The general trend is invisible but tangible.

Feixian Ridge is endless and vast, with magnificent waves, with picturesque landscapes and vast wilderness.

Ye Lingtian stood above the sky, and the general trend of Feixian Ridge that he saw was like an immortal sleeping and lying on the earth in the East Wilderness. In addition, there was an epic dragon vein buried under the Feixian Ridge, which merged with the general trend of Feixian on the surface, which turned this world into a Fengshui treasure land that was hard to find in the world.

"Bang"

A loud bang spread to all directions.

It was the big black cat who blasted open the gate of the tomb under the mountain.

After the door of the tomb was opened, the ancient and rich, gloomy and bone-accusing aura swept towards me. I don’t know how many years have accumulated.

Da da! Da da da!

There was also a huge sound of advance, which attacked from the tomb, which was terrifying and chilling.

"Can't it be haunted?" Murong Tianlin swallowed and said, "Die Cat, can't you let Brother Ye study it carefully. Are you breaking the door of this tomb? Let me tell you, if this is haunted, I will be the first to throw you out!"

"As long as it is not the tomb of the Emperor, even if it is a ghost, I can beat him up!" The big black cat shouted with smugness.

"Something is coming out." The little princess exclaimed.

It was a group of soldiers with a total of thousands of people, each with illusory shapes, cold energy, cold clothes on the outside, sharp battles in his hands, and an unknown flame flashing behind his eyes.

"The evil spirit becomes a soldier!" Ye Lingtian fell from the sky to the little princess, Murong Tianlin, and said, "Any big tomb will surely have a yin energy soaring into the sky. After a long period of accumulation, some yin soldiers will be nurtured. This group of yin soldiers will not seem so easy to deal with. The existence buried in this tomb must be extraordinary."

"It is rumored that the Yin soldiers are afraid of light. How can this group of Yin soldiers be safe and sound in this scorching sun?" Murong Tianlin said.

"That is the tomb of mortals. The Yin soldiers born in the tomb of monks are themselves a kind of creature. They have developed their spiritual intelligence and achieved success in their cultivation. They can even turn into evil ghosts that are unbearable to saints." Ye Lingtian said as he took out a chessboard.

There are 180 white pieces and 181 black pieces inlaid on the square chessboard in the ancient well. At first glance, I don’t think there is anything, but when my mind sinks into it, I will see an incredible forest and everything. The small chessboard is like a small world of heaven and earth, held in my hand by Ye Lingtian.

"Good thing." The big black cat just glanced at it, as if he could see the truth, and said with a fiery look: "Boy, if you have such a good thing on you, you should have taken it out earlier."

"Come out and suppress you?" Ye Lingtian said with a slight smile.

Murong Tianlin's eyesight was much worse and he asked in confusion, "Brother Ye, is this chessboard a secret treasure?"

"Bad secret treasure!" The big black cat curled his lips and said, "This is a holy object, and the "law of the great way" has been born."

"The holy object that intertwines the "Big Way" and "Law"?" Murong Tianlin shook his head in disbelief and said, "No, even my saints are very powerful. The lethal power of a holy object is simply a slaughter of heaven and earth, and it is unstoppable. A powerful saint who is not powerful and powerful cannot sacrifice it. How could Brother Ye have a holy object?"

"Boy Murong, you're still a little tender. The most powerful thing about this kid is not this holy chessboard." The big black cat seemed to point out. Others didn't know what happened to Ye Lingtian's ancient bronze sword, but it knew very well. Otherwise, there wouldn't have happened that he would have to exchange an ancient scripture for the bronze sword before.

Unfortunately, no matter it is the bronze ancient sword or this sacred chessboard, in the hands of Ye Lingtian, all his power cannot be exerted.

This is like a magic weapon that makes a decision with a blow-out hair and cuts iron like mud. It fell into the hands of a three-year-old child who is underage. Although the child can chop each other up, the power of the magic weapon cannot truly show his edge.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The sound of shouting and killing is overwhelming, running through the world of the soul.

More than a thousand army of ghost soldiers, with cold eyes, occupying the mountains and fields, surrounding the three people and cats in the sky.

They seemed to be the underworld soldiers who returned from the prehistoric era. They had no reason and no thoughts. They only killed all the living things in their eyes!

"Boy, what is flowing in your body is the blood of the God King. You can control all evil spirits and release some blood." said the big black cat.

"The divine body has not yet been achieved. A drop of divine blood can kill at most one Yin soldier. Do you want me to die with blood?" Ye Lingtian said: "You inject all your power into this sacred object chessboard. The most effective way is to kill these Yin soldiers with the power of the holy objects."

Murong Tianlin took the initiative and was the first to contribute powerful and magnificent spiritual essence and injected it into the sacred relics chessboard. The little princess followed closely behind.

Then, Ye Lingtian used the power of the original power of the God King in the Dadao God King body to pull the magnificent holy power of the holy relics chessboard, slowly surfaced and entered the world.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

The 180 white pieces and 181 black pieces placed on the chessboard showed a faint obscure light. One of them was white pieces and the other black pieces flashed and broke away from the chessboard, turning into a huge and boundless phantom of the saint and demon phantom!

Heizi represents the Shura demon, with three heads and six arms, green face and fangs, eyes like blood moon, and energy like abyss. Baizi represents the saint, with a solemn appearance, radiance overflowing, and a majestic body, and overwhelming the eight wildernesses.

The two phantoms of one righteous and one evil filled the universe with yin energy and howling ghosts and wolves, another layer of rich and gorgeous colors were applied to the universe.

"Boom!"

The flags are flying, and the wheels are deafening.

An ancient chariot covered with traces of corrosion and vicissitudes of time, carrying more than a dozen evil spirits of the ghost soldiers and rushed towards the phantom of the sacred saint.

The cold darkness was like a black hole that swallowed all worlds. The saint phantom did not take action. The Shura phantom had already opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the ancient chariot and more than a dozen evil spirits into its stomach.

You can also hear the sound of ancient chariots and fierce ghosts rushing around Shura's phantom's belly, struggling, but in a short while, these dozen evil spirits of Yin soldiers were digested by the violent power of Heizi Shura.

"Awesome! Is this the power of the holy object?" Murong Tianlin moved, "These Yin soldiers, at the worst, are at the Tongtian Realm level, and they are swallowed into the stomach and are destroyed?"

"Sacred objects have the power of "the great way" and "laws", so wherever they go." The big black cat stood aside and said.

"It's fine if you don't come and activate the chessboard together, but you're still talking sarcastic words on the side! It's time to peel your skin." Murong Tianlin cursed.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!