On the stone platform, there was also a Feiyu clansman, who turned a blind eye to the strong smell of gunpowder between the two sides, and said in a deep voice: "Listen, there are no restrictions on fighting skills in the arena, any means can be used, and unless one party takes the initiative to admit defeat, I will not stop the slightest, if you don't have other objections, you can start." ”

"Wait a minute. ”

Lin Haotian spoke up, he looked at Murong Xianxian, and said gloomily: "Murong Xianxian, do you dare to gamble with me?"

"What do you want to bet on?"

When Murong Xianxian heard this, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she asked with a smile.

"Just bet on your Qingluan Baoyuan!" Lin Haotian said.

He really wanted to kill Murong Xianxian and take all her treasures. However, on the one hand, there are rules in this arena, as long as the loser admits defeat, he has no way to kill them all. And with Yin Wanru watching the battle from the sidelines, he was too evil, which would inevitably lose points among the competitors, so he was happy to show his demeanor, and with Qingluan Baoyuan as a bet, he could not only humiliate Murong Xianxian, but also turn around and offer Qingluan Baoren to Yin Wanru, this gift is ten thousand times stronger than the gifts prepared by those guys.

"Yes. ”

Murong Xianxian nodded: "If I lose, the Qingluan Treasure is naturally yours, but if you lose, you can be equivalent to the treasure?"

Lin Haotian said angrily: "How can I lose?!"

"How can you win?!"

Murong Xianxian glared at him: "You don't even understand the most basic requirements for gambling, do you?"

Lin Haotian's face was slightly red, since it was a gambling fight, it was necessary to bet on the same value, but he was bent on thinking that he would win, and he didn't think that he would lose at all, but at this time he was embarrassed.

"Lin Haotian, don't prevaricate with a bunch of spirit stones. Murong Xianxian reminded him.

"You ......"

Lin Haotian was stunned for a moment, he really wanted to use spirit stones, but when Murong Xianxian said this, it would be humiliating to use spirit stones again, and if Murong Xianxian also took back the Qingluan treasure and replaced it with a spirit stone, he couldn't say anything.

The conversation between the two people was clearly heard by people outside the venue, and there were boos for a while...... These young children from wealthy families and big forces rarely have sincere relationships, and most of them are a combination of interests. Previously, Lin Haotian fell into Murong Xianxian's illusion in the town, beating his head like a pig's head, becoming a laughing stock among the younger generation, and his competitors made fun of him about this matter, which was also one of the reasons why he was eager to find a place with Murong Xianxian.

Of course, this guy is quite pitiful to become the laughing stock of others, but Murong Xianxian will definitely not let him be satisfied because he is pitiful...... The poor man must have something to hate, and he will only step on it hard.

Hearing the discussion from the outside world, Lin Haotian's old face turned red again, he gritted his teeth, and took out a jade box from the storage ring: "I use an immortal finger bone as a bet, you should be satisfied, right?"

After speaking, he opened the jade box ...... 'boom~', an aura of ancient vicissitudes emanated from the jade box, and even the monk of the Flying Feather tribe on the side showed a shocked look on his face, and the cultivators around him were also silent, if it weren't for the prohibition around the stone platform at this time, I'm afraid someone couldn't help but rush up to see what was going on.

"Young master, I can't help it!" a member of Lin Haotian's entourage shouted loudly, hoping that he would not be hot-headed for a moment and take out this thing.

Others were also hesitant, some people had heard that Taihao Sect had obtained an immortal finger bone, but it was hard to determine whether it was true or not, but they didn't expect it to be in Lin Haotian's hands, and some of them had already flickered their eyes, pondering how to receive this treasure into their hands...... Although it is not certain that the phalanges of the immortals are immortal, the aura that emanates from them can already be sure that they are extraordinary.

On the stone platform, Murong Xian's eyes fell on the jade box...... In the jade box, there is a crystal clear, crystal-like phalange, judging from its length and thickness, it should be a tail finger, and the most surprising thing is that in that phalange, there is a golden silk thread-like substance, which is still flowing slightly.

"Could it be immortal blood?" Murong Xianxian couldn't help but feel excited.

Among the Wumen supernatural powers, there is a very remote supernatural power, which is to use the body as the basis for refining weapons. Although Murong Xianxian hoped that he would become strong as soon as possible, he was not crazy enough to use himself as a magic weapon to exercise. However, there is a chapter in which it is mentioned that it is possible to fuse oneself with a treasure bone - for example, to get a real dragon claw, which can be fused with one's palm. If successful, then this hand will have the power of that dragon claw, and if you are lucky, you may even gain some kind of magical power. If the phalanx bone in front of you is really an immortal phalange, then the golden silk thread should be immortal blood, which means that this phalanx can be fused, and if it contains some kind of magical power, it will be even better.

