The Valley of Hundred Battles, although it is only a valley, has a mystery inside. ()

The Valley of Hundred Battles is hundreds of miles in circumference, the terrain is steep, the peaks are towering, and the space is huge.

If the monk flew into the air and looked down, he could vaguely distinguish the topography of the Hundred Battles Valley, which was more like a large pit deep in the plains than a valley, shaped like a huge palm print.

The wide palm is connected to five huge fingers, like the footprints left by a giant beast, and it is extremely shocking to look down on.

Legend has it that the formation of the Valley of Hundred Battles was caused by the god of the heavenly realm in the primeval era who slammed down with a palm in order to hunt down the demons, causing the current effect.

At that time, a palm was slapped, and the scope of the palm was extinct.

In the long years of 10,000 years, not a single grass grows.

After 10,000 years, this place gradually regained its vitality, the grass and trees gradually flourished, the beasts were vertical and horizontal, and many lives in this area, feeling the might of the gods of the heavenly realm back then, hidden gains, cultivating into refinement, and evolving into different levels of spirit beasts.

The vast majority of spirit beasts have a fierce temperament, and they dominate this area, and many monks who participated in the Hundred Clans War did not dare to provoke them lightly.

This is also the experience of another meaning of the melee of the hundred tribes.

Not only is it fighting with the hundred clans, but many times, the geniuses of all races have to face the attacks of various powerful spirit beasts.

On this day, the war of the hundred clans officially began.

The edge of the entire 'palm' of the Hundred Battles Valley was already densely packed with monks.

Among them, not only the monks of the hundred clans, but also the monks of various sects on the Flood Desolation Continent came to watch the battle, and this battle was an unmissable cultivation opportunity for every young monk.

Normally, in an area of hundreds of miles, many monks watching the battle could not see the battle scene at all.

However, in the Taiyi Sect, one of the three major sects, there is a formation master who has laid out the 'Water Moon Array in the Mirror' on the edge of the Hundred Battles Valley, and every monk who participated in the melee of the Hundred Clans can clearly "show" in the eyes of many monks in the Hundred Battles Valley.

I can see the passionate collision of many geniuses of the hundred tribes, but all the young monks on the flood wilderness are fascinated.

They hope that one day, they will have a place in the melee of the hundred tribes.

It can be said that the Hundred Clans Melee is the most sacred battle in the eyes of the young monks, even if they are not qualified to truly enter the Hundred Clans War in the end, they can also prove their status and talent among the young monks.

I don't know when, the young man who couldn't condense his qi in the Sword Sect back then, but stubbornly played with the sword, had grown to the point that most young monks were envious.

Lin Yi was still unaware of this.

"You say, who will stand out in this scuffle of the hundred clans. ”

"Needless to say, it is extremely easy for the monks of the four royal families and the three major sects to obtain qualifications, as well as the demon clan, the focus of this battle is only how many of them can enter the real battle of the hundred clans. ”

"Yes, in almost every session of the Hundred Clans Meleele, the number of these eight forces is the largest. ”

A monk suddenly said: "By the way, the ninth major force has recently appeared in the Honghuang Continent, called the Star Alliance, it is said that a descendant of the Star Alliance named Mu Qing will also participate in the Hundred Clans War this time, I heard that this person showed his might in the land of the Sword Shrine a year ago, and even trampled Gongsun Guyue under his feet." The Battle of the Star Covenant also relied on its own strength to deter thousands of monks of the same rank of the Gongsun Imperial Family. ”

"I've also heard that this person has learned three secret techniques, and he also has the Giant Sword in his hand. The other friar was excited.

The monk next to him glanced at the man who spoke with disdain, and said, "Your news is too closed. The previous things were all false, most of them were exaggerated, and they were not accurate. A while ago, the Star Alliance and the Demon Clan married, and this man named Mu Qing actually failed to break through the Jindan, and finally became a laughing stock. Hmph, Gongsun Guyue was the first person on the last Demon Punishment List, do you think a half-step Jindan can defeat Gongsun Guyue?"

"Yes, I didn't step into the Dan Dao, I wanted to come to participate in the Hundred Clans War, I really wanted to be famous and crazy. ”

"Well, whoever participated in the Great War of the Hundred Clans, which one was not a Jindan monk? It is estimated that at least half of the Jindan monks have comprehended the Jindan vision, and as soon as the vision comes out, this Mu Qing will definitely be defeated!"

"More than that, the Star Alliance is at odds with the Gongsun Imperial Clan and the Jiang Clan, these two forces will definitely target Mu Qing, I bet that this Mu Qing will definitely return this time and end miserably!" said a thin-faced monk.

"Hey, that's interesting, I'll bet with you. A voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, and a dignified fat man came out of it, followed by a stunned young man.

It was Duobaodao and Han Lei.

The skinny-faced monk just said casually, but he really didn't expect someone to come up and make a bet.

The monks next to him saw the excitement and started to laugh.

The thin-faced monk was not afraid, but he raised his head and said, "Say, how to bet, what to bet?"

Duobao Fat Man said: "It's better to bet on whether this Mu Qing can qualify for the Hundred Clans War." ”

"Okay! how much to bet!" the thin-faced monk sneered, and agreed without hesitation.

The Treasure Snatcher squinted his small eyes, groaned, and said, "Or 100,000 lower grade spirit stones." ”

The thin-faced monk was taken aback, although he was a Jindan monk, one hundred thousand lower-grade spirit stones were equivalent to one thousand medium-grade spirit stones, and almost all of his belongings.

Bet all your belongings to bet, although it is a gambling game that makes sure you don't lose money, it can also be called a big gamble.

