"Why is this witch here?" Zhang Ruochen said to himself.

The woman was dressed in men's clothing, wearing a blue robe, and holding a rosary, her appearance was not particularly outstanding and did not attract much monks' attention.

Although she has performed the mystery of change and deliberately converged the magic on her body, the unique breath of death emanating from her body is still noticed by Zhang Ruochen.

This girl is Luo Zuyun's aunt shooting.

Zhang Ruochen had a relationship with her at the engagement banquet, but he was one of Luo Yan's close friends, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

Zhang Ruochen just stared at her for a moment, she was aware of it, her eyes projected, and she met Zhang Ruochen for a moment. Zhang Ruochen immediately looked away, pretending that she had just seen her by accident.

Gu shoots the five fingers and jade fingers in the sleeve of Jingjing, fiddles with the rosary, and there is a look of doubt in her strange pupil. She doesn't look at the "blood cry" any more, and goes straight to the depths of the Goddess Building.

"The Goddess Building tonight is really not that lively."

Zhang Ruochen said to the blood slaughter: "Go and investigate and see what is happening in the Goddess Building?"

After being separated from the blood slaughter, Zhang Ruochen went alone through the hall to the luxurious palaces.

Han Yunge can judge that he is Zhang Ruochen based on the fact that Blood Cry is not in the realm of destiny, and other well-informed monks can naturally guess.

Must change identity.

"Click."

After walking through a place with relatively dark lights, Zhang Ruochen's body shook a bit, and instantly changed into another look.

He is tall and thin, with long arms, not handsome, but also has an attractive British spirit.

The Goddess Building has nine palaces, each of which is distributed with dozens of palaces and palaces, and is equipped with a cloud tower, a moon boat, and a flower terrace. Passing the entrance hall, walking across a water stone road, the front becomes more lively and the lights are brighter and brighter.

There, it is the entire building of the goddess, the largest group of temples, called "Yushan Palace."

The Yushan Palace is built on an island piled with holy bones. The main body is a tortoise shell of a sacred tortoise, which stands more than 800 meters high. The peculiarly shaped temples were built around the mountains, and holy flame lanterns were hung on the eaves of the temples.

The group of temples in the Yushan Palace is the main body of the Goddess Building, including the gambling city, Wudoutai, Jiuchi meat forest ... It is all-inclusive, and more than 90% of monks can only stay here.

The other eight temple halls have their own characteristics, and the fees are very high, which is not an ordinary monk.

Feng Cuiwan is located in another temple group, "Yuanyuan Palace", which is very close to Yushan Palace and connected by a water stone road.

Zhang Ruochen didn't immediately go to Feng cry palace, while walking around the Yushan palace, secretly observing which other powerful men were coming, while waiting for news of blood slaughter.

Passing by a three-meter-high Xuanbingyutai, I saw that there were twelve stunning girls on the stage who were dancing.

Some of them are fox girls, **** and charming, and their tails are swaying; some are dragon girls with double horns on their heads, and their temperament is high;

Obviously they have been carefully tuned / taught and the dance is beautiful, making Zhang Ruochen feel pleasing to the eye.

The other monks in the **** world, even without the demeanor of the sacred realm, yelled, throwing a sacred stone, or Sheng Dan, on the stage.

A corpse grand saint, directly boarded Xuanbing Yutai, held a fox girl in one hand, and went straight to a lively palace, which made countless monks in the **** world envious.

In the Goddess Building, only the Great Saint dared to do so.

Is the special treatment of the Great Saint.

Zhang Ruochen went to Jiuchi Roulin again and tasted a wine called "Forgetfulness", which is indeed a good wine, which is enough to compare with the wine made by the wine lunatic.

Douwutai is built on the top of the Jade Mountain Palace and can be seen at a glance no matter where you stand in the Goddess Building.

At this moment, there are two immortal saints fighting on the battlefield.

One from the underworld and one from the dead.

The two seemed to have a feud, and they fought fiercely. In the end, the great holy saint had a superior skill and cut off the head of the dead holy saint, attracting the cheers of countless monks.

Passing by a castle-like building, Zhang Ruochen felt the breath of Yan Zhexian, suddenly stopped and looked up.

The castle was built by Blackstone, it is five stories high, with a huge scale. Three words are piled with bones on the top of the gate.

"What does Gambler City mean?" Zhang Ruochen said to himself.

Next to him, a nine-step holy king wearing a chain mail, a human body, and a head scratching his head, said: "I don't know the gambling machine city. Is this your first visit to the Goddess Tower?

