I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

Bai Donglin pulled out his hand and took out a piece of blue metal, which he did not know, it should be a very precious material.

"good!"

He smiled, put it in Xumi's ring, and continued to draw.

This time, the luck was not very good, and a thunderball was drawn, and it was instantly blown to pieces by lightning!

Resurrection continued to draw the lottery. In order to seize the time, Bai Donglin's hand speed became faster and faster.

It's not that every attack he draws can kill him instantly. Some poisons can't kill him instantly, but instead give him a lot of strengthening energy.

After five hundred times, Bai Donglin found that the more times he drew, the closer the ratio of reward and punishment was to one to one.

His Sumeru ring was filled with more than 200 items, and it was worth a lot of money!

When he continued to stretch his sinful hand toward the box, an accident occurred, and the lottery opening of the brass box actually closed!

"Isn't it? Are you so stingy? Can't afford to play?"

Bai Donglin raised his brows, his tone was unpleasant, don't open a casino if you can't afford it, don't be ashamed!

"Can't you have fun?"

Run the seven wounds boxing manual, burst out with all his strength, and slammed the brass box with a ruthless punch.

With such a strong punch, the box didn't even shake, leaving no trace, and even the sound of the blow was sucked in.

Shaking his head, there is no other way, he is not good at being tough and tough, and he walks to the palace with a little reluctance, turning back three steps at a time, hoping to see the lottery opening of the box open again.

The moment Bai Donglin entered the palace, the lottery opening of the brass box suddenly appeared.

At this time, treasure hunters in the jungle also appeared one after another. Although there were heavy casualties, the victory was due to the large base, and there were many people.

...

Inside the huge palace.

Bai Donglin only felt the light in front of him shaking for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in a huge colosseum.

Looking around, I found myself standing on the stand. Mei Hongying, the old man, and the monks who had come in were all nearby, but there were a few less monks and I didn't know where they were going.

"Hey, how are you, what's the situation now?"

Originally, I was engrossed in staring at the people below the Colosseum, but I was stunned when I heard the words. This familiar voice...

"You're not dead?!"

Mei Hongying widened her charming eyes and opened her mouth slightly, obviously shocked by Bai Donglin's death and resurrection.

Mei Hongying's heart was turbulent, she could be very sure that Bai Donglin was dead at the time, the soul breath dissipated, and the blood contract was automatically released. As the controller of the blood contract, she would never feel wrong.

But what's going on with this lively person in front of him? Are they twins again?

Mei Hongying took a deep look at Bai Donglin and said slowly:

"I didn't expect to underestimate you. They all say that your body cultivation vitality is tenacious, and you are Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. It really lives up to the name!"

Bai Donglin smiled slightly without explaining too much. His physique surpassed the limits of the human body, and it was normal for him to be misunderstood as a physique.

At present, he only lacks the cultivation method of physical cultivation. When he joins the sect, it is not difficult for him to soar into the sky with his current physical foundation.

"Miss Mei, at this stage, we don't need to be hostile to each other anymore. Speaking of which, we don't have any deep hatred, and I can't say that we should thank the girl for this opportunity."

"This place is so dangerous, tell me what you know, maybe you can help each other one or two, do you think?"

Of course it's fake, Bai Donglin grinned on the surface, he had already thought about killing this vicious woman if he had the chance, if he hadn't been immortal, he would have been killed by this woman, this is a revenge!

When Mei Hongying heard the words, she covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Hehe, Young Master Bai really has a big heart, and the slave family is very moved. After leaving the Shahai Jue Palace, the slave family will definitely have a good time with Master Bai.

Have an in-depth exchange. "

hehe what about your sister?

Bai Donglin smiled and nodded and said, "Miss Mei is so elegant, so of course she will wait for her. But now we should discuss how to deal with the Shahai Jue Palace. The strength is low, and I'm afraid that I will die in this Jue Palace if I'm not careful. in!"

The two people with different thoughts communicated with each other with smiles on their faces.

The monk next to him looked at Bai Donglin with disdain. He was bullied by this vicious woman and wanted to be a licking dog?

It is also because they are not strong enough to beat the old man, otherwise they will definitely fight to the death and avenge their tragic death!

Through the communication with Mei Hongying, Bai Donglin also roughly understood the current situation.

