() It is said that the army of monks on the side of the Demon God Society, at the beginning of the second gambling game, they were all full of confidence in Ji Lang, but at this moment, when they saw Ji Lang's changed Netherworld Ghost Tiger fall to the downside, they were all a little panicked.

In the blink of an eye, the scales of victory began to tilt in favor of the four dynasties.

Although the Nether Ghost Tiger tried its best to launch a counterattack, the qi and blood in its body were corroded by blood poison, which brought a great burden to it. So much so that his strength can only be exerted by six or seven percent now, and his situation is getting worse and worse.

"When did the blood poison happen?" The more the Nether Ghost Tiger fought, the more frightened he became, and with a flash of lightning in his mind, he remembered that when it restored the true body of the demon clan, Duan Chen had manipulated the Blood Shadow Needle and shot into the black mist cocoon condensed outside its body in its transformation.

Maybe since then, Duan Chen has been calculating him.

Thinking of this, the Netherworld Ghost Tiger couldn't help but secretly scold Duan Chen for being insidious in his heart, but it was obviously useless to scold anything at this time.

"Boom!"

In the end, after a fierce battle, Duan Chen's body flashed with blood, and his figure suddenly appeared on the left side of the Netherworld Ghost Tiger, and the bloodthirsty demon spear in his hand was full of blood, and a gun shadow was stabbed out in an instant, and the gun shadow was ever-changing, and everyone was dazzled.

But seeing that the shadows of the spears in the sky seemed to be scattered into an incomparably mysterious rune array, and the moment all the spear shadows stabbed out, they quickly merged together in mid-air, turning into a blood-colored spear that was long and stabbed on the side of the abdomen of the Netherworld Ghost Tiger.

The huge body of the Nether Ghost Tiger flew out in an instant, and its entire abdomen was pierced by blood-colored spears, and blood flowed freely.

Then I heard a loud bang, and the huge body of the Nether Ghost Tiger fell heavily to the ground, and for a while it was unable to get up from the ground.

Seeing this scene, the monks on one side of the camp of the four major dynasties, after a period of silence, suddenly burst into bursts of cheers, and everyone was chanting Duan Chen's name, as if they wanted to vent their depression and grievances from losing the first gambling battle before.

"What a ghost tiger, it's really a waste, it can't even solve a Duan Chen who has just broken through the False Dan Realm. Among the Jindan monks, Taichong Zhenren looked at the center of the battlefield with a cold light in his eyes, and said with hatred in his heart.

On the other side, the five primordial infant monks of the human race were also discussing this battle.

"Body refining method, blood path technique, ghost path secret technique, and talisman gun path, how did the Desolate Heavenly King teach such a disciple?"

Yuanfeng Zhenren couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "No matter how the Desolate Heavenly King teaches his disciples, as long as Duan Chen can win this gambling battle, this will ......"

Yuanfeng's real voice did not fall, and the abnormal changes in the field protruded.

"Roaring ......"

With an extremely unwilling roar roaring from the mouth of the Netherghost Tiger, blazing red blood lines suddenly appeared on the black horn of its eyebrows, followed by the Netherghost Tiger's black hair, which turned into a dark red color little by little under the gaze of everyone.

Duan Chen frowned when he saw this, and his figure randomly flew into the air, staring downward.

I saw that in the light mask of the ring, the ghost tiger that had been beaten to the ground and seemed to have lost its ability to fight, but at this moment, his eyes were red and he slowly stood up, and the originally narrow black tiger pupils turned into a blood-red color, full of a bloodthirsty and furious meaning.

"It's ...... Bloodline rage?" Nangong Old Ancestor's expression changed suddenly when he saw this scene, and the original joy of victory in his heart was gone at this moment.

"Hehe, it is worthy of the Netherworld Ghost Tiger clan, and in such a situation, it can even enter the bloodline rage state, I don't believe that this period of Chen can even defeat the Netherworld Ghost Tiger in the berserk state. On the other side, Taichong Zhenren saw this scene, and couldn't help but say secretly in ecstasy.

At this time, whether it was the camp of the alliance of the four major dynasties or the monks watching the battle on the side of the Demon God Society, they also reacted, and many people recognized that the Netherworld Ghost Tiger had entered a state of bloodline rage at this moment.

For a while, some people were surprised and stunned, some people turned into laughter, and some people were expressionless......

No matter what the people watching the battle were thinking now, Duan Chen, who was in the light shield of the ring, was a little speechless in his heart, he didn't expect to encounter such a difficult opponent.

You must know that before the war, he didn't plan to expose too much strength and hole cards, and now although it is not called a full range of means, most of the hole cards have been forced out by the other party.

This is the opposite of Duan Chen's pre-war plan.

And the Netherworld Ghost Tiger, which had entered a state of rage in front of him, not only got rid of the influence of blood poison, but also the momentum emanating from his body had also changed completely, and he looked even stronger than before.

In this way, if he wants to end this battle this time, I am afraid it will take a lot of time.

Just as Duan Chen was weighing in his heart whether to use his divine sense to attack the secret technique, or use the power of the Qilin totem on his back, the Netherworld Ghost Tiger Tiger Wing, who had already stood up from the ground, shook, accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air like a storm, and then hundreds of black steel feathers flew out from his tiger wings, shooting towards Duan Chen like a rain of arrows.

Seeing this, Duan Chen immediately cast the Blood Escape Secret Technique, and the blood light around his body flashed, and his body disappeared from the spot in a blur, and appeared dozens of zhang away after a while.

