Coming again?

Come on, hammer!

He had been beaten to a pulp.

Furthermore, he might even be tempted to commit suicide.

"No... I'm not coming..."

Sanlang waved his hands repeatedly.

How dare he come again?

Even if you are very brave.

He also didn't have the confidence to play chess with Qin Lang again.

“What a pity.”

Qin Lang shook his head helplessly.

I only made four million.

I originally thought that I could win 100 million from Sanlang.

A game only takes a few dozen breaths.

All in all, it’s pretty easy.

It won’t take long to make 100 million.

After all, Sanlang is a rich man with spirit stones, so he can do whatever he wants!

"Give me the spirit stone."

Qin Lang stretched out his hand towards San Lang.

Sanlang didn't feel sorry for the spirit stones.

It's the loss that makes him feel that life is not worth it.

"for you."

Sanlang handed the storage ring to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang took the storage ring and reached into it.

I want to see if Sanlang is honest.

As a result, as soon as his consciousness entered, he was shocked.

This is fucking... the rich are worthy of being rich.

I thought the one million was actually one million low-grade spirit stones.

Unexpectedly, Sanlang directly gave him a high-quality spirit stone.

There are four million high-quality spirit stones here, which is a full forty billion!

In just a short period of time, we got 40 billion?

Qin Lang feels that playing Taoist chess with some jackpots is really fun!

It’s fun!

Now his assets are close to 100 billion spirit stones.

If it were hundreds of billions, in the previous life, he would definitely be able to live a life of luxury.

But Sanlang didn't play with him.

Demon Lord July and others don't know how to play chess.

Then whose spirit stones can he steal?

While there is still time, I might as well continue studying the art of chess.

Qin Lang returned to the sword pavilion again.

Sanlang didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Let's go, Sanlang."

Mu Yu walked up to Sanlang and shouted.

"That little fellow Tianming said that people from the Formation Hall and the Alchemy Hall have also arrived."

He always felt that the Formation Hall and Alchemy Hall sent people here at this time for some purpose!

Sanlang was stunned when he heard this.

"Who is it?"

He asked in confusion.

The senior leaders of different halls are basically familiar with each other.

There have been conflicts between them, and many have even fought.

Sanlang wanted to know who it was, and also wanted to see if the person coming was his enemy.

If you are someone who has had conflicts before.

Then he and Mu Yu would have to prepare for a big battle.

Mu Yu frowned.

"The one from the Alchemy Hall is okay, it's that old turtle Changmingxian, but the one from the Formation Hall is that guy Jianxuzi."

He had just finished speaking.

The Demon Lord July was suddenly shocked.

He glanced at Jian Lu angrily, but didn't shout out loud for fear of disturbing Qin Lang.

"You mean, Sword Void God?"

Walking to Mu Yu's side, Demon Lord July asked.

Mu Yu nodded, his expression also looking a little ugly.

The strength of Jianxu God is much stronger than his.

"I still remember that sword of his."

The Demon Lord of July had a cold face and a chill emanated from his body.

With a "swish", he tore open his clothes and pointed at the sword mark on his chest.

This sword mark was caused by the Sword Void God.

It almost cost him his life.

Fortunately, he was lucky and finally survived.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.”

Sanlang shook his head and walked to the side of Demon Lord July.

"Don't worry, just stay in the Sword Tempering Valley. If Jianxuzi dares to come, I believe that my uncle will handle it."

He patted the July Demon Lord on the shoulder, signaling him not to worry.

Demon Lord July thought so too.

As long as he doesn't leave the Sword Tempering Valley.

Jian Xuzi did not dare to come to the Locking Immortal Gate and offend his uncle-master Qin Lang.

Otherwise, Uncle-Master Qin Lang would have definitely beaten Jian Xuzi to a pulp.

"Okay, let's go first and see if we can get any information."

Mu Yu said to Demon Lord July and Hao Yue.

Haoyue said nothing.

She was not interested in these.

