The Blood Moon Ancient Clan’s stronghold in the ruins ancient city?
As soon as Ye Junlang said these words, the whole audience was in an uproar!
The stakes are so big that not even the Blood Moon Emperor of the Blood Moon Ancient Clan can make the decision, let alone the two people, Blood Shadow and Blood Wind.
After all, the stronghold in the ancient ruins city is too important. To put it bluntly, it is the foundation of the clan.
Without a stronghold, it is equivalent to losing the peripheral land of the stronghold, and also losing the resources in the peripheral land.
These resources cannot be bought with money.
In fact, these ancient forces do not lack money, but what they lack are cultivation resources that money cannot buy.
Without enough training resources, how can the disciples of the ancient clan practice? How can they become stronger?
I'm afraid it won't be long before this clan will decline.
Therefore, no ancient tribe would regard the stronghold in the ruins of the ancient city as a bet, even if it was a sure bet, they would never regard that stronghold as a bet.
Everything has a contingency, and if we really lose, then the whole future of the clan will be at stake.
When Xueying heard the bet proposed by Ye Junlang, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately sneered and said: "Want to bet on our clan's stronghold? Just you? Don't say that you are just a quasi-emperor now, even if you are
Even a powerful person in the Great Emperor realm doesn’t have the qualifications!”
Ye Junlang actually had no hope. After all, for these ancient clans, the stronghold in the ruins of the ancient city was indeed crucial, as it related to the clan's training resources, so the Blood Moon Ancient clan would certainly not take this as a bet.
However, with just five elixirs as a bet, Ye Junlang is no longer satisfied.
After these few battles, he has won a total of eight elixirs, ten semi-elixirs, and five high-grade martial arts pills. The value of these medicinal materials and martial pills alone has exceeded tens of billions.
What's more, even if you have money, you can't buy it in the market.
After the battle with Saint Jet, Ye Junlang planned to leave the ring. He didn't expect the Blood Moon Ancient Clan to be so shameless. He really thought he could bully him, so he jumped up and threatened him.
To challenge.
Blood Shadow is also a strong man in the First Emperor Realm, but judging from his own aura, he is slightly weaker than Saint Jet.
Saint Jet is considered to be the top among the powerful people in the First Emperor Realm, while Blood Shadow is slightly inferior.
Even so, he was still an emperor-level powerhouse from an ancient clan, but he couldn't be careless.
If it were just an ordinary point-and-click sparring match, then Ye Junlang would have nothing to fight in this battle, and Ye Junlang wouldn't know how to fight.
But if it is a life and death battle...
A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Ye Junlang's mouth, and he said: "Since I don't dare to use your Blood Moon Ancient Clan's stronghold as a bet, it's just five sixth-grade medicinal plants. I'm injured now, why should I risk it?
You want to fight? You can fight if you want, just double the stake."
If the bet is doubled, there will be at least ten sixth-grade medicinal herbs.
Even if these ancient tribes occupy the outskirts of the ruined ancient city, these high-quality medicinal materials are not as everywhere as Chinese cabbage. Any high-quality medicinal material must go through specific conditions and a long time.
can be formed.
If an ancient tribe can collect more than four sixth-grade medicinal materials in the outer areas under the jurisdiction of the stronghold in a year, it is considered a bumper harvest.
Therefore, taking ten sixth-grade medicinal herbs as a bet is already a big bet.
Xue Ying gritted his teeth. He obviously couldn't make the final decision on the ten sixth-grade medicinal herbs. He could only look at Xue Feng under the ring and ask for Xue Feng's opinion on this.
Xuefeng understood Xueying's intention to challenge Ye Junlang. Ye Junlang had consumed a lot of energy and blood, was injured, and his own combat power was greatly reduced. At this time, a strong man from the ancient tribe in the First Emperor Realm took action with all his strength.
, capable of almost 100% kill.
