I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

The breeze gently blows through the courtyard.

Under a big tree that can hardly be surrounded by several people, there is a black and white chess game being played on a round stone table.

At this point, the two had played for more than ninety rounds.

Because Zhang Yi's current identity is "Yi Xuanzi", he only showed the cultivation level that a third-level heavenly saint should have.

And in the realm of martial arts, he only displayed some of the mysteries of life and death that he had learned from the painting scroll of Taoist Kuzhu not long ago.

Based on this, Zhang Yi and his opponent use black and white pieces to demonstrate their respective supernatural powers in the chess game, and start a dangerous martial arts game.

If one of the parties misses, in such an atmosphere where the Qi mechanism is intertwined, it will affect the whole body and fall into a predicament beyond redemption.

chess game,

It's not a battle of swords and swords, but the degree of danger between the two is even greater!

In this way, several more rounds passed, and the chess game came to the ninety-seventh round.

By this time, the entire chessboard is about to be covered with black and white chess pieces, and there is no room for flexible adjustment.

And the Elder Yanyue Zongtai, who was originally like a fairy, also turned pale at this time, and cold sweat flowed unstoppably from his forehead.

At this point in the chess game, a sense of emptiness emerged in his body, as if his martial arts background was about to be emptied, and he felt a sense of weakness visible to the naked eye.

"hateful!"

"After the retreat in the Valley of the Five Sacred Mountains, my cultivation has improved again. I am at the upper level among the three heavenly saints, but I am still forced to this point."

"Where is this Yi Xuanzi sacred? Why has he never heard of it before?"

At this time, Guo Jin was exhausted, and his spirit was extremely depressed. He couldn't control the rising anger in his heart.

In the complicated chess game, he was still able to take a walk in the courtyard at the beginning, leaving room for energy.

But at this time, the two played chess for nearly a hundred rounds, and the changes in martial arts and various mysteries presented in the chess game are already countless, dazzling and difficult to grasp.

Just a little deduction of the next step made him feel unbearable, with a sense of spiritual obscurity.

However, when he sat opposite, Yi Xuanzi still had a calm and calm expression, which formed a completely different contrast with his current state.

This made Guo Jin somewhat unacceptable.

"Is it posturing, or is it another picture, and I have already prepared it?"

Guo Jinfa thought hard, and set his eyes on the chess game again.

He tried his best to look at the piece of forest where Zhang Yi's martial arts profound meaning evolved, wanting to see the flaws in it, and then, the ninety-eighth black chess piece fell brazenly.

"boom!"

The black pawn landed on the chessboard, and it exploded on the ground like a thunderbolt, which shocked everyone.

Then, this black chess piece glowed slightly, and a bright saber intent gushed out, hooking another black chess piece that existed on the chess board at this time.

In an instant, the many black chess pieces that Guo Jin had dropped before were lit up one by one, exuding bright sword light, intertwining and outlining each other in the void, and finally turned into a blood-stained Zhanxiantai.

And in the center of the Immortal Slashing Platform, there is a thousand zhang-sized real saber energy contained in it, as if it is about to cut down a fairy god, the aura is extremely terrifying!

This is the Zhenzong supernatural power of Yanyue Sect, and it is the foundation of the long-term inheritance.

So far, even the three elders of the holy realm have not been able to get started. Only Guo Jin, relying on the cultivation base of the third heaven, can cultivate a slaying sword spirit.

At this time, Guo Jin's chess fell, and he moved many black pieces to unfold the Xianxiantai. Obviously, after being unable to break the game, he felt that he was approaching the limit, and he could not continue the game, and planned to make a final fight.

In the ninety-eighth move, Guo Jin took the lead in attacking!

For a moment, the balance in the chessboard was suddenly broken, and the endless radiant sword light shot up into the sky, and all of them merged into the aura of the sword, making it even more terrifying.

However, the living space of the white chess pieces was compressed, and they began to be shattered and annihilated one after another.

...

In the world transformed by the chessboard, Zhang Yi stood quietly in the center of the forest.

After undergoing the evolution of martial arts, the forest sea he is in at this time has passed through vicissitudes of life, and the years have been dry and prosperous, and it has become so vast that it cannot be seen at a glance.

And when he looked up to the sky, he saw the huge Zhanxiantai.

Zhanxiantai is not big. Although it is carved with white jade, it is only about the size of an ordinary palace. It is inconspicuous and insignificant in front of the vast forest.

But at this moment, Zhang Yi could feel that the edge of Lin Hai was constantly breaking and shrinking, being suppressed by the breath from Zhanxiantai.

Pull one hair and move the whole body.

At this time, Guo Jin dropped his hand and activated all the black chess pieces that had been arranged before, obviously intending to end the game and compete against each other.