If Qin Lang asked her to do something, she would be enthusiastic and do it with all her strength.

…

Another new day has arrived.

Qin Lang left the Sword Tempering Valley and came to the Immortal Locking Palace again.

"Sign in."

He muttered to himself.

"Ding, you have successfully signed in to the Immortal Locking Hall. Reward: a bottle of Immortal Yuan Pill."

The system's reward made Qin Lang curl his lips.

He felt that the system was a black-hearted businessman.

Getting up so early and coming to the Locking Immortal Palace.

What is he doing it for?

It’s all for the sake of signing in!

But just give him pet food?

Is this how you send people away?

So boring!

Qin Lang turned around and prepared to leave.

However, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Wu Changfeng not far away.

This time Wu Changfeng did not come over.

Instead, he sat quietly, staring at the chess piece on the table in a daze.

Qin Lang became curious when he saw this.

He walked towards Wu Changfeng.

Looking at the chess pieces on the table.

"Isn't this the same move I used when I played chess with you yesterday?"

Qin Lang said it all.

He didn't expect that Wu Changfeng was actually studying his way of playing chess.

It seems that this Junior Brother Wu really wants to defeat his Junior Uncle!

"How about it? Junior Brother Wu, can you give me a hand?"

He looked at Wu Changfeng eagerly and asked.

I just got the new chess set.

He hasn't had enough fun yet.

Thinking about playing with Wu Changfeng again.

Wu Changfeng, who was concentrating on his work, came back to his senses when he heard Qin Lang speak.

At this time, Qin Lang proposed to play chess again.

He was so frightened that he nearly died of fear.

Play chess with Junior-Master Uncle Qin Lang?

Isn't that like lighting a lantern and going to the toilet to look for shit?

"No, no!"

Wu Changfeng waved his hands repeatedly.

Seeing that Wu Changfeng refused, Qin Lang didn't want to force it.

But suddenly, I had absolutely no interest.

Taoist chess doesn’t seem to be very fun.

Just as Qin Lang was about to leave the Locking Immortal Palace.

He suddenly had a feeling in his heart.

"This is……"

Qin Lang, somewhat puzzled, took out the Taoist chess piece that Jianxu God gave him yesterday from the storage space.

There is a flash of light on the chessboard.

The feeling in my heart comes from it.

Qin Lang understood.

This is the Lord Jianxu, and I want to play chess with him.

But he no longer has any interest in chess.

What's more, the Sword Void God is no match for him at all.

Because they were far away, he had not exchanged communication jade slips with the Divine Lord Jianxu.

I wanted to add some spice to it, but I couldn't.

Qin Lang simply rejected the request of "Sword Void God" to play chess.

After putting the chessboard back into the storage space.

Qin Lang turned and walked out of the Locking Immortal Palace.

Just as Qin Lang stepped into the Sword Tempering Valley.

He felt that familiar feeling again.

The Lord of Sword Void was urging him to play chess again.

"Damn it, why are you pushing me? You can't beat me, why are you pushing me? It's meaningless."

Qin Lang curled his lips and refused again.

He is not an experienced fan of Taoist chess.

As for Taoist chess, just play it for fun.

Cultivation is the most important thing.

After all, no matter how good he is at playing Dao chess, he is still a "rookie" at the Juxi realm.

In the Qiankun Continent, the strong are respected.

He was unwilling to remain a "rookie".

Qin Lang's complaints were heard by the July Demon Lord in the valley, who was immediately shocked.

"Uncle Master? Who can't beat you?"

He asked quickly.

I want to know which unlucky guy was beaten half to death by his uncle-master.

Qin Lang glanced at Demon Lord July and said casually:

"What's the use of calling yourself Jianxu Divine Master? You're such a loser. I tortured you to death."

Yesterday, in just half a quarter of an hour, he defeated the Sword Void God three times.

Isn't it just that you can't beat him?

When Demon Lord July heard this, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Could it be that...

Hiss...so terrifying!

As expected, he is Grand-Uncle Qin Lang!