One hundred thousand spiritual crystals is an astronomical figure for those at the level of a great martial artist, or even for those at a lower level.
But for Wuzong, it was much better.
Wu Zong, known as the Grand Master, is definitely a first-class strong man in the Lie Sun Empire. He belongs to the upper class. Compared with him, the great martial arts master is far behind, so his worth is naturally extraordinary.
But one hundred thousand spiritual crystals is not a small amount after all. Even the Wuzong has to weigh it.
"Old Monster Red, what's wrong? You don't dare to gamble anymore? If you don't dare to gamble, just say so, don't be so harsh!"
Qiu Wuzhi mocked.
"Who says I don't dare to gamble anymore? Just gamble. There are so many people testifying at the scene. I hope you won't cheat."
The red-haired old man said.
"Hahaha, I'm afraid it's you who's cheating, Old Monster Red, and your Yunluo Fruit belongs to me!"
Qiu Wuzhi laughed happily.
He was 100% confident that he could win because Yang Zaitian was among the Shifang Sword Sect.
He was very aware of Yang Zaitian's strength. Yang Zaitian threatened to kill Tianyun, so Tianyun would be dead as soon as he touched Yang Zaitian.
Everyone waited quietly.
quite a while…
"Someone's out!"
someone shouted.
Sure enough, the light gate flickered, and figures appeared one after another.
Soon, dozens of young people came out, all of them disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect.
The elders of the Shifang Sword Sect, including Qiu Wuzhi, looked calm. All this was naturally expected by them.
But they didn't notice that the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect all had gloomy expressions on their faces.
They continue to focus on the light gate.
After that, the light door kept flashing, and people kept walking out of the light door.
Soon, about two hundred people came out, all of them disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, and none of them were students of Jiangxing Palace.
The faces of the red-haired old man, Hua Chi, and other elders of the royal family became increasingly ugly and gloomy.
"How is that possible? Why hasn't anyone come out yet?"
Huachi clenched his fists tightly, with a worried look in his eyes.
"Hahaha, Old Monster Red, I think you have probably wiped out the entire Star Palace. You are destined to lose. Hurry up and hand over Yunluo Guo!"
Qiu Wuzhi laughed, extremely proud.
"you…"
The red-haired old man looked ugly and gritted his teeth and said: "Qiu Wuzhi, don't get too complacent too early. The time has not come yet. No one can predict the outcome until the last moment!"
"Haha, Old Monster Red, you really know how to deceive yourself and others. Okay, let's wait and see."
Qiu Wuzhi sneered.
"Elder Qiu, we..."
At this time, a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect wanted to speak, but as soon as he said a few words, he was interrupted by Qiu Wuzhi.
Qiu Wuzhi waved his hand and said domineeringly: "Okay, you did a good job this time, thank you for your hard work, but everyone is not here yet. We will talk about counting the blood ant eggs later!"
"I…"
The young man wanted to say more, but Qiu Wuzhi's face darkened and he held back his words as soon as he glared.
At this time, the light gate shined again, and more than twenty young people appeared.
These twenty people are all from Jiangxing Palace.
The red-haired old man and others were overjoyed.
"Hmph, it's just that I was lucky and survived by hiding somewhere. But I don't know how many blood ant eggs I got. Not even one blood refining pill is enough to refine it!"
Qiu Wuzhi sneered.
The red-haired old man and others were silent. They didn't have much hope in their hearts.
As time passed, some more people appeared sparsely, all disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect.
In the end, Shifangjian sent out about 280 people.
This made Qiu Wuzhi and other members of the Shifang Sword Sect start to look ugly.
The time is almost up and the light door is about to close.
Once the light door is closed, they cannot open it. They can only wait until three years before they can open it.
But at this time, there are still so many people from the Shifang Sword Sect who have not come out.
The key thing is that of the six geniuses who understood the potential, two did not come out.
One of them is Yang Zaitian.
"I guess I was delayed by breaking into the blood ant nest!"
Qiu Wuzhi comforted himself in his heart.
"Lu Ming!"
Huachi stared straight at the light door with his eyes wide open.
Lu Ming hasn't come out yet, and he is really afraid of an accident.
Time passed slowly, and the time for the light door to close was getting closer and closer.
But no one came out.
"What's going on? What's going on?"
Qiu Wuzhi became a little anxious.
The others have just paid it back, but Yang Zaitian hasn't come out yet, how is that possible?
Buzz!
At this time, the light door flashed slightly, and two figures appeared.
Qiu Wuzhi, the red-haired old man and other elders from both sides were all staring closely.
The outlines of the two figures slowly became clearer.
"Tianyun? How is that possible!"
Qiu Wuzhi roared, it was unbelievable.
"Tianyun, it's Tianyun!"
The red-haired old man's eyes widened, and then he laughed ecstatically.
The two people coming out from behind are naturally Lu Ming and Ming Cheng.
"Damn it, this Tianyun must have found a place to hide. He didn't encounter Yang Zaitian and other disciples. Damn it!"
Qiu Wuzhi growled in his heart.
"Haha, Qiu Wuzhi, Tianyun is alive, you lose, hand over the Tianxing Mithril, don't lie!"
The red-haired old man said.
"I…"
Qiuqiu Wuzhi's face was ugly, and he really couldn't bear to part with it, but in full view of the public, he really couldn't afford to lie.
"It's all this cloud in the sky, why don't you die!"
He roared in his heart, blaming all this on Lu Ming.
But still helpless, he gritted his teeth and took out a fist-sized piece of silver metal with stars shining on it, and handed it to the red-haired old man.
This is Tianxing Mithril. The other martial arts masters looked at the red-haired old man with some envy.
"Haha, then I'm not welcome!"
The red-haired old man laughed and put it away.
Then he looked at Lu Ming. The more he looked at him, the more he found him pleasing to the eye.
"Why hasn't Yang Zaitian come out yet?"
Qiu Wuzhi stared at the light door with a gloomy face.
bump!
Suddenly, the light door vibrated violently, and then exploded with a crash, turning into dots of light rain and dissipating.
"How could this happen? Where is Yang Zaitian? Why didn't he come out?"
Qiu Wuzhi yelled.
"What happened? Why didn't Yang Zaitian come out? There are so many disciples, what happened?"
The other elders of the Shifang Sword Sect also roared and became furious.
"Senior Brother Yang Zaitian, he is dead!"
Suddenly, a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect shouted.
The whole place suddenly fell silent. Qiu Wuzhi stared at this disciple with an extremely ugly face and shouted: "What did you say? Yang Zaitian is dead? How could he die? Who in the Blood Ant Secret Realm can kill him? Even facing the mother ant,
He could escape unscathed, how could he die?"
Qiu Wuzhi roared, an extremely powerful aura erupted from his body, and stared at this disciple.
"He is really dead. Most of the brothers here have seen it."
The disciple shouted.
"Yes, elder, Yang Zaitian is really dead!"
The other disciples also nodded.
Qiu Wuzhi's face was ashen, with a terrifying light in his eyes. He stared at the former disciple and shouted: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Elder Qiu, I just wanted to say it, but you didn't let me say it."
The disciple said aggrievedly.
"you…!"
Qiu Wuzhi was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
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