Chapter 4389: crazy

This time, the battle between the two Celestial Realm teams was more intense and crazy than the first.

The crowd stared at the center of the battlefield, looking forward to this battle.

"Although I don't know what Zi Ruxue wants to do, but he seems to be desperate this time."

"It still doesn't work. The people sent by the Blood Soul Saint Ancestor have several powerful Heavenly Venerable Realms. Zi Ruxue wants to calculate the Blood Soul Saint Ancestor, but in the end it is nothing."

"Who said no, these Heavenly Sovereign Realms, I am afraid it is already the strongest of the Purple Blood Temple."

The crowd was talking about it, and no one was optimistic about the Purple Blood Church.

In the past few hundred years since Zi Ruxue disappeared, it is very rare for Zixue Temple to continue to exist.

Many Heavenly Venerable Realm powerhouses have lost their support and left the Purple Blood Temple long ago. This world is really cruel.

Now, if the Heavenly Sovereign Realm who escaped from the Purple Blood Temple knew about the battle here, they would probably be very thankful for their original choice.

As for the remaining Heavenly Sovereign Realm, it is considered Ziruxue's loyalty.

Zi Ruxue naturally didn't want them to die. It could be seen that they fell one by one, and Zi Ruxue's heart was like a knife cut.

The battle was very anxious, but overall, the blood soul sanctuary occupies the top.

Seeing this scene, Blood Soul Saint Ancestor showed a faint smile on his face.

Although many of his people will die, it is inevitable. As long as they can get three cities, everything is worthwhile.

If his people didn't even have this level of consciousness, it would be impossible to reach the heavenly state.

As time passed slowly, more and more monks fell in the Purple Blood Temple.

However, they are really desperate, even if they know they are going to die, they have to pull back.

The situation in this battle is completely different compared to just now.

Five hours later, when the battle was over, all the people in the Purple Blood Temple were wiped out, and no one of the 100-day noble realm survived.

But this time, there were only more than 30 people living in the Blood Soul Temple, and everyone was slightly injured.

"Such a mortality rate is normal." Someone chuckled lightly, as if they had been accustomed to such life and death.

Purple as blood and ashen!

Lost!

The second game was lost again!

When he fought just now, he still held a trace of luck, but the Heavenly Sovereign Realm of the Blood Soul Temple was really too strong.

The blood soul saint ancestor still has a smile on his face, although more than 60 people have died, he has gained three more cities.

Moreover, as the victorious party, he also received a hundred Celestial Heritage Orbs.

One hundred Tianzun inheritance beads, this value is no less than a city.

You know, this is the one hundred Heavenly Sovereign realms that represent the future of the Blood Soul Temple. As long as there is no accident, anyone who gets these 100 Inheritance Orbs can break through the Heavenly Sovereign, it's just a matter of time.

Less leaning, the battlefield returns to calm.

"Zi Ru Xue, I am betting with him, there are still three cities!" Xiao Fan's voice sounded again, his tone solemn to the extreme, with a desperate posture.

"Are you crazy?" Zirublood's pupils shrank.

He now only has three cities left, if he loses again, he will have nothing.

The key is that he has to sacrifice a hundred subordinates of the Celestial Realm.

"Do you still have a way out?" Xiao Fan snorted coldly, "You only have this path to go. Of course, you don't have to choose, but my ugly words are first. If you don't follow me, I will leave immediately."

Zi Ruxue fell into silence, and if Xiao Fan left, he would not be able to play with him alone.

At that time, the Purple Blood Temple would also have to be destroyed, which he could not stop.

If he is a peerless saint ancestor, perhaps he can still fight, but now, he can't do it at all.

Even if the other party suppressed him with his breath, he didn't dare to resist, or he would die.

"What am I going to do?" Zi Ru's blood sank. Now, he can only pin his last hope on Xiao Fan.

"Betting with him on the last three cities, the essence of four million yuan of origin power." Xiao Fan's tone was gloomy, and at this moment, he also moved murderously.

If it weren't for the Five Great Temples to deliberately target them, they wouldn't have to take risks.

But now, they have no way out at all, they can only bury their heads and walk all the way to the dark.

When the voice fell, Xiao Fan flicked his finger, and a stream of light quietly fell into Zi Ruxue's hands: "I have two hundred pills here, and each one can restore the power of the five sources in a short time."

Ziruxue's eyes lit up, and he said in a condensed voice, "Since you have the pill to restore the power of your origin, why don't you just swallow it, you still need the essence?"

"This pill can only restore the power of the original source, it can't be refined for my own use at all. If I can use it to break through the heavenly realm, I will enter this ghost place?" Xiao Fan said in an angry voice.

The pill can only be used to restore the power of the source.

Its essence is to stimulate the potential of the practitioner and to forcibly devour the source of heaven and earth, but this source of power is mottled and lasts a short time.

In addition, the conversion rate of this original power is terribly low, and it's not that Xiao Fan has never tried it.

No one would use the **** pill that supplements the power of the source to cultivate, this is simply a waste.

Zi Ruxue was silent. Xiao Fan was right about this. How could he not understand, but he was too anxious.

"With these two hundred elixirs, they can rest assured that they can fight quickly, and the death rate should be greatly reduced." Xiao Fan said again.

"Will the old blood soul be willing to gamble with me?" Zi Ruxue asked suspiciously, "Blood Soul Temple is too strong, and the Unfeeling Temple and Tianmen Temple will definitely target him. That old thing can be shrewd."

"Then add one more condition, you can join the Blood Soul Sanctuary." Xiao Fanyu said endlessly.

"Me?" Zi Ruxue thought he had heard it wrong.

"Yes, with you joining, even if other temples want to do something, they will have to be a little bit jealous, and they will even think that you have long surrendered to the blood soul ancestor.

At that time, the Blood Soul Saint Ancestor will definitely be the target of attack, and you will be ignored by them. This is a good way to kill two birds with one stone. "Xiao Fan analyzed.

"I fight it." Ziru blood gritted his teeth.

Then he looked at the proud blood soul saint ancestor again: "Blood soul, dare you dare to gamble, the last three cities, bet on your four million essence of power."

The audience was shocked when he said this.

"Zi Ru Xue is crazy, does he want to remove the name of the Purple Blood Church?"

"The people in the Purple Blood Temple, following such a master, are really blind."

"I think he's really gambled this time. Didn't he know that without a city, the Purple Blood Church would be finished? Even if he reopened the Church, he would have to be recognized by the Five Great Churches."

The crowd looked at Zi Ruxue with horror. They couldn't imagine that Zi Ruxue would make such a decision.

Opposite, the blood soul saint ancestor was plunged into contemplation.

In this game, is it a bet or not?