Let you turn waste into treasure, but not make you the strongest sect

"I think Uncle Junior is a fool to gamble!"

"If you're not afraid, you come up and fight him!"

Ding Shaobai said angrily at Feng Yuting.

After saying that, he jumped directly off the ring and left here without looking back.

"This

..." "This guy

..." "What is he..."

Feng Yuting stood there alone, unable to speak for a long time.

Because that Ding Shaobai said well, the sword just now also made him fearful, and if he went up, nine times out of ten it would be worse than the five people just now.

He didn't dare to go up to fight in a single Jindan realm, why let people go to Ding Shaobai?

"Groove, isn't it!"

"This little bastard actually chose to surrender without a fight!"

"Is this stepping horse or not a man?"

At the same time, on the tall building in the distance, a group of old monsters also exploded when they saw this scene!

"Isn't he arrogant?"

"Isn't he very capable of pretending?"

"Let him kid just besiege with our people!"

"He said that he wanted to fight alone with people, why don't you fight now, what are you doing rolling down in the ashes?"

They laughed at Ding Shaobai one after another.

Only, just when they were laughing loudly.

Qiu Lingzi, the old monster of the Ximing Holy Land, who had always been silent

, said to them: "It's better than some sects!"

"Until now, it is not even clear who is sixth and who is tenth!"

"Old Monster Qiu, what do you mean by this?"

A group of old monsters asked Qiu Lingzi.

They are all a group of old monsters, how can they not hear the meaning of Qiu Lingzi's words.

Just poke at their sore spot.

Medicine King Valley, Xiaoyaofeng and other sect elder monsters were thunderous by his anger.

"Isn't this simple, Medicine King Gu Xiaoyaofeng, several of your sects fell from the ring at the same time..." Qiu

Lingzi was not afraid of them, they dared to ask, he dared to give them a clear answer.

Their group of sects that besieged Yu Xiaowan have already fallen to the fifth, and they don't even tell who is sixth and who is tenth!

Especially the Medicine King Valley, as the second power in the Western Regions, they had always thought that the gap between them and the Ximing Holy Land was very limited.

Ding Shaobai of his Ximing Holy Land did not make a move, at least he still held the third.

And his Medicine King Valley's disciple Yaoxing was seriously injured but he didn't even catch the fourth and fifth.

As far as their gang of goods, what qualifications do they have to mock him in the Ximing Holy Land?

Mocking Ding Shaobai?

"Or I'll give you an idea!"

"Let your five great sect disciples stand in the ring again!"

"If they are seriously injured, they don't need to fight anymore!"

"Whoever can stand at the end is the fifth!"

"Whoever falls first is the tenth..."

Qiu Lingzi continued to say to several people.

After hearing this, the Medicine Monarch Ancestor and the others cursed angrily.

"I'll stand your grandma to the end!"

"Qiu Lingzi, you old bastard, there is no end..." Is

this old guy talking about human language?

Their sect besieged Yu Xiaowan's disciples this time, and now they were all seriously injured.

The two were barely able to speak, and the three were still in a coma.

No one can move, let alone stand in the ring....

Seeing that this group of old guys was angry like this, Qiu Lingzi spared them.

However, he was also afraid at this time.

As the real person in charge of this Hundred Gates Great Biximing Holy Land.

Whether it is the selection of participating disciples, he is responsible for activating the dark sons hidden in the shadows.

If it weren't for that Ding Shaobai who liked to pretend and didn't listen to him, he besieged Yu Xiaowan with Medicine King Gu and other sect disciples!

Yu Xiaowan's sword slashed down the ring, and there must also be his Ximing Holy Land.

"Shaobai, although this kid is usually a little two!"

"But in this big right, fortunately..."

Old Man Qiu thought so.

After all, although it is a bit humiliating to surrender without a fight, it is much better than five or six people besieging a female cultivator of the same rank in someone's family, and being seriously injured by someone in one move...

"I said Elder Feng, do you give or not give this spirit stone?"

"If you really can't bear it, it's a big deal that I Su Xuan don't want this spirit stone!"

Su Xuan looked at Feng Yuting, who was holding the storage bag, and said to him with a grin.

"Give, of course give!"

"You kid doesn't go out to inquire, when did I Feng Yuting ever lose a gamble and not admit it?"

Feng Yuting said to Su Xuan, for gambling, he looked more important than life.

It's just that he is generous in his mouth, but his hand is always reluctant to let go of the storage bag.

"Then you give it to the junior, what is the matter with holding the storage bag tightly?"

Su Xuan asked him again, pulling the storage bag in his hand out, but still couldn't pull it out.

"Don't worry, don't worry, let me take another look, see if it will work again!"

Feng Yuting grabbed the storage bag vigorously and pleaded to Su Xuan.

The 1.2 billion spirit stones that were won back with great difficulty were not even hot in the storage bag, and they lost again, so that he was willing to give up for a while...

"You have seen it more than ten times, hurry up and give it to the juniors, so many people here are watching?"

Su Xuan said again to Feng Yuting.

Feng Yuting looked around, and sure enough, many people were looking at him.

I wanted to loosen the storage bag, but I was still a little reluctant, and said to Su Xuan: "Actually..." "Actually..." "Actually,

the old man saw a top-grade magic weapon Six Divine Dice at that auction!"

"It's a pity that the reserve price is more than a billion spirit stones!"

"I thought it would be enough to win another handful from you boy, but it turned out..."

"It seems that the old man and that high-grade magic weapon still have no chance after all..."

Feng Yuting said helplessly to Su Xuan.

He won so many spirit stones yesterday, and he actually wanted to stop it.

Who knew that he saw a magic weapon of Yi Fenglou's auction, and he wanted to come to Bo again.

This is the psychology of a typical rotten gambler!

Many people are because they want to make a Bo, and in the end, they lose their blood and have no return!

He was even more like this this time, originally five foundation building masters besieged a female cultivator of the same rank, and also brought so many hole cards given to them by multiple baby monsters!

As a result, even the people did not take a sword!

If he could, he wanted to kill all those useless guys....

However, when Su Xuan heard him say the top-grade magic weapon, he was a little puzzled in his heart:

"When you brought out so many treasures from the Wind Nether Sect, you still need to go to the auction to bid for a top-grade magic weapon?"

If others don't have a magic weapon, maybe it's because they can't afford it.

This old fellow fled with a large inheritance of the Wind Nether Sect.

How can there be no magic weapon?

"It's a dice, and it's probably worthless for someone who isn't a gamble!"

"But for us on the way, it is priceless!"

Feng Yuting said to Su Xuan.

"Oh..." "

There are such magical treasures in this world?"

After listening to it, Su Xuan continued to ask him, he really couldn't figure out how much of a gambling person would refine the dice into a high-grade magic weapon...