Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

The disciples of the sect played!    

These words came out from the sinister Rakshasa Ghost Child's mouth. For some reason, the people on the Flying Dragon Boat felt a tingling sensation in their hearts, as if they were being stared at by a devil.    

These words caused Elder Yuan Shen to furrow his brows slightly. His eyes were staring at Rakshasa Ghost Child, who was smiling in a sinister manner. He was trying to figure out what kind of thoughts he had.    

"Keke!" Rakshasa Ghost Child's eyes swept across the people on the dragon ship like a deep abyss. Finally, he looked at Elder Yuan Shen. With a dark voice, he said, "What do you think, old ghost Nangong? In any case, a fight will happen in the Stellar Sect. Why don't we have some fun on this lonely journey and play some small games!"    

"Or, you don't have confidence in these little guys from the Essence Sword Sect!"    

"Kekeke! Kekeke!"    

As he spoke, Rakshasa Ghost Child looked at the people on the dragon ship with disdain and ridicule, as if he was looking at a group of trash.    

This gaze made many people on the dragon boat burn with anger. If it wasn't for the fact that they were afraid of this person's strangeness and power, perhaps everyone would have rushed forward to teach him a lesson.    

"Then how are you going to play?!"    

Yuan Qi surged into the sky. The surrounding natural spiritual energy around Elder Yuan Shen surged crazily. He stared ahead with a pair of cold eyes, "Also, it's not that I don't have confidence in them. On the contrary. I'm full of confidence in them. I'm just worried that they won't be able to hold back. It'll be bad if I accidentally kill the few of you! "    

Elder Yuan Shen was also angered by Rakshasa Ghost Child's words. Someone had stepped on his door. If he endured it and remained indifferent, he was afraid that the Essence Sword Sect would lose all their face in the Desolate Domain.    

"Very good!" Rakshasa Ghost Child looked at Elder Yuan Shen with a sinister smile as if his plot had succeeded. A black chessboard that was emitting Yin Qi appeared in his right hand out of nowhere.    

"Rise!"    

A cold and sinister snort sounded out. The black chessboard soared into the sky and spun quickly.    

Instantly, the sky was filled with dark and cold killing intent. The surrounding clouds seemed to be unable to withstand the erosion of the Yin Qi and turned black one after another.    

Along with the surging killing intent, the pitch black chessboard instantly expanded and floated in the middle of the Flying Dragon Boat and the Ghost Ship.    

The huge chessboard looked like an arena filled with surging Yin Qi!    

"With the chessboard as the boundary, we will send out our disciples to fight each other. There is no limit to life and death!"    

Satisfied, Rakshasa Ghost Child looked at the huge chessboard filled with Yin Qi. The corner of Rakshasa Ghost Child's lips curled up, and his scarlet tongue licked the corner of his mouth. His eyes flashed with a green light, like two balls of ghostly fire floating in the air.    

"Hmph! Ghost Warrior chessboard, you are really good at scheming!" Elder Yuan Shen looked at Rakshasa Ghost Child with ridicule and disdain, "On this chessboard, your Ghost Fiend Hall disciples' combat strength will be enhanced by the chessboard. Do you think it's fair?"    

After saying that, Elder Yuan Shen quickly formed a seal with his hands, and a green light shot into the dragon boat in an instant!    

"Roar!"    

A deafening dragon roar sounded out, and a Seven-color Light swept out from the Flying Dragon Boat, and instantly shot towards the chessboard that was overflowing with Yin Qi.    

The moment the Seven-color Light merged with the chessboard, the Ghost Qi melted and the Yin Qi dissipated. The frightening Yin Qi had mysteriously disappeared.    

As the Seven-color Light enveloped the chessboard, all the Yin Qi and Ghost Qi on the chessboard dissipated. It looked no different from an ordinary chessboard. If one were to say that there was a difference, it would be the difference in size!    

"That's more like it!"    

Staring at the chessboard, which had lost all of its Yin Qi, Elder Yuan Shen stretched out his hand and fiddled with his snow-white beard in satisfaction. He looked at Rakshasa Ghost Child, who had a gloomy expression on his face.    

