At this time, the man in green behind Dongfeng Guardian looked at Mo Jiuli and asked.
Mo Jiuli looked at the other party and looked taller than the Emperor's Tie. It seemed that she was older than the Emperor's Tie. Since she was a disciple of Dongfeng Protector, the other party should be Meng Yu!
"Yes!" Mo Jiuli said with a smile.
Di Hui was already scared by the Beiming Protector just now, so Meng Yu looked at Di Hui with his head down and had to say, "Then in the first competition, I will challenge Junior Brother Han Ze's alchemy.
The technique is ready!”
"No problem, but the simple competition is so boring. It's better to add some lottery tickets!" Mo Jiuli looked at Meng Yu and said with a smile.
"What do you want to bet?" Meng Yu asked frowned when he heard this.
"You can bet on anything, you can bet on whatever you have. As long as it is not particularly cheap, I won't pick it..." Mo Jiuli thought for a while and said.
"Hmph... I'm just a competition, not for you to gamble!" Dongfeng Protector said coldly when he heard this.
"What? The disciples of Dongfeng Protectors are so shabby? They can't even take out a lottery?" Bei Ming looked at Dongfeng and asked after hearing this.
"No, I just think..."
"Meng Yu, don't lose your face as your master!" Dongfeng Protector said to Meng Yu.
"If I lose, this third-level divine fire is yours!" Meng Yu said as he took out a transparent container, which contained a divine fire. He looked at Mo Jiuli and said.
"Hahahaha... The Northern Protector calms down. How could the disciples of the Dongfeng Protector have a lottery? I think it's better to have a lottery, so we can watch it lively, right?" Nan Luo hurried out to smooth things over and said.
Dongfeng was already in disagreement with Xiyan, so naturally he could not say he disagreed at this time. So he glared at Xiyan and Mo Jiuli coldly and said, "What the Northern Guardian said is that since the competition is a good start, it will be better if there is a lottery!"
"Yes, Master!" Meng Yu said after hearing this.
"That's right, what do you think of Dongfeng Protector?" Xiyan also looked at Dongfeng Protector and asked after hearing this.
"If you can't get the lottery, don't compare it. Go back!" Bei Ming interrupted Dongfeng directly and said.
"Level 3, okay, if you win, this four-season fire seed will belong to you!" Mo Jiuli also took out a fire seed and said.
This is the fire seed in the ring that Bei Ming first gave to Mo Jiuli. It was then that Mo Jiuli realized that the flames in the divine realm were divided into levels, the lowest level was beast fire, then strange fire, and finally
Divine fire and beast fire are classified according to the bloodline of the beast clan!
The strange fire is divided into levels 1-9, while the divine fire is divided into 12 levels, from level 1 to level 1!
Meng Yu didn't expect to easily take out the fourth-level divine fire, and he suddenly felt unhappy. You know, in order to give his master a face, he gave the most precious third-level divine fire that Dongfeng Guardian gave him to him as a bet!
Moreover, Meng Yu never thought that he would lose. After all, he knew very well that although the disciples of the Northern Guardians could refine elixirs and refine weapons, he heard that the other party was majoring in formations, alchemy and refine weapons, and only knew a few elixirs.
Only daggers are the best at refining weapons!
So Meng Yu felt that he had won, but he didn't expect to take out the Level 4 Divine Fire at will, and he felt slapped in the face in an instant. However, Meng Yu quickly realized that since the other party was stupidly taking out the Level 4 Flame to bet, he would accept it himself
alright!
"Since that's the case, how do we compare?" Meng Yu asked at Mo Jiuli.