The former was the bet placed by the black gauze monk.
The latter was betted by the old man Seven Hands, the God of Gamblers, who always exceeded his opponent by 10,000 divine stones.
Zhang Ruochen's Mingyang Divine Wheel was able to fetch a sky-high price of 300,000 sacred stones because it could be nurtured into a supreme holy weapon. However, other top-level holy weapons for kings could not be fetched such a high price.
It can be said that the bet between the seven-handed old man and the black veil monk is already the pinnacle showdown in the mortal world under the divine realm. It is destined to shock heaven and hell and become a legend.
Cang Jie was so frightened that he could hardly breathe. His heart almost stopped beating.
Yan Huangtu's eyes have been looking at the monk who was shrouded in black veil, and his eyes were very curious.
It is not surprising that the old man with seven hands can produce 560,000 sacred stones. After all, this old guy has lived for tens of thousands of years and has won no less than ten thousand gambling games, large and small.
But who is that monk in black gauze?
Why can you get 550,000 sacred stones?
Zhang Ruochen said: "The winner will be determined soon!"
"How can you see it?" Yama Huangtu asked with a smile.
Zhang Ruochen said: "There is no doubt that the colorful coral tree is a dead tree. Even if it is sacrificed and refined into a supreme holy weapon, it cannot be called a supreme holy weapon now because it has no weapon spirit. A supreme holy weapon without a weapon spirit is only worth
Around 500,000 sacred stones."
Yan Zhexian looked quarrelsome and wanted to argue with Zhang Ruochen, saying: "What if the weapon spirit just fell asleep? Or what if the colorful coral tree is not completely dead?"
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and did not answer her.
Yan Huangtu sighed softly, his niece was originally extremely smart and had talents that could not be matched by hundreds of millions of monks. Unfortunately, she was too well protected, too simple, and too young.
"Why don't you speak?" Yan Zhexian said reluctantly.
Yan Huangtu finally couldn't help but say: "Your two possibilities are too slim, and the wealth required to be spent is not something even an old man with seven hands can bear."
"Just now, the old man with seven hands has said that he took a chance and bet on the 10% to 20% chance. With more than 500,000 sacred stones, betting on a 10% to 20% chance of winning is already taking a huge risk."
"If you are gambling, the two situations you mentioned are to spend one million, or even millions of divine stones, and bet on a winning rate of 1/10,000. The cost is too high, even gods will not do it.
Such a thing. Aren’t the gods from the Hall of the Dead and the Twelve Goddess retreating?"
It was Yan Zhexian's first time to participate in gambling. After hearing Yan Huangtu's explanation, he suddenly understood and secretly glanced at Zhang Ruochen. Her pretty face covered with runes was filled with embarrassing blushes.
The black veil monk hesitated for a long time, put down the black chip card in his hand again, and said: "I won't raise the bet!"
The old man with seven hands stood up and laughed loudly: "Now that the gambling is over, let's open the last seal and see what the color of the colorful coral tree is?"
Zhang Ruochen has been observing the eyes of the old man Qishou.
He didn't look like he was betting on a 10% or 20% chance of winning, but he was clearly confident.
"Did I make a mistake?"
Zhang Ruochen used the Heart of Truth to perceive again, but the subtle induction told him that the colorful coral tree was indeed not worth gambling on.
The atmosphere in the entire casino was pushed to its peak.
The answer to the gamble of millions of divine stones is about to be revealed. Who will be the final winner?
"God of Gamblers! God of Gamblers! God of Gamblers..."
In Gambling City, many monks were shouting these two words.
The undefeated reputation of the Seven-Handed Old Man has long been poured into the hearts of every gambler.
Everyone in the gambling hall has a high status and is solemn, but they are also holding their breath and nervous.
Ye Xiao can be considered a casino veteran, but in the process of unlocking the seal, he was still trembling with fear and his heartbeat was thundering.
"boom!"
The last layer of seal is released.
The colorful coral tree burst out with dazzling colorful light, accompanied by the energy storm of space and time, impacting in all directions. Even though everyone in the casino was prepared, there were still more than ten people who were swept away by the turbulent flow of space, and their bodies were thrown away
Go out dozens of feet away.
Although the time-stamped light spots are dense, they do not form a harmful attack.
"With such a powerful energy storm, who dares to say that the colorful coral trees have been corroded?" Wanwanzi's eyes were excited and he stared at Zhang Ruochen with a mocking meaning.
Yan Huangtu frowned and sighed: "It seems that the old man Qishou won his bet again!"
"So beautiful and exquisite!"
"Such a powerful fluctuation in time and space. Could it be that the colorful coral tree is not dead but a living tree?"
"Impossible! A living colorful coral tree... this, this will alarm the gods in the entire hell world..."
