v7 Chapter 398： One bet twenty

Now these three people apparently fell into the hands of the **** monks. After being banned, they were looked after by several **** monks, all pale and frightened. 8) 1> ＺW. Com

To say they are also unlucky. After they left the same day, the three of them cooperated with ** Hetu. Although they experienced several crises in the endless sea, fortunately, they all escaped without any surprise, and even had a lot of money in their hands. Harvest.

But when they came to the mountain where the temple of war was hurrying, they faced the sneer of the blood prison monks.

There was no suspense, and they were easily subdued after a blood priest monk shot in the late ancestors.

** He Tu was resigned because the monks in the Three Stone Realms were rushed away by the net. It was obvious that Zhiji, Nie Yan and Liu Shiyan had no such good luck. Now they have not killed them. It is also that the blood prison monks want to catch up with the human monks, and then let them endure endless suffering by blood sacrifice to avenge the fallen blood prison monks.

Xiao Chen sneered in his heart, without the slightest pity in his heart. He looked at the figure of ** Hetu among the monks in the Three Stone Realms. Now this man is pale and is talking to several people in a low voice, completely unaware that he believes that Xiao Chen has died Came here.

Knowing that, ** Hetu had secretly counted on him that day, Xiao Chen was the one who would kill him, but now he doesn't have to be in a hurry, and he needs to see the situation first and then do not delay.

Over the sea, the monks from the Five Realms are very clear-cut, and they are divided into small groups based on their closeness and mutual ties.

Xiao Chen's disguised alien identity was a strong Dongtianjie fire department who slumped in his hands. Now Dongtianjie and the good monks greeted him, he hesitated a little, or drove Luguang to the past.

"Gu Sijie, I got rid of you in the First World War. I thought you were dead. I didn't expect you to live well!"

"It's good to be alive, **** it, we went across the endless sea, and now we have to be exploited by the blood prisoners!"

"Wait, there will be a battle when the monks of the Five Realms arrive. If the blood prisoners want to capture the beast crystal without any effort, they must show their strength to convince us, otherwise they will be unable to eat and walk around."

Several monks in the heavenly world scolded and grinned, but lowered their voices, apparently did not want to cause trouble.

Although Xiao Chen disguised himself as a monk in this cave, he didn't know his memory, and he would lose his words, so he nodded and said directly, "You look at the form first, and there are still some injuries in my body that have not healed. Let me recover first. . "

After speaking, I didn't give a few people the opportunity to refuse to say more, and sat down cross-legged and closed their eyes.

"Gu Sijie's temper is the most irritable on weekdays. There is no fire today. I'm still thinking about how to soothe him not to provoke the lunatics of the blood prisoner."

"There is something wrong, but this guy has spent more than a year in the endless sea. I am afraid that he has suffered a lot, and his temper is normal."

"It is possible."

Several Dongtianjie monks turned their eyes on Xiao Chen, then changed their direction, and continued to look at the place where the monks in the blood prison were.

The time passed in a hurry, for the monks to reach the level above the ancient realm, this time did not make any sense, and it was not even enough for them to conduct a short-term retreat, but within the three-year period prescribed by the Temple of War, the time changed. It must be urgent.

It's only seven days from the deadline.

The number of monks in the Five Realms reached more than five hundred people, and their minds gradually became restless. The atmosphere was more dignified, and a sense of depression was revealed.

The strong men from all sides began to engage in secret contact, seeming to discuss certain things, and soon reached a consensus between each other.

The monks of the Blood Prison didn't have any response to this, the corners of their mouths were full of scorn, their contempt in their eyes was nothing to hide, but they did not look at the union of the other four monks at all. How proud!

"Hey, the above said, this beast crystal cannot be crossed, otherwise we will still have a foothold in the God of War Palace. The Four Powers united and decided to give these guys in the blood prisoner a hard lesson, we wait Go to the theater. "

"Blood prisoners are really too mad these days. Even if they are powerful, could they resist the shots of my strong four."

"This time will definitely make them unable to eat and go!"

Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and a faint flash of flicker flashed, and finally it was time to burst.