"It was the first time you were hit."

Zhang Ruochen stepped into the castle.

Crossing the door, the lights inside were much darker, but the noise was louder and noisier.

"This is definitely an ancient soldier comparable to the King's holy weapon. I have 90 million holy stones."

"This ring contains a strong sense of the Great Holy, and it is certainly not low in value."

"I have three million holy stones."

...

There are ten gaming tables in the lobby on the first floor of the castle.

On each table, there is a piece of utensils, which is wrapped in a light mask.

Around the table, there were a large number of crazy monks, betting while judging the value of the vessel.

The practice of these monks is generally not high, and it is difficult to see the figure of the Holy King.

The holy king of nine steps walked to Zhang Ruochen, glanced at the ten vessels in the mask, and shook his head, "The first layer is only a low-end game, and you can't see good things. The things above are really worth money. "

They walked towards the second floor.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "Is this a place to sell utensils or a place to gamble?"

"Everything!"

The holy king of the nine steps of the gimmick said: "The goddess building can sell the utensils and draw money from the gamble. It can be said that both ends are profitable."

Arrived on the second floor!

Almost all of this layer are monks of the Holy King Realm, but the realm is lower and it is difficult to see the figure of the Holy King of Nine Steps.

On the third floor, the holy King of the Nine Steps reached his destination and walked towards the hall.

In the hall, there are only six gaming tables. The monks who gamble here are almost all high-level holy kings, and even the figure of the holy holy.

The holy king of nine steps came to the table below No.1 table, widened his eyes, and carefully observed a rusty warhammer on the table. The whole person's breathing became rapid.

Enter the gambler status instantly.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the warhammer, and saw that although the warhammer was rusty, from the cracks of the rust, a ray of black brilliance escaped, with a strong sacred breath, and escaped through the mask.

That great sacred breath, the level of arrogance, reached the level of a thousand questions.

"It's a great sacred artifact, and it really has something good."

He quietly unleashed his spirits and wanted to investigate Warhammer.

The mental force touched the mask, and the mask immediately burst into a dazzling brilliance, showing the appearance of thunder and lightning.

"Where did the ignorance come from?

"Unfavorable, you bet, King is no longer gambling here!"

"Cangyu, who do you bring?"

...

The monks below the gaming table uttered yelling and glaring at Zhang Ruochen angrily.

Gamblers are very irritable when they bet.

The holy king of nine steps, named Cangyu, quickly apologized to them, saying, "My friend is the first time to come to Goddess Building. I don't understand the rules here. Please forgive me, don't share his general knowledge."

After soothing for a while, the anger of the crowd calmed down.

However, there were also several monks who chose to leave and did not continue to bet here.

Cang Yun sent a message to Zhang Ruochen: "The vessels here are covered with a mask. The monk can only rely on the breath it emits to judge its value and cannot use spiritual force to investigate."

Zhang Ruochen said: "This, I'm afraid it's hard to judge!"

"It's hard to judge, so it's called a bet." Cang Yan said.

Zhang Ruochen felt very fresh, and asked, "How do you gamble?"

Cangyu said with excitement: "Two or more monks bid on the vessel together. If the final price is lower than the original value of the vessel, then the one with the highest price is the winner. Not only can you get the vessel, but also all the bidders Holy stone. "

"If the final price is higher than the original value of the vessel. Then, the one with the lowest price becomes the winner and receives the vessel and the holy stone for all bidders."

Zhang Ruochen said: "The winner takes all?"

"Yes! Exciting, right?" Cangyu smiled.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "From the first floor to the third floor, I roughly looked at it. All the utensils put on the gaming table are quite special. They seem to be ancient artifacts dug from the tomb. I ’m afraid it ’s not easy to judge the value of these vessels. "

Cang Jing said: "The Lord has no idea. The Goddess Building and the Undead Hall cooperate closely. The Undead Hall travels from all walks of life to excavate the tomb. Their main purpose is to find powerful corpses and bones and sell them to the corpses and bones at high prices. Great forces. By the way, many ancient artifacts have also been dug up, and most of them have been sent to the Goddess Building! "

"The real good things have been picked away by the Undead Hall?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Cang Jing shook his head vigorously and said, "The utensils dug out of the tomb are difficult to judge because of their long history. Some seem to have a strong breath. In fact, the interior has already rotten. Instantly turned into dust. "

"Especially the ancient artifacts of the gods are impregnated with the power of the gods, and the gods are bred in the interior. Even the spiritual power cannot be probed. Only after being sacrificed can the value be judged."

