In the palm of Zhang Ruochen's palm, a scarlet blood-sharp gas poured out around the gaming table, hitting the cracked warhammer, and the hammer body suddenly made a "rustle" sound.

The warhammer turned into dust and spilled into the ground.

At the center of the Warhammer, there was an irregular black crystal that flew out and fell to Zhang Ruochen's palm.

A surprise sounded: "The Warhammer has not completely corroded."

"The King's Sacred Art has been eroded into dust, why is it intact? It seems to be an extraordinary treasure."

...

The monks cast their eyes on the black crystals.

It is about the size of a walnut. Although it is a crystal, it is opaque, unremarkable, and there is no strong breath.

However, after Zhang Ruochen mobilized a ray of blood evil spirit into the black crystal, a powerful dark power burst out in an instant. Air waves swept the four sides, shaking everyone backwards.

I don't know who it is, exclaimed: "Dark **** crystal! It is a **** who cultivates the dark way, a crystal of divine power that has been tempered."

"The value of the **** crystal is generally ten times that of the **** stone. Darkness is the eternal ancient way. The price of the dark **** crystal should be higher. In my opinion, this **** crystal can sell at least fifteen **** stones."

Cangyu has been resurrected with blood, and he got up from the ground, ecstatic, and said, "What? Fifteen **** stones are 15 billion holy stones? Haha! Win! I win!"

"Mine, it's all mine. Don't move ... It's you, don't move! The chips on the table are all mine."

With his arms open, Cangyu blocked the red crystal cards in front of him.

A total of seventy-seven.

This is equivalent to 7.7 billion holy stones.

Apart from your own 3 billion pieces of capital, plus the 3 billion pieces paid to the Goddess Building, and 77 million pieces drawn from the gaming table, the net profit is more than 1.6 billion sacred stones.

A sacred stone that wins is comparable to the majority of the family that has accumulated for hundreds of years.

Cool!

Cang Yun felt that the holy spirit was about to get out of the ordinary, and the laughter was endless. With the wealth he now has, it has been enough to support the cultivation of the Great Holy Realm.

Thinking that the senior was still nearby, Cangyu immediately walked over, respectfully worshipped, and said, "Thank you for your guidance."

"Take it, then."

Zhang Ruochen lost the dark **** crystal.

Cangyu catches the dark **** crystal, and some of them are flustered, "No, no, this **** crystal, I can't take it, it's the senior you won."

The value of the wealth of the Dark God Crystal is too great, which is comparable to the net worth of an immortal saint. Cang Yun is afraid to imagine that he can own it.

A puppet can restrain his greedy heart. Zhang Ruochen looks at him and secretly says that there may be some important things that can be left to him to do.

"It was you who won, naturally you." Zhang Ruochen said.

Cangyu shivered with his hands, thinking in his heart that a dark **** crystal, even for Qianwenjing Dasheng, is also a great fortune. The seniors are truly admirable and admire.

However, he thought for a while that his predecessor would take a random shot and win a dark crystal.

With the eyesight of the predecessors, a circle around this casino, it is estimated that a lot of **** stones have already been pocketed.

Can't afford, can't afford.

"Boom."

Above the casino, there was an explosive noise.

There is a monk of the Shi tribe, scum, ran down the stairs, and the whole casino was shaking. He was full of emotions and said, "Let's go and see, gamble, and gamble upstairs."

"Qian Chijun, what a gamble, why are you so excited?"

A monk named Qian Chijun said: "It is a colorful coral tree that is one of the two major weapons in Gambling City."

"boom!"

The monks on the third floor of the casino also exploded.

Among the monks in the holy realm, there are not many people who gamble.

However, as long as it is good to bet, most of them have heard the rumors of colorful coral trees in Goddess Building.

It is said that the bottom price of the bet is a thousand **** stones.

Without a net worth of 10,000 **** stones, he would never dare to join in easily.

The great gods under the thousand questions have almost no qualifications to enter the game, unless they have mines like Wujiang.

"Go and see."

"Those who dare to participate in the gamble are definitely big men."

"I would rather like to know the true value of the colorful coral trees. I heard that betting on the most ideal state, its value can not be estimated by the **** stone."

...

The first floor, the second floor, the third floor ... The monks in the gambling city swarmed towards the top of the castle, and the corridor was blocked.

Zhang Ruochen seemed calm and not so crazy.

Cangliao was very interested and was as excited as other monks, saying, "Seniors don't plan to go and see?"