Xue Feng also realized that the threat posed by Ye Junlang was indeed too great. A Quasi-Emperor Realm could kill a powerful First Emperor Realm expert from the ancient tribe. Such an opponent really could not be left behind.
If Blood Shadow can kill Ye Junlang in this battle, it will be of great benefit to the Blood Moon Ancient Clan.
As for the bets…
The stakes for ten sixth-grade medicinal materials are indeed very high. Even the Blood Moon Ancient Clan’s stronghold cannot produce so many sixth-grade medicinal materials at once. However, the Blood Moon Ancient Clan’s stronghold also has other cultivation resources.
You must collect ten sixth-grade medicinal materials, and you can use other cultivation resources instead.
Thinking of this, Xue Feng said: "Our clan's stronghold can currently only produce five sixth-grade medicinal plants. However, our clan's stronghold also has other cultivation resources. I can use other cultivation resources to make up for the remaining five sixth-grade medicinal plants.
value."
Ye Junlang thought for a while and said: "Okay, then I promise you. You first collect enough bets and hand them over to Senior Yinlong for safekeeping."
Xuefeng didn't say anything else. He only asked the disciples of the Blood Moon Ancient Clan to prepare cultivation resources worth ten sixth-grade medicinal materials according to his instructions, and then handed them over to the care of Silver Dragon.
After everything was ready, the battle between Ye Junlang and Xueying began.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Xueying's mouth, as if a treacherous plot had succeeded. He stared at Ye Junlang with cold eyes, and there was a faint uncontrollable murderous intention surging.
In his opinion, Ye Junlang is indeed very strong, and even at the quasi-emperor level he can defeat a strong person at the first emperor level.
But, so what if you are stronger?
Nowadays, Ye Junlang is weak in energy and blood and is seriously injured, but he is still in peak condition intact. As long as he goes all out and attacks with the strongest means without giving the opponent the slightest chance to breathe, he will definitely not be able to kill him.
That’s it!
Ye Junlang took a deep breath. He looked at the blood shadow calmly, but secretly he was already running his three secret techniques. He was filled with the energy of the holy dragon, and the energy and blood all over his body rose to the sky, even if it was not as good as at the peak.
It's fierce, but it's also astonishingly powerful.
"Blood Moon Destroying God Fist!"
The blood shadow suddenly opened his mouth and roared, and a billowing bloody aura emerged from his body. The whole person was like a bloodthirsty murderous god, filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent. The billowing murderous intent was like a tide, and it swept towards Ye Junlang in an instant.
, accompanied by his own extremely powerful emperor-level pressure.
Boom!
The blood shadow fist struck out, and the punch really had the power of destroying gods, and it went straight towards Ye Junlang.
Ye Junlang's body moved and his steps moved laterally. He chose to avoid it and did not start a head-on duel with the blood shadow.
After seeing this, Xueying sneered secretly. He was sure that Ye Junlang was in extremely bad condition at the moment, and he was afraid that he would not be able to fight him head-on.
However, Ye Junlang wanted to avoid his punches and attack. How could this be possible? He would never give Ye Junlang such a chance.
The next moment, the blood shadow's own emperor-level pressure suddenly rose, completely locking and suppressing Ye Junlang. Then his fists evolved again, and layers of blood-colored fist shadows appeared in the sky, and at the same time, there was a wave of energy inside.
The extremely powerful emperor-level power surrounded Ye Junlang's body, and the shadow of fists in the sky completely cut off Ye Junlang's retreat.
"roar!"
Ye Junlang roared angrily, he evolved his fist posture, faced the punch, and attacked the blood shadow.
Bang!
There was a deafening banging sound of fists clashing, and the power of the boxing in the two people's fists exploded, and the resulting storm of force spread in all directions.
While the fists were fighting, suddenly, Ye Junlang's figure was shocked and he was knocked backwards. Finally, he was half-kneeling on the ground, with bright red blood dripping from his mouth.