"So, the vessels in these tombs are usually just unearthed, and they will be sealed and sent to the Goddess Building, or other gambling places, and the monks themselves will gamble its value. In this way, the Temple of the Dead and the Goddess House will not make a profit. deficit."

As long as the vessel used by the Great Saint is the ancient artifact.

As long as the vessel used by the gods is the ancient artifact of God.

However, there are grades of equipment, as well as preciousness. The wine glass and war soldiers used by the same saint may exude the same breath as the saint, but the value of the two is not the same.

If you make a mistake, you will definitely lose your money.

Below the table, there are seven monks who have bet.

Four of them bid 100 million holy stones.

The other three bids were: 1.2 billion holy stones, 800 million holy stones, and 2.1 billion holy stones.

At the gaming table, a person in charge of the Goddess Palace said, "This vessel has a strong sense of the Holy Spirit, and it is a warhammer, most of which is a soldier of the Holy Saint. Are there any monks who want to increase their prices?"

Cangyu laughed and sat next to the gaming table, and said, "According to the great holy breath emanating from this warhammer, it can be determined that its former master was the Qianwen Jingsheng. The soldiers of Qianwen Jingsheng. At least it should be the level of the dual monarch's holy artifact. How can the holy stone measure its value? In my opinion, it is also worth at least eighty **** stones. "

Eighty **** stones are equivalent to eighty billion sacred stones.

The three monks who had bet all stared at Cangyu with the look of an idiot.

Is it a Warhammer, it must be a warrior of a thousand questions?

Even if it is a soldier of the Qianwenjing Saint, it looks like it is a rusty thing if it looks rusty.

Waste devices vary in value depending on the degree of waste.

It may be worthless, or it may be that some materials of the refining obtained by the quenching still have a certain value.

Obviously, most of the monks think that the Warhammer is a waste.

In particular, the four monks who bid 100 million sacred stones also determined that the Warhammer was worthless and wanted to be big and small. If it weren't for this table, the minimum bid would be 100 million holy stones. Maybe they would come up with a lower price.

If the Warhammer is worthless, the four of them will win, and they can divide up the sacred stones from the other three monks, each earning 1 billion sacred stones.

For the nine-step holy king, one billion holy stones is an immense wealth.

Of course, if the interior of the Warhammer is intact and it is a large sacred artifact of the level of the dual monarch's sacred artifact, then the monk who paid 2.1 billion sacred stones will win.

Not only won all the holy stones, but also a great holy artifact worth dozens of **** stones, but also turned the sky.

Of course, this probability is very low.

Based on the strength of the Goddess Tower, it is still possible to judge the value of a great holy artifact. It is really an intact binary monarch sacred weapon, even if the probability is only 20-30%, it will definitely be sent to the fourth floor of the casino, how could it appear here.

This gambling game depends on luck and eyesight.

The head of the Goddess Palace stared at Cangyu, and narrowed her eyes and smiled, "How many holy stones are you going to bet?"

"I am poor, so bet 100 million holy stones!"

Cangyu took out a red-red crystal card and dropped it on the gaming table.

There was a sudden hissing all around.

Just blowing so hard just now, it turned out to be a guy who was going to pick up cheap.

The four monks who had previously bailed 100 million sacred stones all looked unhappy. One more bet, when the time is won, each of them will have fewer holy stones!

The head of the goddess asked: "Are there any monks betting?"

There were many monks who watched, but none of them bet.

After all, 100 million holy stones are not small enough to make some holy kings lose their homes.

The head of the Goddess Palace stared at the eight monks who bet and said, "Do you want to raise?"

The monk betting 1.2 billion holy stones was slightly hesitant, but in the end there was no increase.

Although it is impossible to use spiritual force to probe, or to use holy gas to inject into the vessel, Zhang Ruochen possesses the heart of truth, with a layer of mask, which cannot stop his induction.

Previously, Cangyu helped him speak and explained his doubts about Gambling Machine City. He had a good opinion of this person and planned to give him a chance.

So Zhang Ruochen secretly said, "The price has been increased to 2.2 billion holy stones."

When Cang Ruochen's voice was heard, Cang was surprised and turned to look at him.

Zhang Ruochen nodded to him.

Cangzheng certainly does not think that Zhang Ruochen is a secret undertaking of other people, but he does not believe Zhang Ruochen's ability.

The 2.2 billion holy stones are not small.

Does he think that the value of this warhammer is above 2.2 billion holy stones?

