The nightmare of the cultivation world has become more and more rampant in the past few days. The Zhenlong chess game is spreading in the world like a plague. The person behind the scenes is like a madman, not picky about the identity of the host at all, whether it is an octogenarian or a child, all are included in the account.
With such a wide net cast, no one could guess what he was trying to do.
Some people begged for help from Tianyin Pavilion, but the Pavilion Master suddenly claimed to be ill and could not come out. Even if someone died of starvation in front of the Pavilion, the gate would not be opened. Gradually, these people finally realized reluctantly that perhaps they were wrong from the beginning.
But it was too late. Master Mo was dead, Gabriel Chu was missing, the Summit of Life and Death had collapsed, and the major sects were unable to take care of themselves. More and more Zhenlong chess pieces that had lost their consciousness were wandering around in the world, killing people and setting fires. The war was like burning dry grass, and it had spread throughout the entire cultivation world at an extremely alarming speed.
Jiangdu, Yangzhou, Shuzhong, Leizhou... the carved beams and painted buildings, the snow on the buildings, all groaned in the hot and scorched flames. The walls collapsed, and so many human romances died solemnly in this fire.
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