Dongxin County, Taobao Street, Gambling Palace.

Looking at Chang Yunluo, who was fearless, the hall master of the Gambling Treasure Hall felt an inexplicable palpitation, which made him a little afraid to act rashly.

"Boy, let's go, we won't interfere with the river water in the future. The face of the hall master of the gambling treasure hall was cloudy, he sighed, put away the palm that seemed to be about to destroy the world, fell to the side, and said.

"Huh?" Chang Yunluo was slightly stunned, he didn't expect to calm the other party with a random move, this is too careful, right?!

His original intention was to drag the black sun for a while, so that it could collect the blood soul, and then teleport away directly in the system space after his death, but he didn't expect that the other side would not fight directly!

It's a little embarrassing for him to meow.

So what should you do at this time? Take out your treasured wine, ask him to drink some, and tell him that I'm going to take his blood soul and tell him not to be angry or something? Isn't this fucking insane?!

Just when Chang Yunluo didn't know what to do, the voice of the black sun sounded in Chang Yunluo's mind.

"That's it, host, you can withdraw. ”

"Hehe, I'll remove you big-headed ghost!" Ignoring the words of the black sun, Chang Yunluo looked at the hall master of the Gambling Treasure Hall whose eyes were breathing fire, and said secretly in his heart.

"Where did you get my blood soul?" asked the hall master of the Gambling Treasure Hall with a gloomy face. He was originally furious, but in the face of Chang Yunluo's silent expression, he instantly calmed down again.

A person who can get the blood soul away under his nose is obviously not easy to mess with. This made him dare not act rashly when he still had things to do in this place.

"If I say it's none of my business, will you believe it?" Chang Yunluo spread his hands, expressing his helplessness, and at the same time, his heart was also full of curses for the black sun.

Because, after the black sun collected the blood soul, he didn't have a trace of benefit, and even the drill used to open the big hole in the ground was not taken back by the black sun.

This time, the black sun had eaten meat, but he had never even seen the soup in Changyunluo.

"Do you think I'll believe you?" the Lord of the Gambling Hall sneered, "It seems that I need to learn your methods." ”

After that, he didn't see any movement from the hall master, but simply pushed his palm forward, and an illusory cyan palm that covered the entire hall on the first floor appeared, rolling up a wisp of fishy wind, and rushed straight to Chang Yunluo.

Chang Yunluo is not the kind of master who sits idly by, even in the face of such a situation, he has to fight to the death, because the battle identification technique must be fought before the information can be obtained, and only with information can there be black crystal coins in the account, so that there can be income.

Throwing the gourd on his waist upward, he reached out to catch it, and with a slight thought of the password, a broken sword without a blade appeared in Chang Yunluo's hand out of thin air.

Chang Yunluo held the hilt of the sword, facing the oncoming big palm, he had nowhere to dodge, so he had to collide with it head-on, without thinking too much, he took a step forward, used the strength of his whole body, and stabbed straight out.

Crash~

Like a piece of fiery iron cutting through butter, the illusory palm was simply cut open, exposing Chang Yunluo from it, without causing him a trace of damage.

"How is it possible, my spirit-level magic weapon was broken so easily, this..." At first, the hall master of the Gambling Treasure Hall was still a little incredulous, but when he saw the hilt of the Qinglian sword in Chang Yunluo's hand, his face suddenly became ecstatic.

"I've found it, I've found it! Providence, providence!"

"What's the situation, this product is so fragile, it can't even stand this blow?" Chang Yunluo looked at the somewhat crazy Gambling Treasure Hall Master, a little puzzled.

Isn't that going to destroy your moves?

Before Chang Yunluo finished complaining, the hall master of the Gambling Treasure Palace, who was still in a state of ecstasy, suddenly rushed over.

The rapid speed made Chang Yunluo have no time to react, and in an instant, the person came to Chang Yunluo's body, and his palm slapped down instantly, without much preparation, without a little strength, there should be no threat in theory, but at this moment, Chang Yunluo's heart was full of alarm.

There was no time to react, Chang Yunluo had no choice but to hold on to the hilt of Qinglian's sword, ready to die.

"Can't stop it or can't stop it?" The hall master of the Gambling Treasure Hall was also puzzled in his heart, not knowing whether the person in front of him was from the outside world or from this world. If it is said that it is a person from the outside world, it is impossible not to know the Qinglian Sword, if it is said to be from this world, how can these indigenous ants collect his blood soul?

However, the lord of the Gambling Treasure Hall thought about it, since the thing was found, even if he was an ant of this world, what if he killed it, he could escape in an instant when he got the thing, and with the scroll made by the adult, that old guy should not be able to stop him.

"Suffer death!" The hall master of the Gambling Treasure Hall had a fierce eye, and his palm was pressed down instantly, smashing Chang Yunluo's head to pieces.

"Is it so simple?" The hall master of the Gambling Treasure Hall was also very puzzled, but the person in front of him was indeed killed by him, and he was photographed, where would there be a little breath of life.

