"What kind of martial arts are these?" Ye Shaohao picked up the slightly yellowed "Divine Movement" and started watching. These martial arts are probably all magical martial arts lost to the Xuanwu Continent. He actually

None of them has ever been heard of. I am afraid that Ye Shaohao's expectations of the existence of these techniques.

The palms are endless, one wave is better than another. Ye Shaohao seemed to see a hand that can cover the sun and thousands of palms. The thick palms are broken through the void. No one can stop this. This is not the power of the world.

Did you see the sky that was faintly distorted in front of Ye Shaohao? Didn’t you see the light-filled martial gods falling from the sky?

“Buzz buzz…”

The divine palm that still left a few afterimages in front of Ye Shaohao had disappeared without a trace. The next second, a blurred figure of white mist appeared in front of Ye Shaohao, as if it were still as if it were a mountain.

, movement brings a powerful power, rushing forward like a wave, and even the void is stirred up by this realistic power.

This is the divine movement. The image that was directly transformed in Ye Shaohao's mind, and with Ye Shaohao's strong understanding, he could not see that this technique was not something that he could understand at this level.

What kind of monsters are these ancient people? They are definitely characters that can only be described in horror. Ye Shaohao suddenly shuddered when he thought of the scene of the fall of the God of Martial God that had just transformed into his mind.

Such many martial gods may be killed even if they are killed, needless to say, with one palm.

What made Ye Shaohao feel extremely regretful was that these ancients could not leave any traces in his mind. Facing this treasure, Ye Shaohao certainly wanted to take it away, but he found that he was in a dilemma.

The magical White Stone Space can definitely put away these ancients, but when Ye Shaohao recalled the hidden power of destruction he felt when he wanted to try this, the idea disappeared without a trace. He didn't want to do it for it.

Such a secret book of magical skills was directly erased by those taboo forces.

However, if you want to imprint it in your mind, Ye Shaohao found that besides being able to remember the techniques you have learned, all other memories will disappear without a trace while letting go of ancient times. Only by understanding them can you understand them

Take it out, or you will slowly comprehend here.

The person who set up this game was definitely a god with high minds, Ye Shaohao sighed so much that he could only comprehend the "Divine Movement" in his hand in the end, and then walked towards the chessboard on the right.

Bai Zi vs Hei Zi, the one who had a large wine jar was obviously the owner of the cave, and it was Bai Zi, but the owner of the cave was deducing the chess game alone, forcing his side to a dead end.

The defeat was like a mountain, and it was just like a gangster. The pieces that Bai Zi fell on the chessboard showed signs of being engulfed by the opponent. When they were in a dilemma, they looked at the remaining pieces in their hands. It was obvious that Black side was in an absolute advantage and had already eaten Bai Zi.

Half of it fell.

What is the purpose of the owner of the cave to set up this chess game? Ye Shaohao sat in the position where the owner of the cave had made it. Looking at the black and white chess pieces in front of him, he seemed to feel the despair and gloom in the heart of the owner of the cave.

As the general trend is, it is no longer a lucky number that can be changed by one or two chess pieces. No matter how much effort you work, you can only be surrounded and eaten one by one.

"Why? Why... Why is God so unfair to us, why do we put us in such a situation? What crimes do I have?"

At this moment, such a picture appeared in Ye Shaohao's mind. A warrior dressed in white held a magic sword in his hand, looked at the corpses all over the ground, and raised his head and felt a painful sound that roared the sky. Wherever the sound waves passed, the world collapsed.

Broken, a scene of doomsday.

This place is obviously not a desperate place filled with blood and energy in the battlefield of gods and demons. It seems to be the place where ancient warriors originally lived.

"Those who have left and have not come back, those who are still here are all dead, and those who have not died are heartbroken. When will this battle be the beginning?"

The white-clothed warrior waved his hand, and there were more than 500 corpses around him, all of which were emitting colorful light. A ball of light gathered towards the white-clothed warrior, and he was put away immediately. Then the white-clothed warrior

It turned into a white light and disappeared between the world, leaving only a desolate speech spreading on this battlefield.

