Chapter 822 Dong Xu's anger, there is no way for the common people
"bet?"
"What to bet on?"
"How to bet?"
Liu Zhulao glanced at Wang Zhaochu and seemed quite interested.
"Same as the previous bet, as long as I, Wang Zhaochu, have it, you can have whatever you want."
Wang Zhaochu said with a smile.
"Including your bitch's life?"
Liu Zhulao also laughed.
"include!"
Wang Zhaochu was not afraid.
"Tell me, how to bet? What else are you spying on me?"
Liu Zhulao said with a serious expression.
"You tell your dog to stop. In ten minutes, no matter what the result is, I will personally lead Pang Xiaozhang out of the alchemy room."
"If he refines the Taixing Dan, you lose."
"I want the right to use your Changjing Peak for one month. During this month, I, Wang Zhaochu, will be in charge of your Changjing Peak. My disciples can also use the Kunhun soil of your Changjing Peak at will."
"And within this month, you can go and have fun wherever you like!"
"If Pang Xiaozhang fails in refining alchemy, then I lose and I will let you do whatever you want."
Wang Zhaochu said calmly.
"Ha ha!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Wang Zhaochu, you hypocrite, you are always so cunning."
"Is this bet meaningful?"
"I don't need your Yuanjing Peak's Thunder Flesh Wood, I'm only interested in your dog's life."
"But even if I win, the Holy Lord will not allow me to kill you, so what's the point of this bet?"
"Although I don't know how confident you are, I tell you that Pang Xiaozhang will die today. Even if he can really refine the Taixing Pill, he will be killed by Mo Jinyang the moment he goes out."
Liu Zhulao is not stupid.
He and Wang Zhaochu had bets seven times and lost seven times in total.
This guy must have something to rely on when he vows this time.
He, Liu Zhulao, couldn't trust Yijiaoquan at all. After all, there were too many variables.
Hearing this, Wang Zhaochu frowned.
Liu Zhulao, this guy, has a long memory recently.
"Haha, Wang Zhaochu, why do you need ten minutes?"
"According to my understanding, these ten minutes should be the critical moment for Pang Xiaozhang's alchemy, right?"
"Whether you are bluffing or really swearing, the Pang Xiaozhang you trained will not survive more than three minutes."
"Wen Tingchen has too many flaws. He tried to resist the Demon-Slaying Array, but in fact he couldn't even hold it for three minutes!"
Liu Zhulao flicked his sleeves, and in a moment, the clouds and mist in the sky dispersed.
At this time, the bombardment on the ground appeared in his and Wang Zhaochu's eyes.
Liu Zhulao had a sneer on his face.
But Wang Zhaochu's expression was extremely solemn.
Wen Tingchen said he could block for eight minutes, but in fact he overestimated himself and underestimated Mo Jinyang's despicability.
That's right.
If it was really just a demon-slaying array, and Wen Tingchen's physical body was tough, he might be able to withstand it for eight minutes.
But unfortunately, opposite Wen Tingchen, there is Mo Jinyang.
Mo Jinyang cannot destroy the Demon-Slaying Formation, so he cannot use the Divine Word Chapter to kill.
However, he still has the source of the power of spiritual power to strike.
As for whether he wants to die or not, Wen Tingchen's biggest shortcoming is the power of his spiritual thoughts.
"Haha, Wen Tingchen, you have been hit by the double blow of the divine chapter and the power of divine thoughts. Do you still want to resist?"
"The spies of Yi Demon Palace are not allowed to live!"
"With one against ten, do you really think you have broken through the hole?"
Mo Jinyang used this divine attack, his mouth full of sarcasm.
…
"Oops, I missed this despicable guy Mo Jinyang!"
puff!
Above the sky, Wen Tingchen kept spitting blood from his mouth.
He calculated everything perfectly, but he missed Mo Jinyang's divine power attack.
Damn it!
The original plan was to block Mo Jinyang for eight minutes, but now only two minutes had passed. With his own condition, he could block Mo Jinyang for about four minutes.
Looking at Pang Xiaozhang again, Wen Tingchen even believed it.
This kid can definitely refine it into Taixing Dan.
