Chapter 228 Gambling, gambling is a big living person

Chapter 228 is gambling, and the gambling capital is a big living person

The Western master smiled coldly and stroked his hand to the top of his head to wash his shiny bald head. Just now, his red hair suddenly turned into flame. After burning the Tianzhao dwarf into ashes, he was also glorious and righteous, and roasted his scalp into the color of coke.

His hands are also strange, as transparent as ice crystals, and even the bones inside can be seen. As soon as he strokes the top of his head, the dead skin quickly falls off, revealing red meat, and then quickly turns into a normal color, but it is impossible for his hair to grow out for a while.

In the face of Yao Weiming's provocation, this freshly baked bald cheeks moved and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, but it was the color of ice crystals, white to transparent, still curling cold, squirming like life, suddenly!

A group of small flying insects with wings flew out of the thick phlegm, one after another, one after another, all hovering on the head of the Western patriarch, forming an umbrella cover to protect him. At this time, the Western patriarch finally said, "This is a cicada, a kind of spiritual insect in the western polar regions, which specializes on ice crystals and snow for a living. You will If you die here, you can't stop not to let you know the name of the cicada.

Yao Weiming looked at those 'cold cicadas' curiously. His appearance was almost the same as that of summer, but there was only a few days of life. That is, the color was snow-white, not black and brown. Of course, Yao Weiming would not take it lightly foolishly. Just when he thought so, the West taught The main hand had fallen like a baton, and the hordes of cicadas launched a fierce attack.

Yao Weiming put the ghost white bone flag on the ground in a hurry, sat by the flagpole without hurry, and then did not move. He smiled and looked at the beautiful flying insects coming, and then flew around like a drunken person, rolling up and down, and finally fell in front of the flag, like a bird with broken wings, and it was difficult to fly. .

This is the great power of the underworld white bone flag that can make people fascinated, fall into a complete coma, and then be slaughtered by others after absorbing millions of ghosts and grievances!

The Western patriarch's face showed surprise for the first time, and it seemed that he did not expect this at all.

But what's more surprising is that although these cold cicadas fell from the air, they did not faint, but spit out blisters one by one, and the Chaoyao Weiming killed one after another. The number is huge, like a torrent.

Yao Weiming quickly issued a red 'concentric spell', divided into dozens of small cold flames, wrapped dozens of cicadas, quietly seized its consciousness, controlled the body of the little thing, turned to kill his companion, and bit it into a ball.

This is the unique magic of the 'Heart Magic Curse' learned by Tianzhao Mantra. It is led by all kinds of emotions on people, which can make people fall into the madness of love. It can make people think that they are obsessed with it. It can also brazenly erase other people's consciousness and control his body. Of course, this requires profound cultivation.

Yao Weiming got the cultivation from the Tianzhao Curse. The power of imitating the Tianmo Heart Curse is really vivid. The power is much worse, and the single wisdom of the cicada is not high, so it is easily controlled. However, compared with the huge number of enemies, the speed of Yao Weiming's "converting the enemy into me" is obviously too slow, and he fell into a bug for a while. In the bitter battle.

The Western master was not idle. His body danced like a strong wind, bringing up the wind and snow, hail, ice, and constantly rolling up the flags. He vowed to freeze Yao Weiming, and it was not a living thing. The ghost white bone flag did not stop it at all. The cold cicadas were wrapped in the wind and snow, and some could actually fly again. Get up, spit out ten thousand years of ice, and turn into an ice sword in the air, which is more threatening.

Outside the Doushentai, the imperial concubine Wuwan took a look. Qianqianyu's hand suddenly reached to her waist, untied the 'Ruyi Golden Rope' and handed it to Zhao Er, saying, "Take the gambling money lost to you!"

"slow down!" The demon prince stretched out his hand to stop him: "There is no winner yet. The bald boy may not lose!" The other hand was behind him, quietly pointing, and a black shot was about to go towards the Western master.

Zhao Er always pays attention to him, and he can't detect it: "Grandma, you can't afford to lose, you have to cheat!" Seeing that the lost treasure was about to return to his hand, he was also cruel. He turned his head, snorted coldly, and spewed Xuanyin's nose sword gas from his nose. Suddenly, he cut off the black gas, and then quickly hid in the ground without being seen clearly.

The demon prince was furious and raised his palm: "The old thief died!"

Zhao Er fought against each other and said, "Kid, do you want to go back on your word?" The crutch was held high and was about to hit the big head of the demon prince.

When it was about to break out, the imperial concubine Wu Wan smiled and stepped in to separate the two and said, "It's just a game. Why hurt your harmony?" With that, he returned the Ruyi gold hoop to Zhao Er.

