At this time, Ximen Hao's bones, tendons, muscles, and even skin were making noises.
The effect of the Divine Body Strengthening Liquid is already very small, but now this Divine Body Transformation Pill has increased his body strength again!
Not only that, his bones have become the color of a divine stone, but now his skin has begun to show a faint color. Although it is very light and will not appear unless he is in combat mode, the intensity has increased a lot.
Gradually, the light faded and the stands became quiet. They were waiting to see if Ximen Hao would continue to fight!
"Wow! Our strong man No. 444 finally woke up. Do you want to continue?"
The master of ceremonies went up and asked.
Ximen Hao slowly opened his eyes, then stood up and scanned the audience in the stands, and finally pointed at the three spatial bags.
"Thirty thousand plus fifty thousand, a total of eighty thousand! Whoever kills me will take it!"
This means that we must continue!
"Okay! Start the formation! Meet the challenger!"
As the master of ceremonies shouted, the magic circle closed instantly, but no one jumped down, because this number 444 did not accept surrender!
The number 444, the death number, seems to be not his death number, but someone else's death talisman!
"What? Is there no one? Okay! Add six more bottles of third-grade magic pills! There are ten pills in each bottle, all of top quality!"
Ximen Hao waved his hand, and ten medicine bottles were thrown into the arms of the emcee.
"Excuse me, please check."
The master of ceremonies was stunned for a moment, then poured out a round third-grade elixir, and a strong medicinal fragrance instantly wafted out.
"Oh, buy it! It's indeed top-notch! I've never seen such a top-quality third-grade divine elixir! Its market price! It's estimated to be one thousand five hundred divine stones!"
The master of ceremonies raised the elixir in his hand. This is produced by Xixi and must be of the highest quality!
Ordinary third-grade divine elixirs only cost one thousand one thousand two hundred divine stones, but Ximen Hao's is worth one thousand five hundred!
The people in the stands started talking again. Most of the people here were high-ranking gods, and the third-grade divine elixir was what they needed most!
Sixty top-grade third-grade divine pills! Maybe some people, from high-level gods to breakthrough gods, have never taken so many third-grade divine pills.
"Friends in the audience! What are you waiting for? The total number of magic elixirs and magic stones here is less than 200,000! And my magic elixir cannot be bought in the general market! What are you waiting for? Get a future for yourself! Come on.
Come! Challenge me! If you win, these things will be yours!"
Ximen Hao looked at the gods in the audience. This wave was more inspiring than the emcee.
"That's right! Mr. No. 444 is right! These are the best third-grade elixirs! What are you waiting for?"
The emcee also set the pace and placed six medicine bottles on the edge of the ring, together with the space bags.
Most people's eyes are focused there, it's like a mountain of treasures!
"What are you waiting for? Come on! You can stake as much as you like, Master Hao will not refuse anyone who comes!"
Ximen Hao dropped another blockbuster. If you are shameless, you can even challenge him with a divine stone!
Of course, no one would be so shameless.
"Made! Wealth is sought in danger! I'm here!"
Finally, some people couldn't resist the temptation of divine stones and elixirs, and were ready to take a chance. After all, Ximen Hao had fought twice in a row, so he must be weak.
So, a man jumped onto the ring, maybe he was a poor man, not famous.
"I only have 10,000 divine stones, so I'll bet my life on you!"
The man threw a space bag at the edge of the ring, and a spear appeared in his hand.
"Oh! This... Contestant No. 6198 challenges No. 444, who has won two consecutive victories! It seems that this No. 6198 has never participated in a battle! I have no impression."
The host looked at the man curiously and said.
"That's right! This is my first battle! I've had enough of the poor life! Those 10,000 divine stones are all my wealth! If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!"
This Lord is indeed a poor God, the kind of Lord who has no hope in life.
"Okay! Let's start betting now!"
"boom!"
The stand immediately became lively, and as expected, the bets on Ximen Haosheng were almost overwhelming. Only a small part of them probably wanted to take a gamble and bet on the number 6198, but the amount was also very small.
"Haha, it seems that he is a poor god who is tired of living. Let's do this. You can only force me to use the last resort. Even if you win, these things will belong to you."
Ximen Hao did not pay attention to the audience, but looked at his opponent, with a hint of amusement in his smile.
"Last resort? Do you have any other options?"
Sixty-nine-eight's eyes widened in an instant. This No. 444, first had a hidden weapon, then a flying sword, and then a magical weapon that could change, as well as a devouring magical power. Isn't that enough?
"Of course, but I'm afraid you won't be able to see it. Get ready. Do you have any last words to say?"
Ximen Hao took out a lollipop, opened it leisurely, and put it into his mouth without any pressure.
No. 6198 looked at Ximen Hao. Although he had become a high-level god for a long time, the aura displayed by the other party made him a little scared.
"Alas! The poor guy will be eliminated sooner or later in the divine realm. There is nothing to explain. I hope I can force you to use the last resort this time."
"Hahaha! Okay! Get ready!"
Ximen Hao distanced himself from his opponent and waited for the MC to call the start.
Number 6198 also took a deep breath, and the spear lit up for a burst of light.
"Okay! Stop betting! Start!"
The emcee finally called out the start.
"kill!"
No. 6198 took the lead in launching the attack.
Ximen Hao has now begun to become familiar with the battle of the upper gods. After a few moves with the opponent, he split open the opponent's head with a knife, killing the godhead as well.
This battle ended quickly, and of course, there was no red envelope.
"Oh! Is there anything else? Continue!"
Ximen Hao sighed while looking at the audience while taking the divine power.
The audience was quiet again, no one dared to move.
"Dear audience friends! Number 444 has fought three times in a row! It must have consumed a lot of money! There are so many treasures! It's worth a try!"
The emcee has set the pace again. The more this happens, the more profit Black Tower will make!
"Made! Wealth and wealth are in danger! I'll go!"
Another high-ranking god rushed forward.
However, there were very few bets this time, because everyone found that no matter who bet, they would lose money, and for Ximen Hao, the opportunity had no odds, and he had to pay a commission.
If you bet on someone else, you will definitely lose everything!
Therefore, the next battle will be faster, the opponent will die faster, and no one will bet on it, and the battle will start faster.
Finally, after Ximen Hao slashed five times in a row, no one came up!
And Ximen Hao gradually lost interest because the three opponents were poor and did not give out any red envelopes.
"Is there any more? No. 444 has fought five times in a row! It must have consumed a lot of money! Come and take advantage!"
The master of ceremonies began to encourage people to die again, but this time no one came to fight.