Now these three people have obviously fallen into the hands of the Blood Prison Clan monks, and after being banned, they are under the care of several Blood Prison Clan monks, all of them are pale and their eyes are full of horror.

To say that they are also unlucky, after leaving that day, the three of them cooperated with Yunyu Hetu, although they experienced several crises in the endless sea, fortunately, they avoided all the dangers, and even had a lot of gains in their hands.

However, when they rushed to the peak of the temple where the God of War was located, they were confronted with the hideous sneer of the Blood Prison Clan's monks.

There was no suspense, and they were easily subdued after a late Tulgu Blood Prison Clan monk made a move.

Yunyu Hetu retreated in a hurry because the monks of the Three Stone Realms were opened by the net, and Finger, Nie Yan, and Liu Shiyan obviously did not have such good luck. Now they have not been killed, and it is also the Blood Prison Clan monks who want to capture all the Terran monks, and then let them suffer endless pain and die in the form of blood sacrifices, in order to avenge the fall of the Blood Prison Clan monks.

Xiao Chen sneered in his heart, without the slightest pity in his heart, his eyes found the figure of the Yunyu River Diagram among the monks of the Three Stone Realms, this person was now pale, and he was talking to several people in a low voice, completely unaware that Xiao Chen, who he thought was going to die, had come here.

Finger and Yunyu Hetu conspired against him that day, and they were the ones Xiao Chen would have killed, but now there is no need to be in a hurry, and it is not too late to see the situation clearly before making a move.

In the sky above the sea, the monks of the Five Realms are clearly distinguished, and they are divided into small groups according to their close relationship, and they are secretly wary of each other.

Xiao Chen's disguised alien identity was a Cave Heaven Realm Fire powerhouse who fell into his hands, and now that the Cave Heaven Realm had friends with him, the monks opened their mouths to greet him, he hesitated slightly, but still drove the light and rushed over.

"Gu Sijie, you and I escaped in the first battle that day, Lao Tzu thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to be alive and well!"

"It's good to be alive, damn, we fought so hard to cross the Endless Sea, and now we are still being exploited by the Blood Prison Clan!"

"Wait, when the monks of the Five Realms arrive, there will definitely be a battle, if the Blood Prison Clan wants to capture the beast crystal for nothing, they must show the power to convince us, otherwise they can only walk around without eating. ”

Several Cave Heaven Realm cultivators scolded and spoke, but they lowered their voices, obviously not wanting to cause trouble.

Although Xiao Chen disguised himself as a Heavenly Realm cultivator in this cave, he didn't know his memory, and if he said too much, he would definitely lose, so he nodded when he heard the words, and said directly: "You look at the form first, there are still some injuries in my body that have not healed, recover first." ”

After speaking, he didn't give a few people a chance to refuse to say more, and sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

"Gu Sijie, this guy usually has the most short temper, but he didn't get angry today, and I'm still thinking about how to appease him and not provoke the madman of the Blood Prison Clan. ”

"It's true that something is wrong, but this guy has been wandering in the Endless Sea for more than a year, and I'm afraid he has suffered a lot, and it's normal for his temperament to be somewhat restrained. ”

"It's a possibility. ”

Several Cave Heaven Realm cultivators turned their eyes on Xiao Chen, then shifted their direction and continued to look at where the Blood Prison Clan cultivators were.

The rest of the month passed in a hurry, and for the cultivators who had reached the ancient realm or above, this amount of time was meaningless, not even enough for them to conduct a short-term retreat and cultivation, but under the three-year period stipulated by the War God Temple, time became urgent.

There are only seven days left until the deadline.

The number of monks of the Five Realms reached more than five hundred, and the feeling of restlessness gradually became in their hearts, and the atmosphere became more and more solemn, revealing a dull and depressing feeling.

The powerful men of all parties began to make covert contacts, seemingly discussing something, and soon reached a consensus with each other.

The Blood Hell Clan cultivator didn't have any reaction to this, the corners of his mouth were full of hideous colors, and he didn't hide his contempt and arrogance in his eyes, he didn't even look at the alliance of the other Four Realms monks in his eyes, how arrogant!

"Hehe, the above has spoken, this beast crystal can't be handed over, otherwise we will have no place in the God of War Palace in the future. The powerhouses of the Four Realms have united and decided to teach these guys of the Blood Prison Clan a cruel lesson, let's wait and watch the show. ”

"The Blood Prison Clan has indeed been too arrogant recently, even if it is powerful, it can still resist the attack of my Four Realm powerhouses. ”

"This time they must not be able to eat and walk around!"

Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and a trace of different color flashed in an instant, and it was finally time to break out.

The Blood Prison Clan is tough and domineering, and acting like this will definitely cause the four clans to join forces to contend with it, if he can defeat the Blood Prison Clan, it is naturally the best, he can follow a group of monks to enter the God of War Temple safely, saving a lot of trouble.

Even if he loses, he can clearly sense how powerful the Blood Hell Clan monk is, and he knows what to do next.

However, according to Xiao Chen's thoughts, this battle should be more likely to be won by the Blood Prison Clan, if there is no absolute certainty, even if the Blood Prison Clan monks have always been domineering, they will not do such a thing.

But it's useless to think about it at the moment, and you will know what it is.

The monks of the Four Realms suddenly walked out of more than a dozen figures at this moment, all of them had strong breaths, and the weakest ones also had mid-Zugu cultivation, and the first four were even at the late Zugu level.

The sunset over the long river of the Three Stone Realms.

Zhan Lingxiao in the floating land realm.

Ancient Yuan Capital of the Cave Heaven Realm.

The Demon Race of the Spirit Realm is not the King of Fudo.

And at this moment, one of the Blood Hell Realm cultivators also walked out, with a grim smile on the corner of his mouth, "Why, haven't you fellow Daoists thought about it clearly, whether or not to hand over the beast crystal in exchange for the qualification to enter the War God Temple, you must know that time is running out now." ”

Zhan Lingxiao's brows furrowed slightly, and the foreign powerhouse slowly spoke, "Fellow Daoist of the Blood Prison Clan, we have no intention of causing trouble, and please get out of the way." ”

"Get out of the way?" the Blood Prison Clan's monk's face instantly became extremely gloomy, and his eyes turned into blood red and slowly swept over, "I think the meaning of my clan is already very clear, each person can enter the Temple of the God of War if they hand over a hundred beast crystals." ”

"Don't you understand?"

Zhan Lingxiao frowned, "It seems that there is no way to mediate, since this is the case, let's do it." ”

The aura in the body of the Blood Prison Clan monk burst out violently, and the terrifying blood power broke out of the body, "I, the blood power of the Blood Prison Clan Dawson Family, accept the challenge of any of you, and if you defeat me, you will be qualified to lead the monks under your command into the Slashing God Temple, otherwise each person will hand over two hundred beast crystals, or die." ”

The domineering and domineering aura suddenly erupted, enveloping the entire space.

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Within the peak of the Temple of the God of War, there is a leveled stone platform that connects to the outside world, but it cannot be seen from the outside world, and now on this stone platform, ten monks are here.

"Hahahaha! It's worthy of being a descendant of my Blood Prison Clan, it's really domineering enough, this kid from the Dawson family is very much in line with the old man's appetite!"

"This is the demeanor of my Blood Prison Clan, everywhere I go, monks from all walks of life have to bow down to them, even we couldn't do such a thing back then, these little guys are very good. ”

The two monks, who were obviously from the Blood Prison Clan, laughed "haha" without anyone else, completely ignoring the gloomy faces of the surrounding monks, and their eyes even had a hint of provocation.

"Why, if you are not convinced, you want to seek justice for those little guys outside, even if you let the horse come, Lao Tzu will give you this opportunity. Do you dare to make a bet, let's go to the God Battlefield to fight now!"

The Four Realms Cultivator's face became even more ugly when he heard this.

"Don't be too arrogant, Bonur, if you want to fight, I can bet with you once when it's over. An exotic old man in the Three Stone Realm spoke in a hoarse voice, revealing a cold smell.

"Okay! Lao Tzu is still afraid that you will not succeed, I was almost defeated by you back then, which is also a great shame, just take this opportunity to ask for it back! Changhe Xiaoyue, prepare the crystal coins in your hand, Lao Tzu must make your vitality hurt!"

"Hmph!" Changhe Xiaoyue snorted, a little jealousy in her eyes, but she didn't say much.

The spirit realm sent a strong man from each of the human and demon clans, and at this moment, the human monk looked at the three of them who fell into the hands of the blood prison clan monk, Nie Yan, and Liu Shiyan, his face was extremely stiff, and his breath seemed to have a little spark.

He was ordered to lead the descendants of the human race, who knew that this was the case, and his face was naturally good, and he couldn't see where to go.

"Today, you and I are gathered in the Five Realms Monks, it is also a rare day, in this case, it is better to open a gambling game, the bet is the battle of these little guys outside, you are optimistic about which side wins, how?"

"How do you bet?" the eyes of the two Blood Prison Clan monks lit up, obviously interested.

