Jiuling Continent, Zhennan Palace, Shenwu Palace.

Su Mo was playing chess with a man who was about forty years old and dressed in a purple-gold robe with mysterious patterns embroidered on it, as if it contained the power of endless rules.

Every subtle movement carries with it an irresistible sense of oppression, as if an emperor has descended to the earth. Every gesture he makes has a magical charm that makes people bow down to him.

This middle-aged man was none other than Yuan Gang, the third generation Emperor of Taihao Heavenly Court.

Ever since Taihao Tianting joined Xuanmen, Yuan Gang Tiandi would often visit Su Mo, the only Xuanmen disciple outside, every three to five thousand years. In addition, Yuan Gang Tiandi deliberately flattered him, so over the past hundreds of thousands of years, Su Mo and Yuan Gang Tiandi had some friendship.

“Tick-tick…”

Fine beads of sweat kept dripping down from Yuan Gang Tiandi's forehead, hitting the chessboard and splashing fine dust. Although it was not the first time he played chess with Su Mo, he still found it a little unbelievable.

When cultivators play chess, they compete in the way of divination, and for hundreds of thousands of years, they have had the support of the towering tree of Xuanmen. Every time a new small world is integrated into their Qingtian Realm, the benefits they gain from Taihao Heavenly Court are not only second to Xuanmen, but also among the top forces. Their overall strength has more than doubled.

As the master of Taihao Heavenly Court, needless to say, as early as 180,000 years ago, Yuan Gang Tiandi relied on his abundant resources to successfully survive the great calamity of heaven and earth and was promoted to the first calamity great supreme. Now, 180,000 years have passed, although he has not been able to trigger the second great calamity of heaven and earth and break through the realm of the second calamity great supreme, he has taken a big step forward in the realm of the first calamity great supreme and entered the realm of the first calamity great supreme.

But the Su Zhenchuan who was facing him was only a master god, and there was still a big gap between him and the supreme being. Compared with him, he was two major levels and more than ten major realms behind. Even if his main cultivation was not the way of heavenly secrets and karma, he was still far from being comparable to a master god. Normally, it would be a piece of cake for him to beat Su Mo, but in dozens of games, he, the great supreme being, had never won once. It was simply weird. Sometimes he even suspected that this Su Zhenchuan had hidden his true cultivation and was actually a great supreme being of the second calamity or above.

Just as Emperor Yuan Gang frowned and racked his brains to think about where to place the next move, Su Mo seemed to sense something, raised his head slightly and looked towards the chaos outside the sky.

"coming!"

As if to confirm what Su Mo was thinking, the chaos around the newly born Thousand Worlds shook violently, as if the entire chaotic world was trembling.

"Whoosh..."

A ray of extremely bright starlight, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the darkness, instantly pierced through the chaotic void. The light was strong and dazzling, and wherever it passed, the chaotic energy was dispelled, leaving behind a long streak of light.

The light dissipated, and a tall and majestic figure with starlight shining all over his body walked out. He stood tall and straight, like an unshakable sacred mountain.

There was a mysterious star mark between his brows, like a bright star embedded there, flashing a mysterious and ancient light. Around the mark, there seemed to be countless star tracks slowly flowing, containing endless power.

His appearance seemed to cause the surging chaotic energy around him to suddenly stagnate.

His gaze was deep and far-reaching, as if he could see through all the secrets in the chaos. With a slight movement of his body, the starlight rippled around him like water waves, like a dream.

"This is... the Star Lord of Tianyao?"

In the four directions of the chaos, some great masters who had not yet left were shocked and looked at the majestic being with starlight all around him, their eyes full of awe. This was an old antique who had lived for thousands of epochs. It was said that he was already a ninth-level great master three hundred epochs ago.

"I knew that Daozu Hongtian and the others would not just let it go."

"Now, there's something interesting to watch. Fortunately, I didn't leave early."

......

