Great Heaven Sovereign

It's as if your legs are imprisoned, as if you're on a road of no return, as if you're entangled and want to be a piece on this chessboard

A variety of indescribable feelings surfaced in Yang Fan's heart.

But in a word, Yang Fan felt that his body had been imprisoned on the chessboard.

"How dare you come here with your little accomplishments?" A voice suddenly appeared, passed out and fell in Yang Fan's ear.

"Second floor?" Yang Fan was stunned.

He is no stranger to this sound. Although he has only heard it once, it has long been like a magic sound jar ear, which makes Yang Fan's memory still fresh.

"You are really a troublemaker. How long has it been? Haven't you been a day yet? Have you come to die again?" The zhensin tower roared and shone on the chessboard.

Then, Yang Fan felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and the longitude and latitude on the chessboard disappeared, leaving only a tall tower instead.

Yang Fan looked dignified.

The power of the zhensin tower is extraordinary. Yang Fan has seen it from the beginning. Otherwise, it is impossible to run on both chalk positions.

As for the existence of the zhensin tower, let alone the super terror that even chalk feels terrible.

As for the fact that he got the zhensin tower at the beginning, it can also be said that it was a coincidence that it would be impossible to subdue the power of zhensin tower on the chessboard simply by virtue of his power.

"Senior, can you help me this time?" Yang Fan came straight to the point.

"Help you, how? Your cultivation is too weak now. You don't even have the qualification to appear on this chessboard. To tell you the truth, if you're not the master of this chessboard, now you've fallen into the mystery of the infinite world and become a ups and downs of the world." In the town sin tower, the voice on the second floor slowly appeared, with some pity for mole ants.

Yang Fan is used to it. Even chalk and small Firebird are in this posture every day, not to mention the existence of terror.

"I know. But you also said that I am the master of this chessboard. If I can't use this power, I can't even cut the thorns on my way of cultivation. What's the use of him?"

Yang Fan was also cruel.

This chessboard is his only hope.

He can't watch chalk fight his serious injury in exchange for a chance for himself. In that case, he feels guilty.

"Boy, are there some things you can choose? Do you think it's inappropriate for you to be the master of this chessboard if you want to or not? It's ridiculous. Why should you blame the existence of external forces for your own weakness? Your bird is right. You just rely too much on external forces." Said the second floor.

As soon as Yang Fan heard it, he already knew that what he said was a small Firebird.

It's just that this title is not elegant enough.

But now Yang Fan has no mind to pay attention to this.

"You're right, and so is little Firebird. But you seem to forget that even external forces belong to me. If you just stick to yourself, how many ancient powerful people may have fallen before they rise." Yang Fan said.

Their own strength is fundamental.

But external power is also a kind of power.

As he said, if it's just for decoration, what's the use?

It is fundamental for him to understand himself, but similarly, since these forces identify with him, it is his power.

At this time, the voice on the second floor also stopped abruptly and meditated slightly:

"What you said is also reasonable. Although I don't want to admit it, what you said is true. Many strong people really rely on their own opportunities before they rise. But you seem to have forgotten one thing. If I say you are weak, don't deny it. Even if this chessboard is now in front of you, are you qualified to use it? If I didn't appear, what do you think you are the master of the chessboard on this chessboard?" The voice on the second floor appeared again, with a sneer.

Yang Fan's face was very embarrassed.

The heart is also filled with anger.

But I have to admit that what the other party said is the truth. The feeling just now almost drowned him. If he didn't appear on the second floor, he might have really disappeared on the chessboard.

Yang Fan is speechless, but if he gives up, Yang Fan is really unwilling. If you miss this power, the result you have to face is not necessarily death, but it is also extremely heavy.

"Don't be unconvinced. You still need to be hard to forge iron. Even if this power is given to you, you don't have absolute power. Can you control it?" The voice on the second floor continued.

Yang Fan was noncommittal.

"You're right. But no matter what the cost, I'll use this power now." Yang Fan is very firm.

But this time, there was no direct response.

But soon, Yang Fan found that the scene around him had changed, and his body had been separated from the chessboard.

And the one who broke away from the chessboard together also had a sword mark.

The scar of the sword was suspended in front of Yang Fan's eyes.

Murderous intent.

Standing still, it has the power of splitting the sky and the earth and cutting the stars and breaking the moon.

At this moment, even Yang fan can't help thinking of the power of cutting down the scar of the sword in the place of sin.

Now when I think of it, Yang Fan feels very lucky. If it weren't for the fact that it happened to trigger the five robberies at the beginning, the result would not be known.

"This is the weakest power on the chessboard. There is also the heaven robbery sword contained in the sword you left after the robbery. To be honest, this power is not too strong. Even so, it is an inaccessible existence for you now. Do you think you can use it?" The second floor seems to compromise.

This is helping Yang Fan.

"I want to try!" Yang Fan's eyes were like iron and looked at the sword mark in front of her.

Then, Yang Fan stretched out his hand and wanted to hold the power tightly.

But without waiting for Yang Fan to approach, the sword trace trembled slightly, and then directly rebelled against Yang Fan.

The sword will clank and the killing will shake.

Yang Fan's expression was suddenly stunned and his face was pale.

"Well, now you know. You're really weak." At this time, the voice on the second floor appeared again.

But with a little less ridicule, but with a little compassion.

Yang Fan looked up reluctantly. At that moment, he had a feeling of wandering on the edge of death. There seemed to be the power to expose his soul in the scar of the sword.

If it wasn't for the second floor, Yang Fan couldn't guarantee whether he could walk out of his sea of knowledge alive.

"Do you want to try Tianjie sword?" Said the second floor.

The tone is still plain, as if it doesn't matter how Yang Fan chooses.

"I want to ask, if I were dead, what would happen to this chessboard? In other words, what would happen to you?" Yang Fan asked.

"Not much. If you die, it will prove that the person who chose you is blind. Then this time, the layout will disappear. And all the forces related to this chessboard will disappear, or sink and float between heaven and earth, waiting for someone to be qualified to get this thing again next time." The second floor was neither salty nor light, and didn't care about Yang Fan's words.

Yang Fan understood and nodded heavily.

"I see. Release the Tianjie sword. I want to have a last try." Yang Fan's eyes have been empty, with a determination.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!