"The bet is placed, the bet is placed!"
The tribulation-transcending monk on the high platform from the plane of the sea of clouds was a rough-looking man, shouting loudly to everyone with a stern look on his face.
Nangong Yao pulled Guo Huai and said, "Quickly go, place your bet quickly."
"Can't you just make a bet?"
Guo Huai shook his head. He didn't like gambling.
"Of course not!" Nangong Yao pursed his lips and said: "The senior here likes to gamble the most, especially when a group of people gamble with him. If you don't gamble, you are not giving him face, and he can kill him first. about you."
Guo Huai was speechless for a while: "It can still be done like this."
Everyone flew to the high platform and lined up in a long line to place their bets. Guo Huai saw that some of the monks in front were placing top-grade spiritual stones and some were placing spiritual treasures, so he also bet five top-grade spiritual stones.
The Tribulation Stage monk, who had never thought of taking the throne, frowned and said to Guo Huai with dissatisfaction: "You have just arrived, and you must have a lot of property in the ring. Why are you so stingy that you only bet five yuan?" Lingshi, you can’t do this, please add more.”
Guo Huai felt speechless in his heart, and in desperation he put in another five pieces of top-quality spiritual stones to buy the monks from the Bai family in Zhongzhou to win.
Although he knew that the Bai family monks might lose, Guo Huai was not willing to bet on the black-faced monks from the Yunhai Cultivation Plane to win. People are not ruthless and unjust creatures. They always have a kind of persistence in their hearts, that is, knowing that they cannot do anything. for it.
To a sane person, it may be that they are naive, stupid, and unable to recognize the situation.
Now the odds between the two of them have reached seven to one, and there are very few people betting on the Bai family monks in Zhongzhou.
After everyone had placed their bets, a white light flickered out from the fingers of the Tribulation Stage monk on the high platform, and the Western Zhou Dynasty Restriction was activated on the ring, forming a huge transparent light shield.
Bai Hongfei, a monk from the Bai family in Zhongzhou, took the lead.
I saw him flashing, disappearing from everyone's sight, and suddenly appearing out of thin air behind the Yunhai monk. A thick yellow light shot out from his palms, and countless long boulders surged out of the ground, creating a structure that clicked. A huge stone wall.
The dark-skinned Yunhai monk jumped into the sky with a sudden jump, and was about to jump out of the stone wall surrounding him. Bai Hongfei suddenly closed his hands, and huge stone bars flew into the air, suddenly gathering together like magnets.
This huge stone bar weighs millions of kilograms just from its appearance. With so many stone bars, it is going to squeeze the monks in Yunhai to death.
A cyan harpoon-shaped spiritual treasure suddenly appeared in the hands of the dark-skinned Yunhai monk. He waved at the boulder in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and a long thunder snake flew out.
The thunder snake flashed with lightning, and with a twitch of its huge tail, the millions of kilograms of stone bars were exploded into fragments. Under the agitation of the thunder snake, many stone bars turned into rubble and fell down in the blink of an eye. One place.
"Go!"
When Bai Hongfei saw that his Stonehenge was broken, he threw out a small and exquisite pagoda. The pagoda was covered with bells, and it swelled in the wind and turned into a huge pagoda dozens of feet tall.
The bells outside the pagoda rattled, and invisible sound waves spread across the west. The dark-skinned monk in the sea of clouds suddenly felt sleepy.
The exquisite pagoda flew to the top of the monk Yunhai's head, and the bottom emitted endless brilliance. In the dazzling brilliance, there was a tiger-headed shadow, which opened its mouth to swallow the soul of the monk Yunhai.
At this moment, monk Yunhai's harpoon spirit treasure burst out with a burst of thunder, and monk Yunhai woke up instantly. He waved the harpoon and fired a bolt of thunder that hit the Linglong Pagoda.
The exquisite pagoda rotated and emitted five colors of brilliance, blocking the lightning strike. As the light of the exquisite pagoda grew stronger, the phantom of the tiger head became more solid.
