Five hundred fifty thousand **** stones. "

"Five hundred and sixty thousand **** stones."

The former is a bet from Monk Black.

The latter, bet on the seven-handed old man of the **** of gambling, always surpassed his opponent by 10,000 **** stones.

Zhang Ruochen ’s Shenyang God Wheel was able to shoot 300,000 **** stones, because it can conceive a supreme holy weapon. Other top-level king's holy implements, but they can't make such a high price.

It can be said that the gambling game between the seven-handed old man and monk black gauze is already the pinnacle of the earthly world under the divine realm. It is destined to shake the heaven and **** and become a legend.

Cangyu was so frightened that he was almost out of breath, and his heart was about to stop beating.

Yan Huangtu's eyes had been looking at the monk covered in black gauze, and his eyes were very curious.

It is not surprising that a seven-handed old man can produce 560,000 **** stones. After all, this old guy has lived for tens of thousands of years, and has won over 10,000 games.

But who is that black monk?

Why did you get 550,000 **** stones?

Zhang Ruochen said, "We are about to win or lose!"

"Why do you see that?" Yan Huangtu asked with a smile.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The colorful coral tree is a dead tree. Even if it is sacrificed to become the Supreme Holy Grail, it cannot be called the Supreme Holy Grail now because it has no instrumental spirit. A Supreme Holy Grail without instrumental spirit has value Above and below half a million **** stones. "

Yan Zexian showed a confrontational look, and wanted to raise his bar with Zhang Ruochen, and said, "What if the spirit is just asleep? Or, is the colorful coral tree not dead?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head without answering her.

Yan Huangtu sighed softly. His niece, who was smart by ice and snow, had the talents of hundreds of millions of monks. Unfortunately, he was protected too well, too simple and too astringent.

"Why don't you talk?" Yan Zhexian said indifferently.

Yan Huangtu couldn't help but say, "Your two possibilities are too slim, and the wealth you need to spend, even a seven-handed old man, can't bear it."

"Just now, the seven-handed old man has said that he is letting go and betting on the chance of 20%. With more than 500,000 **** stones, betting on a winning rate of 20% or 20%, he has taken a huge risk."

"If you are gambling, the two situations you said. That is to spend one million, or even millions of **** stones, betting on a one-thousandth win rate. The price is too great, even God, will not do it. Such things. Have n’t the gods of the Dead Temple and the Goddess Twelve Squares retreated? "

Yan Zhexian participated in the gambling for the first time. After hearing Yan Huangtu's explanation, he suddenly realized that he stared at Zhang Ruochen secretly. Her playful face shrouded in embarrassment and red.

The Black Gauze hesitated for a long time, put the black chip card in his hand, put it down again, and said, "I will not raise!"

The seven-handed old man stood up and smiled with a long voice: "Now that the gambling is over, open the last layer of seals and see what the colorful coral tree is like?"

Zhang Ruochen has been watching the eyes of the seven-handed old man.

Where does he seem to bet a 10% win rate?

"Did I look away?"

Zhang Ruochen used the heart of truth to perceive again, but the subtle induction told him that the colorful coral trees were indeed not worth gambling.

The atmosphere in the entire gambling hall was pushed to its peak.

The answer to millions of **** stones is about to be revealed. Who will be the final winner?

"Gambler! Gambler! Gambler ..."

In Gambler City, many monks are shouting these two words.

The undefeated name of the seven-handed old man has long been imbued into the hearts of every gambler.

Everyone in the gambling hall has a big identity, self-assertion, but also holding his breath, nervous.

Ye Xiao can be regarded as a veteran of the casino, but in the process of unsealing the seal, he was also trembling with a throbbing heart.

"boom!"

The last seal was lifted.

The colorful coral tree bursts out a brilliant colorful light, accompanied by the energy storm of space and time, impacting in all directions. Even if everyone in the gambling hall was well prepared, there were still more than ten people who were swept away by the space and flew out dozens of feet.

Time imprinted light spots, although dense, did not form a harmful attack.

"Why dare to say that the colorful coral tree has been eroded by such an overwhelming energy storm?" The pale child was excited, staring at Zhang Ruochen, with a sense of sting.

Yan Huangtu frowned, and sighed, "It looks like the seven-handed old man has won again!"

"It's so pretty, it's so delicate!"

"It's so powerful in time and space. Isn't the colorful coral tree dead, but a living tree?"

