There is no place for a certain cloud in the Tianming Continent, and there are no numbers of strange ridges and strange peaks. Its momentum is like a sharp sword penetrates into the sky, and the sea of ​​clouds is filled with clouds. Cranes and spirits are singing together, either flying or jumping between this sea of ​​clouds, peaceful, as if they are like a fairyland.

In the distance, an old man was riding a crane, followed by two spirit apes carrying a transparent mysterious coffin and slowly came over the highest peak. The crane screamed softly, as if reminding the old man that he had reached his destination. The spirit ape put down the mysterious coffin and waited quietly.

After a long time, the old man waved his sleeves, and the crane and spirit ape jumped into the sea of ​​clouds in his roar and disappeared.

The old man looked at the mysterious coffin, to be precise, he looked at the young man sleeping quietly in the mysterious coffin, with deep eyes, as if waiting for something.

Then he turned around and closed his eyes.

One stop lasted for three days and three nights, and it was not until a bell suddenly rang between heaven and earth that I opened my eyes.

The bell sounded slowly, with a certain strange charm, and in an instant resounded throughout the Tianming Continent, from Qingming to Jiuyou. The omnipresent and seamless movements were awakened by the indescribable cultivators, and countless mortals bent down their bodies piously towards the direction of the imperial palace.

Eighteen bells ringing in a row, and there was a strange feeling of panic in the whole world.

The only thing that can make the bell ring through the sky is the dark and simple ancient bell in front of the imperial palace gate, which is unknown. The eighteen sounds mean that there is a great event in the imperial palace to summon the powerful people in the world.

After hearing the bell, various sects, families, and dynasties did not dare to delay at all. They hurried to the imperial palace to pay homage to the common ruler of the world who had stood for three thousand years...the emperor of the Broken Finger.

Only the old man standing in the clouds showed a look of excitement on his face, as if he had received some signal. He raised his hand and played a white jade chessboard.

When the white jade chessboard fell into the void, the void shattered, and the extremely dark cracks appeared and disappeared, and a terrifying and violent aura of destruction came, as if to tear everything apart.

The old man sat on the ground, reached out to take out a white chess piece from Xu air beside the chessboard, letting the red and purple thunder strike the arm, as stable as Mount Tai, and said softly, "The Chaos chessboard opens the world, and the black and white Gemini confuse ancient and modern times."

While speaking, he raised his hand and fell into the white sprite.

The white zi fell, and the sea of ​​clouds stormed in an instant, the sky and the earth changed, the apes did not sing, and the cranes did not sing, and a huge purple thunder with the power to destroy everything instantly hit the old man. The old man's body shook slightly, a trace of scarlet blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his hair was established.

The old man actually showed an extremely fanatical expression, staring at the chessboard tightly, completely ignoring the huge thunder as big as a mountain.

One, two.

Ten paths, hundreds of paths.

The strong wind suddenly erupted, and a heavy aura that seemed to be able to destroy the sky and the earth appeared strangely. The waves of soldiers and halberds attacked, and the sound of yelling and killing came from the other end of the chessboard with a strong and suffocating smell of blood.

When the old man heard the sound, his eyes turned red, tears left behind, and the Adam's apple trembled strangely. He seemed to want to say something, but he never said it, and turned into silent roars.

On the other end of the chessboard, a black piece appeared out of thin air, silently falling on the chessboard.

At this moment, the mountains could not bear the pressure, vibrated violently, and fell apart one by one. The pressure the old man was under increased sharply, and he was a little depressed for a while and his face was pale.

The next moment, a picture slowly appeared opposite the chessboard, and the sound was even more clearly visible, as if it was immersed in the scene. The old man couldn't control himself and laughed wildly, as if he was crazy.

In the picture, the sun is in the sky, but it is dim, like the night sky, with endless corpses piled up like mountains, and blood flowing into a river.

The broken corpses on the ground were either headless or cut in half, some were taken out of their hearts, and some were cut off half of their bodies, which was a terrible sight.

Not far away, a huge purple gold throne was spread across the sky, and the throne was also refuted with blood. Cracks like spider webs were spread all over the body, and more than one corner was missing, making it look a little dilapidated.

Above the throne, a man in black lowered his head, as if he could sit like this, it had already consumed all his energy.

"Has it started?" the man asked weakly and with a slight trembling. An indescribable fatigue was revealed in his words.

The old man's eyes were scarlet and just as he was about to answer, hundreds of thunder fell in an instant.

"Ah," the old man roared, and was struck by thunder and didn't even have a chance to speak.

At this time, the man in the picture shook his head gently, as if trying to lift his head up.

One breath.

Two breaths.

...

Ten breaths.

Fortunately, he succeeded after all.

The starry eyes were still bright, deep, without fatigue, still looking down on others, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen the old man who had been countless years later, and he felt a little relieved, as if he wanted to say, Fortunately, there are still people alive.

But he couldn't do it.

Finally, the Chaos Chessboard exhausted its power and fell from the void, and the picture disappeared with the fall of the Chessboard.

Vaguely, a heart-wrenching cry came from the other side of time and space.

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