"If I had missed out on such a magical thing, if I had known, I would have risked everything." A monk sighed sadly.
Yan Zhexian felt a little regretful and felt that he should stick to his own ideas. The emergence of a treasure like the colorful coral tree, no matter how many sacred stones are produced, is worth a gamble.
Or the God of Gamblers has a keen eye.
This emperor who slaughters heaven and earth finally made a mistake!
Just when everyone was immersed in the beautiful halo emanating from the colorful coral trees, only three people remained silent. These three people were Zhang Ruochen, the old man with seven hands, and the black-shaded monk
.
The old man with seven hands only laughed out loud at the beginning.
As the seal was released, the smile on his face disappeared, his eyes became more and more solemn, and finally, his face turned pale. It was obvious that something unexpected happened.
"How could this happen?" Someone didn't know who screamed in horror.
"rustle!"
On the gambling table, the colorful coral tree growing in a stone cauldron quickly dissipated.
The tree gradually turned into sand and slid downward.
All the monks who were excited, excited and amazed just now were stunned and couldn't believe what they saw in front of them.
Yan Huangtu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "It turns out that the energy fluctuation just now was the last essence of the colorful coral tree. The seal was unlocked and exposed to the air, and it dissipated in an instant. Wow, the God of Gamblers also made a mistake.
when."
Thinking of this, Yan Huangtu couldn't help but look at Zhang Ruochen and said in his heart: "His eyesight is better than that of the God of Gamblers. This person must not be a thing in the pool."
"Impossible, impossible. I clearly saw life fluctuations. How could it be a dead tree? Impossible, absolutely impossible."
A powerful storm of mental power erupted from the old man with seven hands, knocking away the few people who were close to him. They flew to the stone tripod with disheveled hair, stretched out his two hands, and hugged the colorful coral tree.
As soon as your hand touches it, the colorful sand slides down faster.
The eyes of the six monks who bet a thousand sacred stones all showed excitement.
The difference is that three of them are so happy that their laughter seems to be able to shake the entire castle.
Although the other three people were also laughing, Zhang Ruochen was keenly aware that their eyes were all staring at the black gauze monk.
This glance was quick and subtle, and since everyone was attracted by the colorful coral tree, no monk except Zhang Ruochen noticed it.
Zhang Ruochen suddenly realized something in his heart. He couldn't help but smile on his face and sighed secretly: "Awesome!"
I don’t know who he is praising for being awesome.
"Snapped!"
The old man with seven hands had a ferocious face, stretched out a hand like an eagle's claw, and pierced the colorful coral tree.
There was a bang, and the tree body, which was ten feet high, exploded completely.
The old man with seven hands slowly opened his tightly squeezed claws, and saw a faint colorful brilliance flashing in his palm. Inside the brilliance, there was a bug the size of an earthworm with a colorful ring.
"It turns out that the weak life energy is emanating from you, it turns out it's you..." The eyes of the old man with seven hands almost popped out of his sockets, and his whole body was shaking.
Obviously, the old man with seven hands sensed the life fluctuations of the colorful coral tree and thought it was not a dead tree, so he made a desperate bet.
Who would have thought that a worm would grow in the colorful coral tree?
Zhang Ruochen had new doubts in his heart. With his heart of truth, he could not sense the life fluctuations in the colorful coral trees. How did the Seven-Handed Old Man sense it?
It seems that to be able to become the god of gambling, the old man with seven hands does have a special side, and he may have a big secret hidden in him.
An immortal blood gambler wearing a blood robe with ten wings on his back looked at Ye Xiao and said with a proud smile: "Ye City Lord, is it time to announce the result of the gamble now?"
Ye Xiao looked at the old man with seven hands who was still standing on the stone tripod, bowed his hands and said, "Senior God of Gamblers, are you okay?"
"It doesn't matter...it doesn't matter...I'm willing to admit defeat."
The old man with seven hands closed his eyes, feeling uneasy for a long time.
After debuting for so many years, this was the first time I lost, and I lost so miserably.
"The God of Gamblers has suffered a serious setback. Even if he has an astonishing wealth, he may be seriously injured this time." Wanwanzi said in a low voice, with a smile on his face.
Yan Zhexian was a little scared. If Zhang Ruochen and Yan Huangtu hadn't stopped her, she might have bet more than 500,000 divine stones. She really couldn't believe what the consequences would be.
Losing 150,000 sacred stones is the best outcome.
Staring at the tall and thin man known as the "Emperor of Slaughter of Heaven and Earth", she felt a sense of gratitude and a hint of curiosity in her heart.
