If you lose, you're left to the table!

"Senior Brother Tianya!" The two masters, Xiaoyun and Chenyue, couldn't help frowning slightly when they heard Amu's bet.

Although they have helped Crow and entered Amu's dream, they don't know the details of Amu. In their eyes, Amu is just a mortal who has been completely cultivated and his immortal roots are broken.

It's just that the little princess of the Wu nationality behind Amu is a big man who the entire Dongling Ridge does not dare to offend easily. The gods are away from the upper realm, and that is the existence that both the human and demon races have to look up to.

"Two senior brothers, don't worry, Tianya will not weaken the name of our Dongyang Ancient Temple!" Amu smiled faintly, hinting that Xiaoyun and Chenyue knew it in their hearts.

Bai Mutian and Xiong Sheng glanced at each other, then nodded to each other.

Although the two goblins didn't know what Amu was famous for, they were confident that Amu had no chance of winning. Because, after all, the monks of the entire hall can't do anything about the two of them, what can a mortal do?

"No problem!" Bai Mutian rolled his eyes and said, "However, I will personally ring the Seven Buddha Town Demon Bell to test your concentration!"

"Huh?" the monks of Dongyang Ancient Temple all frowned. The supreme treasure of the Buddhist family, how can it be touched by the demon clan casually? And Bai Mutian will not be able to control the Seven Buddha Town Demon Clock.

"Hehe!" However, Amu sneered, "Okay, I'll let Qing Han pass you the five-style seal to ring the bell, okay?"

"Uncle Tianya!" Qing Han frowned, as if he felt something was wrong.

"It's okay! This Bai Mutian can't get out of this Dongyang Ancient Temple today!" Amu said to Qing Han with a smile.

Although Amu's voice was soft, it was not a secret transmission after all, so many people could hear it clearly. I don't know, what are the plans for the end of the world of this Dongyang Ancient Temple.

When Master Wuruo heard Amu say this, he didn't stop him.

"Haha!

Although Bai Mutian knew that these five magic formulas were by no means a secret that could not be passed on, but he personally rang the Seven Buddha Town Demon Bell, and Bai Mutian really couldn't think of what Amu a mortal could do to resist such a magic sound.

Listening to that magic sound three times, although it was a simulated magic sound, Bai Mutian knew that it was powerful. It's a dead person, and when the bell rings, I'm afraid they will cheat the corpse.

Can't you get out of this Dongyang Ancient Temple by yourself? In Bai Mutian's opinion, Amu's words are definitely a joke.

"Okay, it's decided!" Bai Mutian should make a bet, and Xiong Sheng naturally nodded in agreement.

"Please Mr. Zhu, Senior Brother Wuruo, and all of you to be a witness!" Amu smiled and hugged his fist to Mr. Zhu and Abbot Wuruo. That confident look makes people extremely confused.

In fact, although many Terrans hope that Amu will win, they can't see the possibility of Amu winning by half a point.

Things have developed to this point, and everyone can only nod.

The atmosphere in the main hall suddenly became tense.

This time is different from Fang Cai, Fang Cai can only be regarded as a face battle between the two clans, and now that the stakes have been raised, it is not just a face fight.

Signing a contract and being a demon slave for three years must be a great shame for the demon clan. That kind of contract for slavery is not like the blood sacrifice contract between Amu and the water charm. The Blood Sacrifice Contract is more of a collaboration, but the Three-Year Slave Contract is quite different.

And Amu's sentence is disposed of, which is equivalent to pressing his life.

Whichever side wins, it will be a difficult outcome for the other side to accept. However, at this point, there is no room for manoeuvre.

Supporters on both sides couldn't help but sweat. At this time, the most relaxed person in his heart was Amu.

Of course, he himself knows best.

The immortal bone and demon body of the soul realm are still there, and the magic sound is like fairy music to it.

Once in the Holy Maiden Ceremony of the Immortal Ghost Sect, even the monks of the Tribulation Realm and the Immortal Realm have fought, even if there is no mana now, can Amu still care about the two little demon clans?

Once in the sea, Amu does not seem to be bad in terms of momentum.

"Today, let me show you what the power of Dongyang King Kong is!" Amu first sneered and looked at Xiong Sheng.

As he spoke, Amu slowly walked to the bronze tripod, without any horse steps, with his left hand behind his back. Just with his right hand, he gently patted the body of the big ding, and the inside of the ding was empty.

"Bang-" The huge big tripod actually made Amu shoot like a big bell, buzzing and echoing.

At this moment, the faces of all the people present changed, how much strength should it be to make such a big ding, buzzing and echoing. That's a casual shot.

However, before everyone could react, Zaijian Amu grabbed the upper edge of the big tripod with his right hand, and didn't bend down to hold the tripod foot at all.

This is more than twice as difficult, and Amu's calmness makes everyone a little puzzled.

"Get up!" There was no horse step, no heavy drinking, and no green tendons exposed. Amu just said lightly, as if to remind everyone.

The bronze tripod weighing seven or eight thousand catties, Amu lifted it directly upside down above his head like carrying a kettle.

"Wow-" The audience thundered.

At this moment, the people in the whole hall were stupid, what kind of liliang is this? What kind of body is this? Is this still a mortal?

Xiong Sheng's eyes were about to pop out, and he could hardly believe his eyes. The monks of Dongyang Ancient Temple were also stunned, if Master Wuruo knew the origin of Amu, he couldn't help but look at Xiaoyun and Chenyue, only to see that the two of them were also at a loss, and then shook their heads slightly.

