Endless darkness, a majestic chessboard of heaven and earth emerged on it.

The snow fell in a stream, sprinkled all over the chessboard, and the aura of heaven and earth condensed into a line, crisscrossing and crisscrossing.

Stepping into the air, Ye Chen sat in a cross-legged circle at will, his eyes fell on the chessboard, and said lightly: "The last chess game!"

Ye Chen, who had his eyes slightly closed, could sense the terrifying oppression around him, and he knew that he and the others were already in the realm of the prince.

The realm as mysterious as the dead city, today, there are only two results, falling in this realm, or getting out of this realm.

The sword qi flowed through Ye Chen's fingertips, forming a sunspot.

Ye Chen's sword pointed down, and its sunspots roared down, and in an instant, the entire chess game immediately collapsed.

"It's a pity that I don't have the heart to play chess, but I have murderous intent!" The chessboard filled with majestic momentum shattered like a mirror, and among the fragments, a trace of its extremely beautiful sword light emerged.

This beautiful sword light made the heaven and earth even more discolored, and even the flying snow was dyed with a layer of ink.

Heaven and earth stood still at this moment, and the sword light appeared in the eyes of the prince in vain, without warning!

The prince looked at this sword with an indifferent expression, no matter how he looked at his figure, it was like an eternal mountain, nothing could shake his figure, an invincible giant mountain, even if it was an extremely beautiful sword light in front of him.

"It's a pity, this may be destined to be an unfinished chess game!" the prince whispered, a sigh that was not loud, but echoed above the nine heavens.

Anyone can hear the helplessness in this sigh and the color of regret.

At the same time, an incomparably terrifying coercion emerged from the void.

Most of the warriors couldn't withstand this coercion and drew their swords one after another. Mu Chen, Fat Man and the others also looked solemn, and the dancing snow around them was like a sharp sword, blocking their way.

As soon as the extremely beautiful sword light appeared, it disappeared in an instant, and two slender and white fingers clamped between the tip of the Qilin Sword, gently stopping the Qilin Sword, and also dissolving this terrifying sword.

The wild white clothes fluttered in the void, and Ye Chen looked at the prince who was close to him with a calm expression, he was too strong.

The power of the flesh, the will of the three moon gods is integrated into this sword, and one sword can pour the sword of the world, but it can't pour the sword finger of this person.

With the flip of his right hand, the Qilin Sword in Ye Chen's hand trembled slightly, fluttering away from the tip of the prince's sword, and at the same time, Ye Chen's body also fell backwards like the fluttering snow flocculent.

"It's a very beautiful sword, and only your five generations can make the sword of killing so beautiful?" The evil smile raised at the corner of the prince's mouth, and the prince slowly stood up, and at the same time as he stood up, everyone present felt a majestic momentum condensed in him. This majestic trend makes people feel like they are facing the mountains, and they seem extremely small.

The prince's sword finger quietly landed in the void, and the snowflakes fluttering in the sky made a light trembling sound.

At this moment, everyone trembled slightly, looking at the flying snow around them with a somewhat solemn expression, and the white snowflakes already brought the intention of slaughter.

Like a breeze, Ye Chen's figure appeared extremely light, and the moment he withdrew from Baizhang, bursts of trembling sounds filled his ears, and the surrounding snowflakes spun wildly, as if wailing.

The snow flickered into his eyes, Ye Chen's entire body was completely tense, and the majestic will of the moon god gushed out like a tide, filling the surrounding void.

But this terrifying will of the moon god couldn't stop the dancing snow waddles, and the snow wadding silently crossed the flowing moon god's will, and fell lightly on Ye Chen's body.

As the snow fell, a vast force like the ocean erupted, and at the same time, the coercion of heaven and earth condensed on Ye Chen's body, and at the moment of the explosion, Ye Chen could hear a crisp sound, which was the sound of bones shattering.

Ye Chen's figure was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down far away, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

At the moment when the blood dropped, Ye Chen's eyes were already filled with a look of jealousy: "With my body, I can't withstand the power of this blow!"

Suppressing the tumbling blood, endless Gangfeng emerged next to Ye Chen, Ye Chen's footsteps retreated, Gangfeng condensed into a series of illusory shadows, illusory shadows filled the sky, and the illusory was indistinguishable.

Falling snowflakes streaked across the phantom, and both the snowflakes and the phantom disappeared at the same time.

