A light curtain was cast in front of the iron cage, and there were ten figures on it, and at this time, a sharp-nosed monk walked from the side, and said, "Today's battle is against these ten fighters, gamble with your life, as long as you can win any of them, you will get the corresponding huge bonus, but if you lose, I believe everyone has seen the fate of the previous one, and all the other people watching can bet!"

"Regardless of whether you are a martial cultivator or a fa cultivator, you can't use any foreign objects during the competition, let's see who is the next to sign up for the challenge!"

The sharp-nosed monk drew out a list, "The monk who claims to live on the bonus, Lin Nanxiang! This is the third time Lin Nanxiang has come to challenge, before this he has won nearly a million spirit stones, tell me, who do you want to challenge today!"

Standing from the auditorium, a sturdy monk dressed in a short dozen, looked at the light curtain one by one, and announced a name, causing the scene to scream again and again.

The sharp-nosed monk also seemed to be incredulous, "Are you sure, the black blood is a million-level fighter, since he entered the Golden Bag, the monks who died under him can't count it on ten hands, you might as well choose the 300,000 or 400,000 level according to the previous three times, so that there is still a possibility of victory!"

"No more nonsense. The monk surnamed Lin stepped into the iron cage and waited for it.

Most people know that after receiving the information of the applicant, the casino will arrange the corresponding fighter for him to choose and challenge, this batch of fighters from 100,000 to 10 million, the strength of the applicant and the 100,000-level fighter is equal, the victory or defeat is five or five points, compared with the 200,000-level fighter, the probability of winning is already very small, and the million-level battle, like asking for a dead end, but the monk surnamed Lin dares to challenge the million-level monk across so many levels, not to mention the victory or defeat, it has already made the blood of the spectators boiling!

The attendant walked through the audience with the box in his hand, "The odds are four points four, one point one, everyone hurry up and place your bets." ”

A burst of boos sounded, and the odds of the monk surnamed Lin losing were only one point, and even if he won the bet, he could only make a fraction of a profit.

"This person will definitely lose, I still bet on him to lose, and it is good to win one or two spirit stones. ”

"Dare to challenge the million-level courage, there must be some backhand, I bet on him to win!"

When the attendant held the box in front of Zhan Changfeng, Zhan Changfeng waved his hand, she just came in to take a look, she didn't think about betting, and although she hadn't seen the appearance of black blood, but looking at this monk surnamed Lin Yin Tang was black, his eyes were swollen, his qi was weak and his face was yellow, obviously he was overindulged and robbed, and he looked like he was unlucky, not so much that he was brave, but that he was cornered, and the chance of winning was about zero.

After collecting the gambling money, the sharp-nosed monk quickly came up with the result, "Win the bet, a total of 270,000, lose the bet, a total of 590,000, the gambling is established!

Boom, in the darkness is the sound of the iron door opening, and a figure steps out, with a large body, muscles, and eyes like a beast, this is the fighter of the casino.

There are two kinds of fighters in the casino, one is voluntarily settled, in addition to the winning bets, there is also the salary given by the casino, and the other is raised by the casino, to put it bluntly, it is the slave of the casino, and the amount of profit will eventually be handed over to the casino.

"I'm going to tear you apart and swallow you. He said.

This doesn't seem like a joke, because this person had gnawed off the cheek of a defeated man in public before, and the scene also erupted because of his words, "Kill him! Eat him!"

"Lin Nanxiang, kill this beast!"

"Eat him, I'll give you spirit stones!"

Many people threw a large number of spirit stones to the iron cage, the black blood raised his arms and shouted, showing a bloodthirsty smile, and smashed his fist towards Lin Nanxiang, Lin Nanxiang could still parry at first, but gradually showed timidity, the rhythm began to be chaotic, and even the true qi seemed to collapse.

It was the first time Zhan Changfeng had seen two foundation building monks fighting for their lives in this way, and the crazy cries and cheers of the crowd also made her feel a trace of subtlety, she subconsciously guessed what the result would be caused by a group of crazy and sick monks, but soon she suppressed this meaningless imagination again, got up and left the first-line hall, and the closed door cut off the screams of the monk surnamed Lin.

Her main goal at the Golden Bag Casino is to break a record, a record left by Weng Sankai, and if successful, she will directly win a prize of 30 million.

Zhan Changfeng walked into the three halls, dozens of tables were distributed among them, almost every side was full of people, the noisy sound covered up the originally clear words, and became chaotic, she listened to various sounds while discerning the defense of the casino, always just in case.

The size of the opening is divided into ten products because of the different gambling equipment.

The higher the level of gambling equipment, the greater the power of divine consciousness consumed, and the more difficult it is to master.

There are three achievements that are difficult to achieve in the size of the opening, one is three dice, all of which are six points upward, called "six six major shun", the second is three points upward, called "three yuan Kaitai", the most difficult one is that three dice are stacked into a pillar, one point upward, called "a gasification yuan".

The record left by Weng Sankai is to achieve 66 Shun with ten gambling equipment. Sanyuan Kaitai can only be regarded as a tie, and if you want to win, you must be "a gas yuan".

At the beginning, Weng Sankai did this with the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, so the cultivation of the challenger must also be under the Great Perfection of Foundation Building.

When Zhan Changfeng entered the Sankai hall, someone happened to ask for the record of Jiupin gambling equipment.

The jade tablet in the lobby has written that so-and-so threw eighteen points with nine-grade gambling equipment, that is, sixty-six or six Shun, and won 10 million prizes, if this person can break this record, he can get 15 million.

She was not in a hurry to gamble, and watched as the principal cleared a table and the guards stood aside to make sure that no one was messing with or cheating.

"What is your name?" the principal asked the challenger with a smile.

Before the challenger could reply, the good deeds had already shouted, "That's a gambler, our big gambler!"

It turns out that this person also has some fame, perennial in major casinos, according to his words, he has lived at the gambling table since he was a child, and everyone who has been in Cold Snow City for a year or two has heard of his name, his real name is not clear, but most people call him a gambler, and his expression of enjoyment also proves that he is very satisfied with this name.

The gambler had a clear face, and wore a faded robe, and at a glance he thought that he was a country teacher, but his dark and treacherous eyes suddenly raised his level of danger.

The gambler stands on the edge of a cliff, and the ambition of fame and the worry of breaking his bones make them determined, and this gambler is especially serious, he has no ambition and no worries, only moths to the fire of the aggressive and crazy.

"Okay, gambler, please pay the nine hundred spirit stone gambling money first!" The principal accepted the name, and after accepting the gambling money, he said with a smile, "According to the regulations, the highest cultivation for using the Jiupin gambling equipment is the pinnacle of foundation building, and now I ask a notary to test your cultivation." ”

The notary came out with a spirit test disk and confirmed that the gambler was the pinnacle of foundation building and could be challenged.

When the gambler stood in front of the gambling table, the notary set up a ban to isolate the interference from the outside, "The record holder's score is the pinnacle of the foundation. ”