The sky was blue, the afternoon sun was still very bright, and outside the Ten Thousand Immortal Pavilion was a wide avenue, separated by miles away for the fugue monks.

There is a purple mandala city in Nuoda, and the mansions that are rented out to the iQue monks are regarded by the mortals in the city as a place where the gods live, and when the iQue monks look up at the Ten Thousand Immortals Pavilion, they feel that this is their dream.

Wanxian Pavilion is magnificently covered, and the two eaves of the unique shape are raised high, so that the whole immortal pavilion seems to spread its wings and fly away.

Above the attic, the cheers continued, and the pink, white and green beauties filled the first floor, and the magic was that there was no hidden prohibition here, and the fugue monks could listen to the faint laughter of the fugue monks for several miles, and those with strong eyes could see the faces of the girls above the attic.

It is estimated that this is the deliberate move of the Xuanling Sect and the Niyue Royal Family, so that the former fugue monks can feel the gambling wind of the Purple Mandala City.

He Qi had the VIP token of the Zhongxian Pavilion, entered the Zhongxian Pavilion, and went straight to the top floor like an old horse knowing the way.

Dragon and Tiger Monks, god-like beings in the minds of countless low-level monks.

In the eyes of the low-level monks, the dragon and tiger monks should not be angry and arrogant, and every look and action they make shows the domineering spirit of a peerless king.

However, at this time, the six or seven Dragon and Tiger Monks in this hall were all domineering, and their style was very different from the previous style of everyone in front of the low-level monks.

Among them, a fairy was the most striking, who spread her legs widely, stepped on the chair she was seated on, rolled up her sleeves, and shouted rhythmically like a shrew scolding the street.

"Kill him, kill him"

In the noisy scene, no one of her movements felt rude. Six or seven monks, all of them with loud voices, shouted one after another, and everyone watched as two fire scorpions the size of earth dogs were fighting desperately.

The sixth-order black wood scorpion is the size of a buffalo, and the fire scorpion is the size of an earth dog, just in terms of body size, it is impossible to see that the difference in strength between these two scorpions will be so big.

"Will meet good materials, chess will meet opponents!" He Qi looked inside, two fire scorpions came and went, and the four chelicerae collided like gold and iron clashing, and sparks came out.

He Qi looked at half a pillar of incense, the demon power of the two fire scorpions was almost exhausted, and they were no longer as fierce as before, and the female cultivator who looked like a shrew looked nervous, and the screams in her mouth did not stop.

This woman's face was flushed, full of sweat, sticky with a lot of hair on her face, as if it was very hot and stuffy, one water sleeve kept fanning herself, she still felt that she couldn't breathe, and ripped off the palace clothes, revealing a white chest.

It's just that everyone's eyes on the two fire scorpions were all on the two fire scorpions, and no one paid attention to her spring exposure.

"Ahh

In the duel, a fire scorpion crusted its clicerae like pincers on the opponent's back, and brown blood juice flew out, needless to say, this woman bet on this injured fire scorpion.

It is estimated that the stakes were too big, so big that she was a little beyond her ability to bear, so she felt the excitement of the fire scorpion being injured.

On the other hand, the big man who was betting on the fire scorpion on the opposite side raised his hands high, roared excitedly, and then roared, and after roaring, his scream of joy turned into an angry roar.

It turned out that the situation of the two fire scorpions fighting desperately has changed again,

The wounded fire scorpion's tail stabbed and quickly stabbed the same kind that injured it just now, and this sting, not lightly, pierced the latter's tail through.

"I'll tell my ancestors, you're scared to death of your mother!" The momentum of the female cultivator of the Dama Golden Knife soared in an instant.

The two fire scorpions fought to the last moment, and everyone here could kill the little demon insect with one finger, but it affected everyone's hearts.

"Click" the chelicerae of one fire scorpion is cut off by another fire scorpion.

With a "poof", a fire scorpion pinned the opponent to the ground.

The atmosphere reached its peak at this time, and everyone barked like mad dogs, which is the charm of gambling, which can make people crazy.

"Bell, bell, click, click"

The two fire scorpions were both defeated, one was cut into two by the opponent, and the other was smashed on the head, obviously unable to survive.

Dead, both fire scorpions are dead.

For a moment, there was a deathly silence in the hall, and the fire scorpion with a broken head and a chelicerae moved, and the silent hall sounded like thunder.

"Get up, get up, move, move!" exclaimed the Golden Knife Cultivator as she looked at the broken scorpion.

Perhaps the fire scorpion sensed her strong desire, and its two chelicerae were propped up on the ground, like a corpse, and the front half of the body was obviously propped up and crawled forward, and after this action, it really died cleanly, and there was no reaction at all.

The woman looked at the other nailed fire scorpion and stopped moving, and the last one that could move was the fire scorpion she bet on.

The woman's eyes lit up and she was ecstatic, "Win, win"

The crowd in the hall immediately divided into two factions, one smiling and some shouting bad luck.

No one cares about the life or death of the two fire scorpions, for these two low-level demon beasts, in order to complete their mission, the meaning of their existence is to fight each other to give people a lot of fun, so that the human monks can bet on who wins, and when both are defeated, see who dies.

This kind of gambling is found in the Three Realms, even among mortals.

However, mortals play cockfighting, dog fighting, cricket fighting, poverty limits the power of people's imagination, lack of food and clothing, no wife of men think that the rich son is drinking and listening to music every day to play women, in fact, in the days of lustful dogs and horses, women do not account for a large proportion, not all.

Dragon and Tiger monks play more advanced than mortals, and fighting beasts and fighting fire scorpions are one of them.

There are monks in the spiritual realm who play more cruelly than the monks in the mortal realm in gambling, and they often pick two low-level monks with comparable cultivation to fight each other for life and death, and treat this as a fun show for everyone to enjoy.

When the strength is strong, the strong begin to treat the weak as chickens, dogs, and fire scorpions, just as the rich in the mortal world use the hard labor they serve as tools at will, and the capable and useful are left behind, and the incapable, useless, and disobedient are all eliminated.

"Ten bets and nine frauds, but it's really hard to cheat the fire scorpion, let's go elsewhere and take a look. He Qi quietly exited the hall after everyone.

"Bet big and small, bet on leaving"

This huge hall was crowded, there were more than 30 people, and I heard from the Xuanling Daoist that this auction conference attracted more than 100 dragon and tiger monks, but I didn't expect that there were one-third of them here.

He Qi looked around, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes, "The dice cup made of ink silkworm jade plus the Broken God Dust Array"

The whole body of the ink silkworm jade is dark, the material is fragile, and a spiritual power of the first-level cultivator can shatter it, and it has no value for the monk, and it cannot be used to practice the Fa at all. The Broken God Dust Array will react immediately as long as there is a slight mana fluctuation.

(End of chapter)