When Zishu heard this, his eyes sank, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said, "Okay, I accept your gambling battle." ”

After she finished speaking, her eyebrows flashed, and a Horcrux sword and a Horcrux spear appeared in front of her.

"I'll bet with you with these two Horcruxes, and if I lose, both Horcruxes will be yours. ”

The clay figure is still angry, and Zishu thinks that he is not a good-tempered person.

The other party came over as a guest, and she entertained her with soul-nourishing soup, but she also attracted resentment.

If you want to bet, then bet, who is afraid of whom?

Yun Mengfei looked at the Horcrux sword and spear, and said with disgust: "I don't need your two Horcruxes, I want the stove you used to boil the spirit soup before." ”

She felt that her Ten Thousand Poison Ding was a priceless treasure, and the two Horcruxes that Zishu took out had no way to compare with her in value.

Her words fell, and Qiushui was unhappy.

"You Ding, Zishu doesn't need it, I still think the two Horcruxes that Zishu took out suffered a loss. ”

When Ao Xue and Mulberry Ye fought before, they attracted some young masters to come and watch.

Although they didn't get close, the distance was not too far, everyone was deaf and clear-sighted, not to mention that their voices were not small, so they could naturally hear and see.

Everyone didn't say it in their mouths, but they actually agreed with Qiushui's words in their hearts.

Horcruxes actually still depend on people, for example, people who use swords, can have a Horcrux long sword, whether it is against the enemy or for future cultivation.

Because there are spiritual patterns on the Horcruxes, if the spiritual patterns on this Horcrux happen to be the same as the artistic conception of your own cultivation, the comprehension of the artistic conception will also be twice the result with half the effort.

The Ten Thousand Poison Ding is indeed a rare treasure for those who practice poison arts.

However, there is no one here to cultivate poison except for the Yunmeng poisonous ferret who is staring at Yunmeng Feifu with a pair of angry eyes.

On the contrary, there are several young masters who practice swordsmanship.

In the eyes of these people, this Qingyan City Lord was willing to take two Horcruxes out to gamble on the battle, and he really suffered a loss.

The key is that the young master of Feifu is still not satisfied, and everyone looks at her with a little strangeness.

A flash of clarity flashed in Zishu's eyes, it turned out that he wanted to snatch the Heavenly Creation Furnace.

Since I dare to take it out openly, I am not afraid of people robbing it.

However, it is impossible to bully me on my head without paying a little price.

Zishu's eyes narrowed slightly, and as soon as her mind moved, the Horcrux sword and spear were put back, and the blue light flashed, and the Burning Heaven Creation Furnace appeared in front of her.

Zishu raised his hand to hold it, looked at Yun Mengfei on the opposite side and said, "My Burning Heaven Creation Furnace has its own space, which is much more advanced than your Ten Thousand Poison Ding.

Moreover, it's useless for me to take your Ten Thousand Poison Ding. ”

Yun Mengfei's eyes brightened when he heard that there was still his own space, and he said with some eagerness: "I am willing to add ten more foreign fruits." ”

"But I still don't really want to gamble. After all, I can only get ten strange fruits, after all, I don't have much use for the Ten Thousand Poison Ding. Zishu was a little moved, and said with some hesitation.

"Twenty strange fruits. ”

"Well, I'll think about it again. ”

Zishu's face was hesitant and excited, but he was shouting wildly in his heart, you have the ability to add to thirty.

"Thirty, Qingyan City Lord, if you refuse again, you are not worthy of the proud City Lord of the day. Yun Mengfei yelled a little irritably.

"Okay, I'll bet with you, thirty strange fruits plus ten thousand poison tripods. If I win, it's all mine. ”

"Good. "Yunmeng Feifu actually regretted it a little after shouting out thirty strange fruits.

However, it was impossible for him to lose to Tianjiao of a small tribe.

Even if she becomes the lord of Tianjiao City, it will definitely be impossible to break her magical powers.

Although she could win, thinking of Zishu's performance just now, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in the depths of her eyes.

Although I can't kill you in front of so many people, I can depose you.

Zishu didn't seem to feel her malice, turned his head and winked at Qiushui and Mulberry Leaves, and said, "You go up first, stay away." ”

"Be careful. ”

Autumn water and mulberry leaves have just flown into the air, and countless floating flakes appear out of thin air.

The fluttering floc flew with the wind, fell onto Zishu's body, and quickly burrowed into Zishu's body.

Zishu had the Burning Heaven Creation Furnace on her head, and when these seeds entered her body, her eyebrows moved slightly, and she didn't stop it, but instead released her divine sense to observe it carefully.

As soon as these seeds entered her body, they took root in her flesh and blood, and then, the vitality in her body was rapidly surging towards these seeds.

Hey, it's actually a little similar to her death law supernatural powers, but it's a little different.

Zishu didn't rush to destroy the seeds, but wrinkled his eyebrows and watched them take root and sprout in his body.

After a while, after absorbing enough vitality, a seed broke out of its body, and from Zishu's shoulder, a green willow tree grew.

"Zishu!"

Qiushui saw that Zishu had turned into a tree man, the blood on her face was fading rapidly, and she exclaimed, if it wasn't for Mulberry Leaf to stop her, she would have to fly down to help.

"Will Zishu die?"

Qiushui looked at Zishu, and another willow tree came out, tears in his eyes, and he was about to cry.

Sang Ye tensed her body, pursed her lips, and comforted: "Don't worry, the bad girl will be fine, she has the most ghost ideas, how can she die so easily." ”

When the young lords and Tianjiao City Lords who were watching the battle around saw this scene, they shook their heads one after another, feeling that this Qingyan City Lord was probably over.

The fluttering flocculent power of the young master of the flying flotsam is impossible to prevent, once it enters the body, it is only waiting for death.

They haven't heard of anyone who has been tricked into the fluttering magic and survived.

Looking at the body of the Qingyan City Lord, trees have already grown, even if the young master of Feifu stops now, I am afraid that it will be difficult to make up for the lost vitality.

Alas, it's a pity!

Yun Mengfeixu on the opposite side saw the willow tree growing on Zishu's body, the corners of her mouth curled, she felt that her seed was about to mature, and she felt a little proud in her heart.

Unexpectedly, the vitality in this person's body is so strong, and after she takes back these seeds, her longevity will definitely increase a lot.

As for Zishu who offended her on the other side, because of the loss of vitality, she won't live long, so it's not within her consideration.

Seeing that the seeds were about to ripen, they flew out of Zishu's body, and the willow trees that grew on Zishu's body suddenly dried up and died.

Yun Meng Feifu, who originally had a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, suddenly snorted, his complexion changed suddenly, he raised his hand to Zishu, and shouted in disbelief: "Impossible, how can you break my fluttering magic power?"

The law of death swept away, the seeds withered, and Zishu not only took back the vitality sucked by these seeds, but also harvested some additional vitality from these seeds.