The center of the Colosseum will randomly refresh a treasure, and it will also introduce the information about the treasure. If you are interested, you can challenge it. If you succeed, you will enter the next level with the treasure. If you fail, of course you will die.

At this moment, there was a blue long sword suspended in the center of the Colosseum, staring at the sword, a message appeared in Bai Donglin's mind.

Bibo Sword, water attribute, mid-grade Lingbao.

Bai Donglin's expression changed, it turned out to be Lingbao! You must know that ordinary monks in the spiritual stage do not have spiritual treasures!

A magic weapon can only be called a spiritual treasure if it has given birth to spiritual wisdom! Each piece of spiritual treasure is unique and extremely cherished. I am afraid that even monks like Yuanshen Realm Faxiang Realm will also be moved by this Bibo Sword!

The weapons used by ordinary people in this world are generally called "mortal weapons", while the cultivation world divides magic weapons into: law, spirit, sage, Tao, and immortal.

Each is further divided into the lower, middle, upper, and fourth grades.

There are many monks in the spiritual stage who are still using magic tools, and this blue wave sword is suspended below, even Bai Donglin is moved.

It is a pity that someone has challenged it now, and the rest cannot participate in the competition.

At this time, there was a change below, and there was a ripple in the air, and a dilapidated corpse fell to the ground.

Failed!

The blue wave sword flickered for a while, and disappeared together with the monk's body.

The eyes of everyone in the stands were full of pity, and it was obvious that it was a pity for this blue wave sword.

In the center of the Colosseum, the rays of light flashed, and another treasure slowly emerged.

It was a white jade bottle with a golden round bead in it, exuding a faint golden light, and a message appeared in everyone's mind.

Dragon blood! This turned out to be a drop of dragon blood!

Although I don't know what it does, it is also an extraordinary treasure when it comes to dragons.

Bai Donglin didn't do it. Although this dragon's blood was precious, it was useless for him to hold it.

The old man next to Liu looked at Mei Hongying excitedly and said, "Miss, let this old man fetch the dragon's blood for you."

Seeing Mei Hongying's hesitant expression, the old man Liu said again: "This Colosseum has to be entered sooner or later. It was the young lady's father who rescued the old man, and the old man's life has already belonged to the Mei family!"

"Elder Liu, be careful!"

Liu old man nodded and jumped off the Colosseum, a ripple flashed in the air, and the figure disappeared.

"Miss Mei, don't worry, Liu Laoji has a natural appearance, and nothing will happen." Bai Donglin comforted him.

Mei Hongying nodded absentmindedly.

"I don't know what the role of this dragon's blood is, so Miss Mei is so fond of it."

Mei Hongying glanced at him and said slowly: "Dragon blood is very useful, it can be used for refining tools, alchemy, or taking it orally. As for the slave family's use of this dragon blood, it is not good to tell the son. "

Bai Donglin smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

After a cup of tea, there was another ripple in the air below, and the old man Liu fell out of it. He was severely injured, his breath was weak, and his right arm was broken at the root, but at least he survived!

The jade bottle suspended in the air slowly floated in front of Old Man Liu. Old Man Liu took it excitedly, jumped onto the stand, and handed the dragon's blood to Mei Hongying and said:

"Miss, your dragon blood!"

Mei Hongying took over the jade bottle with an excited expression, and quickly took out a bottle of healing elixir, and greeted old man Liu for healing.

A few monks around saw that Liu old man was seriously injured, and the dragon blood, they looked at each other with a change of expression, they were about to snatch it, and by the way, killed the woman to avenge Xuehen!

Mei Hongying noticed their movements, she turned her head and glanced at them with a stern gaze, and with her hands, she took out a blood-colored flying sword. Circling and flying.

Lingbao!

It was actually another Spirit Treasure Flying Sword. Although it was far inferior to that of the mid-grade Lingbao Bibo Sword, it was full of spirituality and was indeed a genuine Spirit Treasure!

This Meihongying is really hidden, and there is such a big killer!

The cultivators' expressions froze, showing a smile that was even uglier than crying. They retreated embarrassingly and went all the way. They didn't dare to stay with Mei Hongying at all, for fear of being cut off by Lingbao Feijian.

In this short period of time, there was another change under the Colosseum, ripples rippling, and a treasure slowly emerged, a black jade tube the size of a finger.

As the information emerged in his mind, Bai Donglin's expression changed, and his eyes showed excitement.

Supernatural power - the eye of the soul!