"Turning into wind!" Ye Chen's voice was slightly low, and the phantom condensed into a hundred-zhang green dragon phantom with the momentum of destroying the world and the earth, and with a flick of the giant tail, the green dragon phantom roared out and rushed straight towards the prince.

"The wind is supernatural, but this is my domain, Five Generations!" the prince chuckled, and the flying snow fluttered through the ripples, bringing a chill.

An indescribably strange feeling rose from Ye Chen's heart, and this feeling came from those flying snow flakes.

His eyes were like electricity, Ye Chen looked straight at the flying snow floc, the snow floc drowned the green dragon phantom, and the green dragon phantom turned into nothingness silently, like ice and snow on a fire frame.

To put it mildly, the wind of the five generations was supernatural, and Xianxu and the others all gasped, how strong is this prince?

Ye Chen retreated backwards for hundreds of zhang, and six sword rainbows slashed through the endless darkness and jumped to Ye Chen's side.

Six sword corpses, six completely different wills permeated the surroundings, but despite this, the strange feeling in Ye Chen's heart was still there.

"Are you going to use the power of six sword corpses? I'm a little looking forward to it, what will happen to your strongest sword?" The prince smiled indifferently, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, dense snow flakes fell above the nine heavens, enveloping him and Ye Chen's figures, "This is a battle between the fifth generation and me, the third generation of fire qilin, you can just watch the battle from the sidelines!" The wild dancing snow flakes formed a snow sword in vain, and the snow sword circled around, blocking the fire unicorn that was about to step out.

"The power of the Martial Dao Realm!" Fire Qilin Jian frowned slightly, he was a second-level martial arts cultivator, and he knew better than anyone how terrifying this Moon God Prince was, at least among the people Ye Chen had met, this person was the strongest.

"I haven't made a move for thousands of years, and my hands are a little itchy!" The Fire Qilin said lightly, just one Ye Chen couldn't stop this Moon God Prince, even if he used the power of six sword corpses, the chance was very slim.

The fire of the Qilin Origin surrounded the fire Qilin, and the majestic momentum gushed out.

The fire unicorn stepped forward in one step, and the surrounding fire of the unicorn origin turned into a streamer, directly tearing the snow sword spinning in front of it, and the snow sword turned into snow floc and fluttered out again, and the unicorn realm diffused out, and several unicorn phantoms also emerged in the sky.

The balance of the two qi of life and death circulating in the void was broken, forming a terrifying whirlpool of life and death.

A low boom sounded, and immediately a brilliant sword light swept past the unicorn phantom and shot straight at the fire unicorn.

The fire qilin snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and slapped it forward, directly tearing apart this brilliant sword, the sword light dispersed, and a slender figure emerged.

Gongzi Yu held a feather fan, looked at the fire unicorn with an indifferent expression, and chuckled: "The prince has ordered, this is a battle between him and the five generations, and you can watch the three generations of fire unicorns from the sidelines!"

"If you have itchy hands, I can play with you. "The power of heaven and earth surged, and Gongzi Yu's martial arts realm also diffused, and the power of the two realms met in the void, destroying several whirlpools of life and death.

The fire qilin sword frowned slightly, the sea of fire surged, and it surged directly towards Gongzi Yu, the realm of more than six thousand zhang, this guy's strength really can't be underestimated.

Between the wave of the feather fan, Gongzi Yu smiled indifferently, and his body stepped into the sea of fire, no matter how terrifying the sea of fire was, he could always block the way of the fire unicorn just right, and his vision was far more vicious than ordinary people.

"What should I do?" Xian Li looked at the fairy tooth with a somewhat solemn expression.

"Let's make a move! The five generations can't fall, as long as they stop the prince's attack!" Immortal Tooth whispered, and as his sleeve robe waved, his martial arts realm also spread.

Compared with the realm of the prince, the fire qilin, Gongzi Yu and others, the martial arts realm of the two immortal teeth is much weaker, and the martial arts realm of more than 2,000 zhang, the coercion of heaven and earth is suddenly gathered.

Bang bang! Two more terrifying realm fluctuations came, and two members of the princeling party came out with swords, and their figures appeared under the wind and snow, blocking the way of Xianya and Xianli.

"Martial Arts Realm!" Immortal Fang's face changed slightly, and his body immediately melted into the wind and snow, and the power of his domain collided again.

The snow fell on the tombstone forest, and the five sarcophagi were still dead and silent.

The void was completely covered by the realm, and feeling the terrifying coercion, Mu Chen, Xiao Fatzi and the others all nodded and came out with their swords.

