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The evil gambler Zhang Tong is moody, he kills people without blinking, he wants to kill people, it is completely in a thought.

Zhu Yu angered him, and he only needed one thought to kill Zhu Yu.

A person like him can't be treated with common sense at all, and if Zhu Yu wags his tail and begs for mercy, or stimulates him with some other words, it is completely useless to him.

He goes his own way, moody, what is Zhu Yu in his eyes?

However, Zhu Yu said that he had learned the immortal king-level gambling technique, and the mysterious bowl contained the immortal-level gambling technique, which was equivalent to stabbing his weakness.

He didn't know what to do with this bowl, he had owned it for hundreds of years, and he had always used it as a gambling device.

He also knew that a magic weapon with twenty-three prohibitions was definitely not ordinary, but he had many magic weapons, and he was usually mixed with red dust, and all kinds of magic weapons were not used at all.

If he wants to kill, he still needs to use magic weapons?

Over time, he also got used to using this treasure as gambling equipment, and with this treasure, he gambled invincible, which was more than gambling addiction.

Now Zhu Yu said that this treasure has a fairy-level gambling skill, if it is heard by others, it must be absurd and uninhibited, and it is difficult to believe.

However, Zhang Tong just believed it.

From his point of view, the vermilion fish was clearly soaked in the boiling black oil.

This pot is a ghost oil pot, not to mention ordinary people, even if it is a real person with longevity, a real person, a real person, there is death and no life when you enter this oil pot.

Can this kid not die?

It seems that this kid has a bit of a way, and the so-called immortal king-level gambling skills are true.

He sneered, and he filtered out all the words that Zhu Yu scolded him. is the only one who is itchy about the immortal king-level gambling skills.

However, after all, he is a scheming person, although his heart is itchy, he makes a fierce gesture on his face.

He smiled wickedly and said, "Boy, if you are as clever as a spring, you will die today." No one who my wicked gambler wants to kill, no one has ever lived!"

He pierced the void with one palm, and then rushed towards the vermilion fish.

Zhu Yu's life hung by a thread, desperately urging the Void Runic Array that had just been condensed, hiding in the void. Desperately moving his body. Avoid boiling black oil and body.

At this time, Zhang Tong came over with another palm.

He had no way to hide, no way to hide, and there seemed to be no way but to close his eyes and wait for death.

Zhang Tong's old dog on dog days.

Zhu Yu's heart was full of anger. He raised his hand. A few more rune arrays condensed.

It's all Void Runes. They are all a few runic formations that are temporarily condensed between the lines of life and death.

The rune array contains the mystery of the Void Dao, and a red ten-character is the center of the entire rune array, and this rune is the Void Ten Characters.

Zhang Tong covered it with one palm. The rune array that had just condensed instantly disintegrated.

With Zhu Yu's cultivation, it is impossible to block Zhang Tong's blow.

However, if you can't block the opponent's blow, you can move the opponent's blow by one point.

The movement of space is already in the boiling oil pot, and even a minute is a millimeter.

"Oops!"

Zhang Tong screamed suddenly.

Of course, his palm made Zhu Yu almost die and die.

But the wind in his palm suddenly touched the boiling black oil.

How powerful is the power of the ghost oil pot?

Even a little bit of boiling black oil has the power of rotting skin and bones.

Zhang Tong's cultivation is superb, but he is not immune.

It's just a drop of black oil sticking to his hand, and his entire palm instantly turned pitch black, the power of bone erosion, and the sharp pain in his heart, which made Zhang Tong look horrified and desperately jumped back.

"Poof!" another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the vermilion fish almost immediately collapsed.

He was crumbling, the runic light around him dim.

As long as the surrounding rune light is lost and the rune array collapses, he will be wrapped in the black oil billowing in front of him.

The consequences can be imagined.

Die!

Death was so close that he could even see the hand of death grabbing his soul mercilessly.

But, even when he died, he still laughed wildly.

Half of it is laughing at Zhang Tong for stealing chickens and rice, and half is for his last courage.

"You can't kill me, haha, the taste of this ghost oil pot is not comfortable! From now on, not only will you suffer the taste of this ghost oil pot, but you will also lose every gambling you will lose all your life, and you will never get a glimpse of the supreme gambling skills. Your black bowl is no longer under your control, haha......"

Zhu Yu laughed wildly.

"Aren't you known as a wicked gambler? Lao Tzu can't die, you kill me! Kill me quickly? Lao Tzu's life is his own, and he can die whenever I want. I can't control the sky, how old are you!"

The vermilion fish is like crazy.

He waved his hand again.

His thoughts worked, and his spiritual connection with the mysterious bowl was strengthened.

The black bowl, which was originally controlled by Zhang Tong, began to shake restlessly again, wanting to break free from the blockade and fly towards Zhuyu.

Zhang Tong was shocked with one hand, and the huge pain made beads of sweat the size of beans appear on his forehead.

Even though he cultivated to a high level, he encountered the ghost oil pot, but he couldn't bear its might.

Now that the black bowl was about to break free from his grasp, and the treasure he regarded as the root of his life was about to change hands again, his face showed a look of horror, and he was very wolf for a while.

"You...... You...... Boy, I'm not going to kill you......! Come out first, we'll ...... We have something to say, we have something to say! Tell me what is going on with that Immortal King-level gambling technique? As long as you pass on my Immortal King-level gambling technique, I will ...... I won't kill you!"

