After the Taoist Ancestor left, Ye Chen's face looked extremely ugly.

The heavens are fighting so tragically, so how can I feel like playing chess? I am not from your family, so you don’t feel sorry for you!

"Brother Ye, let's play in one game?" Chaos body smiled.

“Not available.”

Ye Chen's answer was as simple and straightforward as before in Huashan, just looking at Cangmiao.

The barrier of the heavenly realm has not yet disappeared. If someone in the human world borrows the Dharma, he can still return to the heavens. However, this seems a bit difficult. If he fights the Dharma borrowing, he will suffer backfire. Most of the human kings will not be much better, and he will suffer backfire. Maybe he is still whining in the bed at this moment?

Or maybe he is the descendant of Zhou Tian, ​​but he understands Zhou Tian’s ancestor. The Wusander was indeed in bed, but he did not complain. He fell into a deep sleep with a backlash. In a sense, his reversal against the will of heaven was even more violent than the backlash that Ye Chen suffered.

"Make trouble." Fu Ya's face turned very dark.

There are also many quasi-emperors of the Tianxuan Sect, all of whom are casting spells to help the human king fight back.

The Taishang Immortal Realm ushered in the deep night in the tranquility.

Ye Chen is like a statue, still looking at the sky.

The Chaos Body, without urging her, held an ancient book and was quite addicted to reading it.

I don't know when I saw someone coming.

Nai Taishang Laojun looked at Ye Chen with a dark face, then took the list of gods, and hung beside Ye Chen. What appeared inside was the battle between the heavens and human worlds, which had not stopped, and was tragic and bloody.

Click! Click!

Ye Chen's fist clenched and clattered.

The roars, roars, shouts of killing, and wailing sounds intertwined into a sad burial song, full of demonic nature, drowned his heart again and again. The eyes that looked at the List of Gods were instantly covered with bloodshots. He never felt that he was useless. He was in danger in the world, but he could not go back and could only be this sad spectator.

"Master's personal order, the Gods' List will be here, and you can see the human world war every day."

Laojun stroked his beard. This was not said to the Chaos Body, but to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen said nothing, his eyes were filled with red and bright red and blood was about to drip.

"Senior Brother, Master is too cruel." The Chaos Body glanced at the Gods List and sent a message to the Grand Lord of the Shang Dynasty, "He is in a state of mind and has no chance of winning with me."

"This is a barrier." Laojun said slowly, "When you are in a state of chaos, how can you reach the ninth level of heaven? If you watch the bloody battles of the heavens, you can still play with you calmly, which is the real Nirvana. Cruelty is a bit cruel, but it is the most direct and effective. You can't even cross this barrier, how can you break through the sea of ​​chaos."

"I understand."

The Chaos Body took a deep breath and realized that the Zu was trying to refine Ye Chen's state of mind! It seemed simple, but it was extremely dangerous. If you don't do it well, you will become a demon. It is so difficult to truly ignore the war in the heavens.

"Winner, Master will force the Chaos Sea for you."

Laojun slowly dissipated, and some misty words were sent back.

After hearing this, Ye Chen's eyes flashed with surprise. He took a last look at the Gods List, lifted up his robe, sat opposite the Chaos Body, raised his hand and picked up the chess, and made a move.

The Chaos Body smiled, collected the ancient books and took the chess pieces.

The chess was settled, and Ye Chen followed suit, which was quite rapid. It seemed that he would defeat his opponent in the shortest time.

The Chaos Body looked calm and knew Ye Chen's intention.

However, he would never let go of water. Since he wanted to cultivate Ye Chen's state of mind, he could not let go of water. He had to do his best to be that evil person and the tiger blocking the road.

If Ye Chen is not forced into a desperate situation, he will not be able to undergo Nirvana.

Kill! Fight!

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

This game is not as quiet as imagined.

In the list of imperial weapons and gods, it is not only the scene of the war, but also the sound of the war. Every roar and every roar are like a sharp carving knife, engraved on Ye Chen's soul.

Ye Chen pretended to be calm, but his expression was painful and his face was pale. He forced himself not to listen or pressure himself not to watch. But the scene, but the sound was like a nightmare that entangled him, causing trouble to him again and again.