Ye Xiao calmed down his mind and began to announce: "Everyone can see that the colorful coral trees have long since lost their essence and turned into sand. Although the colorful sand has a certain value, it is far less than a thousand dollars.
A divine stone. So, the winner of this bet is..."
"Wait a minute."
A voice interrupted Ye Xiao's announcement of the results.
The hearts of the six winners were about to rise to their throats, but they were suddenly interrupted. Naturally, they were extremely depressed. There was a chill in their eyes, and they stared at the person who had spoken just now.
The one who shouted "Wait a minute" was naturally Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen walked up to Yan Zhexian and said with a smile: "Girl, would you like me to buy the worm in the hands of Senior God of Gamblers for the price of a thousand sacred stones?"
Yan Zhexian was stunned, unable to react.
Is this guy, the Emperor of Heaven and Earth, crazy? Spending a thousand divine stones to buy a bug...
wrong!
The key is, why did he want to buy it from her?
That insect is not hers.
In the gambling hall, some monks reacted quickly and understood Zhang Ruochen's intention.
Wanwanzi laughed loudly: "Emperor of the Massacre of Heaven and Earth, do you think everyone is an idiot? If you use a thousand sacred stones to buy that worm, the value of that worm is worth a thousand sacred stones? So she wins
Already? Haha!”
The price of a worm is worth a thousand sacred stones.
Plus those colorful sands.
The value of this bet exceeds a thousand sacred stones.
The price exceeded one thousand sacred stones. First of all, the six gamblers who only bet one thousand sacred stones were the first to be eliminated.
The only participants who gambled with more than a thousand sacred stones were Yan Zhexian, the seven-handed old man, and the black veil monk.
According to the rules, the one with the lowest price wins.
In the end, the winner was naturally Yan Zhexian.
Ye Xiao scolded Zhang Ruochen: "Your Excellency, it's best not to break the rules of the Goddess Tower. The value of something is not determined by you alone."
Seeing that Zhang Ruochen dared to play tricks blatantly, the six "winners" were the most angry.
The immortal vampire saint with ten wings on his back said in a deep voice: "You smart fool."
"Kick him out and ban him from entering the Goddess Tower again in the future."
"I want to win, I want to go crazy!"
…
Cang Jie was extremely embarrassed. He felt that it must be the first time for the senior to come to the gambling city and he didn't understand the rules, so he would make such a joke. He wanted to help explain, but he was suppressed by the holy power emanating from all directions.
I couldn't open my mouth.
In front of many powerful saints, he, a nine-step saint king, has no qualifications to speak.
Zhang Ruochen remained calm and composed, saying: "Have you never thought that the bugs that can grow in the colorful coral trees are ordinary? As long as this girl is willing to sell it to me for the price of a thousand sacred stones.
I have a way to prove that its value exceeds a thousand pieces, which will surely convince everyone."
Wanwanzi looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world, and said: "Even if it is really a rare and strange species, the price will never exceed a hundred sacred stones."
"There is no one here who is not a strong man with rich experience. Even if he has not seen the truly top insects, he has heard of them. However, this insect is definitely not among them."
The six "winners" were already a little worried, fearing that something might happen, so they communicated with each other through messages.
Immediately, they all took a tough stance.
"Blast him out."
"If Goddess Tower doesn't take action, I will take action myself."
"You dare to cause trouble in front of me. You really don't know how to write the word "death". If you weren't in the Goddess Tower, you would have been completely destroyed."
…
Those who dare to participate in gambling must have strong cultivation and profound backgrounds.
They no longer wanted to argue, and one by one they burst out with powerful holy power and surged towards Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen's face did not change, but there was a smile on his lips.
"Let me see who dares to do so today." Yan Huang Tuping said with a thunderous voice.
Immediately, the talismans of the four strong men standing behind him burst open, revealing their true bodies, and the power of the Holy Path was more powerful than that of the six "winners".
One of them is in the middle stage of Qianwenjing, and two of them are at the peak of Qianwenjing.
To return one person is to reach the realm of life and death.
Someone recognized the identities of the four masters and said with extreme horror: "Xuanwu Ji, Xuanwu Tian, Xuanwu Ying of the Earth Demon Clan. And... there is also Elder Demon Clan, Emperor Kunyun."
Although the Earth Demon Tribe is a small tribe, it is still the overlord on the edge of the hell realm.
Who can make the four masters of the Earth Demon Clan serve as followers?
You must know that among the four masters, there is the Elder Demon who is in a state of eternal death.
Everyone looked at Yan Huangtu and became nervous and shocked, guessing his identity. Who is he?
The six "winners" were all suppressed.
Yan Huangtu found a chair, sat down on it calmly, and said: "What I mean is, let the Emperor of Slaughter of Heaven and Earth finish his words. Do you have any objections?"