Chapter 71 Competing for the Soul of Heaven

"Murong Yan?"

When Jiang Lianshan saw the woman, he immediately fell silent. His eyes were fixed on it, and he couldn't see the slightest fluctuation, but Gu Hai saw a clue in the distance. Jiang Lianshan hid his hands in his sleeves.

"This Murong Yan, what a charm!" A trace of surprise flashed in Gu Hai's eyes.

In the distance, Murong Yan's appearance is indeed extremely beautiful, and there is an impulse that makes people feel distressed in every frown and smile, but beauty is beauty! There may not be anyone in the world who can't compare, at least all the women Gu Hai knows are no worse than her.

However, how many people still worry about such a woman after marrying the old man watching chess?

Emperor Xiyu, Long Zhanguo, Fire Emperor, and this Jiang Lianshan?

Murong Yan looked around in a daze, then turned to look down at the coffin below.

The coffin lid of the coffin under the chessboard suddenly slid open, slowly revealing the interior.

"Sure enough, it's not the corpse of the chess-watching old man!" Shangguan Hen frowned.

But he saw that in the coffin lay the corpse of a woman wearing a cloud silk robe at the moment, the corpse's appearance was exactly the same as Murong Yan's Heavenly Soul.

"Buzz!"

Murong Yan's Heavenly Soul slowly fell into the corpse, once it entered the corpse, it slowly merged.

After a while, Murong Yan's corpse slowly opened its eyes.

"call!"

Murong Yan let out a long breath, as if sighing quietly, and slowly sat up from the coffin. Step out slowly.

"Greetings to Mistress!" All Yitian Pavilion disciples said excitedly.

In the outside world, the powerhouses from all directions are also extremely excited.

Murong Yan resurrected? Doesn't that mean that the people I care about can also be resurrected?

Murong Yan stood on the high platform, looked around, and frowned slightly when she saw Jiang Lianshan's flying boat.

"Murong Yan, I have met the Lord Great Yan!" The woman suddenly saluted Jiang Lianshan.

The woman's voice is extremely pleasant, as crisp as a lark.

With a slight salute, the Fire Emperor in the distance was overwhelmed with excitement: "It's really her, alive, really alive!"

The Fire Emperor was trembling with excitement.

Jiang Lianshan stared at Murong Yan without saying a word, as if he was worried that his words would miss his emotions, he just nodded, but his eyes never left Murong Yan.

Murong Yan reached out and made a move.

"call!"

The chess game above his head immediately fell in front of Murong Yan.

It looks like an ordinary game of chess, but it is not ordinary. Murong Yan's Heavenly Soul came out of it, and countless other Heavenly Souls were also inside.

"Where is the ninth son?" Murong Yan asked suddenly.

"Wu Yazi, pay respects to Master!"

"Gu Qin, Long Sanqian, Qingdi, Yan Qingshan, Hanshan, Guanjiu, pay homage to Master!"

"Tang Tian, ​​Huang Kun, pay respects to Master!"

Watching the nine pieces of chess, they all bow respectfully to Murong Yan.

Murong Yan nodded, looked at the nine sons in front of her and said, "My husband has conveyed his idea to me earlier, you wait for nine people, on this chessboard, each choose one!"

The nine were slightly taken aback, then nodded.

Each reached out and took a white piece on the chessboard.

At the moment when each of them took out the white pieces, a vortex suddenly appeared on the place where they were taken out, and indistinctly, countless heavenly souls could be seen struggling in the vortex.

"Husband said, later, when you put the white pieces back to their original positions, that's when you wait for your thoughts to enter the chessboard. There are countless heavenly souls on the chessboard. You wait for nine people to pour them in with your thoughts. Each of you will snatch the heavenly souls and store them in the chess pieces in your respective hands. Win or lose will be determined by the number!" Murong Yan said.

"I'll wait for nine people to compete for the soul of the sky? The number determines the winner or loser? But, how will the result be judged?" Guan Jiu said with a solemn expression.

"Whoever has the fewest souls to fight for, and the least need to exist, my husband will find him back!" Murong Yan said solemnly.

When Murong Yan opened her mouth, the expressions of the nine chess players changed immediately.

Whoever loses will be taken away?

That's right, the old man watching chess doesn't care how good you are at all, it's the same after he returns and wins the house. Abandoning the weakest, there are still eight strong disciples.

"Yes!" The nine immediately responded.

"Of course, those with weak minds can ask outsiders to help. My husband doesn't look at the process, but only at the result!" Murong Yan said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The nine said nervously.

Help? If you lose, you will be taken away. Naturally, go all out.

"You can invite people each, after a stick of incense, you will be able to compete for the victory!" Murong Yan said solemnly.

"Okay!" The nine suddenly said solemnly.

Turning their heads, the nine chess-watching players immediately looked at the four strong men. The promises they made to the four strong men in the past were about to be fulfilled, and each of them quickly bowed to the person who was allied with them.

Wu Yazi saluted Ji Dihong.

Emperor Qing saluted Jiang Lianshan.

Han Shan bowed to the present Buddha.

Long Sanqian worshiped Long Shenwu.

Yan Qingshan worshiped the Tongtian leader of Wanshou Taoism.

Guan Jiu paid homage to Gu Hai.

Of course, after everyone worshiped, they also worshiped some other people.

Gu Hai nodded to Guan Jiu, then looked at Gu Qin in the distance.

Gu Qin also bowed to the suzerains of the three sects. But it seems that the background is too shallow, and not many allies have been invited. Gu Hai frowned slightly.

A stick of incense time passed by in a flash.

"Okay, it's almost time, put the chess pieces back to their original positions, close your eyes, feel with your heart, and fight for the soul of the sky with your mind!" Murong Yan said.

"yes!"