"Brother, can you do it? If 2.2 billion sacred stones are lost, I will have nothing, and my savings for hundreds of years will be gone!" Cang Yan Chuanyin asked.

Zhang Ruochen's palm patted on his shoulder and said, "Trust me."

This shot, a strong and unrivaled great holy spirit poured into the body of Cangyu.

"It turns out ... it was a senior senior ..."

Cangyu has seen the might of the Great Saint battle, but the immortals and the hundred gods of the Great Saint are behind the brother ... No, it is a senior, compared with the senior behind, but it is far behind.

Is the predecessor a great saint of thousands of circumstances?

Cangyu took a breath and was both excited and enthusiastic. "I finally met my own chance and could get the guidance of Qianwenjing Shengsheng. Can I still lose? Maybe I can win today. A big one. "

The head of the Goddess Palace asked for the third time: "If you are sure that you will not raise any more, I will open the mask now and test the value of Warhammer."

"Wait a minute."

Cangyu stood up and tried to control the emotion of excitement, but his hands still couldn't help shaking, and said, "I bet ... bet two billion holy stones."

Under the table, all the monks were holding back.

Someone laughed: "This stupid man is too greedy, does he think that this warhammer is really an intact sacred weapon of the king?"

"A nine-step holy king took out 2.2 billion holy stones to gamble, and I wonder if he would cry after losing."

"It's made, it's made a lot! There are 2.2 billion more holy stones. The four of us can each make 550 million extra holy stones."

...

The ghost saint who bet on 2.1 billion sacred stones sank, and threw two red-red crystal cards to the gaming table, increasing the price to 2.3 billion sacred stones.

"I have my predecessor as my back, afraid of you, the immortal saint of a ghost family?"

Cang Fang raised his sleeve, threw eight crystal cards in a row, and bet three billion holy stones.

The Great Holy Ghost was obviously not rich. Although he was angry, he did not continue to bet in the end. He snorted: "Very good, courageous, but if you don't know how to lose, you won't get so many holy stones."

"Old seniors, just take care of yourself. I have confidence and I must win the audience." Cang Wei said quite arrogantly.

"The tribe are too greedy, wait and see, he will definitely cry later."

"The number of holy stones in this game reached 7.7 billion holy stones. It is a big bet. I don't know who can win."

...

The goddess of the goddess said: "Since there are no monks to continue to raise, now the old man will open the mask. Whoever wins and who loses, each destiny."

The head of the Goddess Palace formed a seal on both hands, and two blood lines appeared on the palm of her hand, and she pressed it onto the mask.

The mask faded away and finally dissipated.

Other onlookers gathered in the hall, held their breath, and waited for the answer to be revealed.

The most tense is Cangyu.

Although the predecessor behind him is highly advanced, but who can't use mental force to investigate, who can be 100% correct?

Three billion sacred stones. Once he loses, he will not only have to sell all his estates, but even sell himself to the Goddess House as a slave to pay off.

But once the bet wins, it is just the holy stone that can win a lot.

Cangyu pressed his hands on the table, his eyes flushed with red blood, and he bit his sharp teeth. His whole body was shaking, excited, nervous, and the blood was boiling.

As soon as the hood was opened, all the mental powers rushed to the warhammer.

"Snapped!"

Unable to withstand the impact of chaotic mental power, the surface of the Warhammer cracked a gap.

The gap gradually increased, as dense as a cobweb.

Moreover, the sacred breath flowing out of those gaps also dissipated into the space, becoming thinner and thinner, and seems to be lost.

Anyone can see that this great sacred artifact has long been corroded by the power of years, and all of its essence has been lost. It is estimated that it is impossible to extract some rare materials from it.

A scrap!

The four monks who held only 100 million holy stones were already excited and laughing.

"I won, ha ha, I won. I counted at least 1.8 billion holy stones."

"It's just that stupid enough that three billion sacred stones came out."

...

The other begging monks all looked sad and sighed and left the table.

Cangyu was struck by lightning ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ lost all strength, strong and tall body, slipped to the ground, only one thought in her heart: "It's over, it's over!

He doesn't blame Zhang Ruochen, after all, everyone misses.

The decision is ultimately made by himself.

Blame yourself for being too greedy, and you lose even the chance of turning over!

Four monks who bet 100 million holy stones, in countless pairs of envy, jealousy, and greedy eyes, began to collect the crimson crystal cards on the table.

One represents 100 million holy stones.

"And slow."

Zhang Ruochen took a step forward, tapped his finger gently on the table, and said, "Who said you won?"

The gamblers who had planned to leave all stopped.

Are there still variables?