God Emperor

A scarlet bloody energy surged out of Zhang Ruochen's palm, circled around the gaming table, and impacted on the cracked war hammer. Suddenly, the hammer made a "rustling" sound.

The war hammer turned into dust and scattered all over the ground.

At the center of the war hammer, an irregular black crystal flew out and landed in Zhang Ruochen's palm.

A surprised voice sounded: "The war hammer has not been completely corroded."

"The king's holy weapon has been corroded into dust, so why is it intact? It seems to be an incredible treasure."

…

All the monks cast their eyes on the black crystal.

It was about the size of a walnut. Although it was a crystal, it was opaque and unremarkable, with no powerful aura fluctuations leaking out.

However, after Zhang Ruochen mobilized a wisp of blood evil energy and injected it into it, tyrannical dark power instantly surged out of the black crystal. Waves of air swept in all directions, knocking everyone back.

I don't know who it was, but exclaimed: "Dark Divine Crystal! It is a divine power crystal tempered by the gods who practice the way of darkness."

"The value of the divine crystal is generally ten times that of the divine stone. Darkness is the way of eternity, so the price of the dark divine crystal should be higher. In my opinion, this divine crystal can be sold for at least fifteen divine stones."

Cang Jie was resurrected with full blood. He got up from the ground and said with great joy: "What? Fifteen sacred stones are 15 billion sacred stones? Haha! Win! I win!"

"What's mine, it's all mine, don't move it... I'm talking about you, don't move it! All the chips on the gambling table are mine."

Cang Jie opened his arms and held the red crystal cards in front of him.

Seventy-seven in total.

Equivalent to 7.7 billion holy stones.

In addition to his own capital of 3 billion pieces, plus the 3 billion pieces paid to the Goddess Tower, and the 77 million pieces taken from the gambling table, he finally made a net profit of more than 1.6 billion pieces of holy stones.

The holy stone he won in one hand was equivalent to most of his wealth accumulated over hundreds of years.

Cool!

Cang Jie felt as if his holy soul was about to leave his body, and he kept laughing. With the wealth he had now, it was enough to support his cultivation to the realm of the great saint.

Thinking that his senior was still there, Cang Jie immediately walked over, bowed respectfully, and said, "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."

"Take it, go on."

Zhang Ruochen threw the Dark God Crystal over.

Cang Jie caught the dark divine crystal, a little stunned, and said in a panic: "No, no, I can't take this divine crystal. You won it, senior."

The wealth value of the Dark God Crystal is so great that it is comparable to the net worth of a great saint in the Immortal Realm. Cang Jie cannot imagine that he can own it.

A glutton could restrain his greed. Zhang Ruochen looked at him with admiration and secretly thought that maybe there were some important things that could be left to him.

"If you win, it belongs to you naturally." Zhang Ruochen said.

Cang Jie's hands trembled, thinking in his heart, a dark divine crystal, even for the great sage Qian Wenjing, is a big fortune. The senior is really worthy of being an expert, I admire him, I really admire him.

But then he thought about it, and the senior won a dark divine crystal with a casual move.

Based on the senior's eyesight, if you go around this gambling city, you will probably have a lot of sacred stones in your pocket.

Can't compare, can't compare.

"Boom."

There was an explosive noise above the casino.

There was a stone tribe monk who ran down the stairs with a bang, and the whole gambling city was shaking. His emotions boiled over and he said, "Everyone, go and watch. There's a lot of gambling going on upstairs."

"Qianchijun, what a huge gamble, why are you so excited?"

A stone tribe monk named Qian Chijun said: "It is the colorful coral tree, one of the two most important weapons in Gambling City."

"boom!"

The monks on the third floor of the casino also exploded.

Among the monks in the Holy Realm, there are not many people who like gambling.

However, most of those who like gambling have heard the rumors about the colorful coral trees in the Goddess Building.

It is said that the minimum price of the bet is a thousand sacred stones.

Without a net worth of 10,000 divine stones, I would never dare to get involved easily.

A great god under the Qianwen Realm is almost not qualified to enter the game, unless he has his own mine like Wujiang.

"Let's go take a look."

"Those who dare to participate in gambling must be big shots."

"I would rather know the true value of the colorful coral tree. I heard that if you bet on the ideal state, its value cannot be estimated with the sacred stone."

…

The first floor, the second floor, the third floor... all the monks in the casino rushed to the top of the castle, and the corridors were blocked.

Zhang Ruochen seemed very calm and not so crazy.

Cang Jie was very interested, as excited as the other monks, and said, "Senior, don't you plan to go and have a look?"

"Do you want to go?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Cang Jie said: "Of course I want to see the world."

