"Yes, positioned to your coordinates 172,381, the Tianzi No. 2 holy relics 'Ranke Chessboard' are being activated..."

Not long after, a floating black chess piece suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Jingyan, and mysterious and obscure fluctuations radiated from it, as if they came from another world.

Zhang Jingyan slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched the chess piece... Then, his whole body disappeared into the air with the chess piece, as if it had never appeared before.

Small world, "Ran Ke chessboard".

Bang--!

The explosion came from the air, and the Veda was knocked to the ground like a meteor, smashing heavily between the devastated mountains, shattering large areas of rocks.

The King of Chiyang, as dazzling as the sun in the sky, snorted coldly and faced the terrifying Thunder Emperor. The ancient ape surrounded by thunder was like a war Buddha, and its heavy fist as heavy as a mountain hit the King of Chiyang like raindrops.

The King of Chiyang and the Emperor of Thunder fought with each other, and the fist shadows intersected. In just a moment, one of the Emperor of Thunder's arms broke and threw it hard to the ground.

At the same time, the arcane elements between heaven and earth were boiling again, and Adolf, in the gray robe and gray hat, flashed with white light, and wisps of space fluctuations radiated from the front of his staff.

"The third secret method, the dimension funeral song!"

The space in front of Adolf suddenly twisted, crushing forward like a crusher. The eyes of the Chiyang God King narrowed slightly, and an ancient bronze lamp suddenly appeared on his palm. Under the urgency of the magic, a wisp of candlelight on the ancient bronze lamp expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, a prairie fire covering the sky and the sun burned out, burning the twisted and twisted space of the dimensional funeral.

"A group of ants dares to kill the gods?" The King of Chiyang flashed behind Adolf, clenched his fist with his right hand, and smashed it hard towards his back.

Swish—!

The moment his fist touched Adolf, Adolf's body twisted rapidly and turned into a small white paper man, burned to ashes by the King of Chiyang.

On the other side, the paper man who had been huddling in the corner trembled and gradually turned into Adolf's appearance, with a face full of horror.

"I...what's going on?"

"Just just a substitute for the paper man, a little trick to survive." The secret master said lightly.

When the King of Chiyang saw this scene, he stared at the unknown black-haired man with interest, "The strange method... is interesting."

As he said that, he suddenly stepped forward and instantly crossed the space to the front of the Secret Lord. His right fist was clenched tightly, as if he was holding a sun, and he swung out with one punch, and a terrifying heat burst out.

The secret master's pupils shrank, his hands suddenly formed seals, and rolling black mist spread out from his body, flooding him. When the fist of the Chiyang God King pierced through the black mist, the secret master's figure disappeared.

Three miles away, a black mist suddenly rolled, and the Secret Lord slowly walked out of it, with half of his hair clamped between his fingers.

Hair? When did he pick it? What did he want this thing? The King of Chiyang's brow frowned slightly.

The secret master took a piece of paper man casually, wrapped the strand of hair around it, bit his fingertips and drew a mark on the forehead of the paper man with blood. The paper man and the King of Chiyang were shocked at the same time, as if something was connected to them in the dark.

The King of Chiyang was not an ordinary person. He keenly smelled a trace of threat from the Secret Lord. The light and heat on his body became more and more intense, and his whole body was like a ball of fire sprinting towards the Secret Lord.

"Stop him." The secret master suddenly spoke.

Praise! Praise! Praise—!

Three figures intercepted the way of the Chiyang God King. Feng Zufeng Ruoli, Yan Emperor, Qingya, and Ice Emperor Zhao Qixue, three four Chinese emperors took action at the same time. The strong wind, angry flames, and ice flew towards the Chiyang God King, and the heaven and earth changed in color!

The King of Chiyang Growed Low, and the bronze ancient lamp in his palm emitted a dazzling halo. A dark blue halo was shrouded on him, and dazzling hot energy burst out from his body, like a burning comet crashing into the joint attack of the three emperors.

boom--!!!

The aftermath of the collision directly wiped out some of the promoted mountains, and their power was no less than that of a hydrogen bomb explosion. If the battlefield was not in this independent small world, they had already destroyed several cities at this moment.

The three emperors took several steps in a row, and blood was leaking from the corners of their mouths, and they were already suffering internal injuries.

The King of Chiyang flew out of black smoke with the green halo, but the ancient bronze light in his palm was a little dim. He looked at the emperors in front of him, and a grin appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Bone Rotten Curse." The voice of the Secret Lord came from behind everyone. The black fog around him rolled violently like a boiling sound. The paper man wrapped in the hair of the Blazing Sun God King in front of him suddenly dyed a layer of black. The black spread rapidly on his body like a virus, corroding his body.

The King of Chiyang groaned and staggered, the heat emitted from his body dissipated a little, and a black visible to the naked eye was stained under his skin.

What?

The King of Chiyang only felt that his bones were gnawing at something, and the pain was unbearable, and his movements suddenly slowed down.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the two melee emperors, Thunder Emperor and Veda, flew out from left and right, and the lightning and Buddha light hit the chest of the Chiyang God King, knocking them back for several miles.

In the low altitude, the King of Chiyang barely stabilized his body, stepped on the ground with his feet, his body shook slightly, and a mouthful of blood was suddenly spit out.

He was injured.

This is the first time he has been injured since he entered this Rotten Ke board.

"You... are looking for death!!" A sense of anger appeared in the eyes of the Divine King Chiyang, and the murderous aura was overwhelming!

In his hand, the candlelight of the bronze ancient lamp shone brightly, and the surging flames rolled out, surrounding the King of Chiyang, forming a flame ring similar to the asteroid belt.

The King of Chiyang held the blue lamp in his hand and stepped on the flames. The scorching flame ring slowly flowed...

He is like a true god.

With his roar, a fierce counterattack suddenly came. The current Chiyang God King was obviously stronger than before. Even the eight emperors could not suppress it, but were injured one by one by one by one by one.

The Thunder Emperor broke his arm, the Feng Zu was seriously injured, and the Veda's demon-subduing pestle was all broken. The Eight Emperors' combat power plummeted. If there is any loss, the situation will turn into a unilateral massacre.

"Oh..." The Secret Lord, who was huddled in the end, slowly stood up and sighed.

If this continues, there will be big problems... You can't be more dependent, and you will really be unable to survive.

He took a deep breath, looked at the Chiyang God King who was exploding the Dust Saint, and shouted loudly: "Come here!!!"

The secret master raised his hand, stuck his index finger with his thumb, and then... he bounced his head hard on the paper man's forehead!

The King of Chiyang felt a pain in his forehead, turned around stiffly, and looked at the secret master with his eyes that could spit out fire, and he spoke in a sequel: "You are looking for death!!"

Whoosh-!
Chapter completed!