Long Live Summons!

Old Chess laughed: “Man is not as good as day. ”

He rushed over to King Gao Peng, a prisoner disguised as a pyroscopic housekeeper, with the intention of ending up with the other party in the ensuing banned powder star burst.

Wang Gaobeng, the prisoner of heaven, reached out and falsely controlled, stagnated Chess Lao in the air, smiling: “I, am not me 6,000 years ago. And if I hadn't been exhausted, with your strength, how could I have been killed? Chess King, my old friend, you can go alone. I have a task to do. I can't go with you. ”

He shook his hands gently.

Old Chess immediately bounced backwards.

When Old Chess rushed up again for the second time, a thousand pieces of chessboard chart had been released, and King Gao Peng, a prisoner in heaven, had become a fiction and disappeared into the secret path of light.

“Alas, old.” Old Chess stopped darkly and leaned down to pick up the chess pieces on the ground that shook the breath and sat down again.

The 6,000-year-old town guard, while guarding the enemy, also imprisons himself.

Until now, the duty of guarding has not truly left him.

Freedom, to be his own again.

At the last moment of his life, though briefly, he really felt happy playing chess. When he put a piece of chess on the board, he smiled on his face and spoke to himself as if he were talking to someone: “Finally, you can relax to play chess. What regrets do you have, though you can't stop it, but you've done everything you can... In the next life, if only you could be reincarnated into the Tower of Heaven, vomiting blood spectrum, I really want to see it all...”

When he placed the pieces gently on the chessboard, he noticed a slight variation in the chessboard.

“Is this my god? ”

Old Chess was stunned at first, then revealed a bitter laugh, is restoring freedom, is releasing his responsibilities, and only at the last moment of his life did he realize God, his life is really ironic.

Has it been the duty of steadfast guardianship for 6,000 years to confine one's own gods?

Outside Sun Island, Yueyang has disappeared.

For the departure of this strange young man, the fallen fighters of the Dark Realm did not chase after him, and they intensified their interconnection.

Under the joint communication of nearly 10,000 quasi-class and nearly 100 celestial classes, tens of thousands of years of dark passages were studied and the unlimited dungeons were successfully connected. Before it was time to look at the strong seal inside, everyone fled immediately. Idiots also know that today's solar island is about to explode, its sealing energy has been disrupted to the extreme, and countless currents are flashing wildly with electric snake thunderbolts, because of the sealing power, the whole island is shrinking, and in a moment of reaching the limit, it will be a devastating explosion.

And then, after a devastating explosion, the entire space, because of the space, will be torn apart and distorted into a space storm, eventually evolving into a black hole space that devours everything.

Every living thing that falls into it will never survive!

Because of the interconnection of the dark realms, the entire earth and the heavenly realm are equally strange signs.

Ground, split.

Even the center of Solar Island is torn in half.

Numerous space fractures friction each other creating chaotic energy streams that wander around and destroy any touching objects.

The rugged capital of the city has collapsed, and the entire Sun Island is deformed and distorted, except for the secret path of light, as if an invisible demon hand were twisting.

The people fleeing were everywhere, almost all of them fleeing to distant valleys, attempting to escape by means of canyon blockades, the day of birth, and very few others panicked and fled like blind-headed flies to Solar Island. The massive crossroads on the ground burst out of huge mouths, like the big mouths of the flood monsters cracking open, mocking people silently.

Historically, Hitachi, which was never captured and became Sun Island, the rear base of the heavens, 6,000 years ago, has now finally collapsed.

Light secret passage.

Old Chess closed his eyes, steady his fingers and gently lowered the last piece of chess in his hand.

Time, ten seconds left.

This will be the last ten seconds of his life.

When Chess Lao unfortunately smiled and was ready to die, suddenly he saw a young man and came out in the secret passage. Standing behind this young man, there's a bunch of ghost-like guys, many of whom are acquaintances of old Chess.

“Impossible!” Old Chess would rather believe that this is an illusion before he dies.

“Although I can't stop the explosion of the pink device, I can postpone it for three minutes. Three minutes, not much, can't finish a game of chess, but a lot can be done.” The young man who came out in front of Old Chess, of course, was Yue Yang, and the shadow like the ghosts behind him was the Thong Tian Ta Wu Man sealed inside, or the rebel leader of the heavenly realm who remained in Thong Tian Ta.

“Turns out, Gao Ben came in, just to cover you.” Chess now completely understands.

Kao Peng, why did you come in here to expose yourself if you couldn't stop the explosion? He wasn't showing off to himself, he was covering for the young man.

I was shocked when I saw the King of Heavenly Prisoners. All my heart was on the enemy of Gao Peng. I didn't realize that there was a young man who saved lives under his own eyes. This young man is the new generation of the prison emperor... He is younger and wiser than the previous emperor... Chess old man looked at himself not much, slowly walked around Yueyang, heartfelt as if hit by a gavel.

Lost.

Lost again!

This time, instead of losing under the invincible power of the Imperial Emperor, it was losing under this young man's mind.

If they hadn't come forward, they would have died without knowing that they had failed.

