Xu Que didn't even bother to move his hands and winked at Er Gouzi.
Ergouzi looked wary: "Are you kidding? That's the Immortal King. You want me to go over and beat them?"
"Are you scared?"
"How is that possible!" Ergouzi said righteously, "I am worried that I will accidentally beat them into pieces. The scene will be too bloody!"
Duan Jiude said contemptuously from the side: "If you don't dare to take action, you don't dare to take action. Why are you pretending to be so stupid?"
"Fart! This god is your ancestor, please kowtow and apologize!"
"Damn it, old man Ergouzi, it's been too long since I've beaten you, right?"
The man and the dog started fighting each other as they talked, and the fight got further and further away, and the fight got further and further away...
Xu Que couldn't help but hold his forehead. These two scourges were still so unimproved that they wanted to run away when they encountered someone stronger than them.
"Oh, I'll do it myself."
Seeing that Xu Que actually wanted to go there in person, the immortal kings seemed to have heard something funny.
"Stop joking, you are just a mid-stage Immortal King, what can you do to us?"
"I advise you not to be disrespectful and obediently hand over the good things you have."
…
Half a quarter of an hour later, the three immortal kings knelt on the ground, crying bitterly.
"We were wrong, we will never rob again!"
Xu Que sat on a few people and said leisurely: "Who doesn't know how to praise?"
"It's me, it's me! I'm just a kid who can't see the mountains. Sir, you have a lot of people, please let us go!"
"Yes, tell me about the situation in the Netherworld." Xu Que flicked the cracks between his fingernails and said casually, "The focus is on the Desire Demon Sect."
When the leading monk heard this, he quickly poured beans out of a bamboo tube and told the situation in the Netherworld.
Among the seven regions of Xianyun Continent, Netherworld Region is the most chaotic area. Most of the monks who hang out here are extremely vicious people.
Therefore, there are no rules in this area, and one principle is followed - whoever has the biggest fist is the last word.
The Desire Demon Sect is the sect with the strongest principles in the Netherworld.
The master of the sect, Qiwu Mo Half-Step Immortal Emperor, has a cultivation level that overwhelms the whole region. Most of the disciples in the sect are vicious people, and they can be said to be rampant in the Netherworld.
The reason why the Desire Demon Sect has not yet ruled the Netherworld Realm is because, although the Netherworld Realm is chaotic, there are many powerful and powerful people.
There are also a few people who are as good as those who seek to be free from demons, but they stand in the way of seeking to be free from demons.
As for the second reason...it's because Qiu Wumo likes gambling.
He is keen on all kinds of gambling, and anyone who can beat him in gambling can make a request.
To gamble with him, you must ban all your cultivation and gamble with him purely by mortal means.
"How is his technical level?" Xu Que asked.
The monk from the Desire Demon Sect said cautiously: "Well... as far as I know, Qiu Wumo's technical level is quite high. Under the condition of banning cultivation, the number of people who can compete with him in the Nether Realm is only a palm. Qiu Wumo is more
He gave himself the title of gambling saint."
Gambler?
Xu Que sneered twice: "It's time for this guy to see the strength of the God of Gamblers of the Zhatian Gang!"
After learning that today was the start of the annual competition, Xu Que took Er Gouzi and Duan Jiude directly to the competition site.
…
Netherworld, Eternal Dark City.
The sky was dim and dark clouds were surging, but they could not conceal the enthusiasm of the monks.
Countless monks gathered here, the crowds were crowded, and their eyes were shining with excitement.
Today is the day of the annual competition in the Netherworld. If you participate in the competition and become the champion, you can bet against the demon Qiu Wu.
To defeat and seek the absence of demons, you can make a request.
No matter what the request is, Qiwumo must agree to it.
At the registration point, a strange combination was ushered in.
A handsome young man walked up to the registration staff and threw down an inferior artifact: "I want to register."
The registration officer said without raising his head: "Power, name."
"Zhaotian Gang God of Gamblers!"
Upon hearing this name, the registration officer couldn't help but raise his head and look the other person up and down: "Are you sure you want to use this name?"
"Is there any problem?" Xu Que looked stern and proud, "I am here today to tell you that the real god of gambling in the Netherworld is me!"
The registration officer smacked his lips twice and helped Xu Que register. At the same time, he sent someone to plead for Wu Mo.
When Qiu Wumo learned that someone actually dared to use the name of the God of Gamblers to come to participate in the competition, he grinned and said with a sinister expression: "Young people today simply don't know what the world is like..."
But he didn't take it to heart, because every year there would be a few arrogant gamblers who came here, trying to use their names to win positions.
But without exception, these people couldn't even pass the preliminary round.
Just when he thought that this god of gambling was the same thing, the disciple of the Desire Demon Sect who came to report the news hurried over again.
"Inform the sect leader that another person has come to compete in the name of the gambling saint of the Zhatian Gang."
"What?" Qiu Wumo looked cold and crushed the armrest of the seat in his palm, "What kind of gang is this Zhatian Gang? How dare you be so bold!"
In front of him, the gambling saint of the Netherworld, he actually dared to come to the competition in the name of the gambling god and gambling saint. This is simply looking down on him!
The disciple did not dare to express his anger, and knelt down in the hall, shivering.
Qiu Wumo took a deep breath, waved his hand and said, "Go down and keep an eye on those two guys."
He had a hunch in his heart that these two guys definitely didn't exist that simply.
At this time, the staff at the registration office were a little panicked after receiving the news reported from the background.
Although Qiu Wumo abides by the rules in gambling, he is actually a moody guy. If his anger turns on himself, he won't even be able to keep his body intact.
At this time, another man came to the registration office.
"Hello, I am the Zhaotian Gang, please sign up."
As soon as the registration officer heard the words "Zhaotian Gang", his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
But when I heard the other party's name was Da Jun, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he is a normal person, so as long as you don't call him gambling or anything like that, everything will be fine.
Just when he was about to register, the young man reached out to block his movement and said with a smile: "Please help me register under another name."
"What to change?" the registration officer asked casually.
"Zhaotian Gang, gambling tyrants!"
The registration clerk trembled and dropped the pen in his hand.
A moment later, an extremely angry roar echoed in the sky above Eternal Dark City.
"You bastard! This is a provocation! Today I want you to die without any parts of your body!"
The monks in the Eternal Dark City looked at each other. Naturally, they could hear the voice calling for freedom from the demon.
This was the first time they saw Qiu Wu Mo being so thunderous and furious!