The eyes of the great masters gradually lit up, and they were secretly glad in their hearts. This kind of battle between the strongest can not be seen casually, and even for the great masters, it will be of great benefit.

There is also the origin of the thousand worlds in that square. Who knows, they might still have a hope of coveting something.

"Boom..."

At this time, a terrifying blade light cut through the chaos. The light was extremely bright, as if it carried the power to destroy the world. It was like the Chaos Devil creating the world, with an invincible momentum. Wherever it passed, the chaotic energy surged violently like boiling water.

Powerful force impacted all around, and the space was torn and distorted by this force, as if it was going to split the vast chaos into two.

Then, a figure slowly walked out from the knife light. He was wearing a yellow shirt, and his sleeves rustled in the breeze of the chaotic energy. His face was a little rough, like a rock carved by time, with hard and sharp lines. His eyes were bright and bright, like burning flames, revealing endless wildness and domineering. His aura was domineering and unparalleled, as if he was the controller of this chaos, and everything had to submit to his majesty.

"This is the Master of the Divine Desolate Sword. I didn't expect that even this person would be invited out."

"Now, that person is probably in big trouble."

......

Some of the Lords and Great Lords who recognized this peerless swordsman were trembling in their hearts. This Master of the Divine Desolate Sword was an unrivaled powerhouse who was in no way inferior to the Master of the Heavenly Radiance Star. A hundred epochs ago, he was able to fight against three ninth-rank great Lords single-handedly and not lose the upper hand.

Now, a hundred epochs have passed, and even if this Master of the Divine Wilderness Sword has not been able to take that step, he is not far from being promoted to the Tenth-Rank Great Lord.

“Cough cough cough… cough cough cough…”

Suddenly, intermittent coughs sounded in the chaos. The sound was weak and hoarse, but it had a strange penetrating power. Every cough was like a heavy hammer, hitting the souls of the surrounding masters and great masters fiercely.

All the great masters only felt their souls tremble violently, and they had a vague urge to vomit blood. Those masters were even more miserable, their natal worlds trembled violently, the three thousand rules of the heavens were in chaos, and a large amount of heaven and earth collapsed into pieces.

The next second...

A black light appeared without warning not far from Tianyao Star Lord, Shenhuang Sword Lord and others.

The light dissipated, and a tall, skinny old man walked out.

He was hunched over, as if he was carrying a heavy burden. Every step he took was extremely difficult, as if he would fall down at any moment. His frail body was like a candle in the wind, as if it would be blown out in the next moment.

However, the slight aura that occasionally appeared made the surrounding great masters feel palpitations.

It was a cold, sinister aura, like being stared at by the most ferocious venomous snake, making people's hair stand on end and their backs chill.

His face was shrunken, with wrinkles crisscrossing like ravines. In the deep eye sockets, a pair of eyes flashed with a strange light, as if they could see through people's hearts. The tattered black robe on his body fluttered in the wind, adding a bit of gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

The chaotic energy around him seemed to be avoiding him and did not dare to get close to him.

"This...is this the Dark Demon Lord?"

The pupils of the great masters in the surrounding area shrank, as if they had seen some ancient ferocious beast, with an unspeakable panic and uneasiness in their eyes.

The Black Spirit Demon Lord is a well-known great demon god, synonymous with death. Countless worlds have been destroyed in his hands, even three of the Middle Thousand Worlds were destroyed by him.

The number of great overlords who fell in his hands, exceeding double ten, is truly a great evil star and a great terror.

"This time, Old Man Hongtian and his men really invested a lot of money. That person seems to be in danger today."

If these three old antiques join forces, even a tenth-level great master will be defeated. Although that one is strong, his hope of defeating these three is slim.

at this time......

An ethereal voice came from the new middle thousand world, sweeping across the chaos.

"Now that everyone is here, let me go."

"The Twelve Celestial Gods and Demons Formation, rise!"

......

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