The ghostly shadows, a tall, thin shadow, stood up and smiled at the old chess man: "Chess King, we're all old, we're all old men, now it's a young man's world, why be so obsessed? Come with me to the Tower of Heaven. Being a freelance chess player is better than being a watchdog to the Central Temple! After all these years, we have figured out that the resentment of the past, if you want to let go, can let go... Come with us, the great gloom of 6,000 years is wasted here, you have done enough. ”

Chess shook his head heavily.

Slightly sighed: “Thanks, you should know that I am the least used to changing circumstances. I admire the fact that you fought for the Emperor of the Prison in the end. If I leave with you today, I will look down on myself. I envy you. Six thousand years ago, someone missed you and came to save you. Is that the tradition of the Tower of Heaven? ”

“There is no tradition at all in the Tower of Heaven, and if there is, it is the old man who moves away and makes the young man appear.” Another ghost-like shadow bursts into laughter.

“Too bad I wasn't born in the Tower of Heaven.” Old Chess slowly sat down, reached out and wiped out all the chess in front of him.

The chess pieces fell, just like he was in the mood at the moment.

There's a shadow coming up.

Reach down gently on the board.

All pieces are automatically returned to their original position, no worse, exactly as the old chess player just placed them.

He said with seriousness and seriousness: "You are completely wrong, the inheritance of the Tower of Heaven is not the place of birth, not the race, not the blood, but the soul! A soul inheritance that is everywhere, spiritually, physically, willingly, intellectually and even throughout the mind. It is very dark and utterly indescribable. Only those who perceive its existence are the true Muslims of Tong Tian Ta... We are different from the life of the heavens because our souls inherited, from generation to generation, not inherited power, but inspired the soul. Only those who desire to be elevated in the soul through cultivation, like us, are the true Muslims of Tong Tian Ta. We only recognize each other as Tong Tian Ta people. You were denied our recognition, not because you were born in heaven, or because your race and blood were different from ours, but because you were never truly strong. ”

“A life is always more than strength. ”

Speaking of which, the shadow leaves with a tremendous head.

The other shadows followed.

Old Chess closed his eyes and trembled.

Shame on his face.

He stood shaking, walking to the end of the secret path of light, to the impending explosion of the Prohibited Pink Star device, muttering: “So I was never really a strong man? Too late, if I'd known that, I'd still give it to my favorite chess game of my life, me, wrong! ”

Sun Island exploded in a dazzling storm of light.

The entire city of Sunshine, and even the entire mountain canyon, is instantly devastated.

One minute after the Big Bang, a tiny black hole emerged, and the larger it was, it absorbed everything around it, flames, energy, debris, shockwaves, and space, and turned it into an extinct space where everything disappeared.

A hundred kilometers away, in front of Yueyang, stood the ghostly shadows.

These people, the youngest, have long beards, one, all old guys, and they're unshielded, and they look like beggars.

In fact, they don't have a body, they just exist in a state of soul, and with their power, immediately the whole person can become a golden glitter. Yueyang doesn't understand. If you don't get handsome, why do you look like such a beggar? Do people who have died once have a particularly dark mind?

“That's how it goes. The old turtle asked me to come up and find you. I didn't think I'd be able to get you out so soon.” Yueyang glanced at the prisoner Wang Gaobeng, who was restored to the status of a pyrostone butler, and asked: “When are you going back to see the old turtle? ”

“We're not going back.” King Gao Peng shook his head: “Tong Tian Tower belongs to you, we old men exist, are completely redundant. ”

“Just bring Yuen Long up to gather with us sometime.” There was a shadow laughing.

“In fact, we still have a lot of work to do, and some things are not done, and we cannot go back and report to His Majesty the Prison King that we will be back with these humiliating defeats. Kid, leave us alone. You're busy. You don't have to worry about us old guys.” There was a shadow with a particularly loud voice and a particularly fierce temper, grabbing Yueyang's collar and yelling: “Your boy wants to be a new generation of prison emperors, his strength is almost there, you need to work harder yourself! ”

“I'm me, he's him!” Yueyang Dahan, who wants to be the second king of the prison? If you want to break into the world of fame, you will not be Queen Fabrizi's second conquering queen, nor will you be the second prison emperor, but the new heir to Yue's family, the new legend!

“I'll see you here in a year. If you're less than three, we'll restore our strength first. Otherwise, not enough heavenly giants will die with one hand.” King Gao Peng patted Yueyang's shoulder: “I've never seen anyone as young as the tower, but I've never seen anyone like you. Third Major, you really are a pervert. If you weren't the heir to the Imperial Emperor, I would probably have had to kill you. ”

“Hey, is that what a senior should say?” Yueyang is angry, if you don't give him some treasure artifact or something, forget about it, and make fun of him like this?

“We will not be commanded until you have the approval of the Imperial Seal.” The most serious and serious shadow of the heads of the people, to Yueyang slightly arched hands: “Goodbye first. ”

Yueyang was speechless for a while.

The Imperial Imperial Seal, you can only throw walnuts at Frost now, when will you get its approval?

Never mind, your treasure is the most powerful, don't count on other people's artifacts!

It is as if to hear Yueyang's heart, whether it be the star scorpion or the blade of the Tao, or even the lazy ocean earth on Yueyang's wrist of the battle beast, emits a fluctuation of joy.

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