Han Lei interjected on the side and said, "Let's add a pill weapon." ”

The skinny-faced monk was startled again, are these two stupid people so optimistic about that Mu Qing?

The fat man of Duobao glanced at Han Lei in surprise, and said, "Honest man, you are dark." ”

Han Lei said in a sullen voice: "It's not dark, haven't you seen several people in their sect." ”

The fat man looked back and saw that it was really.

The cuffs of this thin-faced monk's robe were marked with the logo of a small sword, which should be the powerful Daluo Sword Sect in the Flood Wilderness Central Prefecture.

There are also some Jindan monks standing behind the thin-faced monks, their cultivation is not high, most of them are in the early stage of Jindan, and there are a few foundation-building monks.

The fat man of Duobao estimated it in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "In this way, just one million lower grade spirit stones, plus ...... Well, plus four pills!"

Han Lei rolled his eyes and scolded secretly: "You fat man is really called a black!"

The monk of the Great Luo Sword Sect was stunned, looking at the seemingly loyal faces of the two, but for some reason, a cool air came up from the soles of everyone's feet, and there was a feeling of being targeted.

The thin-faced monk was a little embarrassed, although this gamble was a sure win, but he couldn't take out so many spirit stones and pill weapons at all.

At this point, the thin-faced monk sneered: "Who knows if the two of you are poor ghosts, can you take out a million spirit stones and four pill weapons." ”

"Oh heh! this can't be beared!" Duobao Fat Man's face changed, he spat at the palm of his hand, rolled his arms and sleeves, and said with both hands: "This Daoist is really not convinced today, and actually said that our brothers are poor ghosts, honest people, show him." ”

Han Lei smiled shyly, carefully took out a storage bag from his arms, took out ten pill utensils casually, flashed them in front of the eyes of the monks, and quickly put them away.

The eyes of the monks of the Great Luo Sword Sect lit up, and they felt the breath just now clearly, these ten pill pieces were extraordinary, they were definitely earth-level or heaven-level pills, much stronger than their own sacrifices.

"Bet on him!"

"Yes, count me one, this is my 100,000 lower grade spirit stones and pill weapons. ”

"And me. ”

After a while, the slim-faced monk had gathered a million lower-grade spirit stones and four pill weapons in front of him.

Duobao Fat Man and Han Lei were stunned for a moment, and then they looked annoyed, and sighed secretly in their hearts at the same time: "This is special, there is less ...... betting"

When the thin-faced monk saw the lost looks of the two of them, his heart blossomed, and he smiled secretly: "These two idiots!"

The eyes of the other monks of the Great Luo Sword Sect also flashed with joy, and they all felt that the ten pill weapons were already in their pockets.

The thin-faced monk's heart moved, for fear that the two would regret it, so he hurriedly said: "Now that the gambling contract has been counted, our cultivators are difficult to chase after each other, but we can't regret it." ”

Duobao Fat Man and Han Lei nodded regretfully.

At this moment, a Jindan Dacheng monk with a cold face walked next to him, with a proud expression, and reprimanded: "What are you doing one by one, 'chaos' coaxing, what kind of system!"

"Senior Brother Luo!"

"Senior Brother Luo, you're here!"

The monks of the Great Luo Sword Sect bowed their heads one by one to say hello, and seemed to be extremely respectful to the later monks.

The thin-faced monk hurriedly read the matter through Bai Xiaosheng's literature network, and then said with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Luo, let's make a game with this bet, I wish you a victory in the melee of the hundred clans and enter the battle of the hundred clans!"

The monk surnamed Luo faced the rolling sycophants, his face did not change his "color", and he bowed his head and said: "Well, my Luo Yang is low-key, you should not be too public, don't blindly engage in personality worship, this is really not good." ”

"Poof!"

The fat man couldn't help it, and almost passed in one breath, Han Lei hurriedly patted the former's back, and said in a low voice: "Fatty, this person is even more shameless than you." ”

Duobao Fat Man couldn't help but praise: "Damn, this sentence is very good, and the poor road will requisition ...... in the future."

Luo Yang's face sank, and he said coldly: "What, the two of you have an opinion?"

"No, no......" Han Lei waved his hand again and again, "revealing" his cowardly "color".

Luo Yang snorted lightly: "Since the two Taoist friends are so good at gambling, why don't I also participate in it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Luo Yang casually threw the storage bag on the ground and said, "I will use all my belongings to gamble with you, I'm afraid you can't afford to gamble!"

The corner of Duobaodao's eyes jumped, and he gave Han Lei a look, the latter walked up, opened the storage bag and looked at it, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and said loudly: "Bet!"

The fat man rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Let's make a bet and make an oath, don't talk about it, and you won't see anyone afterwards." I made an oath, if I don't fulfill the gambling contract, how can I not make an inch of cultivation in the future?"

In fact, the oath is not too restrictive for monks, but cultivators value the cultivation of the Dao heart the most, and if they really break their promises, they will inevitably fall into the demons and affect the cultivation.

The thin-faced monk and the others thought that they had the chance to win, and made an oath without hesitation.

Luo Yang's expression moved, turned his head away, and sneered: "Where are there so many rules." ”

Luo Yang obviously didn't want to swear, so the gambling contract between him and Duobao Fat became like child's play.

Duobao Fat Man secretly scolded in his heart: "Damn, I have to learn more from you in the future." ”

Han Lei teased: "Fatty, since you have achieved great achievements in your cheeks, the thickness of your cheeks is unmatched, and I didn't expect to meet an opponent now." ”

At this moment, the skinny monk exclaimed. "Look, that Mu Qing is here!"