"Qingjue, you are responsible for the safety of Qianchuan Xue and the others!" Before the words fell, the figures of Mu Chen and the others rose into the sky, tearing apart the flying snow curtain.

Several martial artists from the Martial God Continent hesitated slightly, and also came out with their swords, if it wasn't for Ye Chen's help, they would have fallen long ago, and today, they want to pay it back.

Dozens of sword lights appeared like a shock, soaring into the sky, and the sharp sword qi brought a sharp whistling sound.

Behind the sun, more than 20 figures held swords and stepped out of the air, and the sound of neat steps was as loud as thunder, and invisibly, a terrifying momentum swept in.

The snow flakes were pushed out layer by layer like waves and fell into the void.

In an instant, more than seventy martial arts wills erupted in the void, like a volcano bursting out, unstoppable.

Brilliant sword lights were stirring in the void, and the battle of the martial arts realm was staged in the void.

Qing Jue protected Qianchuan Xue and the others, and looked at the void with a solemn expression.

Qianchuan Xue sighed slightly, this level of fighting is not something they can meddle in at all, her beautiful eyes flowed, everything was speechless, and her cold gaze stopped on the white-clothed figure in the void.

The snow fluttered down on the prince, and against the backdrop of the flying snow, the prince's expression became more and more indifferent: "Everyone has their own opponents, isn't this interesting?"

An indifferent gaze swept across the audience, and the prince standing in the void was like a god descending from heaven, and his martial clothes fluttered in the wind.

"Maybe!" Ye Chen said lightly, the six sword corpses behind him were already standing in different directions, their breaths gradually overlapping, and the six terrifying wills flowed like flowing water.

"Are you going to use the power of the sword corpse? The Holy Son was originally a waste, but his six realms still have to be praised, and now how strong can you use these six sword corpses?"

"To be honest, I'm a little looking forward to it, the five generations will come out with a sword!" The prince's fair-skinned and slender right hand stretched out from under his sleeve robe, clamping the falling snowflakes, and with a slight flick of his sword fingers, a snowflake fell lightly, shooting straight at Ye Chen.

"Confidence, absolute confidence!" Ye Chen sighed slightly, this person's courage is far beyond ordinary people, and this person may be the only one in this world who dares to let himself use his sword.

A crisp sword groan sounded, and its six sword formations were composed, and the six terrifying wills converged on Ye Chen, and at the same time, the Moon God Mark at the center of Ye Chen's eyebrows also burst out with extremely bright silver light, and three Moon God wills rushed into the sky.

The Nine Dao wills condensed, Ye Chen's aura skyrocketed, the white clothes fluttered, Ye Chen's figure gradually became blurred, and when he stepped into the air, it was still a sword that fell into the city, but compared to the previous sword, the power skyrocketed geometrically.

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the gloomy sky made the snow wool dyed with a layer of ink, and at the same time, the dense snow wool was strangely still in the void, as if the whole world was still, and everything fell into the eternity of life and death.

"Life and death are eternal!" A low and melodious voice echoed above the nine heavens, and the two qi of life and death in the void flowed in vain, forming a pair of eye pupils, which appeared strangely in the void.

The pupils of this pair of eyes were black and white, and where the gaze fell, the snow disappeared strangely, and the prince's figure was completely exposed to this gaze.

"This is the real eternal life and death!" A smile broke out at the corner of the prince's mouth, his expression was still so indifferent, and his dark eyes were as deep as an ancient pool, without waves.

And at this moment, a faint light emerged from the endless darkness, only for a moment, this sword light replaced the entire heaven and earth, like a falling meteor, tearing apart the endless darkness and dragging out a long tail.

This sword light appeared extremely quickly, and it came to the prince's eyes in an instant, and nine completely different wills condensed on it, and it was eternal in an instant.

The beautiful sword pass disappeared in an instant, and the heavens and the earth fell into endless darkness again, and where the sword light disappeared, a trace of demonic blood light splattered out.

In the darkness, the blood lotuses fell one after another, and the double pupils between heaven and earth also dissipated at this moment, the feeling of eternity disappeared, and time seemed to be running again.

Ye Chen held the sword with strength, still maintaining the posture of the sword, and his Qilin Sword almost touched the center of the prince's eyebrows, but two slender and white fingers clamped the tip of the Qilin Sword.

Blood stains rose on the tip of the sword, staining the snow wool red, and the prince said indifferently: "The same sword, or the same result, it's a pity, five generations!"