Sword Master Ling Tian

Ling Tian had thought about the appearance of the **** king countless times, but he had never expected that the true **** king was so ordinary.

Of course, this is just ordinary on the surface.

It's like Ling Tian today.

Only the cultivation base and the extraordinary combat power can return to the basics.

However, in Ling Tian's eyes, he could still slightly notice that the breath of the **** king was strange.

This is true, but it should be just a clone.

But even so, it still gave Ling Tian an unpredictable feeling.

Therefore, not only was this **** king not dead, but in these 30,000 years, the **** king had become stronger.

This is unimaginable.

"Hehe, you said that I am the King of Gods, then I am."

"Hahaha, it's just a false name, after all, it's just for the sake of heaven."

"sit down."

The avatar of the **** king sat down in front of the chessboard.

Ling Tian looked at it, but he didn't hesitate to sit down opposite him.

Before he was quiet, Jianmu's divine light fell.

Sitting on the chessboard opposite to the scene of the raging war outside the mountain of gods, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't fit.

"It's rare that the **** king still has this kind of nature now."

Ling Tian looked at the chessboard in front of him, and there was already a piece on it.

It seems that it should have stopped halfway.

"Hehe, realms like you and me, naturally won't really put those outside fights in their eyes, right?"

The avatar of God King laughed.

Ling Tian shook his head, wondering if it was OK.

"In this chess game, who has ever played against the King of Gods?"

He asked.

"Jun Tian."

The **** king speaks.

Ling Tian's dark color changed slightly.

Juntian and Shenwang's chess! ?

This was something Ling Tian didn't expect.

"She used to sit in your position."

The **** king seemed to smile but not to smile.

"Great God Juntian, where is it now?"

"I don't know, and I think you know more about this problem than I do." The King of God shrugged, "The Great God Juntian has already left. If she wants to come back, she will naturally come back, don't bother."

"Now, can you continue and finish this game of chess with me!?"

"Chess is not good, let's try it!"

Ling Tian picked up a white piece and landed on the chess and cards.

But just after landing, Ling Tian suddenly felt that this chessboard was simply a world, and his chess pieces fell into it like a magical power.

With thoughts surging, the chess piece turned into a foot on the sky and landed on the chess game.

boom!

The chessboard rolls like a wave.

If the chessboard is a world, then Ling Tian's magical powers enter, and the world has been turned upside down.

"Hahaha, not bad!"

The **** king also dropped a black spot, that supernatural power was a big hand, which suppressed all the stormy waves in the chessboard, and then swept Ling Tian's supernatural powers, and the white splinter flew out.

But the first son, Ling Tian, ​​had already fallen below.

This is not only a confrontation of chess power, but also a confrontation of supernatural powers.

The strength of the **** king, even if it is a clone, is particularly terrifying.

But how could Ling Tian easily admit defeat, and another chess piece fell, with a palm print too high, sweeping across the heavens, blocking the big hand of the **** king.

However, the **** king was calm, the second son fell, and his big hand turned into a fist, directly shattering Ling Tian's palm.

Although Ling Tian's upper palm was already extremely strong, but the cultivation base of the **** king was unfathomable, and finally, that breath still fell.

However, in the initial confrontation, Ling Tian had already lost two chess pieces.

"Hehehe, funny!"

However, Ling Tian seemed to still be dissatisfied. His third son had a sword intent with Promise, as if he wanted to cut the entire world on the chessboard into pieces.

However, the King of God took precautions. Under the third son, a scepter suppressed the world, and the sword spirit that was still dominating the sky just didn't move.

Finally, the third son collapsed.

After a game, Ling Tian was already lost.

The two did not choose to fight on the sacred mountains, because that might destroy this world.

However, in the world on the chessboard, Ling Tian fell in love.

"Ha ha ha, it seems that Ling Tian's chess skills are really inferior."

The King of God looked at Ling Tian, ​​who hadn't moved any more pieces for a long time, and said with a smile.

"Yes, it can't be compared to the **** king who hasn't moved for 100,000 years and has a superb chess skill."

Ling Tian rubbed his hands, but suddenly raised his head and said with a smile: "But, I want to ask, once the Great God Juntian played against you, did you have the upper hand?"

Ling Tian's question caused the God King's expression to change slightly.

"Thirty thousand years ago, I used to play against Juntian."

"We went fifty-six each, and in the end, I was indeed invincible."

The King of God took a deep breath.

"Then!?"

Ling Tian raised his eyebrows.

"Then!? She left, just saying, if she goes on, the day will change."

"She hasn't found her elder brother yet, she can't change this day."

The **** king clenched his fists and suddenly drank, "But, I am the **** king, how can I lose?"

"I have watched this board for 30,000 years, I will win, no matter where you land, I will win!"

The **** king's guilty conscience, at this time, was in chaos.

"Hahaha, God King, you are in a chess game, you can't extricate yourself."

"It's just a game of chess."

Ling Tian slowly got up.

"Do not!"

"You do not understand!"

"In this chessboard, there are all the life's accomplishments of me and Jun Tian!"

"I can say that whoever understands this game can become the king of gods!"

The **** king also got up.

"So what? Thirty thousand years ago, Shenzhou was still in chaos, and it was not crushed by that mysterious sword!?"

"You won this chess game, and I can use that sword to ruin everything about you!"

Ling Tian shook his head.

"Haha, you don't understand, as long as you lose, my goal will be achieved!"

However, the **** king laughed wildly.

Helpless, Ling Tian turned around and lifted a white son, and fell among a group of black sons. Within it, Ling Tian's mysterious sword aura swept through everything and suppressed Bahuang Liuhe.

And the whole chess and cards in an instant, the divine light bloomed, and the sacred glory soared into the sky.

Not only that, at this time, the King of God suddenly discovered that the white zi on the entire chessboard hooked up into a mysterious totem, and the black zi surrounded by it was shattered piece by piece.

Lost a son, and let the **** king lose all the games!

"No, it's impossible!"

The **** king couldn't believe everything in front of him.

He waited 30,000 years before the chessboard, how can he accept this ending now?

"Hehe, God King, you are too anxious. For thirty thousand years, you still haven't wiped out your eagerness for quick success and quick gain."

"I use Sanbaizi as bait. It's just to find Juntian's anger back then."

"I understand her, she uses her prophetic skills to transcend the way of heaven, how could she not think of things in 30,000 years."

Ling Tian sighed, "After she left that year, everything has been arranged. I came here, but it's just smooth sailing."