Jun Yu put away the chess pieces on the chessboard, looked at Su Zimo opposite, put away the initial contempt in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "There are still two chess games left, the eighth game. I don't have a clue, and I hope Fellow Su Daoist will give me advice."

"Don't be it."

Su Zimo waved his hand quickly.

He knew his weight. If he hadn't seen the footwork of the black-clothed woman, without the help of Bodhi, he would not be able to crack the seven exquisite chess game.

But for two days and two nights, Su Zimo has gained a lot, and he has realized the essence of Jiugong Weibu!

Jun Yu waved the sleeves of his robe and scattered more than two hundred pieces on the Xingluo chessboard.

This chess game is almost over, but the situation on the chessboard is more complicated and profound, far exceeding the seventh game of exquisite chess!

Su Zimo held the Bodhi Zi in his hand and recalled the footwork of the black-clothed woman, confirming each other, still unable to find a way to crack it.

On the third day, until night fell, he had no idea.

"This game of chess is too complicated, it is beyond my knowledge."

Su Zimo frowned slightly and shook his head.

Jun Yu also sighed softly and said, "I have played this game for more than five hundred years, but I can't play it anymore without taking a few steps."

While talking, Jun Yu laid out his position, said some ideas for cracking down, and discussed with Su Zimo.

However, after an hour passed, the two still had nothing to gain from the eighth game of Linglong.

"let me think again."

Su Zimo said, closing his eyes.

After a little while, he opened his eyes again, and in the original clear eyes, his pupils transformed, and two strange purple flames appeared!

Lingxi Jue, see what I see!

Although the martial arts deity is in the **** of Abi, with the help of the power of Lingxi Jue, through the eyes of the true body of Qinglian, he can see the eighth exquisite chess game in front of him.

The martial arts deity was in retreat, and Su Zimo had no intention of alarming him.

But Su Zimo thought about it, Linglong chess game is so mysterious, maybe it can also bring some inspiration to the martial arts deity and help perfect the martial arts.

The changes that happened to Su Zimo were not obvious.

If you don't pay attention, almost no one can notice the strangeness in his eyes.

Jun Yu has a keen perception and seems to feel something. He raised his head and glanced at Su Zimo, frowning slightly.

Su Zimo's realm is still an eighth-order heavenly immortal, except for something strange in his eyes, nothing seems to have changed in his body.

But in Jun Yu's heart, there is another unspeakable feeling.

Su Zimo seems to have changed!

For some reason, Jun Yu knelt and sat in front of Su Zimo, feeling a pressure that he had never felt before!

This sense of oppression even made her fidget.

"How could this be?"

Jun Yu shook her head slightly, confused in her heart.

Normally, even if facing the fairy king, she would not feel this way.

Yunzhu beside him also noticed the changes in Su Zimo's eyes.

She knows the existence of the martial arts deity.

Although it is not clear for the time being, what happened to Su Zimo.

But she speculated that the one in front of her might have been replaced by Demon Realm Wild Wu!

Mo Qing was painting quietly on the side, ignoring the movement here, and naturally did not notice the changes in Su Zimo.

In Su Zimo's eyes, two groups of purple flames burned, and all the Taoism and charm on the Linglong chessboard were integrated into the martial arts oven and refined.

This deity is for perfecting martial arts. I don’t know how many secrets of martial arts have been browsed, and countless ways and truths have been summarized.

The vision and experience of the martial arts deity far surpassed the true body of Qinglian who was still in the Tianyuan realm.

This Xingluo chessboard, in the eyes of the martial arts deity, is another world.

The chessboard is vertical and horizontal with nineteen paths, square and square. In fact, it is formed by the continuous spread of nine square grids and finally condensed.

At this time, under the gaze of the martial arts deity, the black-clothed woman seemed to turn into a chess piece and walked around in the Linglong chess game.

Every step of the woman in black is unexpected, but if you observe carefully, you can see that every step of the woman in black is very meaningful!

Going to the back, the woman in black actually took a step in the void on the side of the chessboard.

This step seemed useless, but it shocked Su Zimo!

"That's it."

Su Zimo murmured softly.

"Friend Su found a way to crack it?" Jun Yu asked with a frown, somewhat unbelievable.

Su Zimo didn't answer, but hei Laozi.

Jun Yu thought about it a little, and took the white to fight with him, fighting on the Xingluo chessboard.

Descending to the back, Jun Yu descends more slowly.

It takes a long time to think about every move.

But Su Zimo's move is getting faster and faster!

Finally, at dawn, the eighth round of Linglong was over, and Su Zimo had perfectly cracked it.

"Also ask fellow Taoists for advice."

Jun Yu didn't dare to neglect, first stood up, bowed his hands slightly, and asked sincerely.

"This game of chess is indeed complicated, and the artistic conception is more detached."

Su Zimo's tone was flat, and said: "The eighth game of chess describes the power of the spatial level. The Jiugong microsteps can not only be on one level, but can also walk in all directions."

"In this way, it can be considered a different way to find a way to survive."

At this time, although Su Zimo was sitting opposite Jun Yu, in fact, the martial arts deity had not left.

So when I speak, I bring a little indifference.

In Jun Yu's eyes, there was a sense of suspicion, and he thought to himself: "It turns out that the method of breaking the game is in space, no wonder there is no clue."

In fact, even if you comprehend this level of nine palace microsteps, it can be released in the realm of Jun Yu and Su Zimo.

This level of nine palace microsteps requires monks to open up the cave and reach the fairy king!

"What about the ninth set?"

Su Zimo asked.

Jun Yu did not hesitate to arrange the ninth game.

In Su Zimo's eyes, purple flames burned, and together with the martial arts deity, once again deduced the ninth game of exquisite chess.

At this moment, Mo Qing heard Su Zimo speaking from the side, feeling a little unusual in his tone, so he subconsciously glanced back.

She happened to see the two purple flames in Su Zimo's eyes!

"Ok?"

Mo Qing opened his mouth slightly and was shocked on the spot.

For some reason, when she saw Su Zimo with flames burning in her eyes, the man in purple robe and silver mask suddenly appeared in her mind.

In the Hell of Abi at that time, Huang Wu's eyes had also seen this kind of purple flame.

The eyes of the two are so alike!

Mo Qing is good at painting, observing things with meticulous detail, and has a better vision than Yunzhu and Junyu!

She also painted a portrait of Huang Wu by herself.

Because Huang Wu was wearing a silver mask, Mo Qing spent the most thought on Huang Wu's eyes in that portrait.

It can be said that Huang Wu's eyes are already imprinted in her mind!

Therefore, seeing Su Zimo's eyes at this time, Mo Qing immediately thought of Demon Territory Huangwu.

"It should be that both of them have mastered the same secret pupil technique, right?"

Mo Qing was a little confused, thinking so in his heart.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, as if someone was going to break in!

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