Zhang Tong said loudly, stammering, but his momentum was weak.

Zhu Yu's spiritual power was running, and he jumped up from the oil pot with all his might, and his whole body suddenly lightened.

When he landed again, his feet trembled, and where could he still stand.

His wounds were too severe.

Just now, when he was on the line of life and death, he just relied on his strong will, holding his breath in his heart.

Now out of danger, he instantly unloaded his breath, and his body could no longer bear it, his eyes were black, and he fainted directly.

......

When he woke up again, he was back in the backyard of the Duofu shop.

His whole body was still sore, but his sanity had recovered.

He cultivated the vitality in the body of the "Chaos Open Heaven Diagram" against the sky, and as long as he was seriously injured, he would not die. He couldn't die.

The powerful vitality was restoring his physical body, and he felt that the spiritual energy in the dantian that was on the verge of drying up gradually became solidified.

It was like a dream.

But the sharp pain in his body, and the burning wounds in his body, told him that it was not a dream at all.

Also, in his mind, the eight void runes that appeared out of thin air also showed that the qiē just now was real.

Ghosts.

What is Ghost Snake?

Zhu Yu had never heard of a ghost before, but this time he was on the line between life and death, and he finally saw it.

The Oni is the gateway to hell, the gateway to the Yama Temple.

So to speak. He really came back from the ghost gate.

Evil gambler Zhang Tong. I don't know how high the cultivation is, but he has the ability to pass through ghosts, this old miscellaneous hair is immortal, and now he finally lets himself come back.

A figure appeared in front of him.

A lewd old man. Grinning. The mouth is sparse, and a few yellow teeth are disgusting to look at.

"Are you alright? You kid is a bit of a ghost, walking in the ghost oil pot, and you can not die. Gave birth to a hard life!" Zhang Tong said with a smile.

Zhu Yu snorted lightly and said, "Didn't Lao Tzu control the magic weapon of Gaiwan at the last moment, and got a glimpse of the supreme immortal king-level gambling skills, and he could come back alive?"

"Hehe, the evil gambler Zhang Tong! Others may be afraid of you, but Lao Tzu Zhu Yu is not afraid of you! I frowned, I call you uncle!" Zhu Yu said coldly.

"Lao Tzu's cultivation is not as high as you, but he has a hard temper, that is, he is not afraid of heaven and earth. If you want me to lose in gambling, Lao Tzu wants to win, and if you want me to kowtow to you and beg for mercy, Lao Tzu will not do it. What can you do to me?"

Zhang Tong's face changed, and a blue anger appeared on his face.

However, in an instant, his expression returned to normal.

He really didn't have much to do about Zhu Yu.

This kid's cultivation is really low, and he won't live long. But as he said, this guy was born a donkey.

Zhang Tong's name as a villain has also been revealed, and all the means used have been used.

Intimidation, intimidation, and killing didn't work for this kid.

He is barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, it is easy to kill him, but he wants to disgust you, and you will not have a good time.

For Zhang Tong, what especially tickled him was the immortal king-level gambling technique.

Gambling is Zhang Tong's life, and every gamble will win, which is his thousand-year-old pursuit.

In the past 100 years, he has a bowl of heaven with him, mixing in the red dust, but he has won more and lost less. But this bowl of heaven is not effective against vermilion fish at all.

Zhu Yu won 18 games in a row, which made him so painful that he couldn't wait to eat the flesh of Zhu Yu.

Now Zhu Yu has no choice, but he is hooked by Zhu Yu's so-called immortal king-level gambling skills.

"Your surname is Zhu, not Yan? That's fine, no matter what your surname is. If you want you to sue me for the inheritance of the Tongtian Bowl, let's say it. I will let you live, and I will help you like the realm of longevity, you can enter my Red Dust Sect, I can also recommend you, what do you think?" Zhang Tong stared at Zhu Yudao.

Zhu Yu frowned slightly, and when he heard the three words of the Red Dust Sect, he was shocked.

Red Dust Sect?

One of the eighteen sects in the world?

Can you enter the Red Dust Sect by yourself? Is there such a good thing?

This thought was quickly extinguished by Zhu Yu.

He is not a three-year-old child, Zhang Tong's old miscellaneous hair is not credible at all, insidious and cunning, snarky, small-bellied, moody.

This old miscellaneous hair turned out to be a member of the Red Dust Sect?

Zhu Yu secretly screamed a fluke, he knew that this old miscellaneous hair was a member of the Red Dust Sect, why did he provoke such a demon?

It's a pity that it's too late for anything.

This old miscellaneous hair is obsessed with immortal-level gambling techniques, and if he can't get this thing, he probably has to gnaw it so much that he doesn't even have bones left.

The so-called immortal king-level gambling skills, Zhu Yu is just nonsense, where is there any gambling skills in his heavenly bowl?

As soon as he thought of the Tongtian Bowl, Zhu Yu immediately turned his divine thoughts, but he couldn't feel a trace of the breath of the magic weapon.

He already knew in his heart that this treasure was probably received by this old miscellaneous hair somewhere, this is a great space magic weapon, a magic weapon of twenty-three prohibitions, which is enough to save a Dao-level magic weapon.

If you can have such a treasure, what is this Xiling County?

"Help Lao Tzu get up first, fuck, when I touch you, Lao Tzu has blood mold for eight lifetimes! (To be continued......)