"Then let's go and see together."

An invisible force of space surged out from Zhang Ruochen's fingertips, wrapping him and Cang Jie. In an instant, their bodies shrank and turned into two light spots, flying through the crowded corridors to the top of the castle.

Passing through the light film at the entrance, a powerful divine power fell on Zhang Ruochen and Cang Jie.

If Zhang Ruochen hadn't protected Cang Jie, the Taotie would have been crushed to the ground.

No wonder, all the monks who wanted to watch were blocked in the corridor. Because monks who are not strong enough cannot resist the divine power and cannot enter the top door.

The divine power is emanated from the colorful coral trees.

The top floor of the castle is not very spacious, about eight feet long and six feet wide. The walls in all four directions are made of special crystals. You can see most of the Jade Mountain Palace with your eyes.

In the gambling hall, apart from Zhang Ruochen and Cang Jie, there were only twenty-five monks in total, at least all of them were great saints in the Hundred Flails Realm.

The person presiding over this gambling game is the city lord of the Gambling Artifact City, Ye Xiao, a middle-aged male great sage with a hundred flail realm cultivation. He does not belong to any of the ten clans, but is a small clan from the edge of the hell realm, the Yaksha clan.

Under the ten clans, they are all small clans.

The Yasha clan has many people, and among thousands of small clans, it is considered one of the most powerful. In the extremely long past, they were one of the ten tribes.

There are nine people participating in the bet.

Zhang Ruochen glanced around and saw that six of them wanted to take advantage of the situation and bet on a thousand sacred stones.

There are actually only three people who are really gambling.

Sitting on the north side of the gambling table is a strong man from the dead race. He has an old face, sunken eyes, and an extremely deep aura of death. Even if he deliberately restrains himself, no onlookers dare to approach him.

The bet he placed has reached 140,000 divine stones.

Seeing this old man, Cang Jie's expression changed and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "The God of Gamblers."

"God?"

Zhang Ruochen looked puzzled. Although the dead man had strong cultivation, he could vaguely sense the level of cultivation, and it was obviously impossible for him to reach the divine realm.

False gods are impossible.

Cang Jie knew that it was useless to use his spiritual power to transmit messages in front of these big shots, so with awe, he whispered: "The God of Gamblers is probably the only one in the entire hell world who is not a god, but can be a god." The existence. Legend has it that he once showed his power in the main building of the Goddess Twelve Houses, and also killed everyone in the gambling city opened by the Temple of the Dead and Qiankun Yiqitang. He even won the bet against the God of Gamblers and almost never lost. Even God may not be able to match the wealth he possesses.”

For all gamblers, the God of Gamblers is the object of their worship and awe in their hearts.

"I beat the gods in a bet, it seems that I have real ability." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

Sitting on the east side of the gambling table is a monk covered in black robes. The gaseous black veil completely covers his figure and face, making it impossible to tell his gender or race.

Even the exposed hands are engraved with phantom patterns.

If you move your hand slightly, dozens of ghost images will appear.

Zhang Ruochen discovered that the black gauze on the man's body, although it was in gaseous form, was a real treasure that could isolate him from mental exploration. It seemed to have other wonderful uses.

Gaseous treasures are very rare.

With the heart of truth, Zhang Ruochen faintly sensed that this person's body was cold, less like a flesh and blood creature, and more like a stone tribe, a ghost tribe, a corpse tribe, or a bone tribe.

Sitting on the west side is Yan Zhexian.

She wears a talisman that can change her body shape and appearance. The talisman patterns are dense and mysterious. If Zhang Ruochen didn't know her and know the special aura about her body, he would not be able to see through her identity.

Behind Yan Zhexian stood two great sages with profound cultivation.

"As expected of a talented Talisman Master of the Yama Clan, he just came to the Goddess Tower and actually sent two Hundred Flail Realm Great Saints to follow him." Zhang Ruochen said.

Just follow, not protect.

Zhang Ruochen believed that given how much Yan Zhexian was favored by the Yama clan and that he was pregnant, he must be carrying a protective treasure like the God of War Belt.

"If you are pregnant, you should stay in the clan and raise your baby. Why are you running around? It's just a matter of coming to the Goddess Tower. Why didn't you see before that this Miss Yan actually likes gambling? Gambling is not good!" Zhang Ruochen frowned, I couldn't help but frown.

Cang Jie gently bumped into Zhang Ruochen with his wrist as thick as a bucket, and whispered: "Senior, do you feel that the time and space here have become a little different?"

As the controller of time and space, Zhang Ruochen still needs his reminder?

This gambling hall seems to be only eight feet long and six feet wide. In fact, if you want to go from the wall to the bottom of the gaming table, you need to walk at least two miles.

