After Wanxiang Zhenjun finished speaking extremely arrogantly, he suddenly shouted loudly, and a giant shadow of a ten thousand-foot-long divine elephant appeared on his body. W √W√．
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The moment this divine image appeared, the aura of Lord Wanxiang increased several times, and the generals and soldiers transformed by Heizi on the field suddenly gained the upper hand.
The warriors transformed by Bai Zi on the old ghost's side were defeated one after another.
"After five hundred years, I have practiced the Divine Art of All Things and finally reached the realm of all things. Old ghost, even though you have reached the territory lord realm, your strength has greatly declined in the punishment of heaven. Even after tens of thousands of years,
’s time, your cultivation level has not recovered at all. Practicing a skill is like sailing against the current. If you don’t advance, you will retreat. Today is the day of your death.”
Wanxiang Zhenjun was still laughing crazily and speaking, but suddenly a ray of light burst out from the eyes of the octogenarian old ghost.
Only then did Chen Nan discover that the old ghost had his eyes closed when he was playing chess with Wanxiang Zhenjun.
"Lord of Wanxiang City, it has been five hundred years. Your talent is indeed good, but your character has not changed much. If you practice together and cultivate your character, people such as Chen Nan, Hua Guzi, and even Hong Yu all have their own characters.
But with your character, I really can’t compliment you."
The old ghost spoke. Although the situation on the chessboard was not favorable to him, he didn't seem to be afraid at all.
"You old immortal, what's the point of guarding here for so many years? After you die, this Forest of Thousand Steles can be used by me to build the Thousand Corpse Formation, the Thousand Corpse Formation of the Eternal Giant. Think about me.
They are all excited, and when the time comes, the entire Baizu Domain will be left to my own devices."
The Lord of Vientiane City seemed to have accumulated anger for countless years, and his anger spread one after another.
Chen Nan's cultivation level increased greatly this time, his divine power was pushed to the extreme, and he felt bursts of pressure all over his body.
"The Wanxiang True Monarch deserves to be able to command the Nine Cities Supreme. His cultivation is really terrifying and definitely not inferior to the three emperors of the Celestial Race. With my power, trying to kill him is simply nonsense."
The closer Chen Nan got to the chessboard, the more shocked he became.
"Brother, brother, be careful." Ye Yiyi shouted.
In the chessboard, a black energy transformed into a dragon and engulfed Chen Nan.
The power of Wanxiang Zhenjun is embodied in the chessboard soldiers, and this black dragon represents his blow.
In an instant, Chen Nan activated the star technique and used the third form of the technique in the void, with stars crisscrossing the sky.
In the starry sky outside the territory, nearly a hundred starlights were projected towards him.
One hundred and eight acupuncture points were activated instantly, and the power criss-crossed and weaved into a large network within his body.
"roar!"
Chen Nan roared angrily. The power of these stars was captured by him, and his body strength and power increased dozens of times. However, the pain in his meridians was unbearable for ordinary people.
"roar!"
As soon as the Stars were deployed, the black dragon had already rushed in front of him.
Chen Nan's phoenix wings were gilded and boring to attack the black dragon.
In an instant, his body penetrated into the belly of the black dragon. When he emerged again, the black dragon had collapsed.
Chen Nan had countless small wounds on his body. He defeated the black dragon but was also injured by its power.
When Zhenjun Wanxiang saw this scene, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"Chen Nan, no wonder you were able to come back alive from the Forest of Thousand Steles alone. Your skills have reached a new level."
True Lord Wanxiang looked at Chen Nan and said with a smile: "Our chessboard has become a battlefield for soldiers. Even if your strength improves, you should not come here to seek death. Otherwise, even if I want to cultivate you, I will be powerless."
Chen Nan shook his head, "Master Wanxiang, I really didn't expect you to say these words. Are you afraid? In fact, you don't have to attack me. The strength of this chess formation is enough to tear me to pieces.
Even the war generals and chess pieces evolved with your strength can kill me."
Chen Nan's eyes were full of brilliance.
"You used the chess pieces to turn into soldiers and generals, and the chess formations to form formations. You caught the old ghost's dissatisfaction with the way of heaven, and dragged him to fight against the way of heaven. It's a pity that you have an impure mind and don't really want to fight against the way of heaven.
I just want the old ghost to die and you get everything from him."
Chen Nan shook his head and sighed.
Wanxiang Zhenjun was exposed by Chen Nan and became furious, his face looking like pig liver.
"The way of heaven is irreversible. This old ghost drags me to fight against the way of heaven. I am not that stupid, so naturally I cannot accompany him to death. He is not an opponent of the way of heaven, and I am not an opponent of the way of heaven, and you ants are even less likely to be."
Wanxiang Zhenjun shouted, trying to suppress Chen Nan in terms of momentum. He didn't know why, but he felt that every word of Chen Nan's words made him angry and furious.
Wanxiang Zhenjun seemed to have thought of something, and there was a puzzled look in his eyes.
Before he could speak, the old ghost had already spoken: "Chen Nan, you master the holy method of chess, but I don't know if you know the nine-character mantra?"
"Those who are facing a battle should march forward in formation!"
Of course Chen Nan knew the Nine-Character Mantra. Even when he just saw the life-and-death chess game, he inexplicably thought of the Nine-Character Mantra. Especially when he killed the black dragon, the feeling was even stronger.
"Hahaha, fate... Chen Nan, let me ask you, when you came out of the Forest of Thousand Steles, you seemed to have the aura of my friend from back then. That friend of mine once buried his and his beloved wife's hearts in the Forest of Thousand Steles.
, and then left here, could it be that you entered his heart tomb?"
The old ghost is playing a game of life and death outside, unaware of the situation inside.
He felt the auras of Chen Nan and Ye Yiyi, but was not sure.
"The junior did indeed enter the heart tomb of my ancestor. He and his junior sister also obtained the weapons left by the ancestor back then, and... fused their hearts."
Chen Nan was in awe of those two hearts at first and had no intention of gaining the power within them.
However, at the critical moment, the two hearts flew out of the mausoleum, entered their bodies, and completed the fusion.
"What! Have you fused their hearts?" The old ghost murmured to himself, "Brother Yuan Shi said back then that they would come back one day... to take back their hearts. Could it be..."
He pondered and asked doubtfully: "You just said... Emperor Yuanshi is your ancestor?"
Chen Nan nodded. He didn't know what the old man was mumbling.
However, he was not angry because he had merged with the heart of the ancestor. It seemed that this incident had been expected for a long time, but some minor changes occurred that he did not expect.
The old ghost was completely at a disadvantage in the chess formation and was retreating steadily. However, he did not care at all about the outcome of this life-and-death chess game. All his attention was on Chen Nan.
Staring at him with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see through her.
Wanxiang Zhenjun heard the conversation between Chen Nan and the old ghost, and his eyes exploded with murderous intent.
"In ancient times, when I walked into that person's tomb in the Forest of Thousand Steles, you actually entered it?" Wanxiang Zhenjun shouted at Chen Nan, wanting to kill someone.
That strong man was the supreme strongman in the four-pole world in ancient times. According to legend, he had broken the shackles of the Supreme long before the war between the human race and the Celestial Race and advanced to the realm of domain lord that everyone dreams of.