"It's impossible! A colorful coral tree alive ... this, this must shock the gods of the whole **** world ..."

"I lost contact with this kind of fetish. I knew that I should bet on everything." A monk sighed.

Yan Zexian felt a little regret in her heart and felt that she should stick to her own idea. The treasures such as colorful coral trees were born, and no matter how many **** stones were born, it was worth betting.

Or gambler's eyesight.

After all, the emperor who slaughtered the heavens and sees it away!

Just when everyone was immersed in the beautiful halo from the colorful coral trees, there were only three of them, still silent. These three people are Zhang Ruochen, the old man with seven hands, and the monk with black gauze.

The seven-handed old man only laughed at the beginning.

As the seal was lifted, the smile on his face narrowed, and his eyes became more and more dignified. At last, his face became pale, apparently something unexpected happened.

"How could this be?" I cried in horror, somehow.

"rustle!"

On the gaming table, the colorful coral trees growing in a stone tripod quickly dissipated.

The tree body gradually turned into sand and fell downward.

The monks who were just agitated, excited, and amazed just now were all stunned and couldn't believe the picture in front of them.

Yan Huangtu stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "It turned out that the energy fluctuation just now is the last essence of the colorful coral tree. The seal was released and exposed to the air. when."

Thinking of this, Yan Huangtu couldn't help looking at Zhang Ruochen, and secretly said, "It's better than gambling eyesight, this person must not be something in the pool."

"Impossible, impossible, I clearly saw the fluctuations in life, how could it be a dead tree? Impossible, never impossible."

A strong mental storm erupted in the seven-handed old man. All the people who were close to him all flew and fluttered from his head. They fell on the stone tripod, pulled out two hands, and hugged colorful coral trees.

The colorful sand slipped faster with the touch of your hand.

The six monks who bet a thousand **** stones all showed excitement in their eyes.

The difference is that three of them are so happy that the laughter can shatter the entire castle.

Although the other three were also laughing, Zhang Ruochen noticed keenly that their eyes, if any, were fixed on the black monk.

This one is fast and very vague, and everyone is attracted by the colorful coral trees. Except for Zhang Ruochen, no monk notices it.

Zhang Ruochen had realized in his heart that a smile appeared on his face, and he sighed, "Great!"

I do not know who is praised.

"Snapped!"

The seven-handed old man with a sloppy face pulled out an eagle-clawed hand and pierced the colorful coral tree.

With a loud bang, the tall tree was completely smashed.

The clenched hands of the old man with seven hands slowly opened, and I saw a faint colorful light flashing in the palm of his hand. Inside Guanghua is an earthworm-sized bug with a colorful ring.

"It was the faint breath of life that you radiated. It was you ..." The eyes of the seven-handed old man all stared out of his eyes, shaking with trembling.

Obviously, the seven-handed old man sensed the life fluctuations of the colorful coral tree and thought it was not a dead tree, so he desperately bet.

Who would have expected that there was a worm in the colorful coral tree?

Zhang Ruochen had new doubts in his heart. With his heart of truth, he did not sense the life fluctuations in the colorful coral trees. How did the seven-handed elderly feel it?

It seems that it can become a **** of gambling. The seven-handed old man does have an unfavorable side, and he is afraid that he has hidden secrets.

An undead blood racer wearing blood robes with ten wings in his back, looking at Ye Xiao, smiled proudly: "Night City Master, isn't it time to announce the outcome of the gamble?"

Ye Xiaowang said to the seven-handed old man who was still standing on Shi Ding, bowing his hand and saying, "Senior Gambler, are you okay?"

"No matter ... no matter ... willing to gamble to lose."

The seven-handed old man closed his eyes, and his heart was difficult for a long time.

After making their debut for so many years, they lost for the first time, and they also lost so miserably.

"The God of Gambler is not so light, even if he has a shocking wealth, I am afraid he will have vitality this time." Wanzi said in a low voice, smiling.

Yan Zhexian was a little scared. If it were not for the blocking of Zhang Ruochen and Yan Huangtu, she might also bet on more than 500,000 **** stones. I ca n’t believe what the consequences would be.

Losing 150,000 **** stones is already the best ending.

Staring at the tall and thin man who was called the "King of Heaven and Earth," she felt a grateful gratitude in her heart, and a little curiosity.

