Chapter 114

The chessboard emits a light that shoots the bullfight, and the air shines into the sky. The lazy qi contains a trace of chaotic and infinite law, which includes the whole green pine, the sea of clouds, and the peaks. The powerful holy mind and Wang Nian even included the two old men who did not agree with the two thoughts of Yin and Yang Taoism in the whole ethereal heavenly Taoist map.

It seems that for a year, the light shines on the whole ring, almost melting the air. The treasure, formerly known as the ethereal infinitely mixed with the heavenly map, was included in the palm of the night's palm, and his body also jumped out of it.

A mouthful of blood spit out from Chen Ping's mouth without a tongue. His eyes were like eggs. He was escaping and stuffed into his mouth, and his surprise was overflowing. Lazy!

Lazy!

Lazy...

The two words constantly echoed in the depths of the soul of the night. All the thoughts, splits and shadows returned to themselves, and the sea of knowledge condensed the lazy, hazy, vague, faint, like sleeping, and sleepless.

You can't see, you can only see laziness! You can't smell it, you can only smell laziness! You can't smell your nose, just sniff lazy! I can't feel it, I just feel lazy! I can't understand, I only know laziness! You can't understand the law, only understand laziness! I can't remember the past and this life, but only laziness.

Laziness, waving in a group of luxuries, stupid, not knowing the whole time, called chaos. This wonderful feeling makes the night seem to turn into a cotton-shaped cloud, flying in the free sky, lazily gathering and dispersing, and naturally bumping. Then the lightning collided and turned into rainwater, irrigated the earth. The night feels like a wisp of dinginging spring, lazily flowing through the stream, across the rivers and seas, through the stars, through the universe, through life and death.

Lying lazily in the black and white world of Go, he finally found a huge chess and card at night. However, this huge chessboard was only 19 longitudes and latitudes. The night divided 361 shadows to occupy the place where 361 falls, and the chessboard is in the palm of the hand.

"This... My..."

The look changed from surprise to decadent in an instant, and his eyes were dim. The sadness was greater than the death of his heart. The obsession in his heart had disappeared, and his fighting spirit melted.

Zhang Ye looked at the teenager in front of him, and the split attached to Chen Ping's shadow heard such a voice from his shadow: useless, everything is useless. At the beginning, I took the risk of forcibly leaving a soul imprint in the Tiandao map and almost died. Even if my father's divine mind was maintained overnight, what's the use of getting the Tiandao map...

What's the use of working hard...

Hate, helpless...

The night is moved. People with white hair overnight are sad when they have gray hair. With such efforts, the fighting spirit of the teenager is destroyed in his hands, and he can't make progress in his life. The night felt the same way, as if he saw another person suffering such a fate.

The night reminds me of the words that the old man said vaguely: heaven and earth are born with me, everything is one with me, and China is one person, and this person's world. That's why the old guy Cui Niu briefly told me a little about "Everything" after explaining the free travel.

Now, he attached the night to Chen Ping's shadow and felt his pain. Chen Ping's pain also seemed to be projected on himself by the split. He strongly felt that Chen Ping might be another situation in the world, and he was suffering another pain for himself.

This pain is precisely caused by my own reasons, which makes the night more sad.

So, he made a decision that ordinary people couldn't understand.

Grabbing the bamboo flute, he played a tribute to life with the power of faith, which not only recovered his injury but also recovered Chen Ping's injury.

Then, he handed the Tiandao map to Chen Ping, who was looking at Jiang Ye with suspicious eyes, and said with a smile, "What kind of picture is this? I don't need illusion anyway. Please help me take more care of Jiang Rong in the future. She is my sister!"

Chen Ping's suspicion turned into surprise. His hand trembled and took the ethereal heavenly map, and his face still looked unbelievable.

Then, he opened the picture, and his face was dark again in disbelief, and he looked at the night aggrievedly.

It turned out that the two old men playing chess in the Tiandao map were transformed into the soul, so the two old men were missing above. However, it's just that two artifacts are missing. With the magical essence of Tiandao on paper, the power has not been reduced much.

He scratched Ye's forehead with embarrassment, and then said, "As a winner, I need a trophy to show, so it's understandable. However, if you can defeat me in the future, I will return those two old guys to you.

Hearing Jiang Ye's words, Chen Pingyuan's depressed and dim eyes aroused his fighting spirit again. He clenched his fist tightly and said, "Jiang Rong, I will take care of it for you as a reward for returning my Tiandao map. Moreover, I will definitely defeat you openly, get back your booty, and wash away my shame.

After saying that, he said to the puppet referee to admit defeat and turned around. However, he suddenly turned around and said seriously to the night, "You are a respectable opponent. Maybe we will become friends in the future."