"As expected of the Essence Sword Sect's ultimate treasure, the Flying Dragon Boat!" Rakshasa Ghost Child looked at the chessboard in front of him with a gloomy expression. No one knew what he was thinking.    

"Fine. Even without the help of the chessboard, it will be easy for us Ghost Fiend Hall to defeat all of you."    

After saying that, Rakshasa Ghost Child waved his right hand forward.    

A figure surrounded by black smoke jumped out from the tattered Ghost Ship. Like a ghost, he took a few steps in the air and landed in the center of the chessboard.    

"Yin Wood Birth, please enlighten me in Essence Sword Sect! Even if all of you want to go to the Martial Sect Middle Period, I have no objections!"    

The figure that was surrounded by black Qi swept across everyone on the Flying Dragon Boat arrogantly, his eyes filled with disdain and ridicule.    

As he spoke, a cold wind that could make people feel cold rose up from his body, and his murderous aura surged. It was extremely shocking.    

"Martial Sect Early Period!"    

Sensing the man's surging aura, many people on the dragon ship started discussing amongst themselves. Everyone thought that the Ghost Fiend Hall would send someone to deal with this situation, but it turned out to be a little Martial Sect Early Period warrior.    

"Let me do it! I don't need to go through so much trouble to deal with you!"    

A figure jumped up from the Flying Dragon Boat amidst the discussion and landed on the chessboard in a domineering manner!    

"I, Yun Ge, have long heard that the people of Ghost Fiend Hall are arrogant. Today, I'll see where you get the capital to be arrogant!"    

Yun Ge stood on the chessboard with a heavy sword in his hand. He stared at the person in front of him with a serious expression.    

At this moment, those who had the courage to jump onto the chessboard were naturally confident in themselves. Yun Ge was the same, he was confident in his own strength.    

"You don't need to say your name, because dead people are not qualified!"    

Yin Musheng gave a cold glance. He waved his right hand swiftly and fiercely, and a ferocious sharp claw shot out like a bolt of lightning towards Yun Ge's head.    

"Hmph! Condor! Insignificant skill!"    

Looking at the menacing sharp claws, Yun Ge coldly snorted. His eyes flashed with anger. The heavy sword in his hand swept out in a domineering manner, smashing towards the incoming sharp claws.    

Since the other party looked down on him, then smash his weapon into pieces and let him know that he should control his mouth!    

Whoosh!    

The heavy sword had no edge and fiercely collided with the flying sharp claw. With a clank, sparks flew as the flying sharp claw was smashed away by the heavy sword as expected!    

Just as Yun Ge was about to reveal a smile on his face...    

"Be careful!"    

Cries of alarm rang out from behind him.    

"What are they shouting about?"    

Yun Ge was confused. Before he could react, he felt a chill on his neck, as if he was itching.    

His vision suddenly turned black, and Yun Ge felt that his body was out of control. It was as if his body was moving with the force of the heavy sword's sweep, and he fell straight to the ground. His puzzled expression was forever fixed!    

"He is indeed weak!"    

Holding the sharp claw, Yin Musheng looked at the bleeding corpse in front of him with a disdainful smile. He raised his head to look at the Flying Dragon Boat and arrogantly said, "Next!"    

Yun Ge, who had yet to walk out from the shadow of the chessboard and heard Yinmu Sheng's arrogant provocation, everyone on the Flying Dragon Boat was extremely excited. Those who were confident in their own strength clamored to take care of him.    

"This guy is not simple!"    

Unlike the other people clamoring around him, Ao Lingchen looked at Yin Musheng on the chessboard and frowned. This man had hidden his true strength!    

The arrogant Yin Musheng finally aroused the anger of many people from the Essence Sword Sect. A few of them jumped onto the chessboard and started fighting with him.    

What was shocking was that none of the Martial Sect Early Period disciples from the Essence Sword Sect were a match for him, and all of them died on the chessboard.    

"Is there no one left in Essence Sword Sect?"    

Standing in the middle of the corpses, Yinmu looked at the Flying Dragon Boat with disdain.    

Hearing such arrogant words, the Flying Dragon Boat clenched their fists tightly, and the fury in their eyes surged. However, the corpses on the chessboard made everyone not dare to act rashly.    

The atmosphere that had suddenly quieted down was extremely strange!