Soul Devouring Sword Master

Outside the Youye Mountains, major forces gathered.

The five major forces present were divided into five areas, with an eye-catching flag planted in each area.

Among them, the Huangji Palace area happens to be adjacent to the Jianzong area.

At this time, in the Huangji Palace area, a middle-aged man wearing a purple gold Taoist robe was looking at the Youye Mountains, his face full of expectation and he looked very relaxed.

“I really don’t know if there are any top-grade spiritual veins in this Youye Mountain Range?”

The middle-aged man said slightly.

"Elder Huang, don't worry too much. No matter what mineral veins there are, most of the top lining must belong to our Huangji Palace. This is a rule that has never changed."

Beside, a deacon laughed and looked confident.

"Indeed, there are nearly three hundred disciples sent by our Emperor's Palace to the Youye Mountains this time. Each of them is much stronger than the other major forces. Moreover, even Luo Fei is here. If we really want to If there is any top-quality spiritual vein, he can definitely get it."

Elder Huang nodded, with a hint of a proud smile on his face.

At this point, he changed the topic and glanced at the Jianzong next to him with a sharp gaze, with a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth, "However, some sects are not very strong, and they dare to swim in this muddy water. They are really overestimating their capabilities. "

"Listen, Jian Zong sent more than 300 disciples to participate in the battle for spiritual veins this time. It is estimated that most of them will die inside. In order to drink some soup, Jian Zong is willing to sacrifice so many disciples. It is really miserable."

Elder Huang said angrily, sighing for a while.

But everyone could hear the ridicule in his words, which made Mo Wuya and others in the Jianzong area look ugly for a while.

"Originally, there were not many disciples of the Sword Sect, but now there are probably even fewer. I feel so sad for those people who joined such an incompetent sect."

"It can't be like this. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, it's normal for an incompetent person to join an incompetent sect. No, it can't be a human being. It should be an incompetent waste, haha..."

Elder Huang and the deacon beside him laughed endlessly, and their voices were not lowered at all. They spread the word freely, making Mo Wuya and others next to him turn pale.

"Damn it, Huang Jiang, do it again if you dare!"

Mo Wuya couldn't help it and roared angrily.

"What? Your disciple is incompetent and you don't allow others to do so? It turns out that incompetent people are also very fragile inside!"

Huang Jiang grinned.

"Asshole!"

Mo Wuya clenched his fists, furious, and the two deacons beside him were also extremely angry.

"What? You're not convinced. If you have the ability, take a gamble with me. Do you dare?"

Huang Jiang dismissed it.

"Why don't you dare!"

Mo Wuya said.

"Okay, then let's make a bet. This time, whether the best spiritual veins in the Youye Mountains will fall into the hands of my Huangji Palace or your Sword Sect. The bet is only twenty pieces of mystical crystals. How about it, do you dare?”

"Twenty pieces of mystical crystals?"

Hearing this, Mo Wuya frowned and hesitated.

The Mysterious Crystal can be regarded as an upgraded version of the Vientiane Crystal and is extremely expensive.

The Vientiane Crystal can assist in understanding potential and low-level artistic conceptions, while the Mysterious Crystal can specifically assist in understanding artistic conception.

A piece of Vientiane crystal is worth one hundred thousand spiritual crystals, while a Mysterious crystal is even more expensive, costing one million spiritual crystals.

Twenty yuan is equivalent to 20 million spiritual crystals. Even for an elder like Mo Wuya, it is not an amount. It is considered to be more than half of his net worth.

"I don't dare to let it go, Old Man Mo. It seems that you are indeed self-aware. You know that the people under your sect are all a bunch of losers and will definitely lose, so you don't dare to gamble. I understand, then forget it, forget it. "

After that, Huang Jiang burst into laughter.

"You fart, just bet, our Sword Sect may not lose, Huang Jiang, twenty secret crystal stones, I'll bet!"

Mo Wuya shouted, but as soon as he said it, he regretted it.

Twenty secret crystals, if he loses, he will suffer heavy losses.

But if he didn't gamble, he couldn't swallow this breath. Now he could only pray secretly in his heart that the best spiritual vein would not fall into the hands of the Huangji Palace disciples.

"Okay, that's good. Everyone is here to testify. No one is allowed to lie!"

Huang Jiang smiled and glanced around.

The other major forces had already noticed this, and naturally heard about the bet between the two, and were discussing it heatedly.

"Mo Wuya must be in trouble. He is betting on Huang Jiang. According to past practice, Huangji Palace always takes the lead in every competition for resources, while Sword Sect is always at the bottom. Mo Wuya is bound to lose. !”

"Who isn't? The elder of the Sword Sect dares to challenge Huangji Palace. He is really overestimating his abilities. We, the Blood Evil Sect, don't even dare to do this."

"Just wait, there will be something good to watch later."

Mo Wuya's face became even uglier when he heard the talk around him, but he resisted and did not have an attack, hoping in his heart that a miracle would happen.

Unconsciously, half an hour passed, and finally, a figure flew out from the Youye Mountain Range.

Uh-huh! Whoa...

Soon, these people flew over and saw that these people were dressed in golden battle robes, and they were clearly Huangji Palace disciples.

"Elder Huang, Deacon Wang!"

These Huangji Palace disciples flew to the ground and bowed respectfully.