The blood prisoners are tough and overbearing. Such actions will surely cause the four races to fight against them. If the blood prisoners can be defeated naturally, he can follow a group of monks to enter the temple of war without any trouble.

Even if he loses, he can make him feel positively how powerful the blood prison monk has, and know what to do next.

However, according to Xiao Chen's thoughts, this battle should be more likely for the blood prisoners to win. If there is no absolute certainty, even if the blood prison monks have always been overbearing, they will not do such things.

But at the moment, it's useless to think, what exactly is going on, naturally you know.

The monks of the Four Realms suddenly stepped out of a dozen figures at this moment, each with a strong breath.

Sunset over the Three Rivers.

Floating 6 circles Zhan Lingxiao.

Dongtianjie ancient capital.

The spirit realm clan does not move the king.

At this moment, one of the monks in the blood prison community also walked out with a cold smile on his lips. "Why, haven't you all thought about whether you should hand over the beast crystal in exchange for the qualification to enter the temple of war?" You know that time is running out. "

Zhan Lingxiao's brows frowned slightly. The exotic strong man slowly said, "We don't mean to cause trouble for you, the blood prisoners, and we ask you to let it go."

"Let ’s go?" The blood prison monk's face became extremely gloomy instantly, his eyes turned into blood red and slowly swept away, "I think the meaning of my tribe is very clear, each person handed over a hundred beast crystals, they can Enter the Temple of War. "

"Did you understand me?"

Zhan Lingxiao frowned. "It seems that there is no way to mediate. Since that is the case, I have done it once."

The breath of the Blood Prison Monk burst out violently, and the horror blood broke out. "My blood Prison Dawson family blood, accepting any of you's challenge, defeating me will get the qualification to lead His Majesty Monk into the Temple of Chop, otherwise Each surrendered two hundred beast crystals, or died. "

The tyrannical and overbearing atmosphere burst out, covering up the entire space.

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Within the peak of the God of War Temple, there is a flat stone platform connecting the outside world, but it cannot be seen from the outside. Now, on this stone platform, ten monks are here.

"Ha ha ha ha! It is indeed the descendant of my blood prison tribe, and it is indeed overbearing. The son of this Mori family is very appetite for the old man!"

"This is the demeanor of my blood prisoner. Everywhere we go, monks from all walks of life must bow to court. At that time, we were not able to do such things. These little guys are very good."

The two monks who were apparently from the blood prison family laughed, and ignored the gloomy faces of the surrounding monks, and even looked provocative.

"Why, do you disapprove, and want to make justice for those little guys outside, although I let the horse over, I will give you this opportunity. Dare to place a bet, we will go to the battlefield of God now!"

The monks of the Four Realms became very ugly.

"Bornur, don't you be too arrogant. If you want to fight and stay here, I can gamble with you once." An exotic old man in the Three Stone Realms opened his voice hoarsely, revealing the coldness of the stock taste.

"Okay! I was afraid that you wouldn't succeed. It was a shame and shame that I lost in the hands of you in the past. I just took this opportunity to repay them together! Xiaohe Changjiang, prepare the coin in your hand, I must let you Vitality! "

"Huh!" Changhe Xiaoyue murmured, some jealousy in his eyes, but didn't say much.

From the spiritual realm, a strong man from each of the two races was sent. At this moment, the monk of the tribe looked at the three fingers, Nie Yan, and Liu Shiyan who fell into the hands of the blood prison monk. His face was stiff and breathless. They all seemed to have a little spark.

He was instructed to lead the younger generation of the race, who knows that this is the case, and his face is naturally so good that he can't see where.

"Today you and my monks from the Five Realms are together, it is also a rare day. In this case, it is better to start a gamble. The bet is the battle of these little guys outside. You are betting on which side wins. Which is it?" Float 6 People in the world are good at gambling. They are said to be good players when they haven't entered the avenue. After that, they are still gambling. Even now, they still won't miss any opportunity to open a gamble.

"How to gamble?" The two monks of the Blood Prison flashed before them, obviously interested.

