The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Snapped!"

Behind Yi Feng's head, Yan Chuan put his palm on it.

"Woohoo!"

Yi Feng's hair suddenly disappeared automatically, as if he had experienced the game of chess on a fighting platform most thoroughly.

Yan Chuan looked at Doutai and instilled all his understanding and analysis into Yi Feng.

It's just the disassembly of the chessboard, the understanding of the chessboard. Yan Chuan's vision for many years is naturally much more than that of Yi Feng.

Yi Feng seemed to be on the chessboard for an instant, and quickly understood the chess game of Menciu and Sima Yuntian.

"Boom!"

On the fighting platform, Sima Yuntian grasped the chess pieces and kept falling, his eyes were raging, one piece by one piece, pressing harder every step.

Mencius frowned slightly. Keep falling. Haoran was surrounded by more and more righteousness, and the entire Doutai was dyed white by the two's great righteousness.

Tens of thousands of Confucian cultivators all around, because watching this game of chess, nearly 10,000 people's moods were severely hurt, and they vomited blood to watch.

This game is the pinnacle of chess! It has been down for three full hours, and the sky is already dark. Haoran's righteousness is even more brilliant.

"Return me justice!" Sima Yuntian fell.

"Snapped!"

"boom!"

The gravel surrounding the two suddenly exploded. Suddenly exploded in all directions.

A strong wind blows from the chessboard to all directions, and Mencius's chess pieces are caught in the air, unable to fall for a long time.

All the great sages in the distance trembled.

"It's over!" said a great sage.

"Pop!" Menciu smashed the chess piece.

He raised his head, looked at Sima Yuntian with a fierce look, and sighed slightly: "You have won!"

"boom!"

The sky suddenly exploded towards the sky.

"Ang!" "Ang!" "Ang!"

The three golden dragons of luck suddenly cried out.

The sea of ​​clouds was full of luck, and suddenly flowed towards Fengshence.

Fengshence seemed to have a huge suction force, absorbing the billowing luck.

"expensive!"

The golden dragon cried out in sorrow, the luck was lost, and the Confucian cultivators from all directions were all surprised.

"This, the lord has lost?"

"Impossible, how could my Julu Academy lose?"

"Why, how could the host be defeated?"

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The great Confucian scholars in Julu Academy are all mourning.

The five great sages are even more sad.

The luck of Julu Academy has been 50,000 years old, this is the first time it has been lost! It's the first time someone snatched it!

"Hahahaha, father, grandpa, ancestors, open your eyes and see, I won, and I made Julu Academy pay the price!"

Sima Yuntian suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. In the long laugh, two lines of tears fell unconsciously. Years of grievances were finally avenged.

"Boom!"

With this flow, nearly a quarter of the Qi Luck flowed into the Fengshen Ce, above the sea of ​​Qi Luck Clouds, even a golden dragon of Qi Luck, also suddenly annihilated consciousness and flowed into the Fengshen Ce.

"expensive!"

In Fengshence, there was also a golden dragon suddenly.

Consciousness was annihilated, but after the Fengshen policy, a new consciousness was born again.

A golden dragon belonging to Fengshence appeared, and the golden dragon surrounded Fengshence and roared into the sky.

"expensive!"

The entire Julu City was filled with the excited roar of Golden Dragon.

The air luck stopped flowing, and Sima Yuntian played chess once and won a quarter of the air luck.

Countless cultivators all around watched this scene in surprise, fighting for luck, too easy, right?

Sima Yuntian comforted the spirit of ancestors.

Meng Ziqiu slowly backed away.

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