"We played ninety-eight rounds of chess, but suddenly got into trouble. It seems that this elder of the Yanyue Sect has reached his limit. He is mentally exhausted and unwilling to continue."

Zhang Yiruo clearly grasped the situation of the whole chess game like watching the fire from the other side. At this moment, he grasped Guo Jin's state in an instant.

Then, Zhang Yi in Lin Haizhong smiled slightly.

"Forget it, since he is already mentally haggard, I think he has fallen deep enough into the chessboard."

"At this point, it's time for me to proceed to the next step."

Zhang Yi murmured in the end, a trace of indifference suddenly flashed in his eyes.

If he doesn't make a move, it's fine, but if he makes a move, it will definitely not be just a superficial touch, but only ripples, and there will be no further action.

Although Zhang Yi decided to help Zhou Chi, he would not stay forever and would leave soon.

In order for Yanyuezong not to make a comeback, Zhang Yi had to deal a heavy blow to this triple heavenly saint who Zhou Chi couldn't deal with, the grand elder of Yanyuezong.

Make it devastated, unable to return to heaven, completely cut off thoughts.

Thinking of this, the scene of birth and death appeared in Zhang Yi's eyes, which was the vision of some of the supernatural powers and profound meanings of Kuzhu Taoist that he had comprehended to the extreme.

Then, Zhang Yi's flickering eyes fell on the chess game.

He looked at the overall situation, deduced the intertwined and horizontal changes in martial arts, and in the end, the picks also fell!

"boom!"

In the ninety-eighth round, Zhang Yi's white flag also fell on the chessboard.

Immediately, a gust of wind was born out of thin air, blowing swiftly and violently, sweeping across the world, and the black and white chess boards that restrained and crisscrossed each other immediately disappeared one by one.

And this is reflected in the world transformed by the chessboard, which is Zhang Yi's vast forest. The mountains, valleys, and underground cracks that existed in it have all been wiped away at this time!

Immediately, all the white pieces became one piece, with the aura of birth and death faintly revealed in it.

"Buried."

Seeing this, Zhang Yi spoke coldly again.

And as his words fell, a sense of dead silence spread from his body, spreading to the entire forest.

At this time, if you look down from a high altitude, you can see that with Zhang Yi as the center, there are big trees with luxuriant branches and leaves rapidly withering towards the periphery, and there are even pieces of yellow dead leaves falling to the ground with the wind.

The entire forest sea seemed to have lost all vitality in an instant under Zhang Yi's words, leaving only the breath of withering and death.

The profound meaning of spring in the dead wood depicted in the painting scroll of the dry bamboo Taoist also contains a little change of life and death.

At this time, Zhang Yi naturally didn't fully comprehend it. What he displayed was just a simple withering artistic conception.

But it is more than enough to deal with this level of chess confrontation.

...

Visible to the naked eye, with the fall of Zhang Yibaizi, patches of forest seas withered one after another, deprived of their vitality.

And wisps of black breath were born from the roots of the tree and gathered towards Zhang Yi's location.

That is the power of withering.

Zhang Yi was standing in place at this time, and with his right hand spread out, countless strands of black withered power rolled from all directions and gathered in the palm of his hand.

Soon, a dark ball appeared from his palm.

And with the passage of time, under the gathering of more and more withering powers, the dark magic ball became deeper and deeper, and the energy fluctuations contained in it seemed to be able to bury everything.

...

"Bondage!"

Sensing the situation in the chess game, a cold light flashed across Guo Jin's eyes. He didn't want to give Zhang Yi more opportunities to save, and suddenly shouted.

"boom!"

Immediately, as Guo Jin gave it a go, Zhanxiantai became more and more solid, and it seemed to be substantively suppressed on top of Zhang Yi's head.

Then, six immortal golden chains swept out from under Zhanxiantai, extending into the depths of the void where Zhang Yi was, completely imprisoning him.

At this time, although there were no chains attached to his body, Zhang Yi could feel that the surrounding space had solidified, and he could not move the slightest bit, nor could he avoid it.

This is the suppressing force of the Xiantai.

Of course, if Zhang Yi really wanted to break free, he could of course do it, but it wasn't necessary.

Only by defeating the opponent head-on and shattering the chess game that the opponent has worked so hard to build can cause the most fundamental backlash.

In the round, under such a blow, the opponent will never recover from a setback, no matter how difficult it is to make progress in martial arts.

...

Zhang Yi was calm in his heart, but above the sky, Guo Jin saw that the Liu Dao Xianjin chains were firmly locking Zhang Yi in place, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He still has a lot of confidence in this magical ability of killing immortals. Seeing the restraint take effect at this time, Guo Jin strikes while the iron is hot, and shouted again.

