Chapter Seven Hundred and Sixty Fifth Chess Player

Like a dog, like a sword...

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, Black and White Impermanence felt extremely harsh, thinking it was the greatest insult to Nai He.

If Nai He's strength is the same as the two of them, that's all, they may not have the qualifications to be dogs when facing Zhang Ziling.

But Naihe is a supreme being in the realm of a sage, a supreme being who can arbitrarily traverse the Three Realms!

Thinking of this, black and white impermanence feels incredible.

How could Zhang Ziling say such a thing?

Treating a strong person in the realm of a saint as a loyal dog, a sharp sword... How is this possible?

Just when Black and White Impermanence thought that Naihe would refuse Zhang Ziling's extremely insulting request without hesitation, Naihe did something that made Black and White Impermanence stunned!

Under the shocking eyes of Black and White, Nai He's confused eyes seemed to have found a new target, full of energy.

No, impossible!

Seeing the change in Nai He's temperament, Black and White Impermanence roared in his heart, completely unable to believe what he saw. The black and white impermanence is all blue veins on the forehead, and the eyeballs are about to bulge out.

"I live for the king, die because of the king, what is my name, I wish to be like the king's dog and be the emperor's sword."

After saying this, Nai He knelt down on one knee and faced Zhang Ziling. On his forehead, the mark planted by Zhang Ziling began to shine with dazzling light, and the violent demonic energy poured out from the mark, dispelling all the evil spirits lingering around Naihe, and Naihe's temperament changed drastically in an instant!

Nai He looked at his hands that were gradually turning bloody, and there was a touch of joy in his eyes.

Nai He has no concept of everything in his heart, whether it is life or dignity, or the meaning of his existence.

The meaning of his existence needs to be given from outside.

When he finished conveying the words, Nai He had no meaning of existence until Zhang Ziling said that sentence.

Let him be like a dog and a sword.

Even if it is a sword for a dog, even in the eyes of others, it is extremely humiliating.

But this is for Nai He,

It's already everything to him.

That's what he was created for.

Zhang Ziling clearly knew that the reason why that person created Nai He without shaping his emotions, nor did he hide any prohibition in his body, so that such a white paper with the realm of a saint appeared in front of him.

It was obvious that Zhang Ziling would accept Nai He.

Zhang Ziling knew that person better than anyone else. From the beginning of his plan, even if everything he did in the process was beneficial to Zhang Ziling, at the last step... all this would become a deadly weapon to kill Zhang Ziling.

Once he stepped into the game set up by that person, he would calculate every choice Zhang Ziling made. No matter what choice he made... The final result of the development line would be an extremely deadly bomb that would explode!

In other words, if Zhang Ziling killed Nai He now, the ending might be a hundred times more serious!

Moreover, Zhang Ziling had to step into this game, and he had to be deeply involved in it.

Ziyou's soul is the introduction, and even since Zhang Ziling returned to Earth, this killing game that has been laid for hundreds of thousands of years has quietly started.

Zhang Ziling had to look for Ziyou, and he had to look for Ziyou's soul and soul.

Being able to become Zhang Ziling's old enemy, he is also the person who knows Zhang Ziling best in Xuanxiao Continent.

Zhang Ziling knew that the game he set up would not have any deliberate guidance. As long as Zhang Ziling had a single goal, he could let Zhang Ziling act as he wanted in the game he set...

He has already designed the consequences of all choices.

As long as Zhang Ziling wants to find Zhang Ziyou and get back Zhang Ziyou's soul and soul, no matter what Zhang Ziling does, it will lead to the final outcome set by that person.

Wanting to get out of this game...unless Zhang Ziling can watch his sister's soul dissipate.

And this is something that Zhang Ziling will never be able to do.

"Back then... I grew up step by step while you were playing around with you, for a piece on your chessboard." Zhang Ziling suddenly looked up at the sky, red light flashed in his eyes, indifferent to the extreme, "Struggling for thousands of years , set foot on that predetermined end."

"You didn't expect that at that time, I already had the power to break the chessboard and become a chess player... Taking heaven and earth as the chessboard, but losing to the person who used to be your chess piece."

"Now, you are unwilling to escape to Earth, do you want to play another game of chess again?"

Suddenly, Zhang Ziling laughed, and the whole person revealed a mysterious momentum and was extremely confident.

"But this time is different from the last time. From the very beginning... this emperor is the chess player who will play against you, the loser." Zhang Ziling chuckled lightly, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Back then, when this emperor was a chess piece, he could also overturn the chessboard of heaven and earth," Zhang Ziling stretched out his hand to block the light of Taiyin, and pinched his five fingers slightly, as if to hold Taiyin in his hand, "Now as a chess player, even if you use this piece of heaven and earth as the plate , hundreds of thousands of years are the thread..."

"Ben Emperor, let me show it to you too!"

Zhang Ziling clenched his five fingers into a fist, and the violent demonic energy rose into the sky, turning into a black real dragon and rushing towards the nine heavens, and the sound of dragon roar resounded in every corner of the underworld.

In chess, Zhang Ziling has never lost.

Everywhere in the underworld echoed with the sound of dragon roars, and every ghost stared at the black dragon in the sky, only to feel an incomparably pure and majestic aura.

The black dragon transformed into demonic energy gradually dispersed in the sky. In the hall above the peak, the Great Emperor Beiyin Fengdu woke up from his throne again, looking out of the hall with his indifferent eyes, the violent amount of violence spreading in the sky.

The corner of Beiyin Fengdu's mouth suddenly twitched slightly.

A deep and colossal power permeated the hall, and the laws of the Great Dao manifested everywhere. The purple-black Shenhua spit out all over the Great Emperor Beiyin Fengdu, exuding endless power and Taoism.

If there are mortal monks here, just by seeing the manifestation of these Dao laws, I am afraid that they will be able to directly understand, directly cross several realms, and become the invincible supreme powerhouse in the world!

This is... the hall of supreme existence standing at the top of the Three Realms for hundreds of thousands of years.

This is also the real gap between gods and mortals.

"Devil Emperor Zhang Ziling... How many years have you disappeared since the Great Desolation Period?" The Great Emperor Beiyin Fengdu rubbed the ring on his finger, his eyes flickering, "This emperor can't remember how many years... it's too long. long, long time..."

A faint voice echoed in the hall.

"Your old friends have been waiting for you...hehe..."

The figure of the Great Emperor Beiyin Fengdu gradually became distorted and illusory, and finally disappeared into the hall, leaving only a faint chuckle.

The ancient hall, which was full of wild aura, finally became empty and very quiet.

: