One Thousand One Hundred and Fifty-Two Gambling with the Night Lord The fifth update, ask for a reward!
"Bury the Celestial Gods, and envelop a magnificent, terrifying night force. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Outside the square, all the disciples of the Burial Heavenly God Clan held their breath.
And Jiang Tian looked forward to it, "Hehe, let's fight, let's fight, it's a rare show to witness the fight of super strong." ”
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"Night King, do you really want to challenge me to bury the Heavenly God Clan with your own strength! Then let me tell you, it's a big deal to burn the jade!"
Several elders of the Burial Heavenly God Clan roared angrily.
Hearing this, the Night Monarch was mysterious, and a trace of hesitation appeared in the depths of his mysterious dark gaze, "The Burial Heavenly God Clan, it is an extraterritorial great plane, one of the top ten super Heavenly God Clans, and its heritage is far away, and it cannot be underestimated. ”
Even if he relied on his powerful strength realm and the assistance of a divine throne, he didn't dare to say that once he fought against the Burial Heaven God Clan with his own strength, he would be able to retreat with his whole body.
After thinking about it for a while, the Night Lord came up with an idea, "Well, rashly starting a war with the Burial Heaven God Clan, I'm afraid it will cause criticism, let's make a bet, how about it?"
Why!
The patriarch of the Burial Heavenly God Clan buried Gu, his brows furrowed.
"The Eight Desolations Gathering, there are still two months to go, right!" Dark Night Monarch said straight to the point, "If, instead of the characters who bury the Heavenly God Clan, you can defeat the people of my Dark Night Temple, then I don't want this Dark Night Bead! ”
Hehe.
"Night Lord, the calculation is really good! Lose, I buried the Heavenly God Clan and lost the holy relics, and you lost the Night Temple, it doesn't itch or hurt" The Great Elder of the Buried Heavenly God Clan sneered.
Of course, if I lose the Night Temple, I can also bury the Celestial God Clan with one thing.
The Night King smiled confidently, as if he had a chance to win the bet of the Eight Desolations Gathering.
"Huh!" Suddenly, a figure flew in and stood in front of the patriarch of the Burial Heavenly God Clan.
"Divine Void Realm Change!" Night Monarch's eyes flickered, "Who is this?"
The moment he saw this young man in white, the "Dark Night God Seat" under his seat turned out to be violently fluctuating.
Could it be that he has a "Supreme Divine Seat" on his body?
"Jiang Tian!" Burial Heavenly God Clan Patriarch Burial Gu, puzzled, "What are you?"
"Night King, right!" Jiang Tian raised his head and looked directly at the man sitting on the throne of the Night God, "Your bet is very good." ”
I am the one who fights in place of the Burial Celestial Gods.
"I'm losing! Bury the Heavenly Gods, give you the Holy Relic Night Bead! If I win, you can give me the Night Divine Seat under you!"
Be fair.
In an instant, the heavens and the earth fell silent.
He dared to bargain with a big man like the Night King?
The disciples of the Burial Heavenly God Clan were stunned and unbelievable.
The elders of the Burial Heavenly God Clan, the patriarch of the Burial Gu, looked at each other, "What is he thinking? He has the Golden Lotus Divine Throne, the Dharma Emperor's Divine Throne, and he still needs a Divine Throne, what are he going to do?"
It is impossible for one person to control the power of two divine thrones at the same time, let alone three divine thrones?
Hahaha.
Night-kun, looking up and laughing, "Good boy, you are the first junior who dares to talk to me like this!"
Then I'll do what you want! I agreed to this bet.
"I hope that the Night Lord, don't go to the end, break your word and get fat!" Jiang Tian smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth.
You really are, audacious!" The Night Lord was furious, "I will not break my word.
I'm afraid that you will lose the burial of the Heavenly God Clan, and you will not fulfill the agreement.
Jiang Tian turned his head and looked at the patriarch of the Burial Heavenly God Clan, "Patriarch, can you tell me?"
The patriarch was silent for a long time, "Okay! ”
"Haha! Then I'll take my leave, and when the Eight Desolations gathering is over, I'll come to your clan again and ask for the Night Pearl!"
Elder Jiang Tian.
Several elders of the Burial Heavenly God Clan said in unison, "You are at the Eight Desolations Gathering, what should you do if you lose?"
Jiang Tian waved his hand, and said lightly, "I lost!
In a word, the few elders of the Burial Heavenly God Clan who were choked were silent.
The patriarch of the Heavenly God Clan buried Gu, and said in a round game, "Jiang Tian, you are the guest elder of my clan, there is no need to say so." ”
If you lose at the Eight Desolations Gathering, you can only blame me for burying the Heavenly God Clan, and your luck is not good.
"At the same time, in the Great Extraterrestrial Plane, a chaotic, desolate region. ”
But in a valley, there is a tribe that multiplies.
It would seem, the population does not exceed two or three hundred.
But everyone, whether it is an old man or a child of several years old, is full of a mysterious charm in his body.
"In a simple, crude primitive earthen house, four figures are gathering. ”
One woman, three men.
Sitting on the main seat was an old man with short black hair, with a wise eye and a reading of the vicissitudes of life.
He said in a gentle voice, "My clan, although it is, has not been involved in the world for a long time. ”
But recently, on the extraterritorial plane, there has been a little guy who claims to be a spirit witch clan.
And broke out, a lot of fame.
"I've heard about this too!" The woman in gray linen clothes, but with a graceful face and a dignified temperament, nodded, "The world believes that kid is the genius of my Spirit Witch Clan, because that little guy can summon mysterious creatures out of thin air to fight together." ”
This kind of method is the same as my clan's symbolic "summoning contract".
"It's really presumptuous! Against the name of my Spirit Witch Clan, in the world, fooling around!" A strong man was extremely angry, "Old patriarch, tell me, how to deal with it? Otherwise, I'll go and arrest that kid back." ”
No.
The Spirit Witch Clan has not been blocked since a long time ago, and now, that little guy has not caused too much turmoil, let alone tarnished the name of the Spirit Witch Clan, but has shown amazing means and power, making the world recall the terrible Spirit Witch Clan.
The old patriarch said, "Extraterritorial Great Plane, the Eight Desolations Party is about to begin! Let a junior in the clan go there, and at the Eight Desolations Party, give that little guy a wake-up call!"
By the way, let's test what the hell is going on with that kid's summoning technique.
"Okay! I'll arrange it right away!" the stout man got up and walked straight out of the earthen house.
The old patriarch pinched his fingers a few times, "Strange, no matter how I deduce that kid, there is only a fog blocking it, and I can't see the slightest trace of that kid's fate in his past and present lives." ”
If you see him in person, you may be able to find a clue.