You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 568: Chess Immortal Arm

Seeing that most people had arrived, Chang Qing simply called Ling Yu from a distance over through his mind.

Four people sat around the campfire, old friends reuniting. Chang Qing originally wanted to have a few drinks, but was stopped by Yun Qinghan. This drunkard actually refused to drink for the first time.

Asked the reason.

Yun Qinghan glanced at Chang Qing unhappily and said:

"How dare you say that? The demon master was provoked by you and lost half of his military power. In order to gain trust, he launched crazy attacks day and night for a month, making us defend day and night, which was extremely painful."

"Yes, we haven't slept for a whole month." Zhong Baixuan added fuel to the fire.

Chang Qing stroked his chin and said, "It seems that this demon master is getting anxious. He wants to achieve merit quickly, or even occupy a piece of land in the southern region. This is really a desperate move!"

But Chang Qing soon grasped the key point: "Isn't this natural chasm full of sword intent? How did the monsters get here?"

"Indeed, after all, it is the sword intent of a peerless person, which is difficult for even the powerful to cross. However, the demon clan used a broken hand that they found from somewhere to suppress the sword intent for a short period of time, forming a tide of sword intent. The demon clan can use it to cross the chasm and catch us off guard. We have no choice but to stay alert and guard against enemy sneak attacks at all times." Zhong Baixuan spread his hands and said helplessly.

The demon clan took all the treasures, which made them too passive. No wonder they suffered serious casualties and looked exhausted.

"There is no fixed time, which means that they can come at any time. How can we have fun like this!"

Chang Qing couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the demon master for this move, which was considered to be a complete grasp of the initiative.

It's really sinister. The demon master wants to use this move to wear down the morale of the monks on the front line, so that one day when everyone can't hold on any longer, they will be defeated with one blow.

"This move by the demon master is really sinister!"

Ling Yu's calm face suddenly became unusually ferocious, as if he had suffered a loss from this move.

"It looks like a demon master's method, killing two birds with one stone. What a good method. But what is the origin of that treasure that can suppress the sword intent of a peerless person!"

The three of them talked at once but none of them could come to a conclusion.

But I probably knew how terrifying that thing was.

Chang Qing suddenly felt as if he had no control over anything. Now it seemed that this was most likely a game between extraordinary people, but it was causing harm to ordinary cultivators.

Chang Qing's face became even more bitter after thinking about it. If he didn't find a way to get rid of this treasure, let alone slowing down the attack of the demon clan, he was afraid that within ten days, the cultivators on the front line would lose their combat effectiveness due to exhaustion.

Chang Qing suddenly became angry, and a dangerous thought rose in his mind: "You are forcing me! Do you really think I came here for nothing?!"

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The few of them soon started chatting, and the sword intent above the natural ravine continued to flow with a little light. On the north bank, the people gathered around the scattered campfires to practice. Everything seemed to have quieted down, and the atmosphere became more and more quiet. Instead of being sleepy, everyone felt more energetic.

It seemed like the calm before the storm, and everyone's breathing was controlled to a minimum.

At the southern foot of the natural ravine, numerous dark shadows moved around. Even without any communication, violent demonic energy was condensing, bloodthirsty aura was swirling wildly, and cold light burst out from the teeth of every ferocious monster.

Looking around, the entire front line was dark, and countless monsters were rubbing their hands, waiting for the arrival of the sword energy tide.

Chang Qing, who was chatting, felt a palpitation in his heart. He looked up and froze in place.

Yun Qinghan and others stood up, their eyes slightly fixed.

"Son of a bitch, he really came." Ling Yu, who was usually calm and taciturn, cursed for the first time.

The moonlight was dim, and a huge hand above the sky was chasing a crystal clear treasure with a mirror-like luster, slowly pressing down towards the sword intent below.

The hand was so huge that even the people who were warming themselves by the fire were attracted by this strange sight.

"Enemy attack!" The sound of defending the enemy resounded in every camp.

Yun Qinghan and a few others also bid farewell to Chang Qing and returned to the team. They looked towards the chasm with solemn expressions. Each of them had determination on their face. At this moment, they had forgotten whether they would die here.

Chang Qing looked at the huge hand that blocked out the sky and the ray of light that competed with the moon, and his expression changed.

The hand that slowly dropped down held the 'magic mirror' in its hand, and he was shocked. That was not a magic mirror at all, it was clearly a metallic chess piece with a high luster.

The big, slender hand slowly descended with an indescribable sense of mystery.

The sword intent was majestic, turning into thousands, continuously attacking the big hand. At first, the big hand descended very slowly, but not long after, the metallic chess piece swept out a fairy light, and the sword intent suddenly subsided and sank back into the abyss.

A chess piece, so terrifying.

The chess piece was completely suspended across the chasm, emitting an extremely sacred and majestic power.

As he was looking forward to it, Chang Qing looked along the hand towards where it came from, but he only saw a scene that made him horrified. The flesh at the end was shattered and torn, and the arm bones were exposed. The blood on them was still fresh, emitting the breath of life, and it was extremely bloody.

A feeling of powerlessness and a feeling of not being able to fight back came into his mind. It was just a broken arm, a broken arm holding a chess piece?! Chang Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He had a guess in his mind.

One strike was enough to suppress the peerless man's stunning sword, a broken arm, a chess piece, so easily.

In other words, a severed arm and the chess piece it holds can easily defeat an unrivaled strength.

Combined with that sacred aura, once an astonishing idea comes into being, it can no longer be suppressed.

The Immortal's Broken Arm?! Who could make the Immortal lose an arm? What kind of terrifying existence could threaten the Immortal?

Chang Qing swallowed deeply and didn't dare to think about it anymore. He was shocked that the immortal had broken his arm, and even more shocked that the immortal's arm could actually come to the mortal world. The South Sea demon tribe actually had such a treasure! !

For a moment, a trace of despair rose in Changqing's heart. If there was even a thought about this broken arm and the chess piece, countless people in the Southern Region would die, and cultivators like them would be even more vulnerable. If the demon clan already had such means, what was the point of what he had been doing?

At this moment, he truly realized the value of the saying that all calculations are a joke in the face of absolute strength.

The feeling of powerlessness spread, as if all his energy had been drained away, causing Changqing to take a few steps back, so weak that he could hardly stand.

The immortal's broken arm was like a chess piece with immortal energy. Changqing's shaking body suddenly shook, as if he had caught something.

"No! No, no!" Chang Qing shouted loudly, a little crazy.

"Even though the demons have immortal relics, they didn't act immediately. This shows that they are also afraid. Yes, that's right. Humans have lived in Lingran Continent for so long, and there are countless immortals. How could they not leave behind one or two immortal relics? The demons are wary. They are constantly testing the bottom line of humans, thinking that they have gained the greatest benefit in the world!"

Why are the demons like this? Where do they get their confidence from? Or maybe they have already figured out the thoughts of some of the human leaders...