Each of the nine people held a white piece between them, and slowly landed in the previous position.

"Snapped!"

The moment they fell, the nine of them suddenly closed their eyes.

The moment I closed my eyes, there seemed to be hundreds of millions of shouts coming from the chessboard.

"Oh, don't grab me, don't grab me!"

"Save me, save me, ah!"

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Hundreds of millions of heavenly souls are shouting.

Each of the nine people tried their best to absorb the heavenly souls, but they saw that the white stone they held was like a whirlpool, and the heavenly souls rushed straight in one by one. As the heavenly souls poured in, their white stones were slowly changing color, slowly becoming dim and gray.

The nine sons fought for a while, and now the Buddha was the first to make a move in the distance.

"boom!"

With a palm, he hit Hanshan Bodhisattva from the air, Hanshan Bodhisattva didn't struggle, and let the palm stick to his back suddenly. A big thought suddenly poured into Hanshan Bodhisattva's body.

"Buzz!"

Hanshan Bodhisattva pointed at the chess piece, and the speed of the competition for the soul of the sky skyrocketed in an instant. The color of the chess piece he pointed at quickly became darker and turned towards black.

"Not good!" The complexions of the strong men in all directions darkened.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

One by one, the strong players quickly slapped the backs of Guanqi Jiuzi's palms from the air, and their thoughts were connected to help them quickly compete for the soul of heaven.

Jiu Gongzi already has eight palms on his back, but it's still not enough.

Gu Hai glanced at the Ninth Young Master, then at Gu Qin who only had three palms, and frowned slightly.

"boom!"

Striking with the left palm, it suddenly appeared on the back of Young Master Jiu.

"Buzz!"

Gu Hai didn't need to do anything, Gu Hai felt that his thoughts seemed to be connected with the ninth son, like a thin thread connecting himself and the ninth son.

Following the connection of this idea, Gu Hai also instantly felt the world of the chessboard.

Furukai saw a dark world. In the pitch-black world, there is a super-complicated chess formation that shines brightly. Countless heavenly demons pass through this chess formation, automatically eliminate the demonic energy on their bodies, and then turn into heavenly souls, dancing inside.

However, there seems to be a gap in the big chess formation. It is at the position of the "Ninth Five-Year Plan", where the ancient sea exploded.

"It turns out that this white chessboard is used to purify the demons!" Gu Hai frowned slightly.

Jiu Gongzi pressed the chess piece, but it was like a huge container. With the expulsion of the tentacles of thoughts, he drove countless heavenly demons into the container.

In this world of chess, the stronger the mind, the bigger the tentacles, and the more heavenly souls you can snare.

Thoughts are stored between the eyebrows, the seventh of the three souls and seven souls, ordinary people haven't practiced much yet, Gu Hai's eyebrows are already condensed with incomparable strength.

Although Gu Hai is only Zhongtian Palace, but the power of his mind is not weaker than any Shangtian Palace. The moment he touched Guan Jiu, he increased Guan Jiu's mind tentacle by more than a hundred times.

"Wow, Ancient Emperor, you are still the best, hahahaha!" Ninth Young Master collected countless Heavenly Souls in an instant, and was excited.

Looking at the nine pieces of chess, the weakest one is Gu Qin, after all, there are only three people to help him.

Gu Hai watched Gu Qin fall to the end, sighed slightly, and stretched out his right hand.

"boom!"

With one palm, Gu Hai pressed his right hand on Gu Qin's back, and immediately, another line of thought was connected.

Gu Hai's thoughts poured into Gu Qin's body.

"boom!"

The number of ancient Qin vying for the soul of the sky also skyrocketed.

Gu Qin was slightly stunned, and knew what was going on. Although he had lost any emotion, but for some reason, when Gu Hai slapped his back with his palm, he suddenly felt warm in his heart. Childhood memories flooded in instantly.

"Father, father!" Gu Qin frowned slightly.

In the distance, Gu Hai smiled slightly. No matter what happened in the future, at least Gu Qin called out his father at this moment, which filled Gu Hai with relief.

"Contemplation wins the soul? This old chess watcher is playing tricks!" Jujiao Tongtian beside Gu Hai frowned.

"Master, Kong Xuan, Shangguanhen, you don't have to do anything for now!" Gu Hai said in a deep voice.

Everyone nodded.

The chess pieces played by Gu Qin and Guan Jiuzhi have quickly turned black, and they are no longer the last one.

As long as it is not the last, it is enough.

Looking at the nine pieces of chess, the pieces under his finger keep turning black, and gradually, completely black and shiny, there are hundreds of millions of heavenly souls in these nine pieces.

"Crack!"

At the moment when all the souls of the sky were divided, the chessboard suddenly cracked open with a crisp sound.

"Huh?" The expressions of Guanqi Jiuzi changed. The probe grabbed Heizi who was full of Heavenly Soul.

"Ka-Ka-Ka-Ka-Ka!"

The chessboard quickly cracked, and after only a short while, it turned into ashes and disappeared.

The nine black chess pieces fell into the hands of the nine Guanqi players. All the powerhouses in the four directions also withdrew their palms and thoughts.

"Who is more and who is less?" Immediately, everyone stared at the nine chess pieces.

Of course, Gu Hai and some strong men narrowed their eyes.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" Kong Xuan asked in confusion.

"I don't know, there is a trace of thought connection between Gu Qin and Guan Jiu. That thread of thought connection has not been broken!" Gu Hai frowned.

Not only Gu Hai, but also the powerhouses from all directions gradually realized something was wrong. Why couldn't he and Guanqi Jiuzi lose their minds?

"No, the Qiandaohai area has been sealed off by the formation!" Jiejiao Tongtian raised his head and looked at the sky, and said in a deep voice.