"The bet is very simple, you and I each take out a certain amount of crystal coins as gambling funds, and then each select a promising group of monks, and use which of them can enter the God of War Temple first as the criterion for judging the victory or defeat. The winner can get the crystal coin of the corresponding odds according to the size of the bet, which will be shared equally by the losing parties, how about it?" Kunwu Daoren stretched out his hand and scratched his beard, his face showed a little excitement, "There can only be one winner in such a bet, as long as you join, you have to be prepared to pay, hehe, it's also interesting." ”

The old monster was visibly pleased with the bet he had designed.

"Haha, okay, this bet will definitely not be missed by our Blood Prison Realm, the two of us bet... Three thousand crystals!" Bonur grinned.

The three thousand crystal coins can be exchanged for three comprehension opportunities in the God of War Palace, or exchanged for a high-grade ancient treasure, which is a great skill, and the monks of the Four Realms have changed color.

"Hurry up and place a bet, could it be that you were frightened by the little guys of my blood prison clan and didn't dare to make a move, hehe, if that's the case, it's okay if you don't bet on it." Another Blood Prison Clan's monk, Bolan, spoke, scoffing.

"Hmph, the old man will be afraid that you won't succeed, I will pay 800 crystal coins to bet that the monks of the Three Stone Realm will enter first. ”

"This seat bets five hundred crystals, betting on me and my floating land realm monks to lead. ”

"Bet six hundred crystals, and the Gambling Cave Heavenly Realm Monk will enter first!"

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The monks of the Four Realms spoke one after another, the Blood Hell Realm was already powerful in the War God Palace, and it had been overwhelming the rest of the Four Realms cultivators, but now if they retreated again, not only would their faces be disgraced, but the entire One Realm Monks would be disgraced because of this.

So even if they grit their teeth, they have to hold on.

The Demon Monk of the Spirit Realm hesitated slightly, and said, "This Demon will bet on my Demon Monk to enter first with four hundred crystal coins." ”

More than a dozen figures on the platform spoke one after another, their eyes converging on the last Terran powerhouse.

"Hahahaha, Jingyangzi, you still don't want to participate in this gamble, no matter which clan of monks outside, it is possible to win, but your human race is hopeless. Bonur laughed wildly, but his face became hideous, "If you dare to kill my Blood Prison Clan monk, you must be prepared to be cleansed, no matter whether you win or lose, my Blood Prison Clan monk will kill all the Terran monks who broke into here, if you gamble, you will simply lose!"

Jing Yangzi's face was stiff, the cold light in his eyes flowed, and he glanced at Na Bonur with hatred, this person was obviously persuading him not to join the gambling game, but secretly he was increasing the pressure, forcing him not to quit, otherwise he would have decided that the Terran monk would definitely die.

"The old man gave out a thousand crystal coins, and bet that my Terran monk would enter first!"

Annoyed, the man blurted out, but the next moment he regretted it.

This thousand crystal coins are the amount that he has accumulated for tens of thousands of years, and he has also turned over some with many friends to make up the amount, in order to re-enter the God of War Temple to comprehend a quenching rain supernatural power, his cultivation growth tends to stagnate, and this realization is very likely to allow him to go further and reach the limit of the ancient realm.

"Okay! Jingyangzi Daoyou is really happy, Kunwu Daoyou, don't sign a gambling contract right away!" Bonuer's eyes lit up, he didn't give Jingyangzi a chance to regret it at all, and he had already finalized the matter.

Kunwu Daoist smiled "hehe", and didn't look at Jing Yangzi's ugly face, and with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, it was condensed into a phantom like a turntable, and a vast aura emanated from it.

This thing is a contract magic power that the monks in the God of War Palace can summon at will, once the brand is signed under the breath of the Yuanshen, the contract will take effect immediately, and there is no room for any reversal, otherwise you will have to face the sanctions of the God of War Palace, which is the usual means used by the monks in the God of War Palace when gambling.

"According to the comparison of the strength of each race, the Blood Prison Clan is the strongest, so the odds are one to one, and the Terran is the weakest, the odds are one to twenty, you can see it clearly if you send a trace of divine consciousness into the contract carousel, if there is no objection, sign the contract." ”

After a few breaths, the contract was signed, the phantom of the turntable disappeared, and the atmosphere on the platform suddenly became solemn, and the old immortals stared at the outside.

Only Jing Yangzi's mouth was bitter, her face was tense, and she was as ugly as her dead parents.

This gamble, no matter how you look at it, is a win-lose, impulsiveness is the devil!

Now the old guy even has the idea of slapping himself.

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