Fantasy One Second Billions Of Gods

The veteran Yuan Tianshi praised: "Master Chi has good eyesight, I will definitely beat you to win this game."

Chi Ye jumped excitedly: "Did you hear that? Did you hear that? Yuan Tian is as good as me and I have good eyesight. I am sure to win this game. Just look at it."

This one all depends on skill, even the Yuan Tianshi applauded the Origin Stone that Chi Ye chose.

"Chi Ye will definitely win this game. Seeing Chi Ye happy is like finding a treasure."

"Let's take a look, let's take a look. The ninth-level Origin Heaven Master of the Prince has not chosen the Origin Stone yet. It is too early to say whether it will win or lose."

"I may be optimistic about which young hero. Although the young hero looks young and immature, you can say that he won the first game because of luck, but the treasure of the store is also luck? How could there be such a clever thing?"

The prince hadn't even chosen the Origin Stone yet, and everyone started talking about who should win.

If the piece chosen by the child is the best source stone, then the prince Honghao can only use his special skills to choose the source.

The source of this bet is very fair, and all the selected source stones come from the same source pit.

Hong Hao closed his eyes, and a blue flame emanated from his palms, and suddenly his eyes also turned blue.

"This, this, what happened to the prince? Why did his eyes suddenly turn blue?"

"It seems to be a kind of magic that only high-level Yuan Tianshi has. The prince is a ninth-level Yuan Tianshi. It is normal to have such magical source-finding techniques."

"Sky Eye, isn't it like opening the Sky Eye to find the source? Isn't this invincible? What else are you looking at? Just crush the Crown Prince Honghao."

The ninth-level Yuan Tianshi is indeed different from ordinary people. Who among ordinary people has this penetrating technique?

At present, the most promising person is none other than Prince Honghao.

Soon the prince locked on a source stone.

"Shopkeeper, how much does it cost?"

"Two hundred thousand Yuan Ding."

"This is nothing."

Honghao didn't say any nonsense, he just took out 200,000 yuan and offered it.

"Isn't it just money? I asked the General Assembly to be happy with me."

As soon as Honghao said this, everyone immediately got ready.

"The prince is showing off again."

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, the prince threw out one hundred thousand source of concentration.

Everyone rushed to grab it.

Seeing everyone frantically scrambling underground like slaves, Hong Hao shouted excitedly: "Haha, there are a bunch of dogs crawling all over the ground.

The shopkeeper took the money from Honghao and said, "Master, I wish you the best."

"I'd like to lend you some good words."

Honghao took out another 50,000 Yuanding: "This money will be used as a tip for you.

The shopkeeper jumped happily, "Thank you, thank you, you are my God of Wealth!"

Compared with Chizi, Honghao is now the golden pimple in the shopkeeper's heart. He is generous, generous and never low-key.

The source stone in the hand of Prince Honghao has a milky white stone skin that penetrates the inside of the source stone. The stone skin is clean and the surface is smooth without impurities. It looks like a piece of divine source.

It's hard to tell the difference between the Prince's Source Stone and the Pure One's Source Stone. After all, they were Source Stones picked from the same Source Pit.

If the quality of the Source Stone could be determined by just looking at the appearance of the stone skin, then shopkeepers in the past generations would not have buried the Source Stone until now.

Therefore, if you really want to know the quality of the source in the source stone, you must open the source of the source, and then you can identify whether the source stone is good or bad.

Hua Yunfei shrugged, any source stone is enough for you to use for several streets.

The two collapsed and both pointed the finger at Hua Yunfei.

"If this man is not eliminated, I will only hate him. I will have to skin him for being so arrogant.

Chi Zi already hated Hua Yunfei deeply. If he hadn't still been gambling, a war would have broken out.

.........Please give me flowers...

The prince Honghao could not bear the thought that he had suffered such shame and humiliation because of the revolution.

The child secretly made a vow in his heart that after the gambling was over, no matter whether he won or lost, he would let Hua Yunfei, an ignorant kid, know how powerful he was.

There is also the remnant soul of the Lord Buddha. The remnant soul of the Lord Buddha is what Chizi has always been thinking about. He can endure Hua Yunfei again and again only because of the remnant soul of the Lord Buddha in him.

But the tragedy is that until now, Chi Zi has never seen the remnant soul of Chi Zi in Hua Yunfei.

I just heard that Hua Yunfei has the remnant soul of the Buddha in the forbidden place of the Buddhist country.

Let's give him a happy life this time, silence him directly, and then take away the remnant soul of the Buddha from him.

Everyone present knew that Hua Yunfei had the remnant soul of Lord Buddha except for him and the only one left was the monkey.

Now I don’t know where the monkey has gone.

With a look of contempt on his face, Chizi roared: "I will make you pay the price, don't be so arrogant."

Hua Yunfei didn't even look at Chizi. He walked over and picked up a source stone. He didn't regard it as gambling on the source at all, but he just needed to collect the source.

In Hua Yunfei's eyes, the innocent child was already a hanging corpse with no value at all.

The three of them have already chosen the source stones.

The underground banker took over and everyone began to place bets.

But there was a murderous look in Chizi's eyes, and murderous look on his temples, like a vicious wolf and tiger, looking at Hua Yunfei fiercely.

Now it doesn't matter what source the source stone in his hand can produce.

Yun Fei shook his feet and bit me, I will be defeated. "

These words were like a thunderbolt, like a sharp sword thrust into the innocent heart.

The child's anger value is 80% four. .