"Fairy Murong, do you approve of this bet?" the monk of the Flying Feather Tribe, who had already put away the shocked look on his face, asked in a deep voice.

Murong Xianxian nodded: "I guess he can't take out anything more valuable, make do with it." ”

"You ......"

Lin Haotian was half angry by Murong Xianxian's expression, and he also knew that if he really quarreled with the other party, not only would he not necessarily have the upper hand, but he would also be ridiculed, so he had to glared at Murong Xianxian angrily, as if he wanted to swallow her in one bite.

As a bet, both treasures were, of course, kept by the Flying Feather Tribe monk who was the arbiter. After the two www.btzw.com parties had no objections, he flew out of the range of the stone platform, played a spell at the stone platform, and then shouted, "Begin!"

Airplanes~

The stone platform shook slightly, and a strange change immediately occurred, and in the eyes of the two competitors on the stone platform, the surrounding space had turned into a huge arena with a radius of thousands of square meters.

In an instant, Murong Xianxian and Lin Haotian shot at the same time.

Facing an opponent whose cultivation realm was not inferior to his own, Murong Xianxian did not dare to be careless. She didn't cast an illusion...... To be honest, in the face of cultivators of the same level, the illusion magic power is not so easy to work, and there are reasons for the surprise of the success in one fell swoop before. And now the reason why Lin Haotian took the initiative to provoke was that there must be a way to deal with the illusionary supernatural powers, so she did not use the illusionary supernatural powers, but flicked her sleeves slightly, and seven colorful flying swords flew out suddenly, turning into a rainbow and circling around her body.

At the same time, a blue light flew out of her purple mansion, rose against the storm, and turned into an ancient mirror hanging above her head, and the glow of the mirror flowed, but the six golden Sanskrit characters were hidden in the glow.

It's the Great Pessimistic Mirror!

However, the breath has been subdued, and if the power is not released, no one knows that this is actually a Buddhist treasure.

On the other side, Lin Haotian pinched the magic trick in his hand, opened his mouth suddenly, and a crimson mist erupted from his mouth...... This mist condensed and surged wildly, and I don't know how he managed to collect it in his body, and in the blink of an eye, his figure was completely submerged in it, and his face could only be vaguely recognized.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Haotian's other hand wiped on the storage ring, the blood flashed, and a foot-long blood blade appeared in his palm, although this magic weapon did not emit a strange treasure light, but it exuded a breath of blood, making people feel as if they heard the whistling sound of countless ghosts coming out of the knife body in a trance, it was definitely a magic weapon of the evil sect.

He threw the blade into the air, and a cloud of blood mist poured out of the blade and enveloped it, and began to explode with a terrifying ghost cry...... After a while, the blood mist suddenly dissipated, and the blood blade turned into a giant blade more than ten meters long, across the top of Lin Haotian's head, and the thick bloody aura made people's qi and blood seem to be boiling.

After Lin Haotian finished casting the spell, he raised his eyes to look at Murong Xianxian, and his face was slightly stunned...... Although the seven flying swords were of different colors, they were not unusual, but the treasure mirror contained in the glow above her head made him murmur in his heart.

It is impossible to judge the power of a treasure based on its appearance or level alone. However, some treasures with special shapes such as mirrors, tripods, towers, and beads all have some special magical powers, and the treasure mirror on Murong Xian's head exudes a quaint atmosphere, which makes Lin Haotian feel very uncomfortable...... To be precise, he felt an inexplicable depression, which made him suddenly wary in his heart.

Although Lin Haotian grew up under the deliberate cultivation of his elders, his cultivation realm was also real. Although he was confident that his cultivation would not be taken advantage of after he had taken precautions, but in case they saw him as a magic weapon to break the illusion magic power from a friend, if Murong Xianxian really dared to repeat the old trick, he was willing to teach her a lesson.

The first strike is the strongest, although Lin Haotian was vigilant in his heart, he still did not hesitate to attack first.

With a sharp pinch of his hands, the crimson mist that enveloped his figure turned into a long rainbow and flew into the air, and then began to surge and spread, turning into a huge cloud with a radius of several acres, covering almost two-thirds of the arena.

At the same time, the huge blood blade also turned into a red light and soared into the sky, disappearing into the crimson clouds, and even the sound and breath were hidden.

"Go!"

Lin Haotian shouted, the crimson cloud moved to Murong Xianxian's head, and slowly pressed down, and there were countless figures faintly dancing in the clouds, letting out a silent roar, as if they were about to catch Murong Xianxian into the clouds, and even the Yuan Shen in Murong Xianxian's purple mansion felt a throbbing.

"I didn't expect that the dignified disciples of the Taihao Sect would also use magic weapons!"

Murong Xianxian sneered, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he didn't see any moves, the rainbow sword light beside him flashed slightly, and shot into the air, without showing weakness. RS