The Demonic King Chases His Wife

However, he continued to commit suicide until there was no way out. While Nangong Liuyun once again was tut-tutting on the side closing in on him.

The situation afterwards, was simply Second Brother forcing him to move, step by step, everything was all pushed forward by him.

Wherever Nangong Liuyun wanted him to go, after he pondered over the potential moves and results, he still could only move that step Nangong Liuyun had arranged.

He continuously resisted, continuously seeking ways to break out of the enclosure, but he was powerless.

Tricky and unpredictable, everything was within a turn of his hand.

This round of chess make Beichen Ying’s heart extremely depressed and disheartened.

However, he had just stood up, when he suddenly felt a heat slowly rise from his pubic region.

Beichen Ying stared blankly at his second brother and was immediately speechless.

“What are you waiting for.” Nangong Liuyun gracefully and languidly cast him a glance.

Compared to Beichen Ying’s excitement, Nangong Liuyun seemed a lot more calm.

“Eh, oh!” Only then did Beichen Ying come to his senses!

This chess game was not played in vain, Nangong was using the power of his tenth rank to pressure him to a critical point. At the last moment, Nangong helped him break through.

Beichen Ying had already been stuck at the beginning of the eighth rank for a long time and couldn’t breakthrough. Now, under Nangong Liuyun’s pressure, his confined spirit power unexpectedly began to loosen.

Beichen Ying, without saying anything further, sat cross-legged and sank into this moment of enlightenment.

The corner of Su Luo’s mouth stuck up slightly.

Every layer of the Nine Different Palace Halls was dangerous, Beichen Ying was very fortunate to be able to break through at this time.

The people on Li Yaoyao’s side saw Beichen Ying playing chess, and then all of a sudden, he sat down in a moment of enlightenment. Each and every one of them looked at each other in dismay.

Even playing chess could lead to a breakthrough? Impossible right?

Just at this moment, the black clouds in the sky changed, a countless amount of spirit power gathered around Beichen Ying’s body.

Beichen Ying simply felt a vast and limitless amount of spirit power coming together into one, like a sharp blade thrusting towards him, thin as a cicada wing’s shield.

For a moment, it was like a violent huge wave breaking through a dam. The spirit power grandiosely and madly rushed forth along the way.

On top of Beichen Ying’s head, rays of light continuously sprung up, until finally, it all converged into a sphere that entered into his head.

“Even like this you can advance a rank?” The Luo siblings simply became flabbergasted from watching.

Beichen Ying broke through from the beginning of the eighth rank to the middle of the eighth rank.

Just when everyone was bewildered and without waiting for them to take a breath.

One after another, rays of light once again entered Beichen Ying’s entire body.

“Heavens, oh heavens, this is impossible, right?” Luo Dieyi’s mouth was opened wide as she foolishly stared.

Luo Haochen was also in disbelief.

Those spirit power that didn’t enter Beichen Ying’s body once again converged, and finally, became a ball of light that flew into Beichen Ying’s mind.

“Peak of the eighth rank? All of a sudden, in such a short time, he is already at the peak of eighth rank?” Luo Haochen muttered to himself.

Ever since he was buried underground with his body seriously injured, the old ancestor of his family had taken out a spirit medicine that had been collected for countless years for him to use.

At the same time, five experts in his family was sacrificed, using a secret method to cut off a portion of their spirit power for him to use. Like this, he was only able to be promoted to the peak of the eighth rank.

However, that bastard Beichen Ying, just sat down to play a game of chess and was then promoted? Moreover, he was even promoted two ranks in a row?

How could you ask Luo Haochen to endure this ah?

At this moment, everyone present had cast their gazes towards Nangong Liuyun.

Beichen Ying’s advancement absolutely had something to do with him!

When everyone was still dumbstruck, Beichen Ying slowly opened his eyes.

Nangong Liuyin indifferently glanced at him: “Your state still hasn’t taken shape, it needs to be strengthened in battle.”

The implication being that he needed to battle, battle and battle once again.

Through endless battles, his state would stabilize and thereby, he would truly to be in control of the strength at the peak of eighth rank.

“Ok!” Beichen Ying excitedly nodded his head repeatedly!

The past two years, he had eaten enough suffering in the Magical Beast Forest. Only through fighting without sleeping was he able to be promoted from the seventh rank to the eighth rank.