Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Chen is also quite dignified. Although he knows the black and white nine-game Go game, he is not a master. He just knows a little about it. He has never studied it. Criss-cross, scattered, but Jiang Chen can see that this is definitely not an ordinary board.

On each side of the board, there is a stone platform, which should be the seat of the person who is playing.

Just when Jiang Chen and the white-faced goddess fell into silence, a black figure appeared on the top of one seat, standing with his hands on it, and his waist was vertical, and he had to be white, but Jiang Chen could not see him no matter how hard he tried. Face, as if his face was enveloped in the clouds, giving a rather mysterious feeling, the most important thing is that this is a soul, but Jiang Chen did not feel any soul power.

"Two little friends, huh, huh, it is fate. If you can break through the treasures of this world, then you can naturally take away the ice cubes."

The old man in black said with a smile, his voice and his voice, giving him a feeling of spring breeze.

“Don’t ask for a name?”

The white goddess asked a faint question, Jiang Chen was also confused. After all, this soul appeared too strange, and the two of them did not have the slightest preparation.

"I am just a soul idea. To be exact, I don't know who I am. I don't know who you are. It is the idea that I left here. I am waiting for someone to solve this world. I am able to return to the world."

The old man in black smiled.

"A soul that has no sense of the deity, but it can suppress the endless years of the king of the ancient beasts, fearing that between heaven and earth, such a peerless power, but also the number of hands."

The white man whispered, since the old man in black did not think that he could not reveal his identity, she could only guess it, but this shock made her heart unable to calm for a long time.

Jiang Chen could not understand the shock in the heart of the white goddess, because he had not reached the level of the white goddess, and naturally did not know the unconscious soul, how terrible it was.

"Since I have already entered the game, there is no retreat. If you can't solve the treasures of the heavens and the earth, then you will live here forever and forever, until the heavens collapse and another era, perhaps it is possible to leave this world. Bureau."

The white goddess took a breath of cold air, and the heavens collapsed. That means that unless the sky collapses, if they can't solve the game, they will be trapped here forever.

"I would like to see if your so-called worldly treasures are so powerful."

The white goddess said coldly, she asked herself between the heavens and the earth, the match was unparalleled, and she was riding the dust. Today, her triumphant heart is more and more intense.

"please--"

The old man in black said.

Jiang Chen glanced at two people, and his heart was also quite curious. I don't know if this white maiden girl is so powerful in his imagination. The fierceness has not escaped here for thousands of years. It has been suppressed here. Jiang Chen has regretted it a bit. This woman may not be much more fierce than a fierce one. It is simply a dead end, and a woman’s anger is a natural gift that cannot be said.

Jiang Chen circled his chest and he was quite curious at this moment, watching the two men play against each other.

The white goddess is a real master at first glance, and dozens of hands with the old man in black are not falling into the wind. Both are doing their best. Jiang Chen can't fully understand it, but he can see that this world is precious. Among the horrific murders, like an invisible sword, nineteen vertical and horizontal, invisible oppression, falling from the sky.

The face of the white goddess is more and more pale, and every step is ugly.

Until the thirty-seventh hand, the white-haired goddess finally changed his face, and a blood spurted out and fell on the rock.

"you lose."

The old man in black said with a smile, and with a very strong oppression, completely suppressed the white goddess, her face, Jiang Chen’s heart was extremely uncomfortable, and I really saw it.

"Forgot to tell you that if you fail once, you will have to bear the pressure of the world. Even the Emperor can't bear more than ten times, so the animal will rather be suppressed by me for countless years and will not try the tenth time. Break the game. Hehehe."

The old man in black said with a smile, but listening to the ears of Jiang Chen and the white goddess, but it is extremely harsh, this old thing, can it really make this thing a child? We are fighting for life.

"FK U."

The white goddess is still quiet, proud of the former, beautiful, with unprecedented persistence and stubbornness, Jiang Chen only saw in his own body, that kind of attachment, can not tell, although nine died and never regret If you don’t aim, don’t give up!

The second time, the forty-fourth hand, still failed. The oppression of the white-haired goddess was also a part of this time. Jiang Chen could see the persistence between her eyebrows, and more importantly, I seem to have been oppressed, but the degree is different, but just like the high mountains and the high pressure on the body, the feeling is still extremely uncomfortable.

The third time, the fifty-second hand, the white goddess once again ended in failure, and the pressure on Jiang Chen and the white goddess was getting heavier and heavier.

For the fourth time, the seventy-seventh hand, the white goddess still lost.

For the fifth time, the 93rd hand, in the eyes of the white goddess, there has been a slap in the face and pain. The pressure on Jiang Chen is very repressive for him now, but fortunately he is far from the unusual half-step god. The king can be beautiful.

The sixth, seventh, and eighth times, all failed in the 144th hand and were eventually slaughtered.

The ninth time, the same number of steps, the white goddess once again failed, she has already made a lifelong learning, but after all, she still failed. For her, this is undoubtedly a considerable blow, her soul, here For a moment, as if it was locked, it could not be moved at all. The kind of oppression has already penetrated the bone marrow.

However, she was not willing, because she failed again and again, all in the same place, she seems to have entered a dead end, in any case, this is a treasure that can not be saved.

"I can not be reconciled."

The white goddess said that her eyes were full of triumph, but the failure of nine consecutive times gave her too much blow, and now there is only one time left, ten times breaking, the ending is probably unimaginable, and the result is black. The old man has said that even if it is the emperor, he may not be able to withstand the oppression caused by ten breaks.

"There are countless deductions in the end of the tens of thousands of years. In the end, there is no courage to complete the tenth break. Hehehe."

The old man in black smiled.

Jiang Chen silently looked at the white goddess, and she was successfully captured by her, because he also felt his soul, as if he had been imprisoned, and could not jump away, only to swim in this valley.

“Is it really trapped here?”

Jiang Chen’s heart trembled and couldn’t help but look at the white goddess. At the moment, she also fell silent. His body, like the pressure of the mountains, is so ruthless, can't it be broken?

The white goddess wants to go back and take a look at Jiang Chen, but she can't do it. This guy, who has been obsessively followed him into the valley, that is, both of them have been trapped.

Nine times of breaking, a defeat!