In the dark chessboard space, Mr. Yang slowly raised his head, his blood-red pupils were filled with evil, and he still licked his lower lips without any satisfaction.

The taste is really good.

The flesh is always a little older, but it contains very powerful power. After digestion and absorption, it is enough to make up for his consumption during this period.

Moreover, from what Lu Zikang did to his son, it can be seen that after the fight between the chess players is completed, they can replace it.

Therefore, after completing the digestion, he can obtain everything that the great priest in this world.

only.......

Why are you still not dead?

"Lao Lu, there is no need to persevere anymore. Your son has already left you before, why don't you take a step too?"

Mr. Yang persuaded him, and the shadow behind him slowly spread, as if he had opened his bloody mouth and crawled towards Lu Zikang, who looked extremely painful.

However, due to the protection of the chessboard space, he could not swallow Lu Zikang here.

A warm glow protected him.

The great priest in the chess world has not completely died in his stomach, which means that the other party's cause and effect has not completely disappeared.

The game continues.

"You should... die, I shouldn't..."

Intermittent words.

Lu Zikang couldn't even say a complete sentence. From another perspective, he was suffering from unimaginable pain at this time.

In the dark and tight belly of the earthworm, he was slowly being eroded little by little.

Fear, pain, darkness...

Lu Yiming frowned and said, "What did you do?"

The confrontation between Mr. Yang and Lu Zikang happened on the tower, and lasted for a very short time, and they did not see anything happening inside.

"Nothing, it just tastes delicious."

Mr. Yang turned his head, squinted his eyes and said, "Then it's really a showdown between me and you, no outsiders intervene... Does this vixen in your arms want to die?"

"snort."

The little fox slapped at Mr. Yang with his middle finger and gave him a few saliva disdain.

Of course, spitting was also determined to be attacked by the chessboard space and blocked by the glow, but this behavior made Mr. Yang feel strongly insulted.

This vixen and humans are a pair of weirdos in Mr. Yang's nearly a hundred years of life.

Lu Yiming gently stroked the girl's head,

"You should think about how you will die first."

Mr. Yang put away his smile and said calmly:

"There must be a winner between you and me. Now that the main task has been completed, I know who you are."

"The Grand Master of the Alchemy Tower... Haha, you will soon know that before the absolute power, all luck and small movements are just boring comforts."

Lu Yiming said curiously: "Why do you think the winner must be you?"

This advantage lies in my self-confidence, which is difficult for Lu Yiming to understand.

"You will soon know why, but I have tried my best for you."

Mr. Yang fell a chess piece heavily and said:

"In this chess world, you just got the title of Grandmaster by luck. Although that big-breasted woman is on your side, her current strength is far weaker than that of her reality. I have no need to worry about it at all."

"The others are not qualified to make me afraid."

Lu Yiming was puzzled: "What do you want from me if you do so much?"

Mr. Yang's eyes narrowed into long and narrow slits, "What do you think?"

Lu Yiming thought for a while, "My ability?"

Mr. Yang said without comment:

"This reflected world will eventually be destroyed. You will die before the world is destroyed. I will get everything from you and then find the existence of the ancestor Bai Ze."

The little fox couldn't help but say:

"Young Master, don't you know that the villain died because he talks too much?"

"He thought we were going to be able to eat, so he wanted to show off."

Lu Yiming held the little fox in his arms, moved forward, leaning his chin against the girl's head, his expression full of mockery,

"You mean ancestor Bai Ze?"

"What?" Mr. Yang frowned.

Lu Yiming smiled sarcastically and said, "You native dog, don't gild your face. Aren't you just a goat spirit that eats people? Bai Ze and other auspicious beasts, when you hear the monster like you who eats people, call it his ancestor. Even if you die now, you will be so angry that you will jump out of the coffin board."

"You fart!"

Lu Yiming's words hit Mr. Yang's pain points.

He has always claimed that he has a trace of Bai Ze's bloodline and inherits the noble bloodline of the divine beast, which is also what he is most proud of.

The mountains and sea monsters in the mythical era, any of which is completely placed today is an existence at the level of destroying the city or even destroying the world.

Since Mr. Yang used his blood to unlock the use of Bai Ze's chess, he has always believed that he was Bai Ze's descendant.

Otherwise, why would Bai Ze Zhenling recognize his right to use it?

You should know that the essence of the dream creation is the solidification of the true spirit of the great demon, which is equivalent to the extension of the great demon soul.

But is this really the case?

Mr. Yang did not want to admit it, but he knew that he actually had no relationship with Bai Ze.

In fact, Tulu and Bai Ze are just fairies with similar characteristics of sheep, and the two are completely different monsters.

The difference is very different.

There is a natural chasm between them.

"Critic teeth and sharp mouth."

Mr. Yang calmed down his anger and left another son.

At this time, about thirty pieces had appeared on the chessboard.

More than a dozen black chess pieces echo each other.

Seven or eight gray chess pieces are dim in color.

The remaining white and pink white chess pieces are guarding the center of the chessboard.

In an instant, lines of fonts appeared on the chessboard, and a gentle prompt sounded immediately.

[Ding! This chess game has entered the speedup stage]

[The time ratio between chess board and chess game will continue to increase]

[When the time difference reaches 1:100, for your physical and mental health, the connection between the two perspectives will be blocked, and you can actively cut off the relationship between the perspectives in advance]

[Note: After cutting off the perspective contact, you will not be able to continue making progress]

【Current flow rate difference: 1:10】

Lu Zikang shouted hoarsely:

"Shut off!"

Suddenly, the unbearable pain of ordinary people no longer shared with him here through the same perspective, and Lu Zikang's almost collapsed body stabilized.

Lu Yiming rubbed his forehead.

The new rules made him stunned.

If you cut off your perspective, wouldn’t they just get dark in this space?

And to a certain extent, their chess players are actually participating in the chess game in a way that manipulates characters. After the perspective is cut off, aren’t there two of them?

What is this?

Clan?

"Hahahahahahahahaha..."

Lu Zikang, who had recovered, leaned against the chair, and the fat body was trembling with a trembling smile.

"I didn't get what I wanted, and you couldn't get what you wanted! No one can think of what he got from me!"

......

In the chess world, Chen Feng told Lu Yiming about his experience when he met the little black dragon.

In that chemical factory, after completing the rescue, he was told that two children had not come out of the factory office. He returned to the factory again without thinking too much.
To be continued...