If you can't break the Zhenlong chess game, even if Xuankong cultivates into the Daluo Immortal, it will be difficult for him to escape from the foot of Buzhou Mountain. The magic power of the ancient gods and the current gods cannot be compared. He smiled helplessly and looked at the chess, and his face changed suddenly.

Nezha smiled and said, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Gonggong Zuwu's eyes were also staring at the chessboard and leaning forward.

Neither Xuankong nor Gonggong Zuwu spoke, but they all deduced the chess game in their hearts to develop. They looked at the chessboard carefully. It turned out that after the white chess blocked the road, the situation in the game suddenly became clear, just like clearing the battlefield for the two armies to fight.

The truth behind this was unthinkable by Gonggong's ancestor witch, and Xuankong became even more confused.

Suddenly, a "Huh" exclaimed from the infinite void.

Xuan Kong suddenly opened the sky eyes on his forehead and glanced around, but he only heard the sound of shock and suspicion, but could not see the person who was shocked. Nezha asked strangely: "What was the sound just now?"

Gonggong Zuwu raised his head from the chess game and said in surprise: "What did you say?"

Nezha said, "Who exclaimed in my ear just now."

Xuankong nodded, saying that he also heard it. Gonggong Ancestral Witch thought about it and understood the truth. He laughed and said, "Third Prince, who is the seat you are sitting in? Whose voice is made."

Xuan Kong was shocked: "Great God, do you think he is the Green-clothed God?"

The Gonggong Ancestral Witch was sitting in the position of Mayi, so naturally he could not hear the suspicion of the Qingyi God. Nezha asked, "Why? He is by my side?"

Gonggong Zuwu smiled and said, "I just said that the spirit and blood of his two men are attached to this chessboard. Whenever cracked people play chess, they will watch it from the side!"

Nezha nodded: "Then, why did he make this sound? Do you think I was blocking my own way and ruining his reputation? In this way, the little god is going to sue, and the little god knows nothing about playing chess..."

Xuankong interrupted Nezha’s apology: “God Nezha, you don’t have to be too humble. You are a shocking move!”

Nezha looked at Xuankong and felt inexplicably: "Xuankong said nonsense, I know nothing about the way to play chess. Aren't you ridiculing me for taking a bad move, right?"

Gonggong Zuwu shook his head and said, "The Third Prince doesn't have to be humble. You have indeed taken a wonderful step in chess. Throughout history, as long as a person who is good at chess, no matter how good his chess skills are, the idea of ​​winning in his heart is always lingering. No one is willing to fill his own way out. Back then, the master Mai and Master Qingyi fought against Master Qingyi. The reason why this Zhenlong was formed was because the two of them faced each other's tit-for-tat and no one was willing to take a step back. Even though Master Qingyi gained power, he lost the battlefield of fighting."

Another gentle affirmation sound came from the air: "Yeah!"

This time, even Gonggong's ancestor witch heard it. He raised his head and smiled, "Green-clothed God. This is the first time you have spoken in these many disasters. I wonder if the words of a certain family are in line with the will of the Lord?"

Another "um" sound came from the air, and he sighed: "The Gonggong Ancestral Witch has a strong magic power, and I didn't expect that I had a deep study on the way to play chess!"

He said: "The little god didn't know that this was the Great God's Dojo, so he fought fiercely with the Great God Mai here. I hope no wonder where the collision occurred."

Gonggong Ancestor Witch still has a good impression of the Qingyi God who protected the corpse of Xingtian Great Witch from disaster. Even if the Qingyi God was defeated in the battle that day, how could Gonggong Ancestor Witch watch the body of his own race be used by Mai God?

Although he was suppressed by the Saint Nuwa at the foot of Buzhou Mountain and had no magic power, he had the confidence to block the great god Mai from rude to Xing Tian's corpse just by relying on his ancestor witch's body.

Xuan Kong sighed long and said, "I didn't expect that many difficult games that the chess masters failed to solve were actually turned into the hands of a person who didn't understand chess and chess!"

He had tried hard before, but he knew that he was not good at chess skills, so he finally refused to retreat. Now it seems that he is not as chess-playing as a chess, but he is not as wise as Nezha, the God of Heavenly Court.

Nezha smiled embarrassedly, "Maybe it's because I don't have the idea of ​​winning in my heart. I'm happy to succeed and lose. This is often the way to succeed."

Xuankong nodded, jumped up from the ground and stood behind Nezha, and said excitedly: "God Nezha, the situation of the chess game is clear now, so please continue to make a move!"

Nezha picked up a white piece and was a little confused. After thinking about it, he put it back in the box: "This is really difficult for me. I was really a mistake just now. The blind cat met a dead mouse. If I let me make a move, I really don't know where to take it!"

Before he finished speaking, Nezha felt that his arm was being pulled aside, picked up a piece from the box, and quickly stepped onto the chessboard.

Xuankong could see that Nezha had taken another step. He smiled in his heart and said, "It turns out that I am not the only time traveler who likes to hide cards. I didn't expect that the third prince of Nezha in the Heavenly Court is also a person who is used to hide traitors!"

He thought Nezha was proficient in chess skills and was not exposed.

But only Nezha knew in his heart. He was slightly stunned. Before he could figure out what was going on, there was a piece of black spot on the chessboard.

Nezha suddenly raised his head and saw that Gonggong Zuwu was not even moving his hands. Nezha was about to open his mouth and asked, but his hand couldn't help but take a white piece and put it on the chessboard. Then a black piece fell on the opposite side of the white piece.

Gonggong Zuwu smiled and said, "The two great gods Qingyi and Mai are fighting again!"

Only then did Nezha realize that he was a fighting god who had lost his soul, so the Qingyi God could still make a move through his body. But the Gonggong Ancestor Witch over there was a serious ancient ancestral witch, so how could a Mai God be driven?

Not to mention the little obsession left in this Zhenlong chess game, even if the Master Qingyi and Master Mai are in full swing, they may not be the opponent of the ancient water god Gonggong Ancestral Witch when they are in full swing.

Since someone had already taken action, Nezha and Xuankong were also happy and said nothing, quietly watching the changes in the chess game in the field. The Master Qingyi and Master Mai made a very fast move. After a while, the battlefield that had just been cleared was densely covered with black and white chess pieces, which was dazzling.

Nezha looked up at the Gonggong Ancestral Witch opposite him, and saw a smile on his face: "This game of chess is finally broken!"

His arm couldn't help but pick up a piece of chess piece and landed on the chessboard, and then a clear voice came: "How is it, Master Ma Yi! You should have surrendered this time, right?"

Another voice said angrily from the seat of Gonggong Zuwu: "I dare to talk about the victory or defeat by borrowing others' hands!" Suddenly, Xuankong and Nezha flashed in front of him, followed by a loud bang. In the golden light, accompanied by the clear laughter of the Qing-clothed god, the chessboard disappeared.
Chapter completed!