Chapter Ninety-One: Half Is Not Enough

Lu Yilan and Jiang Yuanfeng's faces turned pale, and at the last moment, the three of them jumped out. The secret realm passage gasped and shook sharply, and several "boom" explosions sounded, and the white light exploded, and the entire passage scattered into countless grains, submerging into the void.

Zhang Ran looked at the two of them with an apologetic expression, almost affecting Senior Sister and Jiang Yuanfeng. During the trip to the secret realm, Zhang Ran's view of Jiang Yuanfeng has changed greatly, it seems that people have to go through something to recognize themselves. Isn't the cultivation of the Tao itself the self of cultivation? Seeing that Lu Yilan was still holding Zhang Ran's hand, Jiang Yuanfeng joked with a smile, Senior Sister, you can return to your soul. Lu Yilan let go of her jade hand in shame and glared back at him.

Each released a flying spirit weapon and flew to the top of the Wanfa Sect, and the two divine senses pressed towards Zhang Ran in unison. Zhang Ran's body froze, and he was instantly freed from confinement. Yin Liu and Jin Yukun said "huh" at the same time, and the two joined forces to exert pressure, but this kid couldn't help it, no wonder he could escape the pursuit of everyone in the secret realm. This kid can't stay, if you wait for this kid to grow up and settle accounts after the autumn, where will you still have a way to live with your own sect. Desperately breaking the agreement, he also wanted to kill this son on the spot.

Hu Daolie, who was not far away, saw the actions of the two at first glance, and immediately understood the thoughts of the two, and roared loudly: "Er dare! The two shameless old things actually took action against the juniors, and they have the ability to take the old Hu!" Seeing Hu Daolie's tiger eyes, the two of them chatted and had to stop.

Hu Daolie's fierceness, that is famous. A hundred years ago, the Beast Control Sect's Yi Jin Dan fought with Hu Daolie, and the "accidental" spell deviated, killing a foundation-building disciple of the Ten Thousand Law Sect. This provoked the hornet's nest, Hu Daolie under the rage, the flying sword transformed into a thousand shadows, and six or seven disciples of the Beast Control Sect were destroyed. Hu Laozu's murderous reputation for protecting his shortcomings spread.

Yin Liu stared at Zhang Ran fiercely, boy, you wait, unwilling to retreat to the demon clan's mountain. Jin Yukun said coldly: "The surname is Hu, the disciples of the two factions are already here, dare to fight!" Hu Daolie replied: "Why don't you dare, Lao Tzu is afraid of you." Zhang Ran was speechless for a while, hundreds of years old, Hu Laozu's temperament is drier than dry firewood, just a little bit.

First, the Luoxia faction and the forbidden talisman sect gambled, and the disciples of the two factions lined up in a row, took out all the harvests in the storage bag, and piled them on the ground. The performance of the ancestors of the two factions was even more nervous than that of the disciples under them. If you lose the fight, half of the things will be taken away, which is really like digging your heart and cutting your flesh, and your pain is not painful.

Spirit wood ore and other low-cost spiritual materials of various colors were piled up, and the number was roughly the same. When the ancestor saw it, he nodded in satisfaction. There are also a lot of elixir spiritual weapons, but there are no high-quality products, and the two factions are indistinguishable. As for a bunch of cyan spirit demon peaches, the two ancestors smiled bitterly, eager to kick the disciple's buttocks, what is the use of these picks. In the end, the Luoxia Sect's five-hundred-year-old elixir won more than fifty more than the Forbidden Talisman Sect. The ancestor of the Luoxia Sect smiled and took half of the hard-earned harvest of the disciples of the Forbidden Fu Sect. The ancestor of the forbidden talisman sect had a bitter face, unlucky.

Next, there are the Cloud Sword Sect and the Heavenly Puppet Gate, the harvest of the disciples of these two factions is a level higher than that of the Luoxia Sect and the Forbidden Fu Sect. The quantity is particularly huge, and the variety is still very rich. In particular, the quality of the many spiritual artifacts and spiritual materials is so high that it is not inferior to the secret treasury of the sect. With such a harvest, even the ancestors were blushing. These bunnies must have gotten a foundation building vault. With more than a dozen high-grade spiritual weapons, the Cloud Sword Sect overwhelmed the opponent in one fell swoop. The Heavenly Puppet Ancestor's lips trembled, but he was helpless. I saw that half of what I had gained was lost in vain.