Suddenly, a white tiger with dazzling eyes emerged from the pagoda and pounced on Monk Yunhai's face. Monk Yunhai rushed out again with flying harpoons and huge thunder snakes.
A snake and a tiger were biting madly in the air. When the two were in a stalemate, the monk Yunhai threw the harpoon spirit treasure into the sky. In an instant, dozens of thunder pillars as thick as arms fell down like rain.
These dozens of thunder and lightning struck at Bai Hongfei. Bai Hongfei held up his spiritual energy shield and quickly evaded, and at the same time used a flying sword again. In an instant, dozens of sword lights danced to meet the flying thunder pillar.
The power of this thunder was so powerful that it shattered Bai Hongfei's sword light one after another with the power to destroy the world. He himself also suffered two thunderbolts. He fell from the sky with a burnt body and fell to the ground. Life or death.
The Linglong Pagoda lost its owner's control and was hit by the tail of a thunder snake in an instant. The head first hit the aura shield in the distance and fell to the ground.
The dark-skinned monk Yunhai shouted to the surroundings with a crazy look on his face: "Who else? Who else?"
His rebellious and crazy expression showed his tyranny. After looking around the Western Zhou Dynasty, he walked to Bai Hongfei with disdain. He stepped on Bai Hongfei's head with his foot and looked at the monks in the Yunlan Cultivation Plane with contempt.
He suddenly raised his foot and stepped on it.
"Bang!"
Bai Hongfei's head was like a watermelon, with red and white splashing in the west. Everyone was stunned by his actions. The monk was not afraid of death, but this insult deeply enveloped the head of monk Yun Lan, lingering for a long time. go.
At this moment, there are no longer distinctions between the Eastern Region, the Western Region, the Southern Region, the Northern Region, and the Zhongzhou. They only have one name: Yunlan Cultivation World.
A Mahayana monk from the Northern Territory had red eyes and cursed at the surrounding Fusion monks: "Where are our men from the Yunlan Immortal Realm? If you are the man, please stand up and avenge this tragic death of our fellow Taoist."
Although the surrounding monks from the Yunlan Cultivation Realm were extremely angry and clenched their fists, they all lowered their heads and remained silent, not daring to look at this Mahayana monk. They were either of low strength, or they felt that they would die if they went up. .
It is normal to be afraid and timid in the face of life and death. Many people would rather live a little longer, even if they live modestly, than go up and die.
After the Mahayana monks shouted angrily, the scene fell into an awkward silence, and the scene was completely silent.
Just then a faint voice sounded: "I'll do it!"
Nangong Yao suddenly pulled Guo Huai's sleeve and shook his head gently, meaning don't go up and die. If the sky falls, there will still be someone tall to hold him up.
Guo Huai looked at the void in the distance and raised his voice:
"My generation of monks have overcome thorns and thorns, gone through many battles and hardships, just because we have a heart to pursue the great road. If we can endure this, even if we can barely cultivate to the stage of transcending tribulation in the future, will we be able to withstand the thunder tribulation of the mortal world?"
"If monks like us don't have the determination to march forward bravely, to be firm and courageous despite the storm, and to draw our swords when encountering an enemy, we will never be able to prove the path to immortality."
Guo Huai recalled his life. Not only did he have parents, a wife and children, his own sect, and his own friends, he also had a heart that dared to take on responsibilities.
Don't say that he is powerful, and he is not afraid of this arrogant Yunhai monk. Even if he faces a monk who is more powerful than himself, he will still use his sword when encountering an enemy.
In Guo Huai's life note, he could only die standing up and never live on his knees.
As Mencius said, life is what I want, and death is what I want. You can't have both, you have to sacrifice your life for righteousness!
The rough-looking monk in the Tribulation Stage on the high platform of the Yunhai Immortal Cultivation Plane stood up, clapped his hands, and sighed in agreement: "Based on your words, even if you are defeated today, I will spare your life, I say Not alone!”
