Zizhu Shuangjiu saw that Poor Spider Baihua had taken the bait. She suppressed her inner excitement and quietly glanced at Ling Tianfan over there. She found that Ling Tianfan's face was as dark as water and he did not even look at her.

"Since I dare to take out this Blue Water Fire Netherworld Evil Net, I naturally put it to bet! I also asked three senior brothers to be witnesses.

But the question is, Senior Sister Baihua, what are you betting on me?

Could it be that you, Wan Yuan Geng Jin Jia, come to bet with me?"

Zizhu Shuangjiu said with a sneer.

Wanyuan Geng Golden Armor, that is the Taoist weapon on Baihua the Poor Spider.

It is the same as the Green Blue Water Fire Netherworld Evil Net, both of which are at the fourth level.

Not enough. Compared with the fourth-level treasure of law, the value of the fourth-level Taoist artifact is naturally much cheaper.

"Hmph! So what if it bets?

I will give you the Wanyuan Geng Golden Armor and my eight million mixed yuan crystal coins at home!"

Poor Spider Baihua gritted her teeth and took out her Wanyuan Geng Golden Armor.

She also gambled her capital.

She also glanced at Ling Tianfan. The second level of the Holy Dao Realm and the fourth and fifth levels of the Holy Realm magical powers could not defeat her slaves at all.

She was also very curious in her heart, how dare Zizhu Shuangjiu have the confidence to make this huge gamble with her?

However, wealth can be found in danger.

She couldn't resist the temptation of the evil net of blue water, fire and hell.

As for capsizing in the gutter?

Where in the world are there so many boats capsized in the gutter?

Besides, Ling Tianfan, as a slave purchased in the Minghu black market, has purchase records that can be checked, and the details are clear.

"Three senior brothers, please come and bear witness."

Poor Spider Baihua said.

Seeing this, Qingshi Jinmao and the other three sighed helplessly: "Since the two junior sisters insist on doing this, then we, as senior brothers, have no choice but to comply.

I just don’t know how the two junior sisters are going to proceed with this bet?"

The poor spider Baihua looked at the purple spider Shuangjiu and asked: "Junior Sister Shuangjiu, how do you want to bet?"

Seeing this, Zizhu Shuangjiu glanced at Ling Tianfan and said: "Then let's decide the outcome in one battle! This slave is called Yang Ming. Senior sister, since you look down on him, please come up with someone better than him.

Come on, great slave!"

Only then did Poor Spider Baihua look at Ling Tianfan seriously.

She returned her gaze to the five slaves behind her and said without much thought: "No. 12, come and fight! Show your strength and kill him. I will remove your slave mark and set you free. From now on, you can follow

Do things around me!”

"Thank you, Master!"

This slave named No. 12 became extremely excited.

On the other side, Zizhu Shuangjiu also looked at Ling Tianfan seriously. She took a deep breath and said: "Yang Ming, I remember your name! If you win this battle for me, I will not only remove your slave seal, but also let you go."

Freedom, I also recommend you to participate in this year’s outer disciple recruitment ceremony of Tongtian Dojo!”

"yes!"

Ling Tianfan felt happy.

A proud woman like Zi Zhushuangjiu, a strong person in the second step of the Tao, can never be false in what she promises in public.

This time he forced himself into the limelight, so he made the right bet.

Nothing too much nonsense.

In the Minghu black market, there is a life and death battle stage.

Everyone moved to the stage of life and death.

"Yangming, win for me, and I'll ensure you have a bright future.

If you cause me to lose, then I will not let you die easily. You know the consequences better than me!"

Zizhu Shuangjiu once again sent a message to Ling Tianfan to warn him.

After all, this is no longer a life-and-death fun among the slaves, nor is it just a fight between the two proud girls of heaven, but a huge bet involving 30 million Hunyuan crystal coins.

She can't afford to lose.

"Master, don't worry, I will win."

Ling Tianfan said.

After saying that, he walked onto the stage of life and death.

On the other side, the slave named No. 12 also walked up.

This person stared at Ling Tianfan with a dark gaze, as if he wanted to see through Ling Tianfan's entire body.

It's a pity that even the second-step geniuses like Purple Spider Shuangjiu and Poor Spider Baihua can't see through Ling Tianfan, so how can he?

"The rules follow the rules of the beast fighters in the Colosseum of Life and Death! Neither of you are allowed to use magic weapons, you can only rely on your own cultivation realm and holy realm magical powers!"

Jin Mao, the green lion who presided over the competition, said loudly.

He glanced at the two people who spoke little and announced: "Start!"

He finished speaking.

The entire life and death stage evolved into a secret battlefield.

Ling Tianfan and this slave were teleported to opposite ends of the secret realm battlefield.

The two are more than ten miles apart.

Regardless, for them, who are strong in the Holy Dao Realm, more than ten miles is just a distance that can be crossed with just a thought.

This slave of No. 12 will make the first move.

His body swelled with the aura of the fusion of the two laws of wind and thunder.

Then, the secret of the second-grade earth-level holy realm magical power swept out.

The ninth level of the Holy Realm, the Holy Realm magical power reaches the second level of the Earth level.

This slave named No. 12 is definitely very expensive on the black market.

A proud smile appeared on the corner of Poor Spider Baihua's mouth.

She dared to bet, so she naturally had the confidence.

On the other side, Zi Spider Shuangjiu's expression really changed when he saw the No. 12 slave displaying the second-grade Holy Realm supernatural power.

It was obvious that this slave was much more powerful than she expected.

"Don't lose to me! Don't lose to me!"

Zi Spider Shuangjiu stared at Ling Tianfan in the secret battlefield.

She wanted to see if the aura of the Holy Realm magical power that Ling Tianfan revealed at this moment was, as this person said, a second-grade Heaven-level person.

However, when Ling Tianfan, who was in the secret battlefield at the moment, saw Slave No. 12 attacking, he stood there blankly, completely unprepared.

"What the hell is this bastard doing?"

Zi Zhushuangjiu's heart trembled, and her heart was in her throat.

She even regretted it a little.

How could she believe the words of such a newly purchased slave so easily?

This is a sky-high bet of 30 million mixed yuan crystal coins.

Slave No. 12's movement was very fast, like wind and thunder, sweeping over.

He slapped Ling Tianfan with his palm.

The palm force was like a world-destroying thunder, instantly sealing off the surroundings of Ling Tianfan's body.

With this move, Slave No. 12 showed a strong combat power that matched his level.

Seeing that Ling Tianfan was about to be blasted in front of him, and seeing that Ling Tianfan was still stunned on the spot, Zizhu Shuangjiu wanted to rush into the secret battlefield and crush Ling Tianfan to death.

The senior brothers such as Qingshi Jinmao and others who were watching over there were all stunned when they saw this scene.

Naturally, Poor Spider Baihua would not miss this opportunity to ridicule the purple spider Shuangjiu: "Junior Sister Shuangjiu, is this the slave you are proud of?

This silly look is really interesting.

It turns out you are so good at this."

She was extremely proud.
Chapter completed!