Chapter 962: Heaven and Earth are chess, and the common people are the sons

Catching up with that gaze without any emotion, the Elder of the Gui Sword Sect shook slightly.

Under this gaze, the Elder of the Guijian Sect knew that he didn't even have a chance to resist.

"If you answer this question, then you still have a chance to reincarnate, otherwise it can only be soul destruction!" Ye Chen said lightly.

Cold sweat penetrated the whole body of the Returning Sword Sect Elder, and after a slight hesitation, he sighed slightly: "At the beginning, after I stepped into that illusory gate with the sect master, I came to a black and white world. In that black and white world, there are only endless life and death qi, but these life and death qi are in a state of balance. Originally, I was wandering there, but a few months ago, the two qi of life and death suddenly went berserk, and the two qi of life and death in the entire black and white world was like this! A terrifying silver vortex was formed, I was inhaled into that silver vortex, and after waking up, I appeared in this hell, and then, I provoked a martial arts realm powerhouse, if it wasn't for the arrival of the sect master, I would have fallen by now!"

"Is the life and death of the entire black and white world out of balance?" Ye Chenjian frowned slightly, which was a little different from what he had guessed. At first, he thought that this Returning Sword Sect Elder had also taken the initiative to enter the silver vortex before stepping into this hell.

"Well, before I met the Sect Master, I met several elders from other sects! They went to hell for the same reason as me, so it can be surmised that the balance between life and death in the entire black and white world has been broken!"

"Those martial artists who entered the Sword Tomb should have stepped into hell!" the Elder of the Returning Sword Sect sighed lightly, perhaps it was a wrong choice for the Returning Sword Sect to enter the Sword Tomb in the first place.

"The sect on the Martial God Continent, it seems that Qianchuan Xue and the others should also step into hell!" Ye Chen's sword pointed forward, and the thunder around him seemed to be boiling, and it instantly slammed down, drowning the figure of the elder of the Guijian Sect.

The thunder tore at the flesh and blood of the elder of the Gui Sword Sect, and one of his souls permeated from it.

Ye Chen's sword finger fell again, and the terrifying thunder was like a giant hammer, knocking down on the soul, and the soul became dull, obviously hit hard.

The sword finger was raised, tearing the firmament, and at the end of the firmament, the two qi of life and death rotated out, turning into a whirlpool of life and death, and with Ye Chen's left hand waved, this battered soul turned into a streamer of light and submerged into the whirlpool.

Re-entering reincarnation, it was just that Ye Chen knew that the severely injured soul, the memory of the previous life of this Gui Sword Sect elder could never be recovered.

"Stepping into hell, the next thing is to find them! Compared to the Martial God Continent, this hell is even more sinister!" Looking at the sky that was gradually returning to calm, Ye Chen whispered.

Standing in the void, Ye Chen's left hand was raised, and in an instant, the thunder dragon and the endless thunder under his feet dispersed one after another, and the void fell silent again.

His gaze was slightly condensed, and there were two dim lights floating in Ye Chen's palm, one was the soul of Yun Feng, the sect leader of the Minhou Sect, and the other was Li Ren, the sect leader of the Sword Sect.

"Two soul bodies, but I don't know if I can succeed in refining!" Ye Chen groaned, looking at the fighting figure below with an indifferent expression, "This hell is divided into four hells, eight hells, eight cold hells, lonely hells, and Youzeng hells. The breadth of its territory is far beyond imagination, and it is hard to imagine that this hell will be a small world that has evolved from a generation. It's just that if Qianchuan Xue and them step into hell, it will be a little troublesome to find it, but if there is a huge force, it should be much easier to find! Hehe, Liu Dong has done a good thing, if this blood prison force is strong, then it should be easier to find a disciple of the Sword God Sect!"

A powerful force that is not only able to improve the endless stream of blood crystals, but also can handle some trivial matters.

Ye Chen always understood this, slightly closed his eyes, ignoring the fight below, in the depths of Ye Chen's soul, his connection with the Hungry Ghost Dao still existed, but he still failed to feel the location of the Hungry Ghost Dao.

"Maybe it's too far away!But with the strength of the Hungry Ghost Dao, in the hell, except for the martial arts realm martial artists, very few people can hurt him!" In the end, the only thing that could make Ye Chen worry was the Sword God Sect and the others.

The sound of killing wafted through the mountain stream, and its already blood-red earth was covered with pools of blood.

When the afterglow of the setting sun fell, the killing had just ended, Ye Chen opened his eyes, got up, and walked forward, disappearing into the afterglow of the setting sun.

Gongzi Su Tijian, looking at the corpses around him with an indifferent expression, followed closely behind Ye Chen. Lin Dao and the others also got up one after another, and none of the disciples of the entire Minhou Sect were spared.

As for the next aftermath, it was handed over to Liu Dong to deal with, and the blood prison army that killed the red eyes immediately turned into robbers and swept away the empty Minhou Sect, not even letting go of the corpse.

The Eight Cold Hells, compared to the bare undulating mountains of the Lonely Hell, the Eight Cold Hells have a little more life.

The Eight Cold Hell snows all year round, and its blood-red earth is covered with a blood-red veil, and the falling snow is not white, but blood-colored, and it is extremely weird.

