readx;? Wu Que glanced at Ren Qinglong, picked up the purple gold bowl again, and then placed the purple gold bowl in the purple area next to the umbrella on the gambling table. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Seven-grade purple gold bowl, just want to bet on my sky-covering umbrella?" Ren Qinglong shouted loudly.

"Okay, plus this divine bone!" Wu Que said, and put the divine bone in his hand into the purple gold bowl.

"It's not enough! Plus the Qiankun circle in your hand!" Ren Qinglong stretched out his hand and pointed at the Qiankun circle in Wu Que's hand.

Wu Que glanced back at Ren Feiyun and saw that he had no intention of opposing Ren Qinglong's statement, so he put the Qiankun Circle into the purple gold bowl again, and said, "Bet!"

"Ren Gongzi, then, then I'll start?" Xiao Er asked a little nervously.

"Let's go!" Ren Qinglong waved his hand.

"Twenty-six, twenty-five......" Xiao Er began to count down.

"Black fire! black fire ......" Ren Qinglong stared at the mysterious fire ding tightly and shouted loudly.

"Black fire! black fire ......" The people in the Qinglong Inn all shouted nervously together.

"Purple fire! Purple fire ......" Ren Feiyun and the others couldn't help but shout.

Xiao Er had to raise the voice of the countdown: "Ten, nine......"

The mysterious and faint fluctuations came out of Wu Que's body again, and everyone stared at the Mystery Fire Ding with all their attention, even Ren Feiyun didn't notice this fluctuation.

In Xiao Er's countdown, this mysterious fluctuation swept past the Mystery Fire Ding.

"Hey, it can still resist? Haha, it recognizes me!" Wu Que knew the sea, echoing with a strange laugh that swallowed light.

The countdown to the "five, four...... "black fire" and "purple fire" was shaking the earth-shattering shouts of "black fire" and "purple fire" soon.

The mystery fire on the gambling table suddenly shook slightly.

"Old man riding a bull, you have a trace of residual thoughts, and you also want to fight with me!" Swallowing Light roared angrily, and suddenly flashed in Wu Quezhihai.

A circle of strong black ripples flashed out of Wu Que's body, spread rapidly, and after passing the Qinglong Inn, he rushed into the distance.

At this time, Xiao Er had just finished counting down to "two" and was opening his mouth to count out the last "one".

As the black ripples swept over his body, Xiao Er's anchor of the sea of knowledge was like a rotten wood in the huge waves, constantly tumbling and shaking in the sea of knowledge, and then Xiao Er's eyes rolled and slowly fell to the ground.

The other people with lower cultivation in the Qinglong Inn all fell to the ground one after another, just like Xiao Er, and some people with slightly higher cultivation subconsciously hugged their heads tightly and let out a painful wail.

Those who can barely stay still are only Ren Feiyun and a few other masters, among them, Ren Qingluan and Ren Qinglong are also among them, it seems that the genius of the Divine Furnace Sect is well-deserved.

At this moment, a shining light suddenly rushed out of the small hole on the top of the Mystery Fire Ding.

This light is neither black nor purple, but white.

After this white light rushed out of the Mystery Fire Ding, it flickered in the air, and suddenly pierced Wu Que's forehead, and disappeared in a flash.

A white lightning bolt swept through the vast sea of Wu Que and kept circling.

In Wu Quezhihai, he shone and roared in the sea of swallowing light, and saw that the remnants of the old man riding the bull were not suppressed by himself at all, but instead rushed into the sea of Wu Quezhi, shining and hovering above him, and suddenly jumped like thunder, and with a roll, he was about to sweep away towards this white lightning.

Wu Que's mind moved, and the faint smoke ring around the flame quickly expanded with his thoughts, encompassing the white remnant lightning.

Swallowing Light saw Wu Que's faint smoke ring coming towards him, and suddenly quickly retreated, returning to the edge of Wu Que's sea of knowledge.

A gentle and unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in Wu Quezhihai: "You, finally appeared!"

Wu Que was stunned for a moment: Who is talking here? Is it this white remnant of the old man riding the bull?"

"Who are you, are you talking to me?" Wu Que asked "loudly"

"If you can get to the point where you see me for real, you'll know who I am. As a reward for your presence here, I give you this thought. Go hard, fellow Daoist, I'm where you're supposed to be, waiting for you!"

Then the white remnant thought flashed and pierced into Wu Que's Sanyang anchor.

As if being pierced by a spear, the sharp pain suddenly hit, Wu Que subconsciously raised his head and let out a terrible howl: "Ah!"

But then, the "spear" that pierced his body suddenly turned into a melt-in-the-mouth nephrite liquid, quickly penetrating into every cell of his body and merging with him.

After the fusion of Bai Remnant Nian and Wu Que Sanyang Anchor, the three small beads of Sanyang Anchor quickly grew in size and grew into the size of an egg.

An indescribable feeling of comfort spread all over Wu Que's body, and he couldn't help but raise his head and shout: "It's so delicious!"

Ren Feiyun, Ren Qinglong and the others all looked at Wu Que stupidly, and subconsciously thought: "It's so delicious? What is so delicious? Could it be that he ate the white light that rushed out of the mystery fire tripod?"

Ren Feiyun, Ren Qinglong and the others suddenly came to their senses, and they all turned their heads to look at the mystery fire on the gambling table: one of the two bet on purple, and the other on black, and now a white light is spewing out, this game, that is, a draw.

At this time, the people who fell to the ground woke up one after another, and they whispered to each other to ask what had just happened.

"This game is a draw, a heavy bet!" Ren Qinglong looked at Wu Que who was raising his head and shouting, and said loudly.

Wu Que was stunned and came back to his senses.

He looked at the Mystery Fire Ding on the gambling table, and hesitated to think: The residual thoughts in the Ding are gone, but the swallowing light is also hiding, do you want to gamble again?

"Qinglong, what happened here just now?" a voice suddenly came from outside the door of the Qinglong Inn.

Wu Que and the others looked back, only to see an old man with a high crown and a long beard standing at the door of the inn, but it was the registrar who had registered three wishful spirit weapons for Wu Que before.

"Seventh Master!" Ren Feiyun hurriedly greeted respectfully, and Ren Tianwu and the others also saluted.

When Ren Qinglong saw this old man, he also seemed quite frightened, and hurriedly replied: "Seventh old man, it's nothing. ”

"What's the matter?, why did an extremely powerful anchor wave come from you just now?" the high-crowned old man's gaze swept over everyone in the inn, his face full of doubt.

Only then did everyone remember the strange black anchor ripple just now, but where did that anchor ripple come from?

Ren Qinglong thought for a while, pointed to the Mystery Fire Ding on the gambling table, and said: "Seventh Old Man, we were playing with the Mystery Fire Ding just now, but I didn't expect that while playing, something suddenly went wrong with this Mystery Fire Ding. ”

The high-crowned old man looked at the Mystery Fire Ding on the gambling table, his face full of displeasure: "Qinglong, you steal his Ding while the ancestor is in retreat, if you break his beloved Xiao Ding, I think he understands that if he comes out of retreat, will he cancel your qualification for the Great Spiritual Weapon Competition." ”

Ren Qinglong hurriedly said, "I'll go up and put it back in the ancestor's room." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and carefully picked up the Mystery Fire Ding, preparing to walk out.

"Hey, why hasn't it breathed fire after so much time this time?" After walking a few steps, Ren Qinglong suddenly paused, looked at the Mystery Fire Ding in his hand, and muttered to himself in confusion. (To be continued.) )

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