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The mouth of the bowl is thick, and the oak trees that are more than a zhang long are piled up several zhang high.

The land was desolate, even a little gloomy, and a huge bonfire burned on top of it.

On top of the bonfire, a huge iron pot was erected.

Thick black smoke swirled up from the iron pot and into the gray sky.

Zhu Yu woke up, and he found himself in such a place.

"Hey, where is this? What the hell is this place?" Zhu Yu stood up, feeling light all over, as if his bones were many times lighter than usual.

Taking a step gently, he was startled, and took a step casually, which was a few feet away.

"Where is this, is there anyone?" said Zhu Yu loudly, a little worried in his heart.

The surroundings were gloomy, and although there was a roaring bonfire, the vermilion fish did not feel warm, on the contrary, only cold air came from the bones.

This place is so eerie that it doesn't seem like a human world.

"Boom!" two strange laughs rang out.

"Boy, do you still bet?" a cold voice sounded.

Zhu Yu turned his head and saw Zhang Tong unexpectedly appear next to the bonfire at some point.

"You...... You...... Where is this? "Zhu Yu stared at him and rolled his eyes at Zhang Tong.

Lewd old man, yellow teeth, extremely difficult, eccentric, vicious mouth, narrow-minded, Zhu Yu hated this guy when he looked at it.

When he saw Zhang Tong, he realized that something was wrong.

The black bowl......

"Hey, kid. To tell you the truth, this is the ghost, you are extremely greedy, you dare to win the money of the villain Lao Zhang in my bet, Lao Tzu will send you down to this ghost, and the ghost's soul messenger will arrive later, you kid will wait to go to hell!" Zhang Tong smiled strangely, his expression was full of viciousness.

"The ghost is the middle of hell, the junction of yin and yang. You're out of the ghost. It's a dead end!" Zhang Tong said evilly.

"You...... Who the are you? Pretend to be a ghost! I don't eat this!" Zhu Yu said coldly, his thoughts moved, and the dark flying sword "Lonely Kill" was directly sacrificed.

A sword!

The sword slashed through the void and picked up the sword flowers. Only kill Zhang Tong.

Zhu Yu's "Lonely Killing" sword technique has been cultivated to the peak realm. As soon as he made a move, it was a "killing" style.

However, the strange thing is that there is no spiritual power convolution around. It didn't even make any waves.

There's no spiritual power here? It's a dead place?

His sword momentum was still strong, but he had not been able to mobilize the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth, just like the sword technique of an acquired monk. Just a few sword flowers flashed.

But even so, Zhu Yu's sword moves are still powerful.

Zhang Tong faced Zhu Yu's powerful sword momentum, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand to directly tear Zhu Yu's dense sword moves, and one hand actually grabbed Zhu Yu's sword.

"Three-legged cat, show off in front of my gambling stick Lao Zhang, you are looking for death!"

Zhu Yu only felt that the huge power was transmitted from the flying sword, and his heart was shocked, and the natal flying sword actually lost control.

The next moment, Zhang Tong grabbed Zhu Yu's neck with a big hand.

Zhu Yu only felt that his feet were light, and he was caught by Zhang Tong in the air.

The body was in the air, the smoke was billowing in front of him, and when he looked down, Zhu Yu could see clearly that there was a huge oil pot below.

The billowing black oil churned, carrying a suffocating heat wave, suffocating.

"Boy, do you still gamble? As long as you promise to spit out the money you won against me, let's gamble another round, and Lao Tzu will let you go! Otherwise, I will directly cook you in this ghost oil pot first, so that you will become a lonely soul and a wild ghost, so that the soul envoy will not be able to take your soul, and you will never be able to fall into reincarnation again. ”

Zhang Tong's face was fierce, and his obscene yellow teeth became so terrifying and weird.

Seeing this, he was annoyed and angry, like a crazy gambler who had completely lost his mind.

"You kid, don't look at who I am, the evil gambler Lao Zhang's name doesn't know, you dare to win me eighteen games in a row, let me lose hundreds of thousands of spars, you damn it!"

Zhang Tong's face was even more ugly, and he almost gritted his teeth when he spoke.

Zhu Yu was horrified.

His own cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the void.

But in front of Zhang Tong, he was completely vulnerable.

People casually stretched out their hands, like an eagle catching a chicken, and they had no power to fight back.

This Zhang Tong, what kind of realm has he cultivated?

Could this man be a longevity giant?

Even if it is a longevity giant, it will definitely not be so powerful!

Zhu Yu is not afraid in his heart that it is fake, and below is the boiling oil pot, once it is thrown down, it is estimated that there will be no bones left.

In an instant, countless thoughts passed through his mind.

The contradiction between himself and Zhang Tong is nothing more than a few gambling games, if Zhang Tong is really a high-level person, how can he fight so hard because of a few small gambling games, and even put himself to death?

A total of eighteen games, and he won eighteen games in a row?

It's a shame that this guy remembers it so clearly, even if he wins eighteen games in a row, it's just hundreds of thousands of spars.

This bit of spars, Zhu Yu doesn't pay attention to them, Zhang Tong's cultivation is so high, will he care about this spars?

He was a little incomprehensible, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

The appearance of the swarthy bowl came to his mind again, and it was still the same bowl, ordinary and mysterious, and it seemed that people could never see through it.

