"ah!"

Suddenly, Xie Xinchen let out a scream and then fell to the ground.

Qin Feng and Du Yu instantly jumped two steps away and looked in the direction of Xie Xinchen.

A twisting black shadow was trying to break free from Xie Xinchen's body. Inside the shadow was a face they were very familiar with - it was the thing that had just played chess with them.

After Xie Xinchen fell down, he shook twice and then became completely unresponsive.

Xie Xinchen, dead.

The black-faced man attacked again and pierced Du Yu with one blow. Du Yu flew out and fell to the ground, dead.

Qin Feng subconsciously punched the black shadow that was stabbing at him.

He only felt a huge force coming, causing the bones in his right arm to feel a kind of broken pain.

And this black shadow actually shattered into pieces! After landing on the ground, it turned into smoke and dissipated.

The black face pounced directly on Qin Feng. After a burst of black clouds rolled, Qin Feng ceased to exist.

Three people died.

The black man's face was churning, showing excitement.

The black and white shadows around them all floated away.

A few minutes later, Ling Guan regained consciousness.

The other phantoms also regained consciousness.

“…………”

"You new guy, what have you done!!!"

“Hahahahahahaha, I can finally be free now!!”

Another black shadow rushed over and checked the injuries of the two people and the corpse, but after standing up, he still shook his head.

"Now that the chessboard is gone, doesn't that mean we are free?"

Some shadows also reacted suddenly and seemed to want to encourage others to leave with him.

It makes Guan feel bitter.

He was the one who was talking to Li Rulan.

Therefore, he is also the person who feels the horror of Li Rulan the most deeply.

"My life is over..."

The black-faced man gradually regained his sanity.

"Could it be... that all of you fellow Daoists are bound by the chessboard?" The black face, which had transformed into the appearance of an old man, asked cautiously, "But why am I still conscious?"

A black shadow that looked like a female cultivator gave her a pitying look and flew away on its own.

"You did a great job, fellow Daoist! Hahahahaha!"

A somewhat crazy white shadow flew over, hugged the old man, and then flew away with a smile.

There were dozens of phantoms, but no one came out to explain the current situation to the old man.

The old man felt a little embarrassed.

However, he was a newcomer and didn't dare to say much. He could only stay where he was, smiling and observing his "predecessors".