Peerless Sword God

"Really or not? According to the odds of 1 to 10, that's one trillion, not to mention there are ten kinds of world-respected miracle medicine. This is simply crazy."

"Now I finally understand why he, the Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor, is called a monster. He actually gambled with such a huge amount of money. The key point is that he won the bet. Alas, if I had known, I would have bet on him to win and make a huge profit. It's a pity that now I say It’s too late for anything.”

These Nine Paths Divine Ancestors all regretted this, and the Nine Paths Divine Ancestors who saw Lin Chen placing bets, but chose to believe in the Black Hell Sword Ancestor, all regretted it. If they had bet one to two billion on Lin Chen, that would be too much. Can make a small fortune.

Although the Nine Paths Divine Ancestors are not short of mid-grade divine stones, they are not short of tens or tens of billions, not hundreds or hundreds of billions.

The reason why Hongguang Zen Patriarch is so happy is because he bet 5 billion mid-grade divine stones on Lin Chen's victory, and now he has made a huge profit of 50 billion, making a lot of money.

The other small group of Nine Divine Ancestors who had bet on Lin Chen to win were all smiling.

Someone commented: "Let me just say, I believe that Zen Master Hongguang is right. His vision is better than ours. Unfortunately, I only bet 2 billion at that time and can only earn a small 20 billion."

His words immediately attracted complaints from his friends, and talking about Chiyuan Mingjun, his face turned completely gloomy when Xiaohuo yelled at him.

He is the son of the Holy Spirit, a half-step genius of the Holy Spirit, and is responsible for the life and death of countless people. He is actually being asked for debts in public. Isn't this a deliberate slap in the face to embarrass him?

"That's unreasonable!"

Chiyuan Mingjun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he scolded indifferently: "You don't understand the rules! All the compensation for the gambling game is in Wanjin Tower. You have to go and get it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he walked out

Killing battlefield.

Xiaohuo laughed when he heard this and said: "Okay, Lord Chiyuan Ming, go back and collect the money as soon as possible. Don't even think about defaulting on the bill. Auntie, I will come and get it later."

The ancestors of the Nine Paths Gods of all races clicked their tongues. As expected, like father, like daughter. This Nine Sun Witch, like her cheap father, did not take Chiyuan Mingjun seriously.

Xiaohuo raised his little head proudly, his face turned into a smile as he waved his hand to urge the white-browed old man: "Referee, you haven't announced the end of the competition yet, hurry up."

"good."

The white-browed old man looked at Xiao Huo in surprise, then looked around the noisy battlefield and announced: "This competition is over, and the Nine Yang Fire Boy is the winner."

Then, he looked at the Demonic Soul Spear Ancestor who had his demonic spear thrust into his chest. With a wave of his sleeve, he took out the demonic spear and said, "Demon Soul Spear Ancestor, please temporarily use your God-killing Order. Leave it to me."

"Ahem, thank you referee."

The Demonic Soul Spear Ancestor coughed in pain, clutched his chest, stumbled to his feet, took out the God-killing Order and handed it to him, then looked at Xiao Huo and said: "Nine Sun Witch, tell me, why is my soul attack useless to you? "

"What else could be the reason? Of course it's because you are too weak." Xiaohuo snorted.

"You..." The Demonic Soul Spear Ancestor was ashamed and angry, and wanted to retort, but his pale face turned the color of pig liver, and finally he bowed his head in resignation.

Seeing this, the old man with white eyebrows said: "Nine Yang Fire Boy, this is your God-killing Order, please keep it."

Xiaohuo took it, glanced at it, put it away, turned around and flew out of the killing platform, rushed to Lin Chen and urged: "Dad, let's go to Wanjin Tower quickly. My daughter has deposited seven Emperor Heaven's top-grade spiritual fruits. This I can get seventy pieces next time, and there are also

There are 50 billion mid-grade divine stones. "

"Let's go."

Lin Chen smiled when he heard this, stood up and walked out of the killing battlefield.