"Is it an ant of this world?" said to himself the hall master of the Gambling Treasure Palace, however, he didn't make much guesses, the most important thing now is to take the Qinglian Sword in his hand and leave here quickly.

When he stretched his hand down, ready to take the Qinglian sword hilt in Chang Yunluo's hand into his hand, something terrifying happened to him, the Qinglian sword hilt turned out to be illusory! Although it looked exactly the same as the real thing, when he touched it with his hand, he couldn't touch anything at all, as if this sword was not in this world.

Before he could react, the corpse of the person in front of him also became illusory, and a breeze blew, and it suddenly turned into bright fragments and floated away without a trace.

"Is this a doppelganger?!!!" A burst of shouts came from the mouth of the hall master, and this kind of thing was difficult for him to accept at all.

"Since that person is from the outside world, why doesn't he know Qinglian Sword?Why did he come to me, is he here to play tricks on me?" The hall master of the Gambling Treasure Hall was puzzled in his heart, and he couldn't guess the truth of the matter at all.

In his cognition, spells like the doppelganger spell were only available to some big forces, and it was impossible for the people sent out by this force not to know the Qinglian Sword.

"Don't let me find you!" said the Lord of the Gambling Treasure Hall viciously.

However, before he could finish speaking, a terrifying momentum suddenly appeared in the main hall, instantly pressing the hall master of the Gambling Treasure Hall to the ground, making him unable to move, and the bones of his whole body clicked, as if he could not withstand the pressure.

"That person turned out to be an ant of this world!" The hall master of the Gambling Treasure Palace, who felt this momentum, was slightly stunned and let out an incredible roar, because only if someone from the outside world killed the ant of this world, that old guy would do it.

However, he knew that it was too late to say this at this time, because he had already felt the killing intent of that guy.

Tear pull~

The Lord of the Gambling Hall took out a hide from his storage ring and tore it open with a tear.

At the moment of tearing, a force that was not weaker than that momentum suddenly came out, opening a hole in the space that was blocked by that momentum, and directly took the hall master of the Gambling Treasure Hall out and disappeared.

Seeing that the hall master of the Gambling Treasure Hall disappeared, the momentum was not pursued, and after sweeping this side of the world, he quickly retracted it.

At this time, in the immortal realm, in the palace of the Flame Immortal King.

The hall master of the Gambling Treasure Hall knelt in a large hall, and in front of him, in the center of the main hall, a man nearly two meters or so, wearing a fiery red metal robe, was sitting upright on a wooden chair.

"Bei Mingxuan, you're back, where is the Qinglian Sword?" The man opened his pretend eyes, and his red hair seemed to come to life, fluttering.

"Back to the Immortal King, the Qinglian Sword was held by the ants of that world, and the sinner did not take it back. The hall master of the Gambling Treasure Palace, that is, the Northern Underworld, lowered his head, organized his language, and said.

"Oh, if you don't get it back in the hands of an ant, what's the use of you? This king didn't give you a teleportation scroll to waste. The Immortal King's eyes widened, and a flame-shaped mark on his forehead flickered slightly, and the endless flames seemed to erupt from it, burning everything in the hall.

"The Immortal King is angry, that ant doesn't seem to know the origin of the Qinglian Sword, and he will definitely come to the spirit world, and when the time comes, I will catch him. Bei Mingxuan's body trembled, and he hurriedly said.

"You have the identity of that ant. The Immortal King asked when he heard Bei Mingxuan say this.

"Yes, Immortal King. Bei Mingxuan hurriedly showed Chang Yunluo's appearance and identity aura with spiritual thoughts.

"Okay, this king knows, this time you have gained a little, so I won't punish you, get out. The Immortal King closed his eyes, then waved his hand like a fly, and ignored Beimian Xuan.

An ant in the foundation period is not worth his wrath.

Seeing that the Immortal King didn't pay attention to him, Bei Mingxuan made a big salute and hurriedly walked out of the main hall. Standing at the door of the main hall, looking into the distance, his face gradually became hideous, "Boy, don't let me catch you!"

system space.

Chang Yunluo, who didn't know that he had been targeted by a person at the level of an immortal king, was holding his head and kept *.

"it, the skull hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

After a long time, Chang Yunluo, who had finally recovered his strength, received two messages from the system.

Identification Information:

The foundation building period monk Bei Ming Xuan, a human monk, a member of the North Ming family in the fairy world, has a strong cultivation talent in the way of fire, and is a rare talent.

Skill: Flame···

Hobbies: None

Support Skill: Cultivating Blood Soul···

Other: How can a madman who can only cultivate have hobbies!

(Detection degree 50%)

"Get 300 Sombra Coins!"

"Hey, the harvest wasn't bad. After Chang Yunluo received the information, he held his head, pursed his mouth, and said.

After that, he was going to look for the footprints of the black sun, and wanted to ask about the blood soul to see if he could mix the soup and drink.

However, when he looked around, he found that the entire system space had changed, and it became a bit different from the system space he had been in.

"During that time, Black Sun said that he was busy every day, is it just that he is busy with these?" Chang Yunluo muttered a little dumbfounded.