"Young Master Ji, don't worry!"
"I'm afraid this emperor will end us!"
With a calm smile, Mo Wentian looked at Ji Wujing opposite and said in a deep voice.
"Is it going to end now?"
"Master Wentian Emperor, you have to be careful with this move!"
"Although there are only you and me here, it's better not to leave any jokes behind!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Ji Wujing seemed to have heard some funny joke, and his words were even more sarcastic.
Although he said it so calmly, in fact, Ji Wujing's heart was not calm at all at this moment, and he even felt worried.
He was worried that Mo Wentian had really broken his soul chess.
"Young Master Ji, I am afraid that I will disappoint you!"
"Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
Grinning, Mo Wentian quickly used the Devouring God Technique in his hand.
The power of the soul has been somewhat sustained, but the Heaven-Eating Divine Art can help him maintain his strength. With this thought, Mo Wentian directly used the Heaven-Eating Divine Art.
As the Heaven-Devouring Divine Technique was performed, the power on the countless chess pieces on the chessboard quickly gathered towards Mo Wentian.
"How is this going?"
Ji Wujing, who was opposite, looked at Mo Wentian, and his expression changed instantly.
At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body made even him feel a palpitation in his heart.
What's more, the power in the soul chess pieces is still flowing towards Mo Wentian.
At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body was no longer the perfect state of the Heavenly King, but directly reached the peak state of the Emperor, approaching the Emperor's state of perfection.
At the same time, the power emanating from Mo Wentian's body was like a spring that would never dry up.
"go!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian suddenly shouted angrily.
"boom!"
The next moment, the entire Demon You chessboard began to tremble.
The countless seals that Mo Wentian played landed in the center, and the chessboard instantly shattered.
The moment the chessboard shattered, the strange power that enveloped Mo Wentian disappeared in an instant.
"This...how is this possible?"
A voice full of disbelief came instantly.
At this moment, Ji Wujing's eyes were full of shock.
Although he had already had this premonition in his heart, when it actually happened, he still felt a little unbelievable.
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, Mo Wentian looked up and found that his figure had returned to the valley.
In front of Mo Wentian, there was still the chessboard.
But the corner of Ji Wujing's mouth overflowed with traces of blood.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Ji Wujing's eyes were full of surprise.
"Young Master, are you okay?"
Seeing the blood spilling from the corner of Ji Wujing's mouth, Ji Ming hurriedly came forward and said with concern.
"fine!"
Ji Wujing said with an indifferent expression.
"Young Master Ji, nothing is impossible!"
"Young Master Ji, you lose this round!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely deep.
"Lost!"
Ji Wujing took a deep breath.
Then he waved his hand, and a large amount of elixir appeared in his palm.
The next moment, a large handful of elixirs were all swallowed up by Ji Wujing.
For a moment, Ji Wujing's face turned rosy again.
"Boy, you are obviously cheating. Otherwise, there is no way you can win over our young master!"
At this moment, Ji Ming looked at Mo Wentian and said with a sinister look on his face.
"Ji Ming, right?"
"If this emperor wins against your young master, it is cheating. What if your young master defeats this emperor?"
"what is that?"
"Is that a matter of course?"
Standing up, Mo Wentian looked at Ji Ming in front of him, with an indifferent expression on his face, and asked rhetorically without answering.
"Boy, you..."
"You are simply making excuses!"
For a moment, Ji Ming was speechless by Mo Wentian.
"Ji Ming, step back!"
Suddenly, a cold voice came.
"Yes, young master!"
Hearing this, even though Ji Ming was a little reluctant, he turned around and retreated behind Ji Wujing.
Seeing Ji Ming retreat, Ji Wujing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned into a curve.
"Asking the Emperor of Heaven, I think there is no need to talk about your cooperation with me!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Ji Wujing's deep voice sounded.
"Don't talk anymore?"
A trace of doubt arose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
He just played a game of chess with Ji Wujing, and Ji Wujing actually stopped talking about cooperation with him.
Recalling Ji Wujing's original attitude, Mo Wentian was filled with shock.
"No more talking!"
Ji Wujing took a deep breath and said.
The Mo Wentian in front of him was a warrior whose cultivation was at the level of the Heavenly King. In his eyes, such a cultivation was not even considered an ant.
But such a person actually broke a chess game that no one had been able to break for hundreds of thousands of years.
At this moment, Ji Wujing no longer dared to underestimate Mo Wentian.
What's more, a strong premonition arose in his heart.
The Mo Wentian in front of him will grow into a terrifying existence sooner or later, and at that time, in front of him, he will look down on Mo Wentian just like he looks down on Mo Wentian now, and Mo Wentian will look down on him.
"Huhuhu..."
Exhale a mouthful of stale breath.
"Asking the Emperor of Heaven, you still said you don't know anything about chess!"
"Do you know that you are the only person in hundreds of thousands of years who has broken this young master's chess game!"
The next moment, Ji Wujing seemed to have remembered something, and the light in Ji Wujing's eyes skyrocketed.
Although Ji Wujing was already strongly suppressing the excitement in his heart, the look in his eyes could not be concealed.
"The only person who has broken your chess game in hundreds of thousands of years?"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian had a look of astonishment in his eyes.
The only person who has broken this chess game in hundreds of thousands of years. The amount of information in this sentence is really too great.
For a moment, Mo Wentian didn't know what to say.
You know, in this ancient ruins, even the strongest person has a life span of only 200,000 years.
And this Ji Wujing actually said that no one could break the Soul Chess for hundreds of thousands of years. This shows that the Ji Wujing in front of him has at least lived for hundreds of thousands of years.
Obviously, the Ji Wujing in front of him could not be from this ancient ruins.
"Could it be that he comes from the world of immortals?"
The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, and a bright light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
At this moment, the only thing Mo Wentian could think of was that Ji Wujing came from the rumored martial arts holy land of the Celestial Realm.
"Master Asking the Heavenly Emperor, you don't have to speculate about my identity. I believe you will know it sooner or later!"
But at this moment, Ji Wujing's faint smile sounded.