed in his ears.

Sure enough, the Emperor saw it more clearly.

The potential fruits of this holy body are endless. The disaster of refining the heart has not abandoned its hometown, but it has set up a different path and moved the battlefields of the heavens to the chessboard. Each piece of chess piece is a warrior.

The Investiture of Gods reflects the picture, but Ye Chen interprets the true love.

And he seemed to be regarded as the prehistoric world by Ye Chen, and his chess and his way were all attacked like destruction.

"Come."

The Chaos Body smiled, and the chess matched the opponent, and the joy was endless.

Previously, Ye Chen was in a chaotic state and was not strong enough to win.

Now, Ye Chen's Nirvana is the real showdown.

Bang!

Bang!

Such a crisp sound has a sonorous meaning.

Ye Chen's chess became more and more powerful, and he did not regard the people of his hometown as chess pieces. That was his love and his way.

When he transformed against the will of heaven, he went against the will of heaven.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

This small bamboo forest has become uneasy.

The chaotic body was dressed in a fierce manner, Ye Chen was floating in white hair, and the attack on Tao performed a strange phenomenon. With the two of them as the center, layer by layer, layer by layer, layer by layer, layer by layer, piece by piece of green bamboo was cut off in half, and even the fairy pond deep in the deep brought waves. The water in the pond was like rain, pouring into the sky, dyed with starry moonlight, very bright.

Looking at Cangmiao, it was a chaotic world, and it was already lightning and thunder. The vision of all things evolved inside and outlined a vast world on the surface of nothingness.

"The movement of this chess is big enough." The leader of Tongtian sighed and looked at him from afar.

"It's equal." Yuanshi Tianzun said with a smile, holding his hands in his arms.

"Good boy." The old man of the Supreme Lord said, under such circumstances, Ye Chen could actually fight with the Chaos Body to create such a strange phenomenon, which was rare! If it were him, he would never have been able to do it.

Taigong looked stunned, attracted by the strange phenomena of all things, and his mind was hazy.

The disciples and grandchildren of the Taoist ancestor were basically present, watching the chaos vision and listening to the sound of the great way.

"It's really fresh to cultivate the chaotic path of holy body."

"On the same level, he is the only one who can fight with the little master to such a state."

"The emperor of Great Chu is indeed not a slap."

There were constant discussions under the sky, and there were figures on every hill. If Ye Chen had no idea about his nature, the stunning little holy body was shocking. For a moment, there was an sudden enlightenment. Too many people had more enlightenment in their eyes, and their moods were sublimated.
To be continued...