The second gamble came out quickly, similar to the previous time, the Seven Venerables won and lost, but whether they were happy or unhappy, everyone consciously or unintentionally set their eyes on Lei Zun.

The man won and the woman lost, and the female cultivator was burned to ashes, but Lei Zun lost.

"Hehe, return to the original owner. ”

Wiping a handful of cold sweat on his head, the donkey happily took back the "money bag" and was very happy.

Thirteen Lang was very steady, and asked with interest, "Do you know why you lost?"

Although he couldn't figure it out, Lei Zun didn't bother to respond.

Objectively speaking, this gambling battle is unfair to Shisanlang, firstly, the odds are too high, and secondly, everyone can see that although the strength of the second cultivator is comparable, the male cultivator is obviously more experienced in fighting, and the victory may be on the greater side. And the robe that was gambled by Thirteen Lang is not a precious treasure, although it also has some defensive effects, it is mainly good-looking. Of course, in order for the male cultivator to defeat her or burn her clothes, he first needs to break through the outer layer of protection, and if the strength is not good, it is okay to make paper.

Considering that the male cultivator has a slight advantage, if the female cultivator wants to win, she may need to rely on other forces, such as the natural side of the woman who is easy to pity, such as the clothes that are not leaked out of spring, but if the opponent hesitates slightly, she will have a chance to win in defeat.

The fire of the monk, the steel can also be burned to ashes, not to mention a magic weapon is not a piece of clothing, considering these factors, when Lei Zun made a bet, although the other Venerables were embarrassed to follow, they were actually a little envious in their hearts.

Hundreds of millions of spirit stones are enough to support a large sect for a long time, and Thirteen Lang is afraid that he will go bankrupt.

The process was beyond everyone's expectations, and the nun was about to be naked. She actually changed her clothes!

Her movements are fast and skillful, but it's a battle! It's a fight, it's life and death, it's a game!

Seeing this scene, the six Venerables shook their heads one after another, thinking in their hearts that if this woman was his own disciple, she would have to admonish her. Of course, Lei Zun was not in the mood, silently thinking about the cause of defeat on the side, or in a daze.

Lei Zun was indifferent and didn't seem to care about winning or losing, which did not prevent Thirteen Lang from enjoying himself. Patiently explained: "Woman. Clothes are more important than life, and a fight is nothing. ”

At this point, everyone can see the reason, before the blind venerable coldly thought that the woman would use mercy to win. couldn't help but say with some resentment: "Since the woman's heart is like this." Sir, of course, is clever. But there is a suspicion of fraud. ”

Shisanlang shook his head again and again and said, "Everyone, please look over there." ”

Do what?

With doubts, the Venerable looked in the direction of Shisanlang's finger. I saw Huo Linglong looking curiously at this side, and waved his hand at the big ash.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey"

The donkey wanted to wag its tail beautifully, but twisted its ass on the spot before remembering that he was now human.

"Idiot!" the fire girl still looked much older than before, but her temper did not change, and her mouth was clearly scolding the donkey.

What do you mean? The seven Venerable Beings here were all at a loss, thinking to themselves, should they just let us look at this?

"That girl fights a lot, clothes or something, hehe"

Shisanlang was embarrassed to really talk about it, and explained in circles: "The female man is crazy, this gamble still depends on luck." ”

"Yes, yes, luck, luck!" the donkey quickly agreed.

Is it luck? The Venerable Ones thought to themselves and reminded themselves not to fall for this thief.

"Come on, come on, the next one is about to start, let's continue!"

Shisanlang beckoned everyone to continue to open, and his spirit became more and more high.

"There are also high payouts this time, come with the guts!"

At the end of the three battles, the six venerables raised the bets again, and the results were both losses and wins, and Lei Zun still bet high and lost another 10 million.

Both of them are male cultivators, and Shisanlang no longer talks about clothes, but instead designs another kind of high compensation: no one on both sides of the bet or fight is broken.

There must be information to open a bet, because the six Venerables are all concerned with the overall situation, and it is easy to find out the examples of all the students who participated in the competition. In this battle, one of the students has a double cultivation of the Dharma body, and he has previously had the experience of punching his opponent in the face three times.

He only fought four fights in total, and because he lost to the student who was about to participate in the final battle, he was unable to perform his face-breaking stunt.

"I also practice my body, and I know that warriors like to slap their faces. ”

When the question came out, Shisanlang looked at Lei Zun and said, "One pays ten, who will slap me in the face." ”

Lei Zun didn't say a word, and directly threw out a bag of spirit stones.

And then lose.

It must be admitted that before the fight, although he knew that Thirteen Lang had a small abacus in his heart, the rest of the Venerables still felt that Lei Zun had a better chance of winning. The reason is simple, it is very common to get injured in battle, especially if someone is a fighter, and it is important to note that the bet says that no one will break the phase, which means that neither side is exempt, and as long as someone has a face damaged, Jushiro will lose the game.

The results came out, and the two fighting students seemed to have made an appointment, cherishing their not handsome faces, and ended the battle unscathed.

"Luck, luck, danger, danger" With a large amount of money, the donkey smiled from ear to ear, not that he needed spirit stones, the key was to feel good.

"Is this also luck?" Fire Venerable couldn't help but ask.

"Of course. ”

Thirteen Lang was afraid that others would not believe him, so he replied categorically.

"Come again!"

In the fourth game, the situation of the six statues was roughly the same, and the focus was still on Lei Zun.

The two on the field are very distinctive, one is good at controlling ghosts and souls, and the other specializes in spells to hurt people invisibly, and they have almost killed their opponents twice before.

This kind of competition is often a fierce process, but there are not many places to see; in terms of gambling alone, there is very little room for problems, and high losses are even more difficult.

After reading the information provided by Huozun, Thirteen Lang sighed and said, "It's not interesting, just bet on the outcome of the game." ”

Crazy Zun was straight-hearted and asked first: "It's not good to come up with the question?"

Shisanlang shook his head and said, "The topic is simple, but I don't like them, and I'm in a bad mood." ”

The six Venerables laughed secretly. When he wanted to speak, Lei Zun suddenly interjected.

"I'll do it. ”

"Okay. ”

Shisanlang seemed to be waiting for this sentence and said, "No matter what others do, I will definitely support it." ”

Lei Zun said lightly: "One side must die in this battle, if not, one will pay ten." ”

Ho! Liu Zun took another breath of cold air.

Fighting the dead is fair, and it is not worth making a fuss about, whether it is a spell or a soul snatcher, the probability of death is very high, let alone unusual. But this is not the case today. After the eyebrow master came to power. thought that it was too worthless to fight to death, and changed the rules slightly.

"The supervisor has independent power, and if it is judged that someone will be killed by the opponent's means, he can intervene to terminate the fight. Directly lose. ”

Among the students who participated in the competition. The highest cultivation is no more than a fake baby. Today's superintendent is a black-faced god, an old god, and such a huge gap, as long as the black-faced god moves his mind. The fight will be terminated halfway through. In terms of mind, this grand event is grand, although the eyebrow master is not good at interfering with the supervision of the driving authority, he has also intentionally or unintentionally reminded the black-faced god to grasp the proportion stricter, and would rather make people feel fake, but also try his best to reflect the harmonious side. In this way, although the students have encountered a lot of dangers, they have all been in danger, and no one has died so far.

The two students in this competition, because of their methods, each had the experience of terminating the competition once. In other words, the black-faced gods know their playing style very well, and as long as they don't deliberately release water, there is basically no possibility of anything wrong.

Even if the Venerable does not carry hundreds of millions of spirit stones on his body, if the Thirteen Lang falls into a heavy bet, Lei Zun will still lose the game, and he may have to take out treasures to offset it, and lose face.

The ball was at his feet, and Shisanro didn't decide right away, narrowed his eyes and asked, "So sure, you won't make a secret move, right?"

The six Venerables shook their heads one after another, their expressions slightly angry.

Lei Zun is a noble person, how could he do such a thing? Taking a step back, the six great Venerables are all around, and it is simply ridiculous to be killed by Lei Zun's secret hand

Looking at Thirteen Lang's serious appearance, Daozun stepped forward and said, "Mr. is saying too much, Ben"

Before he finished speaking, Lei Zun waved a light curtain, enveloping all the people here, and looked around and said, "Trouble everyone, each person will make a move." ”

The six Venerables looked at each other, not knowing whether they should do what he said.

"Hurry up and help, this will make me go down big, and I will give everyone dividends if I win. ”

Others are noble-skinned, but Thirteen Lang is not polite, he also cast spells to imprison the surroundings, and also released Tianxin and dozens of spirit disgusting ants, and asked: "Black-faced God, it won't be arranged by you in advance, right?"

"Presumptuous!" the mad venerable could not listen to it anymore, and spoke angrily.

"Where are you in the Daoist Academy?"

"Huh?"

"Huh!"

Doubts sounded, doubts sounded, the Seven Venerables turned their heads one after another, and their eyes turned to their feet.

"Huh?"

"Ahh

Everyone was shocked, everyone was shocked, and the people on the major viewing platforms noticed it one after another and looked at their feet.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

Shouting and shouting, shouting and shouting, the thousands of cultivators on Ziyun Island, no matter what they were doing or where they were, they all cast their eyes to their feet......

Faintly, the rumbling sound in the depths of the earth continued one after another, like firecrackers thrown into the sea of fire in a row, like waves crashing on the shore almost without stopping, until everyone could notice the change, and their feet began to tremble slightly.

Ziyun Island, shaking.

Chuangong cliff, there is a slope.

The water of the clear river seems to be boiling.

The monks found that their bodies were restless, and no matter what kind of exercises they practiced, they seemed to have a flame hovering in their chests and abdomen, hissing, angry, shouting, and wanting to leave the sky.

The blood of the warriors seemed to boil, like a pot of boiling water, piercing their eyes and burning their hearts, and they wanted to roar and rush at the enemy chieftain and cut him with pleasure.

The purple clouds moved, the Qinghe moved, the surroundings moved, three hundred miles, eight hundred miles, thousands of miles of land stretched like waves, like a sleeping monster opened its hand and yawned greatly.

Everyone changed color, everyone changed color, but it only lasted for a moment, and before people could see the true source of the change, it had subsided.

What's going on? Everybody is asking the same questions, asking themselves, asking others, asking questions that have no answers.

"Has there been a change in Sumeru?" I don't know which elder spoke, his voice was very soft, but the effect was like a thunderbolt.

"Sumeru has changed!" The black and white two men rushed into the sky, and several elders followed closely behind them, disappearing into the sky in an instant.

"It's a bet!" Thirteen Lang shouted, slapping the bet hard

(To be continued......)