Finally, it was the turn of the Wanfa Sect and the Beast Control Sect, the thousand-year-old rivals, a gambling battle hundreds of years ago, the Wanfa Sect lost and went bankrupt, that kind of unforgettable shame, Hu Daolie still remembers it vividly. In Jin Yukun's opinion, there were originally three more disciples on his side, and he had the chance to win. When Zhang Ran and the three returned, the number of people on both sides was equal, and Jin Yukun was a little worried. However, he was quickly relieved that the overall strength of the Beast Control Sect was not bad.

Hu Daolie's old face tightened, his eyes staring nervously, hoping not to lose too ugly. No matter how strong Zhang Ran's strength is, after all, there is only one person, the vast secret space, and the best luck, anyone has unlimited possibilities. The ancestors of several sects after the gambling fight also rushed over to have fun, there was a good show to watch, and it was good to take a look at the losing side, so as to bring some comfort to yourself. Hu Daolie's eyes when he looked at these people were just one word, cheap.

Each of the two factions walked out of a monk, holding a spirit talisman and a peep plate to prepare, once the disciple finished digging out the things, he stepped forward to check it, in case the disciple hid his secrets. Of course, the objects brought by the disciples are not included.

The disciples of the Beast Control Sect came first, and they kept pulling out things, and after a while, they piled up. Jin Yukun looked at Hu Daolie proudly, as if he was waiting for him to make a fool of himself. Among them, I am afraid of thousands of spiritual materials alone, and I don't know where these guys came from. Looking at the Wanfa Sect again, everyone has gathered all the spiritual materials, plus Zhang Ran's unique one, on the whole, it is still slightly lower than the Beast Control Sect, and it can't stand the large number of people.

Wanfa Sect lost one game first, and Daolie Ancestor's face was very unsightly, and he was going to repeat the mistakes of the past. Jin Yukun's face was flushed, haha, how similar this is to hundreds of years. The ancestors of several other sects saw that this time, the Wanfa Sect was going to lose again.

The spiritual material was skipped and not mentioned, and everyone looked at the pill again, and their eyes were suddenly glued. There are no less than a thousand jade bottles, and as soon as the sealing talisman is opened, the rich medicinal fragrance cannot be refined at all if it is not at the level of a master. A unique treasure, the eyes of the ancestors are shining. Looking back at his disciples, there were a lot of unkindness in his eyes.

There are several kinds of pills, but the ancestors present can't recognize them, I'm afraid that in the Qinghuang Immortal Cultivation Realm, there is no trace, which is very rare. In this round, the Ten Thousand Laws Sect won in the pill. Both the quantity and the quality far exceeded what the Beast Control Sect had obtained.

At this point, Hu Daolie's face looks a lot better, and if he pulls back a game, it is unknown who will kill the deer. The old man's confidence rose unconsciously, and his gaze at his disciple softened a lot. Jin Yukun was emotional, how could it be, a good situation was reversed, and his eyes suddenly burned fiercely. The disciples of the Beast Control Sect didn't dare to look at the ancestor's terrifying gaze, and they drooped their heads one by one, their faces pale. When I returned to the sect, I was afraid that I would be sent away to dig spiritual mines, and I felt that my future was bleak for a while.

The disciples of the Beast Control Sect were ruthless, how dare they hide their secrets. The elixirs in the storage bags were thrown out one after another, and a full two hundred five-hundred-year-old elixirs were stacked together. An extremely strong medicinal fragrance made the ancestors present salivate. The disciples of the Beast Control Sect were still mourning just now, and one by one they actually puffed up their chests again, and looked at the disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect angrily, dare to compare. The five-hundred-year-old elixir of the Ten Thousand Law Sect was quite dwarfed, and it was missing a lot out of thin air, only one hundred and twenty plants.