Xiao Huo hurriedly followed, not forgetting to tease the Barbarian Thunder Spear Ancestor: "My father defeated the Black Prison Sword Ancestor. Don't you regret not betting on my father to win?"

Does Barbarian Thunder Spear Ancestor regret? Of course he regretted it, but he pretended to be calm and said: "I have no interest in gambling."

"Liar, who doesn't like to get rich?"

Xiaohuo didn't believe it at all, and exposed his lie unceremoniously: "You just can't believe my father. Look, now, I can't even seize the opportunity for you to make a fortune."

The Bare Thunder Spear Ancestor couldn't resist, and quickly apologized: "Okay, okay, do I regret the decision?"

"Perfunctory."

Seeing that he had given up, Xiao Huo felt bored. He turned to Lin Chen and said, "Dad, my daughter must be amazing. I think even if she is half a holy god, she can beat him to pieces."

"Okay, stop bragging. The Half-Step Holy God is not as strong as you think, but it is also not as weak as you think. You still have to practice hard in the future." Lin Chen raised his hand and gave her a bang.

The little girl immediately became honest and nodded obediently, which made the Man Thunder Spear Ancestor admire him. This girl still needs the Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor to deal with her.

"Let's go to Wanjin Tower too."

Those nine divine ancestors who had bet on Lin Chen's victory walked behind Lin Chen and the others with their credentials, all smiling because they had made a lot of money this time.

Hongguang Zen Patriarch said with a smile: "The 50 billion of the poor monk is just a small number, but one trillion of medium-grade sacred stones and ten kinds of world-class heavenly materials and earthly treasures can be called astronomical figures. Chiyuan Mingjun is The second time is to shoot yourself in the foot, right? Donor of Ten Thousand Talisman?

"

"yes."

Wanfu Dianzu reluctantly smiled and agreed, feeling more and more regretful.

If he had bet the 5 billion he had placed on the Black Prison Sword Ancestor on the Heavenly Sword God Ancestor, he would have made 50 billion.

But there are people who regret it more than him, such as the Black Prison Sword Ancestor and the Demon Soul Spear Ancestor.

The two finally came out of the killing battlefield, both seriously injured, pale, and alone. They were just like a pair of bad brothers.

As the saying goes, they are both fallen people from the end of the world. The Black Prison Sword Ancestor and the Demonic Soul Spear Ancestor looked at each other and felt that they were in the same boat.

One of them lost to Lin Chen, the other to Xiao Huo, and they were abandoned by Lord Chiyuan Ming at the same time. It will be difficult for them to gain a foothold in the ninth heaven in the future.

"Oh, that's it, that's it."

The Demon Soul Spear Ancestor sighed, and immediately said to the Black Hell Sword Ancestor: "What Lord Ming did was really chilling, but his father is the Demon Saint Tongyou, so you must not be resentful and find a way as soon as possible. Get his forgiveness."

Being ignored by Chiyuan Mingjun in public, does the Black Prison Sword Ancestor feel resentful?

Of course there is.

Just as the Demon Soul Spear Ancestor said, the Black Prison Sword Ancestor also felt that Chiyuan Mingjun was too heartless. How could he treat a meritorious minister like himself?

But the Demon Soul Spear Ancestor was right, his father was the Demon Saint Tongyou, and he, the Black Prison Sword Ancestor, could not afford to offend him, so he could only bear the pain honestly.

This made the Black Prison Sword Ancestor feel that his future was bleak, and he shook his head and said: "At this point, what else can I do? It's not like you don't know the character of Lord Ming. Once you lose your role, you will be like a piece of grass to him."

Demon Soul Spear Ancestor said meaningfully: "I do have a way, you might as well try it, if you can convince

Lord Ming, he will definitely continue to reuse you. "

"What method?" Black Prison Sword Ancestor asked quickly.

The Demonic Soul Spear Ancestor looked around, and after making sure no one was paying attention, he sent a message: "You might as well go and seek refuge with the Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor, and then..."

After telling the Black Prison Sword Ancestor the method, the Demon Soul Spear Ancestor encouraged him: "If this plan is successful, Lord Ming will definitely trust you more than before."