When Jiang Yun's soul exploded, there was a green lake in a world far away from the foreign battlefield!
In the middle of the lake, there is a small stone pavilion with a chessboard.
A man and a woman were sitting on both sides of the board, playing chess.
The woman is wearing a long light green dress, with elegant and beautiful appearance, picturesque eyebrows and clear eyes, just like a blooming lotus. The whole person looks very smart!
The man is dressed in a purple robe. He looks handsome. His deep eyes contain ten thousand stars.
In particular, a noble breath emanating from him makes people dare not look up at him at all.
A chess piece was twisting between the man's two fingers and hung on the chessboard, obviously ready to fall.
But at this time, the man's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, a red light surged on his handsome face, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.
Although the anger in the man's eyes just flashed away, the woman sitting opposite him was keenly aware of it and asked curiously, "brother Tianjia, what's the matter with you?"
The man's expression had recovered calm, smiled, and the chess piece in his hand gently fell on the chessboard. Then he said, "nothing. Just now a spirit of my instrument was erased!"
If Jiang Yun could see the man and hear what the man said at this moment, he would be very shocked!
Because, forcing Jiang Yun to explode his soul and die together, the soul of Tianjia, which he finally killed, was just a tool spirit of the man!
And this man is the real Tianjia!
Although Tianjia's tone was understated and didn't seem to care about it at all, the woman opposite knew him too well.
Especially the anger in Tianjia's eyes just made her very clear that Tianjia was already angry!
Of course, she was more curious about who had such courage and strength to dare and kill Tianjia's spirit!
So she asked impolitely, "who is it?"
Tianjia smiled and said, "it's just a mole ant!"
"Is he dead, too?"
This question, however, made Tianjia silent for a moment before he lightly replied, "he died with my spirit. Do you say he's dead?"
The woman blinked. When she wanted to continue to ask, Tianjia said again: "Miss Bai, you lost this chess game. We'll play it another day!"
The voice fell. Tianjia had grown up and nodded to the woman with a smile on his face.
I didn't see any movement of him. His body shape had hidden into the air and disappeared without a trace!
The woman lowered her head and looked at the chess she had indeed lost. An airway grew in her mouth: "lost a chess game and saved the spirit of the world. It's worth losing this chess game!"
Then, her face showed curiosity again and said, "someone can erase Tianjia's spirit. Who is this person?"
"Moreover, looking at brother Tianjia's reaction, it is clear that this man is still alive. He must have gone after this man in such a hurry to leave!"
"I haven't encountered such an interesting thing for a long time. No, I'll go and see who this person is!"
The next moment, the woman's figure also disappeared, leaving only a lonely chessboard.
The chessboard gradually turned into darkness, and all the pieces were inlaid in the darkness as if they had become stars.
If you look carefully, you will find that the pieces are clearly the world one by one!
Take the domain as the chessboard and the boundary as the chess piece!
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In the foreign battlefield, the old man looked at his empty face as if he had turned into a statue and stood there motionless.
After a long time, his face gradually showed the color of shock and said to himself, "he actually died with Tianjia!"
"How is that possible?"
"Although Tianjia did not come from the Buddha, he was just a separate body, but the soul did belong to Tianjia."
"Even if it's not all his soul, he won't become so weak?"
"Is it difficult? I've always made a mistake. The people who always stay in the dark clouds and monitor the battlefield outside the territory are not the real Tianjia?"
Even though the old man's strength is amazing and his identity is no lower than Tianjia, he doesn't know too specific things because he has a hostile relationship with Tianjia's ethnic group.
At the moment, naturally, we can't figure out the reason.
Shaking his head, the old man no longer thought about this problem, but then said: "however, Jiang Yun is only one of Ji Kongfan's reincarnations. Now he is only the strength of Tianyuan territory. He can die together with the soul of Tianjia. He is really worthy of being Ji Kongfan!"
"If all his reincarnations become one and become a complete Ji Kongfan, I'm afraid his strength will not be weaker than me!"
"Although Jiang Yun is dead now, Ji Kongfan must have other reincarnations."“ And if the expectation is not bad, they should all appear when the sky gate opens! " Speaking of this, the old man raised his head, looked in one direction and said, "Tongtian gate, Tongtian gate, this time, I don't know if anyone can really connect to the sky!"“ Alas! " With a long sigh from his mouth, the old man walked towards the dark depths with his hands on his back and disappeared In the dark clouds, the demon hunter still knelt on the ground. Although there was no figure on the stone, he was still afraid to move. He never thought that the figure just came out of the stone and even left here to kill Jiang Yun! At that moment, he had a trace of admiration for Jiang Yun! Because no one knows better than him how much pressure to bear and how much courage to summon in the face of that figure. When the other party only shows a figure, they don't have the courage to look at the other party. But Jiang Yun angered the other party to the point that he wanted to kill himself. Admiration belongs to admiration, but he can predict the end of Jiang Yun. Jiang Yun will die! No one in the whole foreign battlefield, even the saint he hates most, will be the opponent of that figure. Now, he is waiting for the triumphant return of his figure“ Hum! " While the demon hunter was waiting, the stone that had recovered its peace lit up again, which also made the demon hunter's heart tremble: "sure enough, he not only killed Jiang Yun, but also went back." The demon hunter lowered his head until a familiar voice sounded in his ear: "from now on, I will take you as a slave of my heavenly family!" Although he was a slave, there was a sense of pride in his voice, as if it was a great reward for demon hunting. The demon hunter was stunned. Before he could react, the voice had sounded: "your task is to leave heiyun and find the whereabouts of Jiang Yun!"“ What! " After being stunned, the demon hunter didn't care about fear. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the stone in front of him. His face showed an incredible color! On the stone, it was empty, there was no figure in the past, only the voice continued to ring: "remember, my name is Tianjia, the man you saw before is just the spirit of the black cloud!"“ What! "“ There are so many things. If you want to find them, you can find them. As long as you find Jiang Yun, I will help you realize one wish, any wish! " Until then, the demon hunter finally came back to his senses and stammered in his heart: "Jiang Yun, is Jiang Yun still alive?" In a nothingness where I don't know what it is, a person lies there quietly! Although this man has white hair, closed eyes and wrinkled face, he can still be vaguely seen - he. It's Jiang Yun“ Alas! " At the same time, a melodious female sigh sounded in this nothingness! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.