Amu is now a mortal, and anyone can see it. A mortal can lift such a big ding, and it is so casual, which is almost beyond everyone's understanding.

"Amitabha!" I don't know how many monks silently recited the Buddha's name in their hearts, sighing that the Dharma is boundless. I don't know how many Dongling monks secretly sighed at the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Dongyang Ancient Temple.

Amu was almost effortless this time, and he was much stronger than that Xiong Sheng. The immortal bone demon body of the Soul Realm Demon Cultivator is definitely not something that these monks in the main hall can imagine now.

"The little skill of carving insects is not worth mentioning! Look at my Dongyang King Kong power again!" Amu sneered, and when he saw him stretch out one arm, the palm of his right hand turned at the same time.

"Whew-" The bronze tripod was caught in the wind, and it actually spun and smashed straight towards the bear saint.

"Ahh

However, although the bronze tripod is heavy, it is only a mortal weapon after all. Xiong Sheng was startled, but he immediately reacted, mobilized the aura in his body, and caught Dading. If you don't use the power of the monk, you can directly smash it into a pulp.

Rao is like this, Xiong Sheng is a demon who transforms into the lower realm, but Amu's bronze tripod is thrown, and it is no less than tens of thousands of catties. Even if the bear saint was born with a different nature, he took a few steps back before he stabilized his figure.

"Whew!" the bear saint's face turned slightly pale, and he couldn't help but let out a turbid breath.

"Wait for a while, kowtow and admit your mistakes, and be my demon slave in Donggu Temple for three years!"

Xiong Sheng's shock in his heart at this time was overwhelming, and he was even a little frightened. In the human race, there is such a wrestler?

"Okay—" At this point, I don't know who took the lead in shouting.

For a time, in the entire Dongyang Hall, there was thunderous applause. Just now, Xiong Sheng was arrogant, and now he was directly overshadowed by Amu, and he finally took a bad breath for the human race.

"Let me let you know what it means to concentrate on Zen Mind!" Amu looked at Bai Mutian, the white ape elf.

"Ring the bell!" Amu said coldly. At the same time, Qing Han had already passed on the simple recipe of the five styles directly to Bai Mutian.

Just now, Amu easily lifted the big ding, and Bai Mutian's impression of Amu now is naturally different.

However, Bai Mutian still smiled coldly, although Amu's physical body is strong, but his concentration may not be good, he rings the bell himself, although there are only five formulas, but he will never be polite.

Take 10,000 steps back, even if you really lose, this white ape, who has practiced for thousands of years, doesn't want to fulfill the gambling contract. With his cultivation in the upper realm of transformation, he is confident that he is the abbot of Dongyang Ancient Temple, Master Wuruo, and I am afraid that he will not be able to stop him.

Thirty-six strategies, go ahead, this white ape old demon is confident that he can do it.

"Take it!" Bai Mu Tian snorted coldly, and the seal in his hand was sealed.

"When-" The magic bell of the Seven Buddhas sounded again.

Bai Mutian was treacherous and slippery, and he didn't give Ah Mupan a chance to sit and look at it at all, so he rang the ancient bell directly.

However, Zaijian Amu stood in the middle of the hall with his hands in his hands, and he had no intention of sitting cross-legged at all.

This made many monks in the main hall stunned, what kind of concentration is this?

Talking and laughing freely, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and Amu just looked at the white ape elf.

"Dangdang—"

Three bells rang, and Amu stood there without the slightest change.

At this time, everyone present was shocked and didn't know what to do!

Whether it is the clouds and moons of Wanqing Valley, or the cold of Dongyang Ancient Temple, it naturally includes Bai Mutian who rings the bell at this time. Under the simulated magic sound of the magic bell of the Seven Buddha Town, everything can't be as before, let alone look as calm as Amu.

When the bell rang five times, Amu still looked the same, and Bai Mutian's already slightly yellowish face gradually turned pale.

"There are also three formulas, hurry up and cast them!"

At this time, no one expected that Amu would be able to speak under the magic sound. The monks of Dongyang Ancient Temple knew the power of the Seven Buddha Town Demon Bell, and at this time, Amu's performance had made them completely speechless.

"Amitabha!" Wuruo, Shui Yun, Xiaoyun, and Chenyue are all reciting the Buddha's name, and they don't know what to say. No one thought that Amu's concentration was so outstanding.

At this time, I have also heard the magic sound, and I am quite conceited about my own concentration, and I am directly stunned and don't know what to say?

Xiaoyun and Chenyue even thought that the only explanation was that Amu must have been a supreme monk before his cultivation was exhausted, and there was a secret method that anyone could see.

Nine bells rang, and Bai Mutian only had two magic tricks left without casting.

Those magic sounds, in fact, listened to in Amur's ear, have no effect at all. You must know that Amu was originally a demon cultivator, and within the sea of knowledge, he was born with antibodies to some monsters.

Even if the cultivation is completely gone, but the instinct is still there? Maybe the big demon spell, Amu can't resist, but this qualitative simulation of the magic sound, not a problem at all. That bit of magic sound is really like fairy music for Amu's concentration.

The seal in Bai Mutian's hand changed again, and the bell changed again. However, none of this was effective for Amu.

Twelve bells rang, Bai Mutian already knew the ending in his heart, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Kowtow and admit his mistakes, make a contract, and be a demon slave in Dongyang Ancient Temple for three years!

"When—"

Suddenly, Bai Mutian released a white light with one hand, which rang the ancient bell.

At the same time, the old demon had turned into a white light.

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