The first thousand and seven hundred chapters

"It's very simple." Di Sandao looked at Lin Feng with both hands on his back and said coldly: "300 million Jin Yuan!"

"It's a little bit less." Lin Feng looked at Emperor Sandao with a sneer: "Emperor Sandao, I'll bet with you 1 billion Jin Yuan, dare you!"

"One billion **** Jin Yuan!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone changed their colors. The funds involved were too huge, and Lin Feng directly proposed 1 billion yuan, even if this extra bet was not comparable to the bet between Long Ridao and Lin Feng.

No compromise.

"Enough!" Jian Qiumo's eyes lit up as he watched this scene. The more Lin Feng placed his bets, the more he felt relieved.

Emperor Sandao said that his face was uncertain and did not speak.

"One billion yuan is a lot of gold." At this moment, the yin and yang voice of the **** of immortal slaughter sounded: "Brother Lin is more vigorous than the three Dahai."

Although his tone was yin and yang strange, there was no change in his expression on his face, and no one knew what this person was thinking.

"Hmph, okay, Lin Feng, you are cruel enough, I'll take a gamble with you." Di Sandao said in a cold tone with his hands on his back, "I just don't know if you still have the great **** Jin Yuan?"

"Don't worry, I'm the deputy head of the Fire Temple of the North Desert Temple anyway, and this is something I can tell, even if the family is bankrupted." Lin Feng looked at the Emperor Sandao in a cold tone and suddenly changed his words: " God, can you dare to gamble with me?"

"Huh, why don't you dare!" Xian Tiantian coldly snorted: "But I have already bet with Jianqiu Mo, I bet 600 million yuan with you, how about? If it is too small, I will increase the bet now! "

"No, I've never made it difficult for others." Lin Feng laughed and said, "Well, who else would bet me to lose? I'm all here. Then, I think some people must know about my affairs in the underworld, and there is a source of sacred fire. If it is not enough, mortgage it immediately!"

"Brother Lin is so imposing, who dares to block his edge, I still bet on your side, who will bet against me?" Mo Wushen's voice sounded.

"I bet against you!" Di Sandao said with cold eyes: "How much do you want to bet?"

"Haha, Brother Sandao, I suspect that you can afford Brother Lin's 1 billion Jinyuan when you are bankrupt!" Mo Wushen laughed and said, "I won't bet with you!"

"Humph!"

The Emperor Three Swords snorted coldly, his face was gloomy, and he directly waved his big sleeves. In the vast expanse of flame spreading in the void, there was a sacred fire of origin. There were still some spiritual treasures and some talisman floating in the void. There are time runes.

This is almost the entire family property of Emperor Sandao.

"I'm rubbing, I'm in a hurry!"

"Di San Dao is pressed!"

"All the belongings of Emperor Sandao are here."

"The time rune, these three pieces are worth a lot of money, enough to be worth 400 million yuan of gold, and those spirit treasures, the sacred fire of this courtyard, add up to 1 billion yuan of gold, and he should pay it back. There are quite a few, enough to pay."

"Sure enough, the background is profound." Lin Feng exclaimed as he watched this scene. If his wife hadn't given him some great **** Jin Yuan, he would probably have paid his debts in the past few days. For this gambling, the emperor had waved so much.

"Haha, okay, I'll bet with you!" Mo Wushen looked at the treasures on Di San Dao and said with fierce enthusiasm: "Brother Emperor is worthy of being the deputy chief of the Protoss!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Mo Wushen today we will be divided." Di Sandao said coldly with his hands on his back.

"I originally wanted to bet, but let's forget it, the bet between you two is too high, whoever loses, who almost loses their fortunes, it will be difficult to turn over again." Xian Slaughter's voice sounded: "So I just No more bets."

"Oh, Immortal Slaughter God, I have nothing wrong with it. I have a big deal with this semi-sacred tool. I still have some great **** gold yuan on my body, not much, only 600 million great **** gold yuan." Long Ridao heard the words and looked at the eyebrows slightly. Immortal Slaughter Shendao.

"Oh, do you want to bet with me? Okay, very good, I will stay with you to the end. You have 600 million Jinyuan, and I will also take out 600 million Jinyuan today!" Xianluo frowned slightly, and then he directly placed the bet. Tao.

"Okay, okay, just bet 600 million Jinyuan," Long Ridao said loudly: "Who else is going to bet? No one is betting, our game officially begins!"

His eyes flickered, and he glanced at the powerful onlookers, but no one wanted to get in.

"Brother Long, don't waste time." Lin Feng looked at Long Ridao with a smile: "Let's start this gambling game."

"Okay, let's start!" Long Ridao sat cross-legged in the void, his body was shining billions of meters, the Great Desolate Tower floating in the sky above his head, his whole body carried a boundless domineering aura.

His hand stretched out and spread into the void. The five fingers are like pillars of heaven, supporting the sky and the earth, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The flow of the five elements, filled with the ancient chaotic air flow, intertwined with the five elements. A mysterious cyan air current is formed.

His palms are getting bigger and bigger, spreading across the sky and space for thousands of miles, conveying a vast and boundless aura of pressure.

"Impossible!" Looking at this scene of the sword asking for the devil, the devil is no god, and the three powerhouses of the immortal slaughter god, their faces are cold. As soon as Long Ri Dao made a move, they felt the mystery contained in Long Ri Dao's hand.

"Nothing is impossible!" Immortal God, the two powerful emperors of the Emperor Sandao came from the cold voice, and the two of them had smiles holding their mouths.

"Hmph, it's unknown who will die!" Jian Qiumo coldly snorted.

"Brother Lin, please!" At this moment, Long Ridao's majestic voice sounded, his figure sat cross-legged in the void, and a spatial channel appeared on his palm.

"Okay, okay, what a dragon day." Lin Feng smiled with his hands on his back: "You are sure to lose this game!"

His figure wandered into the space channel, and the figure gradually disappeared. A gambling game officially kicked off. Many people looked into the palms of Long Ridao, silently calculating the time.

This gambling game involves a semi-sacred weapon, 3.6 billion Jinyuan, even if the bet between the quasi-gods is not so hard, the only one who has not bet is Nan Mie Shen. He wants to bet, but he does not. Optimistic about Lin Feng.

Betting on Long Ridao is afraid of being discussed by others.

In the depths of Long Ridao's palm, a figure fell from the sky. The owner of this figure was Lin Feng. Lin Feng's body was full of sword energy.

"Zheng!"

A fierce sword aura rises across the sky, this sword light rushes straight into the sky, the sword aura is boundless, even the characters who have survived the small gods dare not touch its edge, the sword aura slashes in the void and rebounds Violent power fluctuations.

"Boom!"

The sword energy collapsed, and the violent power fluctuations that bounced back directly shattered the sword energy, and the sword energy completely dissipated in the void, and the void trembled only slightly.

"It is worthy of being the kingdom of God in the palm." Haihuang's voice sounded: "No need to try, he has completed the sacrifice. The body of the kingdom of God in the palm is constructed from the hardest material between heaven and earth."