The first thousand two hundred and eleven chapters
"Hmph, why should I bet with you? What can you give me?"
The old man snorted coldly and did not respond. His disciple was ranked at the bottom of the three caves and six palaces. The first level of the test was started by his disciple. Although he had absolute confidence in his disciple, he could not guarantee his bald head.
I don't know how to cheat, so there is no need to engage in temporary disputes of temper.
"I'll give you one hundred million."
Li Xiaobai said lightly.
"Pfft!"
Before the old man could speak, Hehua beside him burst out laughing first, and the branches of the flowers trembled.
"One hundred million?"
"just you?"
"On such a solemn occasion, you, a bald man, still have the heart to joke? You should prepare your apprentice's funeral."
He Huan said with cold eyes.
"Haha, the world laughs at me for being too crazy. I laugh at others but they can't see through it. I thought that you are all powerful men in the Holy Realm, standing at the pinnacle of Zhongyuan Realm. Your vision and structure will be slightly different. I didn't expect to meet you today.
But he has the same experience as everyone else in the world, which is really disappointing."
"A mere 100 million is nothing. The Sa family lacks everything in their lives, except money!"
"If this old man's disciple can really defeat my disciple, what's the harm in giving him a hundred million hands?"
Li Xiaobai put his hands behind his back and expressed his disdain for the cynicism of the strong men.
With a broken bowl in hand, how could Meng Qi lose?
No matter who the opponent is, as long as they are within the realm of Celestial Immortal Realm, they can be instantly killed by Xiao Powan in a single encounter. These so-called Holy Sons have absolutely no chance.
"With the sect leader here, we don't dare to talk nonsense."
The other elders all said in a meaningful way. In their opinion, the 100 million high-grade immortal stone was pure nonsense. This bald man was bragging without even making a draft. Even they couldn't come up with 100 million at once. This guy
Did you take it out right away?
"Of course what the Sa family said will be fulfilled. Just wait and see."
Li Xiaobai said.
"Okay, so what if I make a bet with you? Not only do I bet that your disciple will lose, but I also declare that if she can't last ten breaths, she will lose her head!"
The old man said in a gloomy tone, the Holy Sons are not so harmonious. It is already difficult to deal with the other Holy Sons, let alone another favorable candidate competitor who can be killed immediately.
Meng Qi will never be merciless even if she is strangled in the cradle.
This kind of competitive relationship may seem cruel and ruthless to others, but in the Blood Demon Sect it is just a common occurrence. Because of this, the most lacking thing in the Blood Demon Sect is genius, but the most indispensable thing is genius.
"Guys, since the bet has been made, it must be kept. Meng Qi has already entered, and the result will soon be known."
The Blood God Son said softly.
At this moment, Meng Qi's figure had completely disappeared from the entrance of the cave and entered the first level.
"This is the first time for the bald elder to come to the Blood Demon Sect. Some of the rules are not clear yet. The windows of these three caves and six mansions all have lights on. If the Holy Son is defeated, the lights on the floor where he is located will be extinguished. This is also
It indicates that Meng Qi can enter the next level, but if it is not extinguished, it means that the challenge has failed."
"There are no fists or feet in the trial place. Deaths and injuries are normal. Everything depends on its own destiny."
The Blood God Son said slowly.
Li Xiaobai nodded: "Let's wait and see."
at the same time.
Inside the tower.
Meng Qi was walking forward with a face full of anxiety. Inside the tower was a spiral staircase, and each floor was a huge cave. The lights inside were bright and the decorations were all available, making it look magnificent.
A figure is waiting inside.
"Are you the new disciple?"
"My dear, holy son of the Blood Demon Sect, Aguda, this is very polite."
This is a young man with a face as beautiful as a crown jewel, with a sickly pale look on his face. He is thin and looks severely lacking in energy and energy. However, Meng Qi, who is also a master of the Immortal Realm, can sense an unparalleled hugeness from his body.
The sense of oppression, if she really gets to grips with him, this person will definitely be a formidable enemy, at least now it will be difficult for her to defeat him.
"My eldest disciple, Meng Qi, under the leadership of the bald elder of the Blood Demon Sect, has met with my senior brother. Today he will undergo the assessment of three caves and six palaces. I hope that my senior brother will show mercy."
Meng Qi also bowed politely and her words were very polite.
To be honest, she was still in the dark until now. The winning method that Li Xiaobai taught her was so unbelievable that she had no confidence at all.
If you fail on the first level, you will not only lose the face of yourself and your master, but you may even have to put the mission entrusted by the Demon Sealing Sect on hold for a while.
"It is impossible to be merciful. Someone told me that you must die here today to avoid future troubles. But I have always been a kind-hearted person. As long as you turn around and leave now, little sister, I will
It’s not like I can’t let you go.”
Aguda said coldly.
Meng Qi shuddered unconsciously. From the other person's eyes, she only saw boundless killing intent without any other desires. This was a murderous maniac who killed for the sake of killing. This kind of rich
The murderous aura frightened her, a grass that had thrived in the righteous sect since childhood.
The guy in front of her said he wanted to let her go, but she had no doubt that if she really turned around and left, he would definitely kill her on the spot without hesitation.
"Today I am here to challenge the throne of the Holy Son. I will not leave until I seize the throne of the Holy Son."
Meng Qi said lightly, flipping her wrist and taking out a small broken bowl without leaving any trace. She decided to take a gamble and try Li Xiaobai's trick.
"Very good. Being able to stay shows that you are very confident in your own strength. I like to fight against confident monks."
"I, Aguda, am now beginning to predict that after one breath, you will kneel here and cry to me, praying to survive!"
A Gu pointed at the ground under his feet and said calmly.
At the same time, a huge bloody heart emerged from behind him, and countless bloody tentacles spread out like thick branches, sweeping towards Meng Qi.
"Arrogant!"
Meng Qi also became angry. This man named Aguda seemed to be too disrespectful to her. When had she ever been so angry?
He pointed the small bowl in his hand at the Aguda, and then shouted: "Come to the bowl quickly!"
"brush!"
A dazzling white light pierced the sky. In just a moment, the overwhelming bloody tentacles in the void, together with the Aguda, were put into the small broken bowl and disappeared. The entire cave became quiet in an instant, as if all the visions just now were gone.
It's just an environment.
Aguda's words were correct. The battle ended in just one breath, but the person who was ended was not Meng Qi, but himself.
"Ah this..."
"So strong?"
Meng Qi stared blankly at the small broken bowl in her hand, and the expression on her face changed from dull to excited. At this moment, she truly realized what kind of existence the ordinary-looking little broken bowl in her hand was.
"With the help of this bowl, I can be the son of God!"