The Burial of the Fantasy City

Fantasy continent, somewhere in the western primeval forest.

Steep cliff, almost straight, like a vertical blade.

Those who are not level 20 or above or have flying skills will not be able to reach the top of the cliff.

There is a natural stone cave at the top of the cliff, and from inside the cave comes the sound mixed with the roar of extreme pain.

Spacious stone cave, flickering bright. Terrifying temperatures that melt gold and iron.

And in this terrifying heat, an old man in the form of a soul stood in the air, as if nothing happened. He was the old man who was hiding in the ring on Xiao Han’s hand, he twisted his eyebrows, and his face was full of worry. Every roar that came into his ears tugged at his heart.

Looking at Xiao Han, whose eyes were closed in the cave, his body was cracked, and his face was full of blood, the old man’s palm was loose and tight, tight and loose, and he almost didn’t hold back and rushed up several times, and finally calmed himself down.

“Han’er, you must stick to your heart and believe that you will succeed! The teachers who can do it for you have already done it, and at this moment you can only rely on yourself.”

The old man muttered.

The strange fire of heaven and earth entered the body, and even though a lot of preparations were made, the terrifying energy accumulated in the strange fire for thousands of years could be called destroying the heavens and the earth after it completely exploded. At this moment, Xiao Han, the last trace of tense heart, was about to be burned by this force.

But at this moment, the voice of “Ten Thousand Worlds” rose like thunder in the sky, making Xiao Han, who was about to lose his mind, regain his clarity.

Ink Rain!

Inhuman ink rain!

That ink rain that intends to bury the heavens!

Did he do something amazing…

I didn’t think about melting the fire and burning the sky, and I thought about it compared to it… I almost failed in the first step.

He helped me indirectly again….

Thoughts are a thousand turns, but in a moment.

In the next instant, Xiao Han began to take the initiative and control the cyan flame in his body.

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The cathode universe and the anode universe are like the black and white double fish of the Taijitu.

Relative and confluent.

Somewhere on the edge where the cathode universe and the anode universe meet.

White Tiger Mountain.

The mountain breeze blows and the white mist rolls.

Above the cliff, there is a pavilion on the first floor, named Cloud Pavilion.

On the stone table of the pavilion, a middle-aged burly man in a white brocade robe was playing chess with an emaciated man in a cyan dress.

“Qinglong, it is said that you are a rich idiot and like to collect all kinds of treasures, and your dragon clan is also the richest. But I see that your weekday dress is really very simple. The name of this rich idiot is not worthy of the name, don’t let it. As the burly man spoke, he slammed a sunspot on the corner of the chessboard.

This hand ‘three-sided thorn’ can be called an antelope hanging horn, and there is no trace to be found.

“A rich idiot is not an idiot, if you are rich, you have to dress like you every day?” The green dragon in the burly man’s mouth said with a smile, put a white seed in the hollow part, and quietly made a big dragon.

“You old dragon, the excuse you made for your miserliness is really unique, really admired.” The burly man laughed.

At this moment, a wisp of divine thought that resembled a tiger flew from the distant sky.

The divine thought of the Lord flew straight to the burly man, and the burly man allowed the wisp of divine thought to sink into his forehead.

The moment this wisp of divine thought completely disappeared, the burly man’s face became gloomy, his eyes were angry, and his hair was open.

Bang——-

The burly man slapped several cases with one palm, and the stone table top supporting the chessboard and the four stone legs instantly turned into a cloud of dust.

“Abominable child, kill my doppelganger, bad me big things, I will crush you to ashes, and crush your corpse into ten thousand pieces.”

When the mountain breeze blows, the powder foam boils and disappears without a trace.

The stone case supported under it was gone, and seeing that the chessboard was about to fall to the ground and overturn, the green dragon’s sleeve flicked, and the chessboard flew into the air again, and each chess piece stuck to its previous position, as if it had been embedded in the stone chessboard with great force.

“White Tiger, it’s not me who said you, you’ve lived for tens of thousands of years, why are you still so hot-tempered.”

“Can you be calm if you are killed in a doppelganger?” The white tiger’s eyes were full of murder.

“Ten Thousand Worlds has its rules, you shouldn’t have tried to plot the chance of the lower realm with your doppelganger,” Qinglong spoke.

“Hmph! Don’t think I don’t know, isn’t this old dragon of yours also in the Great Qin Emperor Dynasty, planning merit for your ninth son Pixiu,” White Tiger snorted coldly.

“The Great Qin Emperor Dynasty was included in the Ten Thousand Realms ten thousand years ago, and many things are a foregone conclusion. Therefore, my actions are within the scope of the rules of “Ten Thousand Worlds”. But you are different, your avatar is directly born in a novice sanctuary protected by the rules of “Ten Thousand Worlds”, and “Ten Thousand Worlds” will not tolerate such things that challenge its rules.”

“Rules of shit!” White Tiger scolded.

With a wave of Qinglong’s sleeve, the chessboard slid towards the mountain stream, “Your heart is in turmoil, I will seal this game, and when you are calm, I will come to the palace.” ”

As he spoke, Qinglong arched his hand and said, “Leave.” ”

As soon as the words fell, the green dragon was shaped like a dragon out to sea, and jumped towards the cliff of White Tiger Mountain.

The white tiger walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the countless chessboards floating between the mountain streams.

Those chessboards were unfinished chess games between him and countless supreme beings, most of which left in the middle of the chess and never returned after leaving. Some of these beings are alive and some are dead.

Unfinished chess games are sealed here by the White Tiger, waiting for the opponent to return or a new opponent to restart the game.

These chessboards are exposed to strong winds and the sun. But without losing its spirit of slaughter, there is a faint sound of golden iron horses.

“Ten Thousand Worlds, such a big chessboard, within Ten Thousand Worlds, all living beings are pawns,” White Tiger muttered. “It depends on who is the last one to finish”

While muttering to himself, the intermittent picture of the wisp of divine thought coming back appeared in Bai Hu’s mind, seeing his doppelganger being hammered to death by the young man from the novice village, and the green tendons at his temples bulged inch by inch.

“Although my doppelganger birth novice reserve violated the rules of “Ten Thousand Worlds”, but the doppelganger died at your hands after all, how to say this account must be sorted out with you, I hope you will not die too early in this chaotic world”

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PS: This book should be on the shelves on Wednesday, and it should be ten more outbreaks on the day, I hope that if it is convenient for you, I will support the first decision on that day, thank you! This dialogue between the white tiger and the green dragon borrows a fragment from chapter 47 of my own book “Online Game of Ten Thousand Realms God-level Soul Hunter”, which I found familiar and not surprised.