In order to break this bowl, Zhu Yu spent a lot of Shaoguang and made countless detection talisman arrays, which can be described as exhaustive, and almost all the people were wasted.

Can't it really be broken?

In fact, Zhang Tong and Zhu Yu can't understand it.

Zhang Tong is very well-known at the level of the strong man in the Chinese immortal world.

Zhang Tong, a vicious gambler, can't win or lose, is addicted to gambling, has the worst gambling products, but his cultivation is superb, and his temperament is extremely strange.

Like all the powerhouses from the eighteen red dust sects in the world, the evil gambler Zhang Tong has always been rolling in the red dust, and the dragon can't see the tail.

Mixed with the world. Nostalgia for the casino, often win and not lose, the game world.

This person doesn't care about the difference between good and evil, he is a good gambler, and he is addicted to gambling like his life, and some people even say that he enters the Tao with gambling.

Cultivators are at ease with themselves, go their own way, lose their bets, and kill people if they want to. Don't ask for reasons.

The bet won. is in a good mood, and he can give countless immortal fate to low-level monks at any time.

His own cultivation is extremely high, and few people know about his realm, but the Red Dust Sect is a serious second-grade sect. The status is equal to that of Chu Xianguo.

Zhang Tong is a well-known figure in the Red Dust Sect. Can cultivation be low?

Zhu Yu gambles in Anle Fang. First of all, he lost more and won less, which naturally suited Zhang Tong's spleen and stomach, and Zhang Tong did not hesitate to give Zhu Yu a little benefit. It is that after every loss, Zhu Yu can maintain a good cultivation realm.

But the problem comes from the tip of the horns of the vermilion fish.

He stared at the black bowl, he had to break it, and he insisted on winning Zhang Tong countless times.

With Zhang Tong's personality that can't be lost, Zhu Yu still doesn't anger him?

Zhu Yu is still obsessed, and he even forced himself to win Zhang Tong eighteen games, Zhang Tong is really unbearable, the whole person is going crazy, if he doesn't destroy Zhu Yu, he can hardly eliminate the hatred in his heart.

was carried by Zhang Tong in his hands, Zhu Yu faced a boiling oil pot, no matter how stupid he was, he also knew that he had encountered a difficult demon.

This old thing is so weird that I have to gamble with him, trying to spit out all my wins.

If you go with your own wishes and really let this old thing win, maybe the crisis will be resolved.

In that way, he can leave this ghost place smoothly and return to Xiling City.

But is it just a little hedron?

In recent years, Zhuyu has sat in a city of millions of people in the South China Sea, and the treasures obtained are unknown, and the spars are piled up.

200,000 spars, it's not a problem at all, Zhu Yu's cultivation at the peak of the void now, casually deducing a huge rune array, the cost of the spars is tens of thousands.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Yu wanted to promise Zhang Tong to gamble again, and obeyed this old thing.

But when he thought about it, his Taoist heart is to do his own thing, and his behavior and doing things are the word "strong", knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he prefers to go to the tiger mountains.

Cultivation is to change my life against the sky, if the sky wants to destroy me, I want to live, and the sky will be reversed, how can I succumb to Zhang Tong's temporary obscenity.

Zhang Tong is a naked threat, forcing Zhu Yu to do something against his will.

It's easy to play on the spot, start a gambling game, and lose hundreds of thousands of spars, millions of spars, and tens of millions of spars.

But this loss has broken the Dao heart from then on, and in the future, when there are thousands of difficulties on the immortal road, how can they compromises one by one?

Immortal Dao is either life or death.

The heart of the Tao is uncertain, and he will die both horizontally and vertically, but he will only survive for a while.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Yu said: "You old thing, you can cook if you want, don't talk nonsense." You are the gambler Zhang Tong, and Lao Tzu is a strong vermilion fish. If you want me to bet, I don't bet, you want me to lose, I want to win. Lao Tzu won you eighteen games in a row, and won the fall of your Anle Fang.

If you want to bet with me again, I'm going to win you and lose as pants, do you still bet with me?"

Zhang Tong grabbed the vermilion fish in his hand, and was full of pride, thinking that the vermilion fish would inevitably succumb under his obscenity.

In his life, he has encountered this situation a lot.

That is, the strong seed of Zhu Yu, forced Zhang Tong to use the supreme magic power of communicating yin and yang, and he won eighteen games in a row, he was going crazy.

Use his magical powers, suppress Zhu Yu, and force this kid to submit, and he can win big at the gambling table again, so it's not comfortable.

Zhang Tong can't win or lose, and he doesn't like it, that is, he doesn't like others to lose money deliberately.

That is to say, he is the kind of guy who is a bitch and sets up an archway, he forces others to gamble, he wins big and wins, and he is addicted to gambling.

After winning, he is disgusted with others deliberately losing money, and often his opponent has no good fruit to eat, so he will abolish his cultivation at least and destroy it directly, for him, killing people is just a thought.

If Zhu Yu gives in, gambles with him again, and spits out all the spars that he has won eighteen games in a row, there will be no good fruit to eat in the end.

Who let him run into a perverted madman like the villain Zhang Tong, who has a strange temperament and is unreasonable?

The Red Dust Sect is famous for its eccentricity among the eighteen sects in the world, and Zhang Tong is one of the most eccentric people in the Red Dust Sect.......