However, before Duan Chen's body could stabilize, the Netherworld Ghost Tiger seemed to have appeared above his head in a premeditated manner, and suddenly opened its bloody mouth and pounced on it.

Duan Chen immediately unthinkingly cast the Ling Void Void Void Step in mid-air, and his body transformed into a debut remnant in the void, and then calmly flashed away from under the blood basin mouth of the Netherworld Ghost Tiger, and came to the Netherworld Ghost Tiger's body.

However, just as Duan Chen was about to shoot, the dark red hair under the Nether Ghost Tiger suddenly shot out clusters of dark red needle hairs after a burst of shaking.

This time, Duan Chen didn't make any dodging moves, he just used his strength to use the Jiuyang Demon Body and the Jiuyang Divine Power, and he directly unleashed his marksmanship, stabbing towards the wound in the abdomen of the Netherworld Ghost Tiger again.

A blood-colored spear shot out from the bloodthirsty spear again.

But the Netherworld Ghost Tiger had long been on guard against this, and the black tiger wings on his back quickly closed to wrap the wound in his abdomen, and then there was only a loud bang, and the blood-colored spear that Duan Chen stabbed out collapsed under a tremor after hitting the tiger wings.

As for the dark red needle hairs that flew towards Duan Chen, they were bounced off by the golden aura that lit up on Jiuyang Jin's body on his body after a clanging noise.

However, at this moment, a dark red tiger tail was wrapped in bursts of black light, and it attacked Duan Chen with lightning speed, faster than the lightning.

Seeing this, Duan Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his divine consciousness fluctuated at the center of his eyebrows, and a transparent and void needle shadow flew out of it, and in a flash, it disappeared into the eyebrows of the Netherworld Ghost Tiger.

Then I heard a miserable scream from the mouth of the Netherworld Ghost Tiger, and the tiger tail that it whipped from swept past Duan Chen's side with a tremble.

This is...... Mistaken?

Everyone's eyes widened, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.

What is the strength of the Netherworld Ghost Tiger, there is no need to prove anything now, at such a close distance, there is absolutely no possibility of making a mistake in its attack.

But the facts are in front of us, and it seems that it did make a mistake just now.

"What's going on?" said the purple-eyed lion king's gaze with a hint of doubt on his face.

The night Mozi and the Moon Luo Demon King next to him also showed a hint of surprise on their faces.

The Fengjiu Demon King's beautiful eyes flickered, as if he had seen something, and his face showed a hint of surprise.

"It looks like it's going to be my turn soon. Zhu Yan Demon King, who was standing beside the Fengjiu Demon King, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a sneer.

And in the ring light mask in the center of the battlefield, the ghost tiger only felt as if he had been pricked by a needle in his mind, and his soul was in severe pain, he turned his head and glared at Duan Chen angrily, and there was a faint trace of fear in the tiger's eyes.

Duan Chen's gaze was slightly cold, and then he unleashed the thorn of divine consciousness again, and another void and transparent divine consciousness flying needle flew out from the center of his eyebrows, and shot into the center of the Netherworld Ghost Tiger's eyebrows like lightning.

The Nether Ghost Tiger's mouth also let out another scream, and the huge body suspended in mid-air was actually a little unstable on its feet, as if it was about to fall from the sky.

This strange scene surprised many monks watching the battle on both sides, and many of them showed a look of surprise and uncertainty on their faces.

Originally, everyone thought that after entering the berserk state, the Netherworld Ghost Tiger should have the upper hand in the next battle, but in the blink of an eye. But suddenly, as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

Duan Chen's Divine Sense Thorn was very hidden, and the Divine Sense Flying Needle was in a state of nothingness and transparency, so except for the Yuanying Cultivators on both sides, no one else could see what was going on.

At the same time, after Duan Chen cast the Divine Consciousness Thorn for the second time, when the Ghost Tiger Divine Soul was attacked by the Divine Sense Flying Needle, the blood light flashed all over his body, and his figure appeared on the top of the Ghost Tiger's head out of thin air, followed by the two fake pills in his body, and the bloodthirsty demon spear in his hand was full of blood, and with one move, it split Huashan and smashed it on the skull of the Ghost Tiger.

The next moment, only a loud bang was heard.

An invisible wave of qi exploded from the head of the Nether Ghost Tiger, sweeping in all directions.

The head of the Ghost Tiger immediately sank downward, causing its massive body to fall downward, smashing into the ground with a bang, stirring up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

When the smoke and dust cleared, I saw the Netherworld Ghost Tiger lying in the hole full of cracks, its skull cracked, the blood in its eyes scattered, and its breath was like a gossamer, and it seemed that it had completely lost the strength to fight.

Seeing this, Duan Chen immediately took the opportunity to take back the magic weapon he had released earlier, and by the way, he snatched the bone claw magic weapon that had lost the control of his master, as well as the black rune treasure released by the Nether Ghost Tiger earlier.

After doing all this, he turned his eyes to the Netherworld Ghost Tiger who fell to the ground, ready to kill the killer.

As a result, at this moment, Duan Chen suddenly sensed that there were five Dao Sen Han eyes looking at him behind him, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and then picked up the spear in his hand, choosing to pick the body of the Netherworld Ghost Tiger out of the ring light shield.

In this way, no matter whether the Netherworld Ghost Tiger can still stand up and fight again, this gambling battle can be regarded as Duan Chen's victory.

On the side of the alliance camp of the four major dynasties, all the Terran monks who were watching the battle could finally relax and burst into a burst of cheers after seeing this scene.