The phantom seemed to be a very beautiful woman, graceful and graceful woman, gently stroking the strings with bare hands.

She shouldn't have appeared here, but for some reason, she seemed to be the commander of the group of soul soldiers and skeleton generals.

The white shadow on the opposite side made a gesture of invitation to Xue Feng. Xue Feng felt that he had a smile, and then he felt a powerful soul power surge out of his body and hit the white shadow.

This soul power was black, black like ink. Xue Feng was surprised when he saw it. This was the first time he had seen the black soul power in his life.

The white shadow opposite him also burst out with a soul power, which was snow-white.

Two completely different colors of soul powers collided suddenly in the air and merged with each other. After a moment, a chessboard formed in the air.

The chessboard is extremely large, almost covering most of the entire yellow sand battlefield. The chessboard is separated by the center line, which happens to be the people on both sides.

"Let's start." The white shadow sounded in Xue Feng's mind. From the sound, Xue Feng could tell that the snow-white figure in front of him was indeed a good woman, and the woman's voice was very similar to Zheng Xuerou.

Xue Feng nodded slightly, raised his hand, and the black soul energy quickly condensed into a chess piece at his fingertips. The chess piece flew out and fell in the center of the chessboard. A black light covered the entire chessboard with the black chess piece as the center. The black light seemed to have some kind of motivational effect. At present, the spirit soldiers of these soul soldiers rose to a higher level, watching the soul soldiers on the opposite side were ready to go.

"superior!"

The skeleton general raised his knife and pointed it forward, saying in a slightly hoarse voice without any emotional fluctuations.

The group of ghost soldiers under Xue Feng immediately let out a roar, holding up the rusty knife in their hands, and the sound of fighting sounded all over the world.

Next, a white piece appeared on the chessboard, and the soul soldiers on the opposite side also moved and rushed towards Xue Feng's soul soldiers. The rusty weapons collided with each other and emitted a unique metal tremor.

The shouts of killing below were shocking, but Xue Feng and the white figure were completely unaffected. They played chess quietly, as if the battles below had nothing to do with them, but Xue Feng himself knew that every move on the board was directly related to the winner and loser of the war.

The black and white pieces fall in each other and are extremely hard on the chessboard. The black pieces are domineering and tough, and can always eat many generals in one move. The white pieces are as gentle as water, pushing left and right, making it difficult for the black pieces to find a breakthrough point.

This game took a long time to play, three days and nights.

In the past three days, Bai Zi has seen him be surrounded and killed many times, but he can always survive and break through the siege. Although the few soul soldiers left under the white figure were killed and defeated, he did not give up at all.

They kept fighting, and some even if their heads were cut off, they kept waving their weapons in their hands to try to make a final struggle. They did not finally stop until their bodies disappeared into a wisp of blue smoke.

Although Xue Feng's body was playing chess with the white figure, his eyes remained on the soul soldiers who were fighting to the death below.

He saw these soul soldiers' eyes full of heart-wrenching hope...

The soul soldiers under the White Shadow were already few, and the White Chess was basically surrounded by death on the chessboard. Seeing that there was no hope of life, a trace of despair finally appeared in the eyes of the soul soldiers below.

"The overall situation is decided, you give up." Xue Feng heard himself say lightly.

The white figure remained silent, and the white chess piece made of soul power in her hand gradually dissipated. She pondered for a moment, looked at the soul soldiers below, and suddenly placed the piano in her hand in front of her, and placed the snow-white finger bones on the strings. With a gentle stroke, the sound of the piano immediately sounded from the strings.

The sound of the piano sounded, and the turbulent music sounded between heaven and earth. The rhythm of this music was extremely rapid. Every grain of yellow sand here seemed to start to jump under this music.

The passionate sound of the piano seemed to be ringing between the hearts of the people, and even Xue Feng felt excited when he heard it.

The soul soldiers below, whose white shadows belonged to the soul soldiers, also had unexpected mutations at this moment. Their empty and beautiful bodies, like a phantom, gradually became solidified, and white bones grew from between their bodies, and the sharp finger bones were stretched out like sharp swords at this moment.

The soldiers in front of them, who were originally like souls, turned into skeleton generals in a flash. The only difference between them and skeleton generals was that they were not wearing the ragged armor, nor the white bone horses under them. They let out a silent roar, as if they were demonstrating against Xue Feng in the sky.

The bottom was boiling, and the white figure was playing faster and faster. It used to be beating a war drum, but now it was like a storm and slamming on the doors and windows like a storm. A dim light flashed through the dark eye holes of the skeletons turned from soul soldiers, and the heat from the yellow sand rose between their eyes, like wisps of burned smoke.

The skeleton began to rush in an invincible manner. The soul soldiers were vulnerable in front of these skeletons and were soon killed by these skeletons. The skeleton general was anxious when he saw this scene and rushed up on his war horse. Even though there were many soul soldiers beside him, the skeleton general seemed extremely dangerous when he rushed.

"Fight." The big knife in the skeleton general pointed to the sky, and the war horseman under him stood up and rushed around the skeleton army.

Xue Feng heard him snorting coldly, and then he saw him raise his hand and pointing towards the void. A star appeared in the direction of his finger. The star shone brightly, which was quite eye-catching under the sun.

"The stars shine in the North Pole, the mysterious yellow energy of the heaven and earth, the yellow sand dances wildly, the general's residual halberd is sad..." A poem was spoken from Xue Feng's mouth. The soul soldiers below couldn't help but stop fighting when they heard this poem, and looked at the star at the moment when Xue Feng pointed. This poem was not well written based on Xue Feng's own appreciation ability, but this poem seemed to evoke the distant memories of these soul soldiers.

"The same heaven cry, the same comrade cry, the relatives cry as if they are so sad, the soul returns, the spirit returns, all living beings and things come to surrender..."
Chapter completed!