"All the way, my comrades gathered your souls and turned into immortal divine books for future generations to understand that my martial gods would not break this game, and if they did not break that day, they would rather die alone and be like you.

Soul mate.”

...

Ye Shaohao sat in front of the chessboard in a daze. The owner of the cave seemed to be the white-clothed warrior. He lived in seclusion here and wanted to break through the shackles, but did he do it in the end? I'm afraid he ended up in a sad end.

"Why.."

Ye Shaohao sighed softly, but it sounded like a vicissitudes of life and ancient voice. I don’t know if it was Ye Shaohao’s or the voice of the dead cave owner.

Ye Shaohao's eyes were focused on the chessboard, as if it turned into a dead rock, and he was dazed at the chessboard that had no choice but to retreat.

There is really no way to go, is it really a dead end no matter how you do it?

Yes, all the ways to attack the opponent's camp have been blocked. I am afraid that if a piece of chess is left, it will be a trick that will completely embezzle the overall situation that was already in decline.

"However, wouldn't it be nice not to look at the decline that has already occurred? What if it is...

Ye Shaohao looked at the chess game, intoxicated as if he was falling into an alternative madness, and had already picked up a white piece and landed on the chessboard full of black pieces.

Regardless of the decline, open up a new way of life.

Without the ties of the defeated chess piece, isn’t this another world? And just because of this sudden white piece, the situation that Bai Zi’s side was already like a stagnant pool suddenly turned out to be completely transformed.

This moment is destined to be a moment of history and a moment of changing the fate of Xuanwu Continent.

Even if hope is slim, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, it can still turn the tide and eventually trip up the opponent that is huge enough to cover the sky with one hand, right?

Ye Shaohao thought this was OK.

He didn't know what the overall situation was, and he didn't know how it was what a king should do. Perhaps this was the characteristic that made him break this chess game that the ancient martial artist who was called the God of War could not crack even if he thought hard.

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There is no reward for any magical secrets. This is just another refreshment in the state of mind. It makes Ye Shaohao's heart as crystal clear as a pearl without the guidance of a famous teacher. Ye Shaohao, who has reached this level, already knows that he cannot gain power through the increase of spiritual power.

What can help him improve his cultivation is the sublimation of a heart of Tao.

Using his body to control the Tao and using his body to control the stars is the realm that Ye Shaohao needs to reach now. Although his star realm and blood prison have been cultivated to an extremely high level and have reached the supreme realm of the Martial Master stage, he knows that he is still

I have not fully understood the artistic conception of the seven-star fist. Just talking about the word "Helping Yin and Yang" is not something that can be achieved by killing the two poles alone.

If you want to reach a high level, Ye Shaohao knew that he still had a long way to go, just like the horror of the moves described in "The Divine Movement" I saw before. Even now he dared not take it head-on, just like the old Dragon King Wu Zun.

The terrifying strength in the past should be many times stronger than the martial arts master stage.

After climbing this peak, I thought I had reached the highest point in the world, but I found that many people had secretly walked past the place where I was standing, and there was a holy mountain beside me that I could not see.

This feeling of being at a loss is enough to disorient someone with a weak mind.

But who said that in Xuanwu Continent, you cannot achieve the strength comparable to that of a martial god? As long as you can escape the exploration of the heavenly tribulation that can be called the killer of the martial master, Ye Shaohao will have the confidence to let those warriors die as much as possible.

The way to achieve this strength is to have four powerful barriers he has, of course, including the Seven Evil Demon Puppet who has escaped to somewhere. Ye Shaohao doesn't want the monster who looks exactly like him to be on the Xuanwu Continent

Make waves.

"Squeak..."

The small wooden door is made of aged sandalwood. This is a high-quality wood that can exude a pleasant fragrance. After the warriors can concentrate and relax when meditating, Ye Shaohao finally has the opportunity to understand this already sealed.

A long history.
Chapter completed!