Zongwu: Two Thousand Years Later, I Will Be the Emperor of Heaven!

　　"I lost!"

　　Bitterness appeared on Li Shimin's face, and he voluntarily conceded defeat. .

Chapter 272

　　A game of life-and-death chess is not only a prerequisite to unlock the treasure of Yingshuntian, but also Ying Yu and Li Shimin, these two characters who are also interested in China, have a small test of each other before the official duel.

　　The outcome was already divided, and the two figures swept down from Life and Death Chess City one after another and returned to their own horses.

　　"Uncle, I lost."

　　Li Shimin packed up his feelings, looked at Li Shentong, said.

　　Li Shentong, who is known as the first master of the Li clan, slapped his nephew on the shoulder and said with relief, "Shimin, it's just a game of chess, - it's nothing."

　　"good."

　　The world will help the master, Xiongba, put his hands on his hips and say aggressively, "Compared to Yingshuntian's treasure, this game of life and death is simply not worth a beat."

　　Treasure!

　　The Qin State, the Li Clan, the World Association, and the Supreme Alliance all came together to share the treasures left by Yingshuntian.

　　As soon as Xiongba said this, everyone's eyes were hot, and Ren Qianxing's breathing became much heavier.

　　Everyone looked at Jingying Lake in unison, waiting for the treasure to appear in the world.

　　Rumble!

　　Suddenly, the sparse chess pieces on the chessboard sank to the bottom of the lake together, and the chess path outlined by the water flow dissipated.

　　Five hundred years of life-and-death chess is finally coming to an end today!

　　Oh oh oh!

　　Jingying Lake is a Jedi located in the mountains. It is difficult for birds to cross. The only way to get here is to use the double swords of the heart and the devil to open the mechanism created by Tianjizi.

　　Five hundred years later, someone came here again to reenact the story of the chess saint Jianzu and Yingshuntian in the past, and played a game of life and death chess.

　　The difference is that today's game of life and death chess is only a chess game, and there is no life and death.

　　The life-and-death chess saw the light of day again, and thousands of dead souls sank to the bottom of Jingying Lake felt that they would usher in liberation.

　　Originally, the scenery was beautiful, and the chess king, who was like a fairyland outside the world, suddenly whistled in front of Jingying Lake.

　　Strange and terrifying black shadows emerged from the depths of Jingying Lake, rendering the originally crystal clear Jingying Lake into a pool of black water.

　　In an instant, the scenery of Jingying Lake changed greatly, and the gorgeous scenery with beautiful mountains and rivers turned into a terrifying ghost.

　　Among the ghostly horns, one after another, twisted figures that should not have appeared in the world, entrenched on the top of the sky and turned into thick black clouds.

　　"How is this going?"

　　"What are these things?"

　　"It's scary!"

　　……

　　Except for Ying Yu, who had been prepared for a long time, the expressions of everyone else changed drastically, and some timid people were already fighting with each other, dripping with sweat.

　　The scene in front of them clearly told them that when everyone was a child, the ghosts that their parents used to terrorize them were not lies!

　　Clang!Clang!Clang!

　　The sound of swords unsheathing sounded continuously, and in the face of such changes, we could only prepare for a war between humans and ghosts.

　　Even if he didn't use weapons, he still used a deep internal strength. Ren Qianxing even turned the innate astral gas that he had just learned into a shield to cover his body.

　　No, there is one person present who can keep calm.

　　That is, the winner of this game of life and death chess, Qin Huang Ying Yu!

　　Facing the scene of the ghosts coming out of the cage, Ying Yu put his hands on his back and said faintly, "Five hundred years later, the ghosts who died because of this game of life-and-death chess will finally be freed."

　　"Not at all."

　　Before Ying Yu could finish his words, in the ghostly shadows in the sky, there appeared an old man with a childlike face and a majestic look.

　　"Fellow Daoist Tianjizi, everyone, it's time for us to go."

　　The old man was in a dark place, and his demeanor was still heartbreaking, and when he said such words, his identity was about to be revealed.

　　Five hundred years ago, regardless of chess skills or sword skills, Ying Shuntian was a legendary figure - the chess master swordsman!

　　"I can finally leave this hellish place, big brother, don't mind my little brother accompany you on this last part of the road!"

　　Before the chess saint Jianzu could finish speaking, another arrogant voice sounded.

　　A mighty man in armor with a majestic appearance and fierce eyebrows appeared.

　　Countless grievances and ghosts, when they saw this man with a fierce aura, all showed expressions of fear and hatred.

　　"The descendants of future generations - Murong Hua, meet the ancestors!"

　　He was called the eldest brother of Chess Sacred Swordsman, and was so feared by the ghosts around him that even if he had never seen the ghost's portrait before his death, he could guess his identity.

　　The Great Qin Empire, the last powerful minister, who almost replaced the Qin family, the great general who protects the country - Yingshuntian!