It’s the colorful coral trees that stretch the space!

The closer you get to it, the more space is stretched.

The flow of time also became very chaotic, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the time mark turned into a small stream flowing in the casino.

"Is it a time and space treasure?"

Zhang Ruochen was confused and asked Cang Jie, "What is the origin of this colorful coral tree?"

Cang Jie shook his head and said: "How can a small character like me know the origin of a treasure of this level? I just heard that it was dug out from an ancient god's tomb in Haishi Star Station."

"It is said that the master of the Hall of the Dead wanted to break its seal to see if it was an intact rare treasure. However, he gave up after learning the identity of the owner of the tomb of the ancient god!"

"Who is the owner of the Ancient God's Tomb?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Cang Jie shook his head, expressing his ignorance.

Yan Zhexian moved his eyes and said coldly: "What are you chattering about? Are you making a noise?"

Cang Jie was frightened by the cold light in Yan Zhexian's eyes and quickly hid behind Zhang Ruochen.

There is no other way. He is a holy king, and it is already remarkable that he can still speak in such a gathering of top saints.

Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands on his chest and walked slowly over with a fearless expression. He didn't care about her look at all. Instead, he walked behind her, glanced at the chips on the gambling table, and said, "You are so rich. You have bet 150,000 divine stones."

"Your Excellency, stop."

"My girl, no strangers are allowed within three feet."

The two Yama Clan Great Sages of the Baiyong Realm had sharp eyes and faced Zhang Ruochen to prevent him from approaching any further.

Zhang Ruochen raised his arms to the left and right and pressed down on them from the air.

Immediately, the two Hundred Flail Realm Great Sages maintained the posture of stretching out their hands just now, and stood still in place, as if they had turned into statues.

This move calmed everyone in the gambling hall, and no one dared to look down on him anymore.

Yan Zhexian frowned and said: "Space power? Unexpectedly, he is actually a powerful space monk. Do you want to participate in the bet?"

"I can't afford such a big gamble like yours. I'm just here to take a look." Zhang Ruochen said with a smile.

Yan Zhexian said: "That's just right. Since you are a space monk, you should have a unique judgment on the colorful coral trees. If you can help me win this round, I will give you 10,000 sacred stones as a thank you."

Upon hearing this, the "Old Man with Seven Hands", who is known as the God of Gamblers, let out a disdainful sneer.

His eyesight is so good, he has already seen Yan Zhexian's true identity. This girl, whose cultivation level is no higher than the Great Perfection of the Hundred Flails Realm, does not know the heights of the world, so she bets on the colorful coral tree.

At this moment, more than 100,000 divine stones had been bet. She was obviously not sure. She was so sick that she sought medical treatment. She even asked for help from a monk who did not dare to go to the hospital. Is there anything funnier than this?

Although the colorful coral tree is a space-time treasure, it is impossible for space monks to judge accurately without using mental power to detect it.

In the end, it all comes down to personal vision and ability.

"Ten thousand divine stones!"

Zhang Ruochen was shocked and sighed.

What a waste!

"Is it so easy for Master Fu Dao to make money? Or is it that he has a strong family background and can spend it casually?"

Even for top geniuses like Wujiang and Greedy Baby, it would be very difficult for them to come up with 10,000 divine stones. Yan Zhexian dared to claim that he would directly give away 10,000 sacred stones.

Although Zhang Ruochen is rich, he is far less heroic than her.

"If you win, will you really give me 10,000 divine stones?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Yan Zhexian said: "With my status as a girl, how can I default on my debt? However, you'd better show some skills. If I think you are useless, you can't even get a single one of the 10,000 sacred stones, let alone 10,000. "

"Then let me try."

Zhang Ruochen was very interested in the colorful coral trees and observed them carefully.

Not only observing the tree itself, but also observing the changes in space and time in the casino.

After a moment, he solemnly said: "This is not a natural time-space coral tree that has been sacrificed by humans."

Haishi Xingwu produces various time and space natural treasures, and also grows time and space coral trees, but they are very rare. The colorful ones are even more rare.

If it is a natural colorful space-time coral tree and it is alive, the price can even exceed that of the Supreme Sacred Artifact.

Even a dead colorful space-time coral tree is worth more than 100,000 sacred stones.

However, after being sacrificed and refined, its value becomes difficult to judge.

It is possible that the price is higher than that of a living colorful time-space coral tree. It is also possible that the price is lower than the dead colorful space-time coral tree.

More importantly, if it goes too long and is not properly preserved, the colorful space-time coral tree may have been corroded. It looks magnificent and crystal clear on the outside, but once it encounters the air, it instantly turns into quicksand.