In his 20s, he was able to refine Taixing Dan. What kind of peerless qualification is this?
In the history of Danqing Pure Land, no ascendant has been able to achieve this.
Pang Xiaozhang still has a long way to go in the future. Such a talented person must not become a victim in the dirty internal fighting of the sect.
"What can I do?"
After thinking hard for a while, Wen Tingchen still couldn't think of any way to overcome the difficulty.
The Demon-Slaying Array can kill even half a step into the Hollow Realm. It is really too powerful.
Coupled with the fact that his divine core was damaged, he could not stop Mo Jinyang's divine attack.
But seeing that Pang Xiaozhang has reached the ninth stage of refining, it is already the last moment, and he must not fall short.
Click.
Click.
Click.
In just three minutes, Wen Tingchen was seriously injured.
His physical body is the alchemy room of Wangdan Tower.
As Wen Tingchen was seriously injured, tiny cracks began to spread in the walls of the alchemy room, as if they were suffering from unfathomable pressure.
"Senior, just do your best. Everything is destined. Don't go all out. Reinforcements are coming soon!"
Just when Wen Tingchen was at the end of his rope, Pang Xiaozhang's voice echoed in the dead silence of the alchemy room.
"Could it be that...Wang Zhaochu is here?"
"But Wang Zhaochu can't do it either, Liu Zhulao must be stopping him!"
Wen Tingchen deeply understood the grudges between the two deputy masters.
For Wang Zhaochu, Liu Zhulao was more bitter than the enemy who killed his father.
"I believe in my own life!"
"As long as you have faith, miracles will come."
Zhao Chu spoke firmly.
Yes, he believed that Wang Zhaochu would be able to gain these few minutes.
…
"Liu Zhulao, it seems you are forcing me to alert the Holy Lord."
"If Pang Xiaozhang really succeeds in refining the Taixing Pill, I won't be punished even if I interrupt the Holy Lord's retreat."
"And you have suffered a great loss."
Seeing that Wen Tingchen could no longer hold on, Wang Zhaochu's expression turned cold.
"snort."
"If Pang Xiaozhang fails in refining alchemy and you alert the Holy Lord to retreat, the Holy Lord will definitely be displeased. Do you dare?"
"We all know that the Holy Lord is most afraid of others disturbing him when he is in retreat."
Liu Zhulao also became serious.
"Think about it yourself."
"If the Holy Lord is alerted and Pang Xiaozhang succeeds in refining the elixir, Liu Zhulao's crime will be serious. Your dog is deliberately murdering the sect's genius. Whether he can survive is unknown."
"As for this bet with me, if you lose, you will only lose the right to use Changjing Peak for one month at most."
"Besides, you still have the chance to win. As a grown man, winning or losing is just a gamble. Don't be a coward. You are like a pig."
"You have to settle this account yourself!"
After finishing his words, Wang Zhaochu looked at the main peak of the holy retreat in the distance, and there were already strange true energy fluctuations all over his body.
He's not kidding.
There is no other way to alarm the Holy Lord.
…
Boom!
Boom!
Under the terrifying bombardment of the Demon-Slaying Formation, the ground of Wangdan Tower collapsed by about one meter. The pit was huge and shocking.
But the originally solemn and solemn alchemy room was now full of cracks, just like an old man in his dying years, who seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time.
Wen Tingchen's shadow in the sky became increasingly faint, and everyone knew that Wen Tingchen might not be able to hold on any longer.
"Senior sister, it's over. Why hasn't Master come yet?"
Dongping Li's palms were filled with sweat.
"It should have been Liu Zhulao who stopped him, damn it!"
Xu Yunshuang was so angry that her whole body trembled.
Looking at the entire Danqing Pure Land, only Liu Zhulao can stop his master.
"it's over!"
Other onlookers also sighed.
Tie Muyuan shook his head with a grimace. After all, he still couldn't stop Mo Jinyang.
Perhaps, from the beginning, this was a revolt that was bound to lose.
Mo Jinyang ridiculed Wen Tingchen, as if he was watching a clown performing hard.