Then I will never go back.

Zhang Ye touched his nose and said to himself, "I really have to thank this guy. In just a few minutes, it took me to see the new three chapters of the lazy heart."

Then he also left the crystal space. Although the harvest was great this time, the consumption of his mind was also great. He went out and wanted to find a place to doze off.

While witnessing all the processes, Ge Qian scolded, "You are a prodigal son. Can't you give it to me? That's a famous artifact, artifact. Let my crystal space merge, and I guess it can be easily transformed into a super artifact..."

Alpha, the Wolf King, also looks unbelievable: "Can this guy even break the fantasy of Tiandao? And you don't even want the Tiandao map? What did Boss Cui Niu teach him? However, fortunately, Tiandaotu was not taken away, otherwise the loss would have been great this time.

After sighing, the two old men sighed and continued to pay attention to other competitions. The two old guys seemed to be more anxious than the players themselves. They pinched them there, and their necks were crimson with excitement.

"Earth kitten, beat him, mock..." Ge Qian watched the competition of the earth element panda and was anxious.

"Liqing, electricity, ice and wind..."

"Feng Dun sneak attack, wind panda, you are an assassin..."

"Well, sputtering is useless. Hurry up and howling..."

The two old guys bet on their own artifacts, and they can't afford to lose. They can't wait to fight for them.

After the night comes out, I immediately start to pay attention to my partner's game. The third talent met the summoner Xiao Xiong, and Lei Ming met Zhang Jingcheng. The most tragic thing about the star evil was that he actually met Wu Xianlong.

The night pays attention to the battle of three people at the same time. If you want these partners to win, it will be perfect to meet yourself in the finals.

However, the imagination is beautiful, but the facts are always tortuous. On the scene, Xingxie has been completely at a disadvantage, because Xingxie's spiritual attack has no effect on Wu Xianlong, the Confucian teenager. However, Wu Xianlong took out part of his real ability - spell. The spell seemed to be instinctive on him, and his casting speed was almost as easy as he said.

Wu Xianlong is elegant, the Confucian clothes are spotless, and the battle is not slow, as if everything is under control.

He kept repeating the two ends of the magic words in his mouth, and then repeatedly issued two spells.

Red plum: A 4-meter-wide red plum-like flame emits, causing certain damage.

Loose red plum: The petals of the red plum flame disperse and form an explosion. A huge red plum blossom rain with a radius of 10 meters is formed, causing certain damage.

These two spells are one-in-one spells, and scattered red plums are formed on the basis of red plums. The power and lethality are average, but it is particularly horrible to use it in Wu Xianlong's hand. The reason is his horrible casting speed.

Almost with words, two spells can be issued in a second, and these two spells have no cooling time at all and can be connected indefinitely.

Spells without cooling time are very abnormal. Imagine that if there is no casting cooling time for the holy hydrotherapy of the night, then he adds infinitely to himself. With his current positive power close to 1000, he restores 100 positive power in 1 second, 10 seconds is 1,000, and one minute is 6,000. Continuous casting is equivalent. Yu won't die.

Under such a spell attack, the vitality of the star evil has declined rapidly. However, the star evil has been refined into the existence of the holy wilderness body, and its vitality and resilience are almost comparable to the existence of hero inheritance.

"Con admit defeat, you don't have any chance in front of me." Wu Xianlong said warmly, but this is a little harsh in people's ears.

"Huh, are the wolves all a group of arrogant guys?" Xing Xie said disdainfully, "Look at my stone statue!"

Xingxie's whole body quickly stiffened, and the black breath lingered around, completely resisting the magic element and forming a petrified layer on Xing Xie's body.

The magic effect of Wu Xianlong has no effect on the body of Xingxie. The fossilized Xingxie of the whole body is not only not attacked by magic, but also increases the defense of the whole body by dozens of times, and it can quickly restore life, but the only drawback is that it cannot be attacked.

Wu Xianlong suddenly said, "I thought what it was. It turned out to be the petrochemical skills of magic insects. Why are the abilities of your lonely city passively beaten? Speaking of which, this is also the tradition of your ink. You like to shrink in the tortoise shell.

This one's mouth is a little poisonous, but unfortunately, his poisonous eyes can also see that Xingxie has no chance of winning, just delaying time.

"Well, even if you lose, you have to lose a little longer, but it doesn't make you feel good." Xing Xie thought in his heart, and then kept procrastinating.

Wu Xianlong has no choice but to summon the magic doll to fight, constantly consuming the star evil, but using his fist to smash the star evil into a stone. The speed is not generally slow. Xingxie has more and more potential to be an immortal Xiaoqiang.