Chapter 1567 In the chess game

"Senior Brother Zhang Han, you must succeed!"

At this time, with the help of Mr. Tong, Luo Yangxing also recovered some of his true energy and woke up, but his expression was still full of tension.

In fact, the current Holy Land of Tongtian has been pushed to the forefront of the wind.

"Being able to break the record set by Murong Bei is no longer a simple battle between disciples, but also a battle between strength and weakness among our holy places!"

Old Man Tong's tone was solemn.

After all, the core disciple of the Holy Land is not as good as Murong Bei of the Hidden Family. This itself is a kind of provocation and satire against the Holy Land.

If it is another time.

Tongtian Holy Land will not care too much about this kind of provocation, but when it failed to hit the Fengyun List twice in a row.

When faced with such provocations again, the meaning is somewhat different.

It is faintly true that the dispute between the chess game in heaven and earth and the forbidden land has become a standard for judging the strength of a holy land. Once the sacred land of heaven and heaven are timid at this time, or perform poorly, they will immediately be regarded as a weak person.

And in the martial arts world, the strong have always been the prey of the weak.

Once the Tongtian Holy Land is very weak or has insufficient foundation, it will be immediately attacked by the group.

Especially now that the Murong family has produced Murong betray, it is as if it is at its peak and has the momentum to replace a certain holy land.

Thinking of this, Ye Tian felt a little confused again and secretly sent a message to ask: "Elder Tong, in the face of the threat from these hidden families, have the holy land never thought about suppressing it in advance?"

"Hmph, why didn't you think that if you can, some holy lands would be willing to destroy the family directly! But it is not allowed above. There are regulations on the Fengyun List that holy lands can only compete with holy lands of the same level, and cannot kill lower powers or geniuses in advance."

"Otherwise, why do you think the Beigong family is so bold and block the holy land and ask for people?"

Old man Tong sighed helplessly.

Ye Tian was also shocked, and then he realized that even the holy land was involuntary, and there was a suppression of the storm on the holy land.

Even the holy land, hidden families and sects, the greatest purpose of existence seems to be to give the best disciples to the list of storms.

After understanding this, Ye Tian became even more curious about the Fengyun List. At this moment, a sudden scream of exclamation came from afar.

But it was when Ye Tian was talking to Mr. Tong.

In the chess game, Zhang Han had already walked 600 steps in one breath, and these steps shocked the audience.

Ye Tian also secretly was happy for Zhang Han, "It is worthy of being the inherited bloodline. Maybe Senior Brother Zhang Han is really possible to break Murong Bei's record in one fell swoop."

"Boy Ye, don't be too happy too early. Although the inherited bloodline is rare, if it is a declining inherited bloodline, there should still be a few of them in the nine holy places for so many years. But why did these people fail to create records and were created by Murong Bei? Obviously, this chess game cannot be broken by just inherited bloodline."

The demon seed suddenly spoke and analyzed calmly.

Ye Tian was shocked, "Demon seed, what you mean, could it be..."

boom!

At this moment, the chess game shock interrupted Ye Tian's words, but Zhang Han made a move and stepped into seven hundred steps from six hundred steps.

It was another extremely difficult to enter eight hundred steps!

This number of steps has killed many holy geniuses in seconds, but after eight hundred steps, Zhang Han could not continue to move forward no matter what.

Layers of sweat appeared on his forehead, but even so, Zhang Han still refused to give up. He gritted his teeth and took another fifty steps, reaching 850 steps. Then, Zhang Han felt a wave of power loss and was directly teleported by the chess game.

"Oh my God, it's actually eight hundred and fifty steps!"

"But that's right. Zhang Han inherits his bloodline. Although he has declined, it is normal to be able to walk 800 steps."

After all, Zhang Han is not the first or the last of the inherited warriors in the decline of the Great World of Heaven. Before Zhang Han, other inherited bloodlines had joined the holy land or hidden sects to challenge the chess game in heaven and earth. Their steps were usually between 700 and 800.

It is already very terrifying that Zhang Han was able to walk 850 steps, but such steps were still a little worse than Murong Bei.

After being shocked, Sikong Lei and his group took the opportunity to sarcastically again, "It's only 850 steps, Zhang Han, it's a shame if you still inherit your bloodline!"

"By the way, aren't you three core disciples here this time? Or you can compare the remaining one. As long as we can break the record, our Sikong Lei will dare to kneel down and call grandpa!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Another burst of laughter shocked the audience, making many disciples from other holy places look ugly, but the reality is so cruel.

Faced with the unprecedented records created by Murong Bei, many disciples in the holy land felt a surge of pressure and powerlessness.

Zhang Han's expression was even more depressed, "It's all my fault for my inherited bloodline. There are still too few awakenings, only two out of ten. If I can awaken one out of ten, then I may not be able to break Murong Bei's record!"

"Oh, maybe this is fate. Although the inheritance bloodline is strong, Murong Bei's body of enlightenment is stronger. Ye Tian, ​​don't go up for the time being, avoid the limelight first."

Old Man Tong shook his head, looking at Zhang Han, who was the strongest, could not break the record, and Old Man Tong also lost confidence.

I am even more afraid that Ye Tian will be hit if he goes up.

Ye Tian was a little depressed and touched his nose and said, "Elder, if you don't care about me, you don't need to hit me, right?"

Besides, if you did nothing, you would have a grandson in vain, why not do it?"

bump!

Without caring about other people's eyes, Ye Tian suddenly raised his foot and walked towards the chess game of heaven and earth. At the same time, his words also made Sikong Lei furious.

"What a brave man. It seems that you are really no one in the Holy Land of Heaven. You actually asked a garbage from the Heavenly Emperor Realm to come up and make up the numbers."

"Haha, this is not very interesting. Let's see how many steps this little Heavenly Emperor can take. If he can't take a hundred steps, it would be funny."

"Hahaha……"

There was another burst of laughter.

Even many disciples of the holy land shook their heads secretly when they looked at Ye Tian.

But Ye Tian turned a deaf ear to him.

He just raised his foot and took a step into the chess game in front of him.

boom!

The whole chess game was running with a bang, and Ye Tian instantly became a piece in the chess game, but in front of him was not an ancient city or a glacier, but a series of terrifying sword lights.

And the more he moved forward, the more terrifying the pressure of the sword light in the chess game was, but Ye Tian did not hesitate. After all, he had the ancient demon soul.

At the same time, Ye Tian also discovered the special thing about the chess game in heaven and earth. Every step he took was composed of two parts of pressure.

Part of it is the pressure of the chess game itself. The longer he stays in place, the greater the pressure on his body. Secondly, these are the chess pieces in the chess game and those crisscrossing sword lights.
Chapter completed!