After hundreds of thousands of years of hard work and effort, he collected satisfactory materials. In the end, he spent a huge price and asked a forging master from the Third Heaven to refine the magic weapon. He usually regards it as precious as life.
, As a result, in Tang Xiaobao's case, it was directly destroyed.
The gambler's heart is bleeding.
For a moment, he had forgotten who Tang Xiaobao was.
He just wanted to fight hard.
ah!
With a scream, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes began to become bloodshot.
"Go to hell, I'll fight you!"
He had lost his mind and rushed towards Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao was dumbfounded.
What rhythm is this?
Do gangsters fight?
He doesn't have the demeanor that an Immortal Emperor should have at all.
Wouldn’t it just ruin two dice for you?
Unbearable?
Tang Xiaobao dodged and said: "Hey, hey, hey, old man, isn't it just a matter of two dices? I'll just pay you back later. There's no need to fight hard. It's easy for me to hurt you if you act like this. You have flaws all over your body."
Ah, word has spread that I bully old people, which damages my reputation..."
puff……
The gambling saint spurted blood again.
He was so angry that he vomited blood.
What is this thing about two dice?
Well, it is indeed.
But is this a matter of two dice? This is not an ordinary dice. Can you afford to pay? You, this is my magic weapon, okay? It’s my lifeblood.
Also, bullying the elderly?
Am I old?
He was so angry.
For a moment, fist marks were tumbling in the sky, and the fist marks were vertical and horizontal.
Needless to say, the power of a strong Immortal Emperor Realm person is extremely powerful once he puts all his efforts into it.
It was absolutely dark and earth-shattering.
It may not look good, but its power is unparalleled.
Tang Xiaobao dodged left and right, while chatting with the gambling sage like Tang Monk, but he became more playful, took out a machine gun from the ring, and fired at random.
Hey?
Can't break the defense?
It doesn't matter, I'll change it to the same one.
He took out his flamethrower and opened fire.
Alas, fire can't break the defense?
It doesn't matter, I have a bazooka!
In the sky, there was a loud sound of gunfire and the roar of artillery.
This is like a war.
There was continuous artillery fire.
Unfortunately, for the gambling saint in the Immortal Emperor Realm, this is nothing more than scratching an itch.
No, it's not even scratching.
But it's really annoying.
All the clothes on his body were burned, and he looked very embarrassed. However, he was not injured at all, but he just felt very aggrieved and aggrieved.
He really wanted to cry.
It's so shameless...
You are really bullying the old man.
After playing for a long time, Tang Xiaobao got tired of it, so he took the time to punch the Gambling Saint and flew him away.
boom!
Gambler was completely in mid-air when he was kicked down by Tang Xiaobao.
He was smashed into the yellow sand.
A dark hole appeared on the ground.
I don’t know how deep into the ground the gambling saint was hit.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Tang Xiaobao stood at the entrance of the cave and shouted down.
"Ah, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"
Deep underground, there was a shrill roar.
Rumble!
Yellow sand rose into the sky, and the Gambler rushed out from the ground.
Soaring into the sky, it brought up a tornado, and the surrounding yellow sand was sucked in, turning into a giant yellow sand dragon.
The giant dragon pounced towards Tang Xiaobao, and the Gambling Saint was hidden in it.
A sword light shot out from it.
Tang Xiaobao took out a stick from the ring. It was the same stick that Lan Nu had used to hit the black stick before. The energy of chaos was densely covering the stick, and he whipped it hard.
The sword light was extinguished, the dragon dispersed, and the gambling saint was knocked to the ground, with countless bones broken.
He looked at Tang Xiaobao dumbfounded.
Tang Xiaobao was condescending, holding a stick in his hand and laughing.
"How's it going? Is my dog-beating club good at it? Do you want to try it again?"
"Ah, I'll fight you."
The gambling saint's disheveled hair is no longer as chic as before, and his blue robe has long been torn, like a beggar begging for food on the street.
He rushed forward again.
Tang Xiaobao's eyes shone brightly, and the stick in his hand kept falling on the gambling saint like rain.
This stick is densely covered with the energy of chaos.
It's comparable to an immortal weapon.
As the Immortal Emperor, Gambling Saint's body kept healing, but in the end it was too late, and he kept screaming in pain.
Finally, the battle is over.
The Gambling Saint was also frightened.
Scared, I woke up.
He looked at Tang Xiaobao with fear on his face and fell to his knees directly.
"Senior, spare your life!"
"Stop pretending? Don't you want me to kowtow and admit my mistake? Don't you want to accept me as your disciple? What about now? Do you still think you are qualified to be my master?"
Tang Xiaobao said with a smile.
"No, no, no, senior, please calm down. The little one has the eyes but cannot see the mountains. The little dog eyes look down on others. They don't know that the senior has come to the next level. This is all a misunderstanding. Even if I am your teacher, senior, I will be your disciple."
It's almost the same. I was wrong. Please spare my life, senior. From now on, I will only follow the lead of senior. I am a dog of senior. I will bite whoever senior asks me to bite!"
puff!
Tang Xiaobao almost fell down.
Nima, isn’t this change of attitude too fast?
Isn’t this too bottom-line?
Is this still the arrogant gambling saint from before?
Why did you really kneel down and beg for mercy, and then take the initiative to be a dog?
It really makes him wear glasses.
However, Tang Xiaobao was moved in his heart and frowned: "I heard what you mean, do you know who I am?"
Gambling Saint quickly said: "When I was in the third heaven, I heard someone mention my senior. You are the descendant of the Great God Pangu. I have always admired you, and my admiration for you is like a torrential river. Senior will definitely be able to return to you in the future.
It is a small blessing to be able to unify all the heavens and worlds and be my senior’s dog. I beg you, senior, to spare my life. I beg you, senior, to accept this old dog of mine.”
Sweat, there is no bottom line.
In order to survive, the Gambler even gave up his face.
Yes, if your life is gone, there is no point in trying to save face.
The more advanced a person is, the more fearful and frightened he will be when death comes.
After all, cultivation is hard-won.
Once you reach the Immortal Emperor Realm, your lifespan will be extremely long. It can be said that you live as long as heaven. Who wants to die?
When a person dies, everything disappears when a lamp goes out. It is better to die than live. This is the most basic truth and belief.
Even though he was so arrogant before, now he is just like a dog, begging for Tang Xiaobao's forgiveness.
Tang Xiaobao hesitated.
Should I kill him or not?
The more he hesitates, the more intense the fear he brings to the Gambling Saint.
"Master, please spare my life. It's not easy for me to practice. I can do many things for you. I can help you find out information. I can also help you earn crystal stones, magic weapons, and all the income from Kamikaze Gambling."
, it’s all yours. By the way, the Kamikaze Gambling Bureau also has a treasure house, which contains countless treasures, all of which are yours. I also have some things here, and I will give them all to the master..."
sweat……
In order to survive, the gambling saint really risked his life.