This kind of desolate tree originally belonged to the trees of the dark line.

It's just that the ghost trees here now look even deeper.

And the size of the tree is much taller than the ordinary ghost tree.

Xiao Zimo's surrounding Liao is unpopular.

He used Ba Ying to cut the bark of the tree in front of him, and black resin came out from inside.

"It seems to have mutated," Xu Zimo murmured.

Ordinary ghost trees will not be like this.

Xu Zimo looked up and found that all the ghost trees here were basically mutated.

And not only the trees, but also the bushes, flowers and grass under the feet have mutated.

He walked all the way forward, always feeling very gloomy here.

Is not only due to the weather, it seems that there are countless eyes staring at him in the dark.

This Silent Hill was just a dangerous place.

It is said that the Three Swords Great Emperor carried the fate after the war.

The sentiments of sentient beings are too much, and all life here is cursed.

Eventually became one of the forbidden places.

Xu Zimo himself does not believe this statement.

Although he had not been to Silent Hill in his previous life, some literature rumors still knew.

Early before, he used the chaotic beads to travel the long river of destiny and watched the evolution of the Silent Hill.

Something was beyond his expectations, and he was prepared early.

Is just something to watch out for, it is something detailed.

Walking in the gloomy forest, all the trees around are the same.

After a long time, Xu Zimo found that he still could not get out of the forest.

And he had an illusion as if he had been standing still.

There is a mysterious force that suppresses the sky, making it difficult for the warrior to fly.

Going forward, Xu Zimo found a large open space not far away.

There is a stone table in the middle of this open space.

Next to the stone bench sat a black robe.

When Xu Zimo walked in, he discovered that a chessboard was placed on the stone table.

And the black robe next to him was thin and boneless.

The whole body is only skinny, eyes are godless, like a living dead.

His thin body was shrouded in a large black robe.

Seeing Xu Zimo's arrival at this moment, the black robe slowly arranged the chessboard on the table.

The old voice came from his mouth.

"The board won me and you can leave here."

"If you lose?" Xu Zimo asked.

"It will be like him," said the black robe, pointing at a piece in the board.

"Interesting," Xu Zimo smiled and sat down on the stone bench on the other side of the stone table.

He looked at the board next to him.

There is nothing in the board, too many pictures and contents.

Seems to contain a world.

When Xu Zimo looked at it again, he saw that the chessboard suddenly returned to normal.

"Are you ready?" The black robe asked quietly.

"Shouldn't you tell me the rules first?" Xu Zimo asked.

This board is different from any gameplay he recognizes, and he also has a lot of incomprehension.

"I will know when you go in."

The man in black robe waved his right hand, and then he saw the endless darkness flowing from his hand.

The picture in front of Xu Zimo's eyes changed. When he reacted, he saw that he was already standing on a starry sky.

"Close your eyes and you will understand," the black robe said lightly.

Xu Zimo smiled and slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, he found his spiritual consciousness very clear.

This chessboard has its own world.

And the outline of this world is based on the Yuanyang continent.

There are many places exactly like Yuanyang mainland.

Is only different from Xu Zimo's real world.

The world he is in now is illusory.

Nothing really exists.

When Xu Zimo opened his eyes again, he already knew something about the situation here.

The world of chessboard where you live is designed according to Yuanyang mainland.

It's just that there are too many incomplete.

He stood above the sky above the sky.

The sky at the moment was rioting, and a vortex appeared in the middle of the sky.

The vortex is endless, stretching the whole sky.

At the moment, the source of the vortex seems to be gestating.

"Fate," Xu Zimo's pupil shrank, and his breathing was short.

"No, it is also illusory."

Fate is condensing, and in the position below fate, countless people have begun to scramble to fate.

Xu Zimo could not see the faces of these people, they seemed to be enveloped by a layer of mist.

Has no blood and no magnificence.

The body of these fighting people will dissipate after death.

The only thing that attracted Xu Zimo's attention was the person standing at the forefront and carrying three knives.

His location closest to Destiny suppressed everything.

The moment the three knives came out of the sheath, nobody around him was his enemy.

At that moment, the man was above Hengyu, unreasonable and high above.

An ancient style.

Although he couldn't see the man's face clearly, Xu Zimo was sure that this was the Three Swords King.

Now the picture before him is exactly the scene when the Three Swords Great Emperor bears the fate of heaven.

It's just that the scene in front of him omits a lot of things, and it can't reflect the **** cruelty of the time.

At this moment Xu Zimo turned his head and looked at the black robe in front of him.

The world he lives in reminds him of someone.

A very old person, or someone who should have died.

Looked at Xu Zimo's eyes, the black robe was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Please break the game."

At this moment, as the black robe's voice fell, the scene above changed instantly.

Those who are fighting for destiny are all gone.

There are only two people left under the vortex ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ One is the first person carrying three knives.

There is also a person wearing a star robe on the ground.

The faces of these people are not clear, they are like chess pieces, still in place.

"You remind me of someone," Xu Zimo said.

"Please break the game," the man in black robe ignored Xu Zimo's words, but simply repeated.

"The ancient **** of stars, right," Xu Zimo said.

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, the man in black robe slowly raised his head.

Looked at Xu Zimo for a little silence, and finally said: "Please break the game."

The ancient **** of stars, as a legend who once lived with the three swordsmen emperor.

Perhaps he was very famous in that era.

But after going through the turning points of several times, after all the dust settled.

Many old strong names have long been forgotten in the silent words of time.

Xu Zimo also knew that there was such a person when he paid attention to the Silent Hill before.

After all, people always remember the last winner.

The ancient **** of the stars stepped into the Silent Desolation Mountain and fought for their destiny.

He is the most special person among many destiny contenders.

Everything originated from the ancient world of stars he cultivated.