The Holy Land War on the Dongyue Plain is still going on.

The great master of Qitianmen Formation and Wang Zhan's newly recruited servant Tianmeng took action. He directly released the purgatory demon snake in the Hunyuan magic bead. The huge demon snake was like a mountain, blocking the Jiujue Holy Master and the others.

The Holy Lord of Jiujue, the Lord of Tianxie Palace, the Patriarch of Zihuo, and the Lord of Dongxuan Mountain were immediately confused.

There is no hope for the nine holy realm bosses to escape, so they have only two choices. One is to give in directly, kneel down and lick Wang Zhan, and ask Wang Zhan to spare their lives.

The second option is to fight to the death, and the result is a heroic death without any suspense. The second option for the Nine Saint Realm bosses has only one ending, which is death.

After working hard to cultivate to the holy realm, and working hard to become a generational overlord, who wants to die?

Just when they were about to give in and kneel down to lick Wang Zhan, Wang Zhan wanted to play a little game with them.

They can survive as long as they kill Tian Ming and Qing Nu.

Tian Ming is the descendant of Dongji's Ji Emperor. His master, Wuchu Ji Emperor, is the master of Dongji. The ancestor Zihuo, Tian Jiuling and the others hesitated.

However, they soon made a wise choice.

Holy Master Jiujue, Patriarch Zihuo and the others went straight to kill Qing Nu.

"go to hell!"

"boom!"

The ancestor of Zihuo directly sprayed his true fire at Qingnu.

This is the true fire that the Purple Fire Ancestor has cultivated all his life. It is so powerful that it burns to the point where the void is distorted.

"Buzz!"

Tian Jiuling directly used the Sky-shattering Hammer.

"Rumble..."

A sacred mountain with chaotic energy appeared directly above Qing Nu's head and slammed down towards Qing Nu.

The Lord of Dongxuan Mountain took action.

The Tianxie Palace sacrificed the Ten Thousand Gods Banner, the Nine Jue Saint Master sacrificed the Nine Jue World-Destroying Sword, the Tongtian Tower Master secretly released the Soul-Destroying Needle, and the Infinite Sword Master split the void with his Infinite Divine Sword.

The skull sacrificed by the Shadow Demon Lord was filled with demonic energy, spitting out demonic fire, and engulfed the Qingnu. The terrifying shadow loomed in the demonic aura.

The eight great masters of the Holy Realm took action with all their might, shocking the world.

Qingnu was instantly enveloped by the power of the eight holy masters, and had no chance of escaping.

"Tear apart the heaven and the earth!"

Qing Nu roared angrily and tried his best. He activated the power of the Ice Soul Divine Claw crazily, and countless claw shadows tore out in all directions.

A dull crashing sound sounded, and the monstrous purple fire was directly dispersed by the cold power coming out of the Ice Soul God's claws.

The seven holy realm artifacts were actually blocked.

"puff!"

Qingnu spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The eight Saint Realm bosses attacked with all their strength at the same time. Even though Qing Nu had the combat power of the Holy Realm peak, he still received a huge impact.

"Hey, why don't you take action? If you defeat eight of them, you can survive."

Wang Zhan faced Tian Ming Dao who was surrounded by Jiu Xuan Holy Lord, Mingyang Holy Lord, Black God Ridge Lord and others.

"you……"

Tian Ming is angry, who is he? He is the seventh disciple of Emperor Wuchuji. Before this, except the master, who dared to be presumptuous in front of him?

Tian Ming was shocked and confused. He didn't look at Wang Zhan, but at Gu Fei.

Wang Zhan is just a small god-level monk. In Tian Ming's eyes, he is worse than an ant. The person Tian Ming really worries about is Gu Fei.

"It seems you don't want to live anymore."

Wang Zhan sneered.

"You keep your word? Can you make the decision?"

Tian Ming said coldly, as the seventh disciple of Emperor Wuchuji, he is much more courageous than his senior brother Feng San.

Wang Zhan subconsciously glanced at his master Gu Fei.

Gu Fei nodded slightly.

Wang Zhan was immediately overjoyed and said to Tian Ming: "I spit on you every time. Do you think I can keep my words?"

"Okay! This is what you said."

Tian Meng said and turned around and walked towards the battlefield.

Holy Lord Jiuxuan and the others quickly got out of the way.

"I want to see what the descendants of the Emperor are capable of."

Wang Zhan folded his hands and said coldly and arrogantly.

"Come on, come on, the market is open, the market is open, bets are placed, bets are placed, eight versus two, who loses and who wins, come and place your bets!"

The fat man shouted.

"Fat Master, aren't you afraid that you will lose your pants?"

Wang Zhan smiled.

"What are you afraid of? I have a lot of treasures."

"If you have the ability, you can win all the treasures from me."

As the fat man spoke, he waved his right hand, and a dozen Taoist treasures with soaring spiritual energy appeared directly in the void, suspended in front of him.

"Oh, I can't tell that the fat man is a rich man!"

Wang Zhan later wrote unexpectedly.

People around him couldn't help but be jealous when they saw the fat man suddenly showing off his wealth.

Although Fatty's dozens of Taoist treasures are not Taoist treasures, they are still Taoist tools for men. Any one of them can make a big man in the Holy Realm moved.

At this time, the fat man waved his hand again and took away these Taoist tools.

"How about it?"

The fat man said proudly.

"Haha, Fatty wants to play, how can we not play with Fatty?"

Wang Zhan directly took out the Daoyun leaf given to him by Gu Fei.

"this……"

The fat man was surprised and happy when he saw this. This was the most precious Taoist treasure.

"You're betting on all this?"

The fat man was so excited. When Gu Fei gave everyone the Daoyun Leaf, the fat man just happened to be knocked out by Gu Fei. Therefore, everyone benefited, but he did not.

This made him extremely depressed.

How could he not be happy now that Wang Zhan had taken out the Daoyun leaves to bet with him?

"Haha, this leaf of mine can hold up all your Taoist weapons."

Wang Zhan smiled.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

The fat man nodded repeatedly.

"Then who do you beat to win?"

The fat man asked quickly.

"Of course I put my treasure on those eight guys."

Wang Zhan glanced at the battlefield in the distance and said.

At this time, the eight holy masters surrounded Qingnu and attacked him fiercely. The beating made Qingnu jump up and down, and he was extremely embarrassed. He kept vomiting blood and was about to receive a lunch box.

The battle situation is so obvious, do you still have to choose?

"Hey, I'll put my treasure on those two people!"

The fat man looked at Wang Zhan meaningfully and said.

Wang Zhan was a little surprised and said, "Since you want to lose, there's nothing I can do about it!"

At this time, the Lord of Black God Ridge, Lord Jiuxuan, Lord Tianwu, Meng He, as well as the Great Elder of Jinyang Holy Land and Saint Mingyang all joined in.

Holy Lord Tianwu, Meng He, and Holy Lord Jiuxuan are all the eight great masters of the Holy Realm.

The Saint of Mingyang, the Great Elder of the Golden Sun Holy Land and the Lord of the Black God Ridge hesitated for a moment, and then they also pressed the Eight Great Saint Realm bosses.

"Damn it, you guys are going to bankrupt me!"

The fat man was dumbfounded. He never expected that everyone would place a bet on the eight holy realms, and no one would place a bet on the two guys, Tian Ming and Qing Nu.

"Hey, fat man, I just like to see rich people turn into local tycoons."

Wang Zhan smiled.

“A rich man turns into a country tyrant?”

The fat man's fat face twitched a few times.

Gu Fei couldn't help but smile when he heard this.
Chapter completed!