The Dark Country of End Times Rebirth

Chapter 701
"The other avenue, Lang Shigu is actually a godly soldier, and the volatility is not weaker than his other avenue, and he is also the pinnacle of the two avenues." A powerful master exclaimed.

"When, when did Lang Shigu become a godly soldier? There is no news at all, and it is so deeply hidden. If this accident did not happen today, I am afraid that we will always be kept in the dark."

"I remember that Lang Shi Gu Xiu became a god only in his early 5 years. In such a short period of time, he can hit the peak of the gods. This is still in the North Luju Continent. If it is changed to another continent, the time I'm afraid it will be shorter, it's too scary, the talent is close to demon."

And Deng Yin subconsciously took a few steps back, feeling a bit of fear in his heart. He had never thought that Lang Shigu's talent was so terrifying. According to his guess, even if Lang Shigu was the pinnacle of the gods, it would be enough for him to complete a road. It's a rare thing, but the reality is worse than what I expected. Lang Shigu has successfully completed the two avenues, and he is no lower than the bald man in terms of realm.

If he attacked him when he was asking just now, he would not be able to avoid it. Thinking about it would make him afraid, but he also knew that this was impossible. Lang Shigu practiced the way of Confucianism and acted uprightly, so he would not attack him at all.

After I was afraid, it was a deep and strong killing intent. I was able to raise my cultivation base to this level without making a sound. The talent and strength are terrible. This situation is the portrayal of myself in the future.

Therefore, Lang Shigu must die, not just to abolish his cultivation base, but only by thoroughly eradicating the grass and roots, can Deng Yin feel at ease. men and women.

Lang Shigu stretched out his palms, like a chessboard, instantly incorporating the golden sun transformed by the bald man into it, turning it into a chess piece, and then sweeping his fingers like pen and ink, many black and white chess pieces appeared again, criss-crossing the chessboard.

"It turns out that chess and painting are two of the four ways of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. These four ways have always been the first choice for Confucian children. , complement each other, and the combat power is very tyrannical even among the gods." The old man surnamed Xiao slightly exclaimed.

"My lord, look at their battle, who has the better chance of winning?" Xiao Chengqing didn't have enough vision to judge the strength of these two people, so he asked Bai Kun who was next to him.

"You'll know after reading it." Bai Kun didn't answer directly, but he was not optimistic about Lang Shigu. If Lang Shigu showed his fighting power now, the longer the time dragged on, the higher the chances of winning for the bald man.

After all, the four ways of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting must be achieved before they can complement each other. Now Lang Shigu only has two ways of chess and painting. When it comes to lethality, it can't compare to the ice and fire of the bald man.

The chessboard is arranged in black and white, and the chess pieces are scattered like stars in the sky. Even people who don't know how to play chess will be attracted by it, and they can only feel the stars twinkling in front of them, just like the city full of lanterns that year.

Lang Shi did not stop, the sword finger of his right hand was still tracing in the mid-air, and in an instant a picture of a game between landscape and fairy appeared, and the chess game was the one where the bald man was trapped.

Double ban, double dilemma, vowed to suppress the bald man forever and let him die from exhaustion of spirit energy.

"A small chessboard, watch me break it." After being incorporated into the chessboard, the bald man only felt that he had fallen into a black and white world, and he could only break out of it by following the rules of this world.

The rules on the black and white chessboard are naturally a game of chess, and the only way to break the game is to cut down the opponent's big dragon.

But how can the bald man know how to play black and white chess, how can he usually read other than training books, and he doesn't know anything except basic characters.

Although single-mindedness is the only excellent quality that can be relied on to become a strong person for people with low talent and opportunities, but at certain times, the disadvantages are also obvious.

The bald man is also very aware of this, so from the beginning, he didn't intend to act in accordance with the rules of this black and white world. This is also a way to break the situation.

It's like someone forcing you to play a game with him, but you can refuse, or even overturn the board directly, completely ruining the game.

And the bald man just wants to overthrow this chessboard and smash the whole chess game to pieces.

The bald man had a flash of murderous intent, which immediately caused a change in the chessboard. Countless black and white chess pieces turned into black and white figures and rushed towards him. Measure, step by step.

"It's ridiculous to want to kill me with just some ink. Burn it to me." The bald man looked at the black and white figures that kept killing him, and snorted coldly.

There are flames spraying out of the five acupuncture points of Zhoutian 360 in the whole body, and the passage of thousands of fires represents boundless destruction, destroying all vitality, just like a raging fire sweeping across the grassland in autumn, leaving a scorched black ground.

Raging fire looks no different from ordinary flames, but its temperature is not much different than the real fire of the Golden Crow's sun. This is the perfect way of fire. Dangerous and murderous, if anyone underestimates it, the only way is death.

The black and white figures that were killing the bald man as the flames passed through the border were already evaporated instantly, turning into streams of steam, before they even approached.

And the audience outside the arena is also watching the battle nervously at this time, because the winner of the battle will dominate the direction of the next Fengya City, whoever wins will be the next master of Fengya City, Even if Lang Shi Gu Lang's family didn't have this wish, but as the only master at the peak of the gods in Fengya City, who would not follow the Lang family's lead.

Deng Yin also came back to his senses, and shouted: "Open the magic circle, don't let anyone get away."

As soon as his words fell, the ground around the entire Deng Mansion began to crack, and pitch-black flags rose from the bottom. There are countless resentful souls in it.

A black flag burst out from the ground, surrounding the entire Deng Mansion. Countless black houses poured out from the flag and connected together, completely enveloping the Deng Mansion.

"Heisha Barbaric Yin Banner."

The Heisha Barbaric Yin Banner is a kind of formation flag practiced by barbarian monks. There are 72 handles in total. The meaning of immortal resentment is endowed on the flag.

So to practice a set of Heisha Barbaric Yin Banner Formation, at least one million people must be killed, which is extremely cruel.

But also because of this, this set of banners is infinitely powerful, and has the effects of fascination, body killing, and confusion. Once it is shrouded in the black mist, people with a weaker state of mind and will will instantly become confused, lost, and killed. Will fills the heart, and even self-mutilation in severe cases.

Even if you are determined, you will feel that your thinking is obviously sluggish, and you feel a little unable to function.

There are millions of unjust souls wandering in the black mist. Once they smell the breath of strangers, they will desperately rush to eat flesh and blood, and repay all the pain they have suffered to others.

And the wronged souls can't be killed, unless their residence is destroyed, or someone can save them, otherwise they can be reborn infinitely.

"Deng Yin, you dare to cooperate with the barbarians, he is the enemy of our human race, you should die." Seeing this set of formation flags, the old man surnamed Xiao sternly shouted.

As if touched by Deng Yin to some kind of reverse scale, the previous calm state is no longer there, and the battle between the two is about to break out.

(End of this chapter)