"Slaying Immortal!"

"boom!"

There was a roar in the void, and there was an uproar of thunder. As the word Zhanxian fell, the most powerful attack of this immortal-slaying supernatural power broke out immediately.

I saw that in the center of the Immortal Zhantai, the aura of the thousand zhang-sized Immortal Zhan Dao shattered into the void and disappeared in place.

And the next moment.

In the center of Lin Hai, Zhang Yi noticed something, he suddenly raised his head, and saw a blazing brilliance emerge, and the endless brilliance instantly submerged his figure.

Immortal Slashing Sword Qi, if it doesn't move, it's enough, if it moves, it will fall on Zhang Yi's body and cut off his soul!

"go!"

Just at the very moment, in the place shrouded in brilliance, a cold voice suddenly spread.

Immediately, I saw the dark dharma ball in Zhang Yi's palm spinning around, soaring straight up, and suddenly hit the Immortal Slayer Qi that was about to fall on Zhang Yi.

"Peng!"

It seemed to destroy the world, and in an instant, there was a turbulent energy wave surging between the heaven and the earth, flooding the vast space transformed by the entire chess game.

Even the figures of Zhang Yi and Guo Jin were instantly submerged in it, without a trace.

Only in the center of the explosion, there are two energies, one white and one black, intertwined with each other, constantly collapsing the surrounding space and turning the world upside down.

...

"what happened."

In the outer courtyard, the three elders of Zhou Chi and Yanyue Sect showed doubts in their eyes at the same time.

Just now, a dull sound that seemed to come from the depths of the void came from their ears, shaking their hearts for a while.

Soon, the four of them came to their senses, and quickly looked at the two who were playing chess under the big tree.

Although the perception was shielded, under the naked eyes, the four people also saw that the manifested scene above the chess board was chaotic, and it was impossible to peek like a turbulent flow in space.

As for the two people who were sitting on the stone pier and playing chess, one of them had his eyes closed and his body was trembling constantly, while the other had a calm expression, but his brows were slightly frowned.

"What's wrong with the Supreme Elder, why does it feel a little bad..."

The eyes of the Sansheng of Yanyue Sect fell on the trembling old man at this time, and he suddenly felt bad, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

On the other hand, Zhou Chi knew Zhang Yi's true realm, so he didn't have any worries in his heart.

However, seeing that the Sansheng of Yanyue Sect was extremely worried, his expression showed anxiety at the right time.

Acting? You have to do a full set.

But as time passed, under the watchful eyes of the four, the scene above the chess board was still chaotic, and no one knew what happened.

All the three sages of the Yanyue Sect could see were the Supreme Elder, whose face was getting paler, and Yi Xuanzi's serious face.

The four of them knew that the chess game should have reached the most critical moment, and the outcome would be announced soon.

The cold wind blew past, making everyone's anxiety incomprehensible.

Until a certain moment, under the gaze of everyone, there was a sudden bang on the round stone table, and then visible to the naked eye, a crack emerged from the center, splitting the entire chessboard in two.

The chessboard where the two played against each other cracked at this critical moment!

The chessboard is cracked, this is by no means good news, the three sages of Yanyue Sect immediately held their breath, their eyes dare not let go of any detail.

"Buzz."

At this moment, the void trembled, and then among the two players who were playing chess, one of them moved his eyelashes slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

That man with black hair and black eyes, with an ordinary appearance, was none other than Zhang Yi's Yi Xuanzi.

"Tsk, it's a pity that the chessboard is actually cracked. It's rare for me to enjoy myself."

Zhang Yi shook his head, his eyebrows seemed a little dissatisfied, but looking at the corners of his mouth, it was slightly raised, and there was an undisguised smile.

Immediately, Zhang Yi stood up, and he didn't look at Guo Jin who was opposite, but walked towards Zhou Chi on his own.

Seeing Zhang Yi walking slowly, the three elders of Yanyue Sect immediately lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

...

"snort."

Fortunately, this situation lasted for more than ten breaths, and then, Guo Jin, who had closed his eyes tightly, opened them with a muffled groan.

"The Supreme Elder!"

Seeing this, the three of them immediately felt relieved and walked over quickly.

However, before they asked about the situation of the chess game, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they stayed where they were at a loss.

Because in the eyes of the three of them, Guo Jin's hair was disheveled, and his face was full of fear!

"Fellow Daoist Guo Jin, this is..."

Even Zhou Chi in the distance couldn't help but jump out of the corner of his eyes when he saw this scene.

He looked at Zhang Yi, but saw that the latter was calm and unhurried, as if the state of the elder Yanyue Zongtai had nothing to do with him at this time.