There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

No surprises!

No surprises!

The clear light rose, and Nie Wushuang appeared at the edge of the chessboard.

The whole person was like a sword out of its sheath, extremely sharp, with boundless murderous aura condensed on his body. As the sword intent spread in all directions, the bloody smell was so strong that even the Taoist of the Calabash frowned slightly.

However, this aura was fleeting.

Soon, it disappeared from his body.

Nie Wushuang pursed his lips slightly and smiled faintly.

It was not that he could not control the murderous aura and sword intent on his body. After suppressing the realm, he should not be able to control it. If he could hide this murderous aura and sword intent at will, it would not be normal.

"Continue?"

The Taoist of the Calabash stared at Nie Wushuang.

"Continue!"

Nie Wushuang smiled unchanged and nodded.

At this time, he had already placed several clones on the chessboard, and they had occupied the space where they were, waiting for an opportunity to break through the space cracks and go to other squares on the chessboard, like a virus to pollute and erode.

Swallowing the breath and transforming the origin.

Getting closer and closer to the origin of the chessboard.

If the origin of the chessboard can be captured.

After that, with the Dharma clone as its carrier, Nie Wushuang is equivalent to having an extra space with him, and this portable space is a strange domain, a strange rule system. If it can be completely controlled, the strength will be greatly enhanced.

Of course, it is difficult to achieve this level.

It takes a long time to confront and kill.

However, even if it cannot be completely controlled in a short time, Nie Wushuang can still take a certain advantage.

...

The clear light rises, and Nie Wushuang enters the game again.

When Nie Wushuang and the sword slave on the opposite side are put into the chessboard space, the gourd Taoist and the sword demon on the opposite side suddenly communicate.

The communication between the two is pure spiritual communication.

With the strength of Su Yujin and others, they naturally don’t know the content of their communication.

Even, they didn’t notice the secret communication between the two, and at this time, their attention was not on the gourd Taoist.

To be honest, it is difficult for them to avoid being uneasy now.

After coming here, I thought I could pass through the secret realm and go to the endless void to find the outer energy to practice, and after capturing it, I would wash and polish my natal flying sword. I never thought that I would be forcibly pulled here by a gourd Taoist.

Fighting chess?

Using real people as chess pieces?

Others are the knife and I am the fish.

There is no power to resist.

Being a chess piece is fine, but I am afraid that if I have no use value, I will be abandoned by the other party at will, and I will not even be qualified to be a chess piece.

The other party said that he was a guide from the Sword Pavilion.

But...

If he is really a senior from the Sword Pavilion, would he treat the juniors like this?

What about the black-clothed sword demon opposite?

Is it possible that the sword demon and the swordsman of the Sword Pavilion system are not in a relationship of life and death?

Even if they cannot resist, they can't help but worry.

Worried about their own fate, and also worried about Nie Wushuang.

They don't know Nie Wushuang's plan, they only think that Nie Wushuang is going through life and death for them.

Although, it seems invincible and undefeated.

However...

This fight cannot tolerate any failure. Once it fails, it will be gone.

Whether it is Su Yujin or Jian Yibai and his wife, they want to replace Nie Wushuang.

Unfortunately, there is no chance.

...

Fuck!

When he opened his eyes, he saw dazzling red.

He was falling, and flames rose from under his feet and rolled towards him, as if the high temperature of a furnace attacked him.

Volcano?

No!

It's not a volcano!

This is a huge fire-breathing monster.

And he was at the throat of the monster, and flames were sprayed from the abdominal cavity below along the esophagus.

Too much!

This chessboard is getting more and more weird!

Last time, he was one against a thousand, fighting against thousands of swordsmen in the entire Gucheng alone, most of whom were at the level of Earthly Evil True Man. He almost killed all the swordsmen in the entire city before finding and killing the target.

Now, he put himself in the monster's mouth from the beginning.

Moreover, Nie Wushuang sensed a familiar breath from this monster, the strange breath from the sword slave.

That is to say, after entering the chess game, although the chessboard weirdness turned his opponent into a monster without self-awareness, he stuffed himself into the monster's throat, and in a breath, he was about to be burned to death by the flames.

Fortunately, Nie Wushuang had a Dharma clone.

The immune clone emerged and took the damage instead of the original body.

The damage of the high-temperature flame did not cause much blood loss.

Just letting the flame burn, it would take at least several days to consume the blood of the immune clone.

Nie Wushuang, who was half a step away from the sky, naturally had a lot of blood in his immune clone, which was not so easy to consume.

Of course, the immune clone could only defend.

Another clone flashed out, turned into a three-legged golden crow, opened its mouth, and took a deep breath at the flames surging from below, and then absorbed all the huge flames into its stomach, and then burped and spit out a puff of green smoke.

The third clone flashed and hit the squirming flesh wall hard.

Taiyi!

The energy exploded, blasting a big hole in the flesh wall.

The wind rushed in, accompanied by the bluish-white skylight.

Nie Wushuang rushed out of the broken hole.

The person was in the void and turned around to look back.

A big red bird was wailing in pain behind him, but with its mouth open, no sound came out.

The vocal organ of the throat was broken.

There was a big hole in the entire throat, and blood poured out like a flood from it.

Life is not long!

Nie Wushuang's body dropped, and he rushed towards the mountain wall on the side. He stood on the cliff and watched coldly as the red bird transformed by the sword slave hit the mountain wall.

Bloody and bloody.

Alas!

A bit of clear light appeared in front of Nie Wushuang.

I don't know why, but Nie Wushuang felt an emotion from this light, even though it was just a ball of light.

It was a feeling of helplessness and disgust.

Is this an emotion caused by the strangeness of the chessboard?

Even so, the guy could only act according to the rules. Since Nie Wushuang had won, he could only send Nie Wushuang out of the country as a gift.

As for the Dharma clone left by Nie Wushuang.

This is a loophole in the rules. The Dharma Appearance clone is not Nie Wushuang himself, and the soul aura of the two is not even the same.

In other words, in the strange eyes of the chessboard, the Fa Xiang clone was just an intruder who followed Nie Wushuang in, but had nothing to do with him himself.

Nie Wushuang did not violate the rules.

…

Nie Wushuang appeared on the edge of the chessboard.

Just when he thought the next game was about to begin, the sword demon on the other side of the chessboard spoke up.

"Junior brother, can you join me in the battle?"

What's the meaning?

Nie Wushuang frowned and looked at Taoist Calabash.

In his opinion, Taoist Calabash should refuse the other party's request. After all, he had won several games for him as a chess piece, and he would probably continue to win in the future.

Of course...

It is better to chase the poor bandits bravely!

Don’t be a famous academic overlord!

However……

"good!"

Taoist Gourd responded enthusiastically.