Above the sky, the golden-armored giant shook the sky, breathing clouds and mist from its mouth and nose. Within a breath, the giant once again gathered together to trample with terror.
The elders of the nine Hushan Halls were absolutely merciless.
"This time, I really can't bear it anymore."
Wen Tingchen gritted his teeth, he was at his wits' end.
Seeing the sole of the golden-armored giant's foot fall, he almost went crazy with anger.
Last few minutes.
As long as he could hold on for the last few minutes, Pang Xiaozhang would definitely be able to successfully refine the elixir.
At this moment, Wen Tingchen was able to confirm that Pang Xiaozhang's elixir would definitely succeed.
what to do!
What should we do!
Wen Tingchen was like an ant on a hot pot. He could never allow Pang Xiaozhang to die in front of him, at the last moment of refining the elixir.
landing!
trample!
Destroy everything.
The bombardment of the Demon-Slaying Formation came as expected.
The shadow above Wen Tingchen's head grew larger and larger, like a meteorite falling from the sky.
"Pang Xiaozhang, have you come to save you? Please show up quickly."
At this point, all Wen Tingchen can do is pray.
It's only a few minutes away.
perhaps!
His prayers had results.
Just before he was about to crush the alchemy room, a giant green finger suddenly appeared under the dark soles of his feet.
This giant finger is three feet tall, with a greenish-green body, surrounded by a layer of rich mist, like a layer of emerald-green flames.
The soles of the golden-armored giant's feet were pierced by a finger, and then shattered, like a destroyed diabolo, with fragments flying and dissipating between the sky and the earth.
That’s right!
The entire giant golden-armored giant dissipated, and the entire demon-slaying array dissipated.
One finger, one annihilation.
Dongxu is angry, and the people have no way out.
Boom!
With the green finger as the center, a layer of air waves spread out. In a moment, the nine Wenyuan elders who surrounded the alchemy room were directly knocked away.
"Pang Xiaozhang will definitely come out within five minutes. From now on, no one is allowed to interfere, including the power of spiritual thoughts!"
"Otherwise, no matter who it is, they will be killed without mercy!"
After the dust settled, a middle-aged man slowly walked up above the green fingers.
He is like a scholar who teaches in a school, he is gentle and elegant.
But the sharpness of his words was like the sharpest sword, no one dared to question it.
When I draw my sword, your head will fall to the ground.
…
"Master!"
Xu Yunshuang screamed fiercely.
There is help.
Since Wang Zhaochu appeared, it meant that Pang Xiaozhang was saved.
"Greetings to the Deputy Lord!"
Afterwards, countless disciples clasped their fists and bowed.
Wang Zhaochu often personally guided his disciples in alchemy refining, and also set up many rules to take care of young alchemists.
Therefore, he has a high prestige in Danqing Pure Land, and countless disciples are convinced by him.
The most ardent admiration in his eyes cannot deceive anyone.
…
"Godfather...this!"
At the same time, a strong man with a gloomy face slowly walked out of another space.
With every step he took, the void seemed to collapse one after another, like crushing human heads one after another, which was horrifying.
Mo Jinyang was almost suffocated by Wang Xiaochu.
Finally, when Liu Zhulao appeared, he felt like he had grasped a life-saving straw. Mo Jinyang quickly ran over and bowed down.
At this time, other disciples saw Liu Zhulao and saluted one after another.
Although Wang Zhaochu and Liu Zhulao are both deputy lords.
But from the attitude of everyone saluting, we can see some clues.
People were sincerely convinced of Wang Zhaochu, and their pupils were filled with the light of admiration.
But for Liu Zhulao, there was panic and fear... nothing more.
"No action is allowed in the alchemy room within five minutes."
"In five minutes, if Wang Zhaochu doesn't give me an explanation, I will crush Wang Zhaochu's head and imprison all the disciples related to him..."
Liu Zhulao stared at Wang Xiaochu from a distance, with a cold smoke filling his lips.
He finally compromised.
If Wang Zhaochu really went crazy and alarmed the Holy One.
By then, things will be really difficult to deal with.
Under the nose of the Holy Lord, Mo Jin had no confidence in killing Pang Xiaozhang in an instant.