So much so that his hands holding the chess piece were trembling.

The tenth emperor of the Great Chu was really miserable in his life.

And the historical scene is really amazingly similar.

In the past, Di Huang created a love disaster to temper him, which almost hurt him to his mind.

Now that we have come to heaven, there is another disaster. The disaster of refining the heart is no less than the love disaster.

The same is that both disasters are extremely cruel. One wants to lose his lover, the other wants to abandon his hometown, let him watch the battle and play chess games; he wants to listen to the wailings of the people to defeat a chaotic body that is not weak at all.

This barrier is even more emotional barrier.

One is the Emperor Huang, the other is the Hongjun; one is the Great Saint Body, one is the Peak Emperor, and the two supreme levels are indeed more cruel than the other. They do not regard Ye Chen as a human being, and the two fronts and backs will torture him to pieces.

Above the misty, the Taoist ancestor stood gracefully, quietly looking down at Ye Chen.

"Hongjun, you are too cruel."

Emperor Xuan said casually that his eyes were not very good. He could see Ye Chen's paleness and also know Ye Chen's state of mind through the vast sky.

"He needs a Nirvana." Daozu said calmly.

Why!

Emperor Xuan sighed and couldn't bear to read it anymore. He understood the truth, but the process was too cruel.

Bang!

In the small bamboo forest, another piece of chaotic body fell, and the chess piece was fixed on the chessboard, with a crisp sound.

"Brother Ye, you lost." Chaos body said lightly.

On the opposite side, Ye Chen picked up the chess, but settled in the air. He looked at the square board and the horizontal chess pieces. He didn't know where to land. Before he knew it, his chess energy was exhausted.

"Come again."

Ye Chen brushed his hand and took off all the pieces.

The Chaos Body is quite conscious and has never let go of water, nor is he ready to let go of water. His chess is like his way, and it is natural, with one son and one thing.

On the other hand, Ye Chen had a little more confusion in his Taoism.

If the chess is not done, the Tao is not done.

From the beginning, he was suppressed by the chaos body. Even though he tried his best to save the defeat, his mood was already in chaos.

This time, he lost faster.

"Come again."

Ye Chen glanced at the list of Gods, and his eyes became scarlet red.

The Chaos Body does not speak, only plays the game.

This night was quite long, and there were all winners and losers in one game, and the losers were all Ye Chen. His mind became more and more chaotic, and the defeats were more and more tragic.

The first ray of sunshine suddenly reflected in the fairyland.

Ye Chen's black hair, which was like a waterfall in the past, turned into a snow-white patch, his eyes were slightly highlighted, bloodshot in his eyes, and his face was still so pale, showing a lot of morbidity.

The game and the torture of the night seemed to awaken the potential demonic nature inside him. Not to mention playing chess, he couldn't sit steadily and wanted to rush to the sky. He roared hysterically at the sky. This impulse could no longer be suppressed. It was not his hand trembling, but his entire holy body, as if he was facing ice, and he was so cold that he wanted to curl up.

The Chaos Body frowned for a moment, feeling a little unbearable. This barrier is too difficult.

But he still lost his fortune and lost the last bit of energy in Ye Chen's chess game.

Failed, the Holy Body was defeated again.

"Come again."

Ye Chen was quite irritable, and pushed the chessboard with another hand and grabbed a chess piece. His hand trembled in the air, not knowing where to put it, not knowing where to put it to win.

At this moment, he was like a vicious gambler, holding the only remaining copper plate, and was struggling to bet big or small, as if he had made a mistake in one move, and he would be doomed.

“It’s good to take a break.”

Chaos body took a deep breath and looked at Ye Chen now, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

The holy body that covers the eight wildernesses should not be like this.

But the more this happens, the more he can't bear it and can't help but let it go.

How chaotic would it be to make Ye Chen fall into such a depravity?

"continue."

Ye Chen's eyes were scarlet and he finally fell.

During this period, he looked at the Investiture of Gods and the battle in the human world.

Why!

Chaos body sighed again in his heart and then picked up the chess piece.

"It may be counterproductive if this is a mess."

Emperor Xuan emerged again. Judging from Ye Chen's condition, it was indeed very bad.

The Taoist ancestor was silent, with no expression on his face.
To be continued...