The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

Every night, the color of blood in the sky would become denser.

The blue and red stars finally crashed into each other, leaving the world dark. Ordinary people stared in amazement at this rare sight of a thousand years ago.

Dressed in a red robe, Ren Qianxing brought the demon sword with him as he made his way to the Chess King's Cave stealthily.

Yan Zhaofeng wore a gorgeous robe, wore a crown on his head, carried a heart sword in his hand, brought along a god-like figure, and set off along with Sai Hua Tuo and his men.

They thought that this was a match between a king and a king, a match between a handsome and a winning opponent would be able to obtain a treasure.

The prophecy left by Heavencraft 25 said, "The path of the benevolent is one of life, and the demonic path is in a perilous situation. On the day of the mind defense, the game of life and death began. The victor will rule the world, and the common people will live in misery. "

Whether one was a foot taller than the other or a foot taller than the demons depended on their abilities.

Regardless of whether it was Ren Qianxing or Yan Fufeng, they both had a reason for not losing.

The two men who followed by Yan Zhaofeng's side were like gods, while the arrows beside Ren Qianxing did not speak a word throughout the entire journey. Each of them carried their own thoughts in their hearts.

In the quiet and secluded bamboo house, Heavencraft Zi, who had his eyelids closed before, suddenly opened his eyes. His muddy pupils had become clear and bright.

He took out a small golden board and looked in the direction of Mirror Reflection Lake. Then, he stood up.

The sky was covered by dense dark clouds. It was dark and depressing.

In Sword Crafting City, Li Dao tidied up a set of white clothes under the care of Jian Xiong. He raised his sword that was four feet and a half long and stroked his hair.

The broad and heavy Fierce Blood Sword hung around his waist as he stood outside the door.

"Let's go. If we're a bit late, we might not be able to make it in time for the chess game!" The Sword Saint spoke with excitement. He was obviously very much looking forward to the life and death game.

"Father-in-law, it's better if you don't panic. Let's talk first." Li Dao unhurriedly straightened his collar in the mirror.

The Sword Saint entered and pulled a chair over to sit down. He said unhappily, "A man, why must you care so much?"

Li Dao stopped what he was doing and chuckled. "Father-in-law, like I said before, you are not allowed to participate in this life-and-death game. That is not something you can touch."

As soon as he said that, his figure flashed and he was already standing outside the door.

"Li Dao, what do you mean by this?"

When the Sword Saint saw Li Dao performing a spell, he did not understand what was going on.

"On the surface, you guys are not allowed to participate in the Life and Death Chess, nor are you allowed to leave this room." Li Dao wiped the sweat off his forehead with a relaxed smile on his face.

There was a cyan light curtain revolving around the door, and Li Dao had already set up a barrier around the room.

This was one of the enchantments in the follow-up section of the Azure Lotus Sword Manual, and was already at the Immortal Realm. Li Dao was barely able to set up this barrier with his current cultivation level. Fortunately, he had succeeded.

It was impossible for the Sword Saint and Jian Xiong to break his barrier.

The Sword Saint was a Grandmaster, while Jian Xiong had yet to reach the Grandmaster Realm. If they were to participate in this life-and-death game, the aftermath of the battle would not be something they could handle.

"Okay, all of you stay here well. When I return, open the Spirit Formation. If I don't come back, this Spirit Formation will disperse by itself after a month. Don't worry."

As the sound of his voice faded, Li Dao had already disappeared.

The Sword Saint was flustered and exasperated as he cursed. However, Jian Xiong did not say a single word. She silently sat on the chair and a trace of dejection appeared in her eyes. It was still her fault that she was too weak and couldn't help him in any way. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left him behind.

While Li Dao was rushing towards the mountain, Yan Zhaofeng and Ren Qianxing were already standing at the Chess King's entrance.

They were surprised to find that there was a small door about the height of a man on the iron gate at the entrance of the Chess King's Cave.

The two of them looked at each other. Although they were surprised, they suppressed the shock in their hearts.

Ren Qianxing was the first to enter the Chess King's Cave, followed by Arrows.

"Zang Feng, don't hesitate anymore. Let's go in as well." Ren Qianxing urged as though he was a god after they entered the cave.

"Uncle, I don't know why, but I feel a little uneasy in my heart." Yan Zhaofeng turned his head around and said as if he was looking at a god.

"Perhaps you are too nervous, don't worry. With us behind you, you will definitely not lose." Ru Shen advised.

"I hope so." Yan Zhaofeng sighed and entered the Chess King's Cave with the Heartsword in his hand.

After they had all entered the cave, an old man in linen robes appeared with a small golden board in his hand. His eyes were bright and sharp.