"Do you want to go?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Cang Yi said: "Of course I want to see the world."

"Then go and see."

Zhang Ruochen's fingertips spewed an invisible space force, wrapping him and Cangyu, and the two of them shrank into two light spots, passed through the congested corridor, and flew to the top of the castle.

Through the light film at the entrance, a powerful divine power fell on Zhang Ruochen and Cang Yun.

If it weren't for Zhang Ruochen's protection of the Cangyu, this one is afraid that he has been pressed to his knees and lying on the ground.

No wonder, all the monks who want to watch are all blocked in the corridor. Because the monks with insufficient strength could not resist the might of God, they could not enter the top door.

Shenwei is emitted from colorful coral trees.

The top floor of the castle is not large, about eight feet long and six feet wide. The walls of the four directions are made of special crystals, and you can see more than half of the Yushan Palace.

Except for Zhang Ruochen and Cang Chen, there are only 25 monks in the gambling hall.

Presiding over this gambling game is the owner of Gambling Equipment City, Ye Xiao, a middle-aged male saint who has been repaired by Baiyi Realm. It does not belong to any of the ten groups, but a tribe from the edge of the **** world, the Yasha tribe.

Below the ten groups, all are clans.

There are many people in the Yasha clan, and among the thousands of clan, it is one of the most powerful. In the extremely long past, they were among the ten.

There are nine participants.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at it, and six of them wanted to make opportunistic moves, betting a thousand **** stones.

There are only three people who are really gambling.

Sitting on the edge of gambling Taipei is a dead man with an old face, deep concave eyes, and deep-seated life. Even if he deliberately converges, no onlookers dare to approach him.

The bet he has placed has reached 140,000 **** stones.

Seeing the old man, Cangyu's face changed, and she could not help exclaiming: "Gambler."

"God?"

Zhang Ruochen showed his doubts. Although the dead strong man had cultivated to be powerful, he could perceive the cultivation as a level. Obviously, he could not reach the divine realm.

A false **** is impossible.

Cang Yun knew that it was useless to spread his voice in front of these big men with his own mental strength, so he whispered with awe: "I am afraid that the **** of gambling is the whole **** world. The only one who is not a **** but can seal him. It is said that he once showed his mighty power in the main building of the Twelve Goddess of the Goddess, and also killed the four parties in the gambling city opened by the Hall of the Dead and Qiankun Yiqitang, and even won the gods, almost never losing. The wealth you have, even God, may not be comparable. "

For all gamblers, God of Gambling is the object of their worship, with awe in their hearts.

"Betting to win over the gods seems to have the true ability." Zhang Ruochen said secretly.

Sitting on the east side of the gaming table was a monk covered in a black robe with a gaseous black veil, which completely wrapped his figure and face, and could not see the gender or the race.

Even the hands that were exposed were engraved with magic lines.

Hold your hand lightly and there will be dozens of ghosts.

Zhang Ruochen found that the black veil on the man, although it was gaseous, was a real treasure, which could be isolated from spiritual investigation, and it seemed to have other magical uses.

Gaseous treasures are very rare.

With the heart of truth, Zhang Ruochen faintly felt that this person's body was cold, not so much like flesh and blood, but more like the stone, ghost, corpse, and bone.

Sitting on the west was Yan Zhexian.

She is wearing a robe that can change her shape and face. The runes are dense and mysterious. If Zhang Ruochen knew her, she knew her special atmosphere, otherwise she could not see her identity.

Behind Yan Zhexian, there are two great saints who are cultivated as deep.

"It is indeed a genius witch of the Yanluo tribe, but just came to the Goddess Building, and actually sent two Great Sacred Masters to follow." Zhang Ruochen said.

Just follow, not protect.

Zhang Ruochen believes that, to the extent that Yan Zhexian is loved by the Yan Luo people, plus she is pregnant, she must carry a treasure like a belt of God of War.

"If you are pregnant, you should stay in the clan and raise your babies. What do you want to do when you run around? Just come to Goddess Building. Why didn't you see that this girl Yan liked to gamble? Gambling is not good! Unable to wrinkle.

Cangyu gently bumped Zhang Ruochen's wrist with a thin bucket and whispered, "Senior, do you feel the time and space here have become a little different?"

As the controller of time and space, Zhang Ruochen still needs his reminder?

This gambling hall seems to be only eight feet long and six feet wide. In fact, if you want to walk from the wall all the way to the table, you need to walk at least two miles.