　　Others are nothing, as Guan Yutian, a descendant of Yingshuntian, or Murong Hua is already kneeling on the ground, paying homage to his ancestors five hundred years ago.

　　Although Ren Qianxing hated Guan Yutian for 'abandoning' his mother, he did not anger the entire Murong family and deny his ancestral origin.

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　　With the father who did not want to admit it, he knelt on the ground and bowed to the sky.

　　Swish!

　　Sleeping together in the mirror reflecting the bottom of the lake for five hundred years, the grievances and grievances can no longer be calculated. The chess master swordsman looked at Ying Shuntian thoughtfully.

　　"Brother, let's go together!"

　　In a title that should not have appeared, the illusory and elusive figure of the Chess Sage Sword Ancestor drifted to Yingshuntian's side, with mixed feelings.

　　The Chess Sage Sword Master, Ying Shuntian, and even thousands of other dead souls have been delayed in this world for a long time. If it weren't for Jingying Lake, which is located on an earth vein, the lake is rich in yin, which not only provides energy to nourish their souls , and also binds them to the chess of life and death, unless the chess of life and death is unraveled.

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　　Otherwise, they can only stay here forever and cannot enter reincarnation.

　　The chess of life and death was broken, and thousands of dead souls were freed again. Under the manipulation of the power, they were about to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation and start a new life.

　　The dead souls, like sparks, want to fall to all parts of China.

　　Unexpectedly, the black spot that the little soul turned into, before it was dispersed, was bound by a great binding force, turned into a rushing wave, cut through the sky, and cast it into the distance.

　　Hehe, my nether world is mature and needs powerful souls, so be the first batch of dead souls to fall into it!

　　Ying Yu watched with cold eyes, capturing every change that occurred when Wan Gui came out of the cage with his divine sense, thinking in his heart.

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　　Tiandi Mountain.

　　Two thousand years ago, most of the high-level officials of the Daqin Empire who were sealed here by the resistance forces headed by the Great Sun Tathagata together with Ying Yu were still asleep.

　　Buzz!

　　In the heavenly palace suspended in the mid-air of the mountain, a sudden change occurred.

　　One side is completely integrated, and there is no trace of the axe. The crystal stone tablet without even a word begins to shake like a living thing.

　　A layer of weak black flames spread all over the stone monument, and the ghost fire from the ghost world strayed into the world.

　　It is made of star fragments, and in the casting process, countless spells are mixed. The God-Conferred Monument built with the power of the Canglong Qisu has the universe, one side of the nether world, connecting the two worlds of Yin and Yang, and attracting the dead souls of the world to return to belong. where they are.

　　Suddenly, the Kuroshio came from a million miles away.Four.

Chapter 273

　　The haze dissipated, and the ghost atmosphere was gone.

　　Watching the thousands of dead souls headed by Qi Sheng Jianzu and Ying Shuntian go away, everyone is relieved.

　　Without raising a hand, many people can be sure that their underwear is soaked in sweat.

　　However, after witnessing the ghosts appearing in the world, after everyone was afraid, they felt a little fortunate and excited.

　　The word "ghost" is a mantra that many people like to talk about, but how many people have actually seen a ghost?

　　Especially, the old ghost from five hundred years ago!

　　Boom!

　　Such a change has attracted the attention of almost everyone, and now Jingying Lake has changed again.

　　Life and death chess spontaneously emerged from the bottom of Jingying Lake without being summoned.The stone pillars, which were more than ten feet high and weighed several thousand kilograms, suddenly shattered.

　　Under the shattered stone coat, dazzling golden light shot out, making people unable to open their eyes.

　　Yingshuntian's treasure finally appeared.

　　"Tianjizi, what a great handwriting!"

　　Ying Yu put his left hand in front of his forehead, blocking the golden light, and stared at Jingying Lake with a sigh of relief.

　　Shiyi broke away from the main body and fell into the bottom of Jingying Lake. There were only thirty-two golden pillars left in place.

　　At the top of each golden pillar weighing several thousand kilograms, an ancient sage is carved: Lao Tzu, Confucius, Mo Tzu, etc.

　　On the surface of the golden pillar, words are engraved: benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and trustworthiness, gentleness, respectfulness, thrift and yield, loyalty, filial piety, honesty, shame and courage...

　　Thirty-two golden pillars can be called the most straightforward irony. If Ying Shuntian was still here, it would be tantamount to giving him a slap in the face.

　　Li Shimin, Xiongba, Guan Yutian, and others, heard Ying Yu's words, and deeply agreed.

　　In order to compete for the treasure of life and death chess, I do not know how many people lost their lives.Who would have thought that Tianjizi, the founder of Tianjimen who built the treasure of life and death chess for Ying Shuntian, actually combined life and death chess with the treasure.