Fu Canglu

Chapter 590 Whoever Enters My Tomb Can Get Longevity
The little majesty looked at the chessboard born out of the void, the chessboard was densely covered with silk threads, and there was a faint murderous look permeating it, which was hidden and moved with the constant rubbing of his fingers.

Yi Xiao's eyes also fell on the opposite side.

He was always paying attention to the movement on the other side.

He was very fortunate that in the Overlord's Tomb, it wasn't a stone wall or something hard enough that blocked the final passage in the Overlord's Tomb. Even if it was the dense sword energy hanging above his head, it might not be able to stop Gu Shengcheng from killing himself at this moment. impulse.

What is stuck here is the ink disk of life and death.

If there is no ink plate of life and death, even if the coffin of the overlord lying between the two of them is pressed in the center of Tianmen, with countless fortunes suppressed and circulated, hiding great opportunities and fortunes, Gu Shengcheng would not even look at it.

He will pass directly over this mile.

The sword energy in Yi Xiao's hairpin has been used up, and at this moment, there is no vitality left, and the realm stays at the threshold after breaking through the ninth rank. All the hole cards, including the purple box, are on the side of Bachi Mountain. It was exhausted in the battle, the sea was dried up, and the soul power was bleak, so that it looked extremely bleak.

But he knew very well that with this chessboard in the way, he no longer had to worry about his cultivation.

Yi Xiao's eyes swept across his eyes, and he looked at the Tianmen grassland behind the chessboard again. He looked at the extremely quiet prairie and the swaying grass leaves.

Behind the chessboard, sat a chess player covered in an ancient robe.

The whole body of that chess player is made of light, like a dream, his face is hidden in his robe, so he can't see it clearly, and the sideburns that flutter back and forth seem to be three points feminine and seven points heroic.

Yi Xiao tentatively asked softly, "Sir?"

The whole body of that chess player is filled with light, from top to bottom. At this moment, the lower part of the body is finally cast. The chess player under the ancient robe is sitting on an illusory ancient wheelchair. One hand is raised to touch his fingertips. One hand rests on the back of the chair, but the fingertips are extremely immature, and it doesn't look like a hidden old man.

Yi Xiao's pupils narrowed slightly.

He thought of a familiar old man.

Young Master Xiaotao, who is in charge of mind reading, is sitting on such a wheelchair, his knees are weak, and it is difficult for him to walk.

A mellow voice sounded from the bottom of Yi Xiao's heart: "Do you want to live forever?"

He raised his head slightly bewildered.

The ancient chess player cast by the light, as if he had a heart, also raised his head and grinned at himself, but it's a pity that the face was different from what Yi Xiao thought.

It was a boyish face.

There seemed to be some cunning in that boy's face, which made Yi Xiao feel a little familiar, but in an instant, this familiar feeling disappeared without a trace.

"In this world, there is actually immortality."

The voice of the young chess player resounded softly: "Although I am dead, I have followed the people I should follow and blossomed my due value. Even though I am dead, I have no regrets."

Yi Xiao pursed her lips, looking at this face that made her feel so familiar and confused.

He thought of some dead boy.

It's just that the boy sitting in the wheelchair has a completely different face from that person. With a smile on his face, he looked up at Yi Xiao and said softly, "You will know what I mean soon."

Yi Xiao was startled for a moment.

The boy in the wheelchair slowly let go of the finger on the chessboard.

His Highness raised his head, and saw that Gu Shengcheng also raised his head.

There was a dead silence in the whole cemetery.

Yi Xiao first understood how fast the young chess player said "very fast".

After about three or four breaths of silence, there was a violent thunderous sound from the cemetery.

Countless sword qi passed by from the top of the tomb, and each ray of sword qi flew past like locusts, whizzing past, carrying extremely terrifying power.

Yi Xiao stared blankly at this scene.

He turned his head and saw the ray of sword intent driving away the sword energy, blasting away countless stone walls from a distance like a black tide, and leaving the mountain with a majestic sword intent.

That horrific sword intent struck the chessboard, but it couldn't break the chessboard. It rebounded, and the wind paved the way. Yi Xiao staggered two steps. The hairpin fell to the ground, and countless sword intents embraced it and rushed inward.

After a moment, the tranquility was restored.

Yi Xiao looked at this scene in astonishment, he picked up the wooden hairpin in a panic, and found inconceivably that the elder brother's sword energy had quietly returned to the half white cool wooden bun at this moment.

The gust of wind hit again.

Mixed with the bloody smell like a torrential rain, there was the sound of scales scratching along the way, that huge "Dragon King Crossing the River".

Yi Xiao turned around and looked at the huge beast again.

Without hesitation, he chose to hand out the white cool wooden bun
The second burst of sword energy from the hairpin made the entire cemetery tremble.

With a "boom", the world returned to calm.

Yi Xiao, whose lotus clothes were covered with blood, was standing in front of the corpse of the Dragon King across the river. Blood clots and scales exploded all over the sky, making him a little dazed at this moment.

He hunched over, slowly maintaining the posture of handing out hairpins with both hands.

Then he heard a "hissing" sound.

There was a dark, night-like shadow, meandering on the ground, like flowing water, slowly swimming over, the shadow suddenly stopped, as if it saw something, turned around and changed the direction fearfully.

Yi Xiao watched the shadow swim farther and farther away.

He slowly sat on the ground, looking at the blood stains all over the ground, he just felt unacceptable.

It was a black krait.

A black ring snake whose head was crushed by himself is slowly recovering from the injuries on his body. The flat and shattered head has recovered about [-]% to [-]% at this moment, but there are traces of his little diamond body on it.

why.
Yi Xiao turned his head abruptly, and saw at the exit over there, an aging old man, who was pressed by Gu Shengcheng in the void of the chessboard, puff after puff of blood, with Gu Shengcheng's increasing pressing force, in the The surface of the chessboard was splattered, bloody and cruel.

In the end, the old man with disheveled hair was pressed on the chessboard by Gu Shengcheng, and the chessboard was cut like sawtooth, and finally swallowed his whole body into it.

Only then did Gu Shengcheng let go of his hand.

Yi Xiao saw the old man's face.

On that day on the river, the old man wanted to swallow a fish in a pond and turn into a dragon, and opened the gate of heaven for the resurrection of the overlord of Western Chu. In the end, his luck was shot by an arrow and he fell into the Qi River, where he disappeared.

He squeezed the wooden hairpin tightly and murmured tremblingly: "I should have thought of it earlier."

"I should have thought of that earlier."

Scales and blood are everywhere in this tomb.

Experienced an unknown number of years of darkness.

Before he and Gu Shengcheng came, there was a swordsman and a beast.

The "Dragon King Crossing the River", and the ancestors of the Mu family who cast swords.

If it was a fight, life and death should have been separated long ago. Even if they were really evenly matched, they should have exhausted each other's energy, only one breath away.

Where would I meet a Hualongchiyu whose energy and energy are at their peak.

The fish in the pond, the ancestor of the Mu family, and the black ring snake that just entered the tomb.

They should have died long ago.

They are still alive.

At this moment, the voice of the young chess player slowly sounded with an irresistible majesty.

Resounded throughout the Overlord's Tomb.

Holding on to the handle of the wheelchair, he actually stood up, with his sleeves raised, the wind was blowing in the cemetery, the sky was shrouded in light, and he was the only one, descending like an ancient god.

The young man in the ancient robe closed his eyes, sensing the call from the great king, and read out that sentence aloud

"Those who enter my tomb will live forever!"

(End of this chapter)