Colorful coral trees stretch the space!

The closer you get to it, the more the space is stretched.

The flow of time has also become very chaotic, fast and slow, and the time mark has turned into a small stream flowing in the gambling hall.

"Is it a treasure of time and space?"

Zhang Ruochen was puzzled and asked Cangyu, "What is the origin of this colorful coral tree?"

Cangyu shook her head and said, "How can a small character like me know the origin of this level of treasure? I just heard that it was dug out of an ancient tomb in Haishi Xingwu."

"It is said that the Lord of the Dead Temple wanted to break its seal to see if it was an intact treasure, but after knowing the identity of the owner of the ancient tomb, he gave up!"

"Who is the owner of the ancient tomb?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Cangyu shook her head, saying she didn't know.

Yan Zhexian glanced over and said coldly, "What are you talking about, are you noisy?"

Cangyu was frightened by the cold light in Yan Zhexian's eyes, and quickly hid behind Zhang Ruochen.

No way, he is a holy king, and in such a gathering of top holy holy gods, he can still speak, which is already great.

Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands on his chest, and walked slowly without fear. She didn't care about her eyes, but walked behind her, glanced at the chips on the table, and said, "They are really rich, and they have bet 150,000 **** stones."

"Her halt."

"My girl, within three feet, don't let anyone in."

The two sacred gods of the Bailuo Realm of the Yan Luo tribe had sharp eyes and greeted Zhang Ruochen, preventing him from continuing to approach.

Zhang Ruochen raised his arms to the left and right, and gave them a false press.

Suddenly, the two sacred gods of Baijingjing kept their hands in the position they had just reached and settled in place, as if they had become statues.

This hand calmed everyone in the gambling hall, and no one dared to look down on him.

Yan Zhexian frowned with two eyebrows and said, "Space power? I didn't expect it to be a great space monk. Would you like to take a gamble?"

"I can't afford to gamble like you, just come and see." Zhang Ruochen laughed.

Yan Zhexian said: "That's right, since you are a space monk, you should have a unique judgment on the colorful coral trees. If you can help me win this round, this girl will give you 10,000 **** stones as a thank you."

Hearing this, the "seven-handed old man" with the title of God of Gambler gave a disdainful smirk.

How brilliant his eyesight is, he has long seen the true identity of Yan Zhexian. This girl was repaired to be more than a hundred continents, but she did not know the heights and heights, and gambled on the colorful coral trees.

At this moment, the bet has already bet more than 100,000 **** stones. She is obviously unsure and rushed to the doctor to seek help from a monk who did not dare to play. Is there anything more funny than this?

Although the colorful coral tree is a treasure of time and space, it is impossible for a monk in space to make accurate judgments when spiritual exploration cannot be used.

In the end, it depends on individual eyesight and ability.

"Ten thousand **** stones!"

Zhang Ruochen was surprised and sighed again.

What a prodigal defeat!

"Is it so easy for Fudao Master to make money? Or is it because the family is thick and can spend freely?"

Even the top Tianjiao like Wujiang and Greedy Baby, it is very difficult to come up with 10,000 **** stones. Yan Zhexian dared to claim that he would directly give away 10,000 **** stones.

How rich Zhang Ruochen was, but she was far less proud.

"If you win, really give me ten thousand **** stones?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Zhexian said: "As a girl, how can you rely on your account? However, you'd better show a little skill, if it makes me feel you are useless, let alone 10,000 **** stones, you can't even get a **** stone. "

"Then I try."

Zhang Ruochen was quite interested in the colorful coral trees and observed them carefully.

Not only observing the tree itself ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ but also observing the changes in space and time in the gambling hall.

After a moment, he said calmly: "This is not a natural space-time coral tree, it has been sacrificed by people."

Haishi Xingwu produces a variety of natural treasures of time and space, and sometimes grows empty coral trees, but it is very rare. The colorful ones are extremely rare.

If it is a natural colorful space-time coral tree and it is alive, the price can even exceed the Supreme Holy Grail.

Even dead colorful coral trees of time and space are worth more than 100,000 **** stones.

However, after being sacrificed, its value becomes difficult to judge.

Possibly, the price is higher than the living colorful space-time coral tree. It is also possible that the price is lower than the dead colorful space-time coral tree.

More importantly, if the time is too long and not kept well enough, the colorful space-time coral trees may have been eroded, and their appearance may look magnificent and clear, but once they encounter the air, they will instantly become quicksand.