"The betting agreement is very simple. You and I each take out a certain amount of coins as gambling capital, and then each selects the optimistic ethnic monks, and judges who will be the first to enter the Temple of War as the criterion for judging the winner. The winner can be obtained according to the bet size. The crystal coin corresponding to the odds is evenly distributed by the losing parties. How about the Kunwu Taoist who reached out and grabbed his beard, showing a little excitement on his face, "There can only be one winner in this kind of gambling. Get ready to pay, hey, it's fun. "

This old man is obviously extremely satisfied with the gambling contract he designed.

"Haha, okay, this bet will definitely not be missed in our blood prison world. The two of us bet three thousand crystals!" Bonour grinned.

The three thousand crystal coins can be exchanged for three times in the God of War Palace, or exchanged for a high-grade barren ancient treasure, which is a great skill, and the monks of the Four Realms have changed color.

"Hurry up and bet, are you scared by my little blood prisoners, and dare not shoot, hey, if that's the case, this bet is not a bet." Another blood prison monk Bolan Open your mouth and try your best.

"Huh! The old man will still be afraid that you will fail. I will pay 800 crystal coins to bet the three stone monks to enter first."

"I bet five hundred coins, and I bet I am 6 monks leading."

"Bet six hundred crystal coins, the gambling monk in Heaven will enter first!"

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The monks of the Four Realms have spoken one after another. The Blood Prison Realm was already strong in the year of the War God Palace. It has been pressing the other monks of the Four Realms. Now if they retreat again, not only will their faces have no light, but the entire monks will be shamed.

So even if they grit their teeth, they have to hold on.

The demon monk in the spirit world hesitated slightly, and said, "The demon used four hundred crystal coins to bet my demon monk to enter first."

Dozens of figures on the platform have spoken one after another, and their eyes converged on the last human race.

"Ha ha ha ha, Jing Yangzi, you still don't want to participate in this gamble. No matter what kind of monks are out there, your tribe is hopeless." Bonour smiled wildly, but his face became sullen, "Dare To kill me the **** monk, we must be prepared to be cleaned. Regardless of the victory or defeat, my **** monk will kill the human monk who breaks in here. If you bet, you will lose. ! "

Jing Yangzi's face was stiff, his eyes were cold and flowing, and his eyes looked at the Bonour. He obviously persuaded him not to join the gamble, but secretly increasing the pressure and forcing him to quit, otherwise he was identified as a human monk. No doubt.

"The old man issued a thousand coins, and bet my tribal monk entered first!"

The man blurted out of anger, but the next moment he regretted it.

This thousand crystal coin is the amount he accumulated for tens of thousands of years, and also worked around with a number of friends to make up the amount, in order to re-enter the war temple to comprehend a quenching magical power, he repaired growth tends to stagnate, Feelings are likely to make him go further and reach the limit of ancient times.

"Okay! Jingyangzi Taoyou really happy, Kunwu Taoyou, do not sign a gambling contract right away!" Bonnour's eyes brightened, did not give Jingyangzi the opportunity to regret it, and the matter has been finalized.

The Kunwu Taoist smiled "Hey" and didn't go to see the ugly face of Jing Yangzi. With a wave of his robe sleeve, it turned out to be a ghost like a turntable.

This is a contract magical power that can be summoned by the monks in the Ares Palace at will. Once the sign of the spirit of the gods is signed, the contract will take effect immediately without any remorse. Otherwise, it will face the sanctions of the Ares Palace. Inner monks are used to gambling.

"According to the comparison of the strengths of various ethnic groups, the blood prisoners are the strongest, so the odds are one for one, and the human race is the weakest, and the odds are one for twenty. You can see it when you send a trace of knowledge into the contract turntable. Qing, if there is no objection, sign a contract. "

After counting the interest, the contract was signed, the ghost of the turntable disappeared, and the atmosphere on the platform suddenly became somber. One by one, the old immortal eyes stared at the outside. Now the battle between the juniors outside has a direct interest to them. Be on your mind.

Only Jing Yangzi's mouth was bitter and his face was tight, as ugly as the dead parents.

This gambling game, no matter how you look at it, you lose no win, the impulse is the devil!

Now this old guy has the idea to slap himself.

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