Hu Daolie's head "buzzed", and when it was over, that glimmer of hope suddenly came to naught. I just tasted a little sweetness, I thought I could compete for the short and long, but I was beaten back to my original shape in an instant, and the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Jin Yukun breathed a sigh of relief, these boys are still quite angry, this gambling fight, the Beast Control Sect has won. Several other ancestors felt a pity that they fell short. With so many pills being taken away by the Beast Control Sect, this Hu Daolie is afraid that he will vomit three liters of blood. Even these outsiders are very angry, and this benefit has been taken away by your family, so that others can live.

Zhang Ran saw that the disciples of the Beast Control Sect were really lucky, and it was estimated that they had swallowed an elixir garden alone. Seeing that Hu Daolie's old face was red, Zhang Ran quietly took out two hundred elixirs. At first, everyone didn't care, no matter how much elixir there was, it would not reach five hundred years, and it would be in vain. As for the fragrance emitted by the elixir, it was more than ten times stronger than that of the five-hundred-year-old elixir. These ancestors had abrupt eyes and sniffed vigorously, this elixir was definitely not five hundred years old. Could it be that it is a thousand-year-old elixir? The ancestors are bloodthirsty in their eyes, a thousand-year-old elixir, which one of those present has seen it.

Hu Daolie shouted wildly in his heart, two hundred thousand-year-old elixirs, not only gambling and turning defeat into victory, brushing away the shame of a thousand years, but more importantly, the value to the sect is immeasurable. Tsk, how can this kid be virtuous, his luck is against the sky. A few ancestors couldn't hold back at that time, and immediately sent a message to Hu Daolie, and they were willing to buy it with spirit stones at a great price. Hu Daolie didn't think about it, so he refused, hmph, if the spirit stone can be bought, what would he send his disciples to the secret realm for. In order to prevent accidents, Hu Daolie flicked his sleeves, and a transmission note shot towards Wanfa Sect.

Jin Yukun's eyes were dripping blood, and under the grief and indignation, the powerful divine sense pressed on Zhang Ran without reservation. There was a slight shock in the sea of knowledge, and after a moment's trance, Zhang Ran came to his senses. The second divine sense attack did not form much of an advantage for Zhang Ran. How did he know what a supreme existence the black and white qi in the sea was? It's just that Zhang Ran's Yuan Shen is still in its embryonic stage, and it can't fundamentally change this unequal situation.

"Old Ghost Jin! believe it or not, Lao Tzu will abolish you now!" As soon as Hu Daolie's magic weapon flying sword came out, the earth-shattering spiritual pressure sandwiched the white flames and shot towards Jin Yukun, and the air around him hissed. Sword intent, sword intent of fire. Jin Yukun's face turned pale, and he regretted that he was not calm just now, Hu Daolie came up murderously, who could stop him.

"Stop! Senior brother!" As soon as Pei Daoyuan received the transmission, he arrived in an instant, and when he saw Hu Daolie's murderous intentions, he immediately shouted to stop. It is also a shame that Pei Daoyuan did not delay, if he was a little late, Jin Yukun would not be able to escape death. The ancestors of other sects had no one to persuade them, so they watched from the wall, let's fight, it's good to get out of someone's life.

"Senior brother, if you don't kill the old ghost Jin, it will be difficult for the junior brother to swallow this breath!" Hu Daolie's big red robe was like a flame hunting and burning.

"Okay, junior brother, you have such a temper, I'll talk about it when I go back. Pei Daoyuan looked at Jin Yukun and said, "Which side wins this gambling battle?"

Seeing Jin Yukun's desperate face and his expression turned pale, Dao Yuan chuckled and said, "Yes, this time it was my Wanfa Sect that won, junior brother quickly take it." ”

Hu Daolie's eyes were like swords, he stabbed Jin Yukun at the glance, strode over, his mind moved, took half of each item, and put it in the storage bag. After it was over, Hu Daolie grinned: "Hmph, half is not enough." "A shame before the snow, arrogant, is the best description of Hu Laozu.

Jin Yukun's face was colorless, and there was a thought churning in his heart, he must kill this kid. Whatever the means, this person has become a thorn in his heart. The second son will not die for a day, and he Jin Yukun will have a bad heart and thoughts for a day. The yin flow on the opposite hill was also shocked to learn of the abnormal situation, and his heart hated like a steel cone. Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, you can hide for a lifetime.