Chapter 743

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Mrs. Wang was shocked and said: "Junior brother..."

"..." Jiang Xi glanced back at her coldly and only said, "Keep your eyes open."

At this time, Master Xuanjing suddenly discovered that the sky was dark and covered with thick clouds, reaching straight to the top of life and death. He couldn't see clearly at first, but then he could see it clearly, but he couldn't believe it.

It wasn't until many people around him noticed the billowing black cloud that he finally confirmed it, twirling his beard and shouting: "How is it possible?! How many chess pieces are there?!!!"

Black chess pieces rolled into the river as far as the eye could see.

Some are dead and some are living. All of these people have had their faces melted by some kind of magic, their mouths and tongues have been pulled out, and they cannot speak even if they regain their consciousness.

Behind them, there are birds and animals controlled by Zhenlong chess pieces, including dragons and snakes.

"Mo Weiyu!!"

"The ink burns..."

At this time, these people turned back to stare at him, but they were more afraid than angry. Some of the people who were approaching him even took a few steps back involuntarily.

"Madman... Mo Ran, are you crazy..."

"How many chess pieces have you refined?!"

Mo Ran opened his mouth.

He wanted to say, no, not me.

But if it wasn’t him, who else could it be?

The door of life and death in time and space opens again, and the Tao Xianjun descends into the world with millions of soldiers.

What is the difference between him and Ta Xianjun?

They have the same memory, use the same spells, and master Mo is equally good at the Zhenlong chess game played by the Immortal Lord Club. If the chess pieces made by Ta Xianjun are not given special orders, they will also recognize Master Mo as their master.

Therefore, he killed his relatives and massacred the city, and practiced forbidden arts.

Thousands of troops and horses scatter beans and become an army.

Subvert the world, and all living beings will be spoiled.

These were all his doings, and no one had ever wronged him.

More and more chess pieces are pressing in, and there is no end as far as the eye can see. They are like black ink spreading quickly on the rice paper, getting closer and closer step by step.

Some people are already panicking: "What should I do!"

Mu Yanli said angrily: "Mo Ran! What else do you have to say! You designed all this! I only hate that Tianyin Pavilion did not intervene in this matter earlier and kill you!"

Dark clouds cover the sun, making the sky dark and the earth dark.

The mountain is full of desolate winds, and these tens of thousands of dead chess pieces are like huge bells hanging in the sky. They will fall to the ground at any time, shattering the world, and killing people like ants.

The ink-burning pupils tightened and he looked at the sky.

Everyone did not want to be captured without restraint, so they were already fighting with the chess pieces with their swords or at close range. This time the battle was much more intense than before, with blood and screams everywhere.

Heads rolled down.

Intestinal discharge.

But there is still a steady stream of black water rushing towards the skyline, which is endless and terrifying.

Suddenly I heard Xue Meng's shout in the distance: "Dad! Mother!"

Mo Ran turned around quickly and saw that Xue Zhengyong and Jiang Xi were both covered in blood. The bright red splatter was so intense that it was hard to tell whether it was their own injuries or the blood stains from killing the enemy.

Xue Meng struggled to squeeze towards his parents, fighting all the way, but was outnumbered.

"Xue Meng——!"

Mo Ran wanted to help him, but Xue Meng seemed very conflicted when he saw him, and Xue Meng was avoiding him.

Suddenly, a dead soldier from the Confucian Feng Sect raised his sword and stabbed Xue Meng in the shoulder. Blood immediately flowed out and the light armor was stained.

"Xue Meng...Xue Meng!"

Mo Ran rushed towards him anxiously, but there were so many people fighting, and they were so far away, he couldn't get through... He couldn't get through...

After being injured, more chess pieces rushed toward Xue Meng, and the young man's figure was quickly engulfed in a group of Zhenlong puppets with red eyes.

"Monger!"

"Meng'er——!"

Screaming.

It was Mrs. Wang’s voice and Xue Zhengyong’s voice.

The ink has never heard such a scream that broke his bones.

His scalp was numb.

Xue Meng......

No.

It shouldn't be like this.

There must be a way, there must be a way! !

Since Hua Binan asked him to come here and set up such a situation, it was definitely not to let him see the summit of life and death destroyed. What did Hua Binan want him to do?

What do you want him to do? ? ! What exactly does Hua Binan want from him? ! ! ! What is this "surprise" for? How can I end this, how can I let him go...

suddenly.

He thought about it, he understood.

The ink burned for a moment, and then his heart beat loudly.

He finally understood.

Hua Binan's cruel actions not only ruined his reputation, but also made him unable to turn back... He understood.

Nangong Si did this in Jiao Mountain.

Chu Wanning had done it in a duel in his previous life.

He has no spiritual power now... but his spiritual core is still there.

He could feel the brilliance flowing in his chest, rising and falling with his heartbeat.

The ferocious and crazy sneer of the Immortal Monarch in his previous life seemed to appear before his eyes again——

"You have no spiritual power anymore. If you continue to fight with me, your spiritual core will be broken. Master, you are so proud, you will not be willing to be a mortal even if you die, right?"

He knew what to do.

His eyes were warm, and amidst the flames of war, Mo Ran's mood suddenly calmed down.

In his previous life, Chu Wanning committed martyrdom and told him personally that the saying that all living beings are the first and oneself is the last is not an empty statement.

He seemed to see the pale face of Chu Wanning in his previous life before he overdrawn his spiritual core.

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