Chapter seven hundred and fifty fifth life and death gambling
Chapter 755: Battle of Life and Death
The three people slowly walked to the middle of the hall and stopped side by side.
Standing in the middle, a man in black robe with a somewhat ferocious appearance spoke coldly:
"There is no need to introduce who the three of us are. Even if there are some who don't know the three of us, they should know each other by now. This party is hosted by the three of us. Does anyone have any objections?"
The black-robed man's voice was extremely cold. As soon as he said these words, a huge aura suddenly emerged from his body, and then a huge spiritual pressure descended on the entire hall. After the monks here sensed the unfathomable spiritual energy fluctuations, their faces changed slightly.
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But while Han Li was shocked by this man's powerful magic power, he was also surprised in his heart.
Judging from the cold demonic energy all over this person, he must be the old demon of Hehuan from the Demonic Path. But the appearance of this old demon is really different from what he imagined. He is said to be the great elder of Hehuan Sect, but his skills look more like
The magic power of the Ghost Spirit Sect!
Han Li didn't know that the great elders of the Hehuan Sect in the past were all called the Old Demon of Hehuan. Although the technique practiced by the big man in black robe was actually a kind of magic technique that had little to do with the Hehuan Sect, he still had to practice it.
The title of the old devil of Hehuan.
At this time, after others felt the fear of the big man, although they felt a little uncomfortable, they were not stupid enough to jump out and challenge the authority of the three monks.
For a moment, the entire hall was silent, which could be considered as acquiescence to what the Hehuan Old Demon just said.
"Okay. Since I have no objection, I won't say any more nonsense. In fact, there is no time to say nonsense. Just this morning, the Mulan people sent an envoy and sent a letter of challenge. They said that if they don't agree to it,
If the conditions are met, we will execute him to death at the border in seven days." The man in black robe said expressionlessly.
"Gauntlet?"
"Seven days later?"
"What conditions?"
There was a commotion among the monks.
"What Brother Yi just said is true. This is the other party's letter of challenge. Fellow Taoists, please read it over first, and then we will discuss countermeasures. Although the war will come earlier than we expected, with the magical powers of everyone here, can it really be true?
Are you afraid of the Mulan people?" The Taoist priest carrying the sword chuckled and said calmly.
Although his voice was not loud, once it reached the ears of everyone present, it was like a breeze blowing on their faces, making everyone feel cool and immediately feel calm.
The other monks were startled, and the commotion immediately subsided, but someone murmured in a low voice.
"Taizhen Sect's Meditation Technique. Sure enough, it has some tricks."
Hearing these unconvincing words, the middle-aged Taoist priest didn't even hear it. Instead, he took out a bright red jade slip from his robe, threw it to an old man in gray robe opposite, and said with a smile:
"This is a challenge from the Mulan people. Fellow Taoist, please take a look at it first."
After the old man was startled, he silently held the jade slip in his hand and scanned the contents inside with his spiritual consciousness. His face suddenly darkened, and then he threw the jade slip directly to the person beside him with a cold face.
The man took the jade slip and looked at it curiously, his expression equally ugly.
While the monks were circulating the challenge letter one by one, Han Li looked at the Taoist priest and the old man in green shirt respectively.
The Taoist priest was about forty years old, with crystal white skin. His facial features were straight and elegant, which made people fall in love with him at first sight. He should be the Supreme Master of the Tai Zhen Sect of the Righteous Dao Alliance.
As for the old man in blue shirt, he looked too ordinary in appearance. There was nothing special about his clothes or appearance. The only thing that caught Han Li's attention was that the old man actually had long nails on his fingers.
.And these nails look extremely sharp, and are purple-black all over, with a faint shine, which is really eye-catching.
This person is naturally Wei Wuya, the great elder of the Nine Nations Alliance.
Wei Wuya seemed to feel Han Li's gaze, and turned his head to look at Han Li. After their eyes met, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he actually smiled at Han Li.
Han Li returned the smile with some embarrassment, but he couldn't help but wonder in his heart. If this person knew what happened between him and Nangong Wan, he didn't know whether he would be able to smile at him.
Just as Han Li was thinking about it, Long Han on one side had already read the jade slip passed to his hand and threw it to Han Li with an ugly expression.
Seeing the expressions of the people in front of him, Han Li became a little curious.
Immediately and calmly, I immersed my mind in the bamboo slips and started reading.
After a while, Han Li frowned and pulled out his consciousness, and silently handed the jade slip to another monk.
Not long after, the entire jade slip was circulated. Everyone looked unhappy. One or two people even snorted unbearably after reading it.
"Fellow Taoists, after reading the letter of challenge, I don't know what you think." Master Zhiyang of the Taizhen Sect asked with a half-smile.
"What a loud tone. Let's give up half of Tiannan to them. Do they think they can win us?" A man in brocade robes with a sinister face said coldly.