Ye Xiaoping regained his heart and began to announce: "Everyone can see that the colorful coral trees have lost their vitality and turned into sand. Although these colorful sands also have some value, they are far less than a thousand. A **** stone. So, the winner of this game is ... "

"And slow."

A voice interrupted Ye Xiao's upcoming announcement.

The hearts of the six winners were already about to mention their throats, and they were suddenly interrupted. Of course, they were extremely depressed, and there was a chill in their eyes, staring at the person who just spoke.

The one who shouted "Slow" is naturally Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen walked in front of Yan Zhexian and smiled: "Girl, would you like me to buy the bug in the hands of God of Gamblers at the price of one thousand **** stones?"

Yan Zhexian froze, and some reactions failed.

Is this queen of the King Killing the Heavens crazy? He spent a thousand **** stones to buy a worm ...

wrong!

The point is, why is he looking for her?

That worm is not hers.

In the gambling hall, a monk reacted quickly and understood Zhang Ruochen's intention.

The pale man laughed loudly: "Do you think everyone is an idiot when you kill the Emperor of Heaven and Earth? With a thousand **** stones, buy that bug, and the value of that bug is worth a thousand **** stones? So she win Alright? Haha! "

The price of a bug, if all worth a thousand **** stones.

Plus those colorful sands.

The value of this gamble is more than a thousand **** stones.

The price exceeds one thousand **** stones. First, the six gamblers who only bet one thousand **** stones are the first to go out.

The gamblers with more than a thousand **** stones are only Yan Zhexian, the seven-handed old man, and the black gauze monk.

According to the rules, the lowest bidder wins.

In the end, the natural winner was Yan Zhexian.

Ye Xiao yelled at Zhang Ruochen: "Sir, it is best not to break the rules of the Goddess Building. The value of a thing is not determined by you alone."

Seeing Zhang Ruochen dare to show his bravery, the six "winners" were most angry.

The undead saint, who bears ten wings in his back, said Shen: "Be a smart idiot."

"Bang him out, he should be banned from entering the Goddess building in the future."

"I want to win, I want to be crazy!"

...

Cangyu was so embarrassed that he felt that his predecessor would be the first time to come to Gambling City and would not make such a joke if he did not understand the rules. He wanted to help explain, but was not able to hold his breath out of Shengwei from all sides.

In front of many great saints, he was a nine-step saint, and was not qualified to speak at all.

Zhang Ruochen remained calm and calm, and said, "Did you not think that the insects that can grow in the colorful coral trees are ordinary? As long as this girl is willing to sell it to me for a thousand **** stones. I have my own way to prove that its value, more than a thousand, will surely convince you. "

The pale man laughed in the sky, as if he heard the funniest thing in the world, and said, "Even if it is really a rare and strange species, the price will never exceed one hundred **** stones."

"Which one is not a strong man with rich experience. The real top insects, even if they haven't seen them, have heard of them. But this bug is definitely not among them."

The six "winners" were already a little worried, and they feared that something would happen, and they communicated with each other.

Immediately, they all put on a tough posture.

"Blast him out."

"If Goddess Tower doesn't do it, I will do it myself."

"Dare to make trouble in front of this seat. I really don't know how to write the dead words. If it wasn't in the Goddess Building, you would have been destroyed."

...

Those who dare to take part in the game are strong and have a strong background.

They didn't want to make any more theory, one by one, the powerful Shengwei broke out, and swept over Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen did not change his face, but smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"I don't think anyone dares today." Yan Huangtu said flatly in a thunderous tone.

Immediately after that, the four strong men standing behind him burst into tears, revealing their true body, erupting in the might of the Holy Spirit more powerful than the six "winners."

One of them is the middle of Qianwenjing, and the other is the peak of Qianwenjing.

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Some people recognized the identities of the four masters and said in a terrifying way: "Earth Demon Xuanwuji, Xuanwutian, Xuanwu Shadow. And ... and Elder Demon, Kun Yunhuang."

Although the Demon Clan is a clan, it is also a hegemon on the edge of the **** world.

Who can make the four masters of the Earth Devil follow?

You should know that among the four masters, they include the elders of the land of death.

The eyes that looked at Yan Huangtu became nervous and shocked, guessing his identity in his heart. Where is he sacred?

The six "winners" were all calmed down.

Yan Huangtu found a chair, sat down calmly, and said, "I mean, let the Emperor Tu Tianxiadi finish it. Do you have any comments?"

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