A cold wind blew, rolling up the blood-red snow, and a murderous aura permeated.

Eight Cold City, on top of a sword tower that reaches to the sky, a figure stands in the wind, wearing a green shirt, standing in the wind and snow.

Raising his head, the young man looked at the boundless snow with a little confusion, and muttered softly: "Snowflakes are really beautiful, and only snowflakes are the purest existence in the world, aren't they?"

"But I hate the snow here, the blood-red snow! Because of the killing, there is blood, and the blood stains the snow red!" The young man said lightly: "The snow should not change because of killing, as long as there is no killing!"

The cold wind blew the long hair behind the young man, and his thin green shirt fluttered in the wind.

A figure emerged in the wind, a tall figure, a handsome appearance, if the warriors of the Eight Cold City saw this person, they would recognize this person: Gongzi Yu!

Landing on one knee, this Gongzi Yu, who had a noble status in the Eight Cold City, actually knelt down in front of the young man, and said with a respectful expression: "Lord, the Eight Cold City has been controlled by his subordinates!"

"Reincarnation for dozens of lifetimes, it's hard for you!" the young man still didn't turn around, his gaze fell on the fluttering snowflakes, "This is the world of killing, hell!

Gongzi Yu raised his head and looked at the figure standing in the wind and snow, this figure seemed so lonely.

"Reincarnation of the tenth life, but in the reincarnation, the subordinates found their own persistence, so the subordinates also remembered the dusty memory!" Gongzi Yu's eyes revealed a trace of inexplicable vicissitudes.

"I have already chosen, then I have to continue, heaven and earth are chess, and the common people are the sons! This game of chess, after a long time, I began to play!" the young man chuckled, and the corners of his mouth raised a wicked smile.

"Heaven and earth are chess, and the common people are the sons!" Gongzi Yu muttered softly, got up, bowed slightly to the young man, turned around, and disappeared into the wind and snow.

The cold wind whistling, only the whistling sound of the cold wind was left in the silence of heaven and earth, the young man raised his hand, held the falling snowflakes, and murmured softly: "I will go back, the snow is noble, one day, whether it is the Martial God Continent or the Tiangang Continent, the snow will fall on it!" The wind blew, and the young man's evil smile fell in the wind, and the blood-red snow around him faded one after another, leaving only the white snow like goose feathers.

A sharp sound of breaking wind resounded in the sky, and in an instant, a bloody light streaked across the sky, tore the sky apart, and emerged at the end.

An earth-shattering killing intent permeated above that blood light, and the surrounding void couldn't bear this blood light, and shattered one after another.

Raising his head, the young man's bloody light, a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Old man, it's been a long time!"

The snow around was flying around the blood light, just an instant, the blood light swept out hundreds of zhang, and finally landed in front of the young man, at this moment, the earth-shattering killing intent immediately disappeared, and similarly, the blood light gradually dispersed, and it was a broken sword. If Ye Chen was here, he would recognize that this broken sword was the broken sword that Li Ren had.

The broken sword shook slightly, and the sound of sword groans echoed, and the divine sword was psychic, and there was no doubt that this broken sword showed emotional fluctuations similar to excitement.

There was still a smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, and his right hand poked out of his sleeve, this snow was very white, whiter than snow.

Slender and slender, such a hand is enough to make all women jealous, but this one is the hand that holds the sword.

Holding this broken sword, the smile on the corner of the young man's mouth dissipated, and a trace of remembrance appeared in his eyes: "Reincarnation Baishi, I hold you again, old man!"

"In the past thousands of years, you have not been stained with blood, and the killing intent in the sword has become more and more terrifying, a very nasty aura, old man!" The young man's slender fingers gently slid over the sword body, and the earth-shattering killing intent in the sword body dissipated like evaporating water vapor.

The sword rises, the snow flies, the young man dances in the wind and snow with the sword, his body and breath completely integrated into the surrounding heaven and earth.

For a while, in the void dozens of zhang away from this sword tower, there was no trace of pungent smell of blood, but a trace of plum blossom fragrance wafted, and this piece of heaven and earth was incompatible with the surroundings.

Dozens of feet away from the sword tower, there stood a thatched hut, the roof of which and the courtyard were covered with snow.

A figure stood in the courtyard, the cold wind blowing, and several coughing sounds wafting out in the wind.

Standing in the cold wind, his thin figure looks a bit like a lonely boat on the sea.

"Ahem!" Ri Gong raised his head, his eyes fell on the towering sword tower, his eyes seemed to see the figure standing in the wind through the snowflakes flying in the sky, "I can't see through you more and more, prince!"

"Perhaps, as you said, heaven and earth are chess, and the common people are the sons, but when did this chess start to be played, cough cough!" Sun Gong covered his mouth and coughed, he hated the snow, he hated it all the time, and he hated the snow here even more.

"Can a road come to an end, or is it halfway through the road when there is a fork in the road?" he turned and walked in the courtyard, where a pile of wood was burning, and the fire was very strong, and from time to time there was a crackling sound.

The wind blew, but the fire did not blow out the fire, and the fire became more and more vigorous! Standing in the wind and snow, in the faint light of the fire, the sun left a back in the snow, and this back was also so lonely.

Looking at the endless void, a hint of remembrance appeared in Ri's eyes