"That's right. As long as we give up some land, we can turn the war into friendship. They think we don't know that the Mulan people are just lost dogs now. I'm afraid we don't need to fight them decisively. Just dragging them down bit by bit can slowly drag them down.
It's so exhausting." Another old man with a fat head and big ears said with a treacherous look on his face.
"Friend Lu, what do you mean by this? Is it because your Qianhuan Sect is deep in the south of the sky, so you don't care about the life and death of our sects. If we fight a protracted war, of course you Qianhuan Sect don't care. But what about the foundation of our sect?
What to do?" A dark-skinned man sitting next to the fat old man Fei said with an evil look on his face.
"Isn't this for the sake of everyone? If the sect is gone, it can be rebuilt, but if a person dies, he cannot be resurrected." The fat old man was not afraid of the dark man at all. He glanced at him sideways and said calmly.
"Hmph! It's easy for you to say that. If our countries are abandoned, why do we monks block the army of magicians for your magic way? We might as well move the entire sect to your Tianluo country, otherwise we will not die.
Only one person left." Another person said coldly.
"you…… "
"That's enough. The decision on whether to fight a protracted war has already been decided. There is no need to discuss it anymore. What we have to do now is how to deal with the Mulan army of magicians, not to let you fight." The black-robed man.
Hearing this, his face darkened, and he suddenly yelled a few words.
When the three of them saw that it was the old devil of Hehuan who spoke. Although they were dissatisfied, they obediently shut up.
After all, in the world of immortality, strength speaks for itself.
"Actually, the dispute between the three Taoist friends is not necessary at all. We have already calculated it. With the momentum of the army of magicians coming in this time, it is impossible to fight a protracted war. If most of Tiannan's strength is not concentrated, it will be impossible.
We can't stop the opponent's offensive at all. With the strength of one clan and one country alone, I'm afraid it will collapse immediately upon contact. When the time comes, it will most likely be us who will be consumed by our strength. Therefore, this war must be fought. And Mu Mu must be killed.
Lan Ren was crippled. There is absolutely nothing to be lucky about." Master Zhiyang also looked solemn.
Upon hearing this, the other monks whispered for a while and then became quiet again.
"But what kind of tricks are the Mulan people doing? Let's just fight. Why do they have to start a gambling war first? And they dare to make such a heavy bet. There are so many precious materials that even the big sects will never be able to produce.
Didn’t you say that Mulan Grassland is lacking in cultivation resources?” Dongmen Tu from the Yuling Sect suddenly asked with his eyes flashing.
"I do know that the Mulan Grassland is indeed poor in resources. But relatively speaking. The spiritual stone mines and some commonly used raw material production areas are indeed small compared to the huge number of magicians. However, there are many rare materials in the Mulan Grassland.
There are even some that are richer than ours in Tiannan. It is not unusual for them to come up with so much material." Another person seemed to know a lot about the Mulan people and explained.
"So that's it. But they are so confident that they can definitely win the gambling battle? Except for the late Yuanying monks, everyone else can participate. One bet is ten games, and it is still a bet of life and death. Do they think that we monks are all
Can you squeeze it out of the mud?" Dongmen Tu said slowly, with a thoughtful look on his face.
Everyone here is not a scheming person. Naturally, they know that when the Mulan people proposed this gambling war, there must be some tricks or hidden tricks. They couldn't help but think about the inappropriateness of it.
Han Li was also a little puzzled.
The challenge book I read just now makes it very clear. This gambling battle will be held in front of the two sides' formations, and it is impossible to use any assassination methods. Moreover, the participating monks will directly bring the precious materials they bet to compete. The winner can directly
Take away the other party's storage bag.
The only thing that is a little strange is that the challenge book clearly states that these ten gambling battles must be held at the same time, and even if the monk loses, he cannot escape. He can only die on the spot. For this reason, the gambling battle is in a closed space.
It is held in a barrier. This barrier is formed by sending people from both sides to arrange it. During the gambling war, people are also sent to supervise the operation of the magic circle to prevent the other party from doing anything.
"However, no matter what tricks the Mulan people have, this seems to be a good opportunity for us. If we can kill a few more high-level magicians before the army fights, it will definitely be of great help to us."
"Hmph, I'm afraid the Mulan people have the same idea as you."
One person hesitated to say it, and the other person immediately retorted with a sneer.
"What's there to think about? The Mulan people want to wager a war, so we will wager a war. There is no need for it. Seven days later, we will still follow our own arrangements. There is no need to accept any gambling war. In this way, the other side will have any more tricks.
, has also been cracked." It was the old man named Kuang from Ni Hangzhai who said this disdainfully.
"Unfortunately, although what Fellow Daoist Kuang said makes sense, we must participate in this gambling battle, and we must win." Master Zhiyang sighed and said somewhat helplessly.
"What? What does the Master mean by this? We can't be led by the Mulan people!" The old man surnamed Kuang frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.
Several of the other old monsters nodded and agreed with this statement.