The demon prince snorted coldly, and his eyes were almost red, staring at the thief who took the belt with the smell of his mother's body.

Zhao Er was overjoyed. He threw the crutch, shook the golden rope, and shook it into an iron rod that was 1.5 meters long and the mouth of the bowl was thick. When he hit the ground and held it in his hand, he looked left and right to be really majestic. Before he was happy, he listened to the imperial concubine Wuwan say:

"After one game, how about a game? Let's bet that the person who will play next time will be better than the person who takes the flag! What do you think?

Zhao Er was stunned and instantly understood that she was going to fight back. What she wanted must be 'a search'! Even if she can leave a dress for herself, she is kind. She hesitates and doesn't want to agree. She thinks about it again: the right situation is only the two heavenly demon masters in the central part of the north, and the old demon of Hehuan was chased for his life by Yao Weiming before, and the central leader is an unknown person. Even the information of the old man holding the urn is only mentioned a few words. What do you think? It's all for sure.

Well, since the imperial concubine Wu Wan still wants to send something to herself, it's better to fulfill her. Zhao Er thought of this and asked, "Dare to ask the Empress, what do you use for gambling money this time?"

The divine concubine Wu Wan ambiguously stretched out a spring-like jade finger and said, "A beautiful maid who can eat, sleep, and do things. You are happy."

When it heard it, it looked at Zhao Er's changed appearance of a white-haired old man, and lost her appetite. Although she was a snake demon, she also paid attention to taste and said, "Mother..."

The imperial concubine Wuwan stared at her and sighed, "You are a ungry good person. I'm so connected to you, but you are not satisfied. Well, I don't need you."

It has a big head and is completely confused.

Zhao Er was swayed. He expected that the imperial concubine Wuwan would not change her mind, so he did not protest. He answered, "Well, I will still use three coins as gambling."

"No, no, I'm a person, and I have to win a big life." The divine concubine Wu Wan shook her head repeatedly and said, "Well, you are always older, but it's always useful. If you lose, come into my door and be a slave."

"I knew that this was to swallow my whole body and not even leave my clothes." Zhao Er knew such an expression for a long time, and he agreed after thinking for a moment.

"Okay, high-five for the alliance!" The dark palm of the imperial concubine Wuwan was raised, and with Zhao Er's thick five-finger palm, they fought together, and the covenant was confirmed.

Zhao Er took back some scorching palms and looked at the Doushen platform. Her hands were really soft. The heat transmitted was warm as if it could melt people. After a while, she calmed down her inexplicably beating heart.

In the Doushentai, Yao Weiming has launched a counterattack. He saw his hands moving together, like a flower butterfly. Often, the traces of one hand have not disappeared, and the other is covered up. One hand after another, like a thousand-handed Avalokitesvara. In the end, there are arms moving in all directions, especially the palm of his hand, cold flame. Vertically and horizontally, the red 'pure sun spell', the purple 'the ghost fire spell', the black 'immortal spell', the blue 'water condensation spell', the white 'empty heart spell', and the blue 'green hat spell', the total number is much more than the Tianzhao spell.

This is the result of the 'Heavenly Demon Heart Curse' that Yao Weiming has carefully practiced recently. At this time, it is displayed to form a 'seven-color extinction spell', which fully shows the power of its power passed by the Heavenly Demon Lord to the Eastern Heavenly Demon Religion. The reason why it has not been shown before is that it has not met the human master.

The cold flames of the seven colors are as hot and unrestrained as people, or silent, or firm, mixed with completely different emotions. They are forcibly fused together by Yao Weiming, and the cold cicada in front of him releases its terrible power. After a burst of colorful light soaring into the sky, a little is suddenly added to a pot of boiling hot oil. Cold water, crackling and clension, continuous.

The cicada could hardly escape. It exploded one after another, and in the end, it even exploded in groups at the same time. The scene was really spectacular.

But what fell into the eyes of the Western masters was an extremely horrible picture, with his eyebrows and feet constantly shaking. Obviously, his interior was suffering like a fire, "Ah!" Suddenly, he jumped into the air with a roar. When he landed, his thighs were bent and stretched tightly against his calves, and his buttocks were close to his ankles, as if he had used all his strength on his legs.

When the two strips landed on the ground, the thick ice surface quickly cracked outward with a bang. A deep pit appeared with the Western leader as the center, and a tide of ice and snow surged up. The tide of ice and snow was higher than the other, and quickly buried Yao Weiming and the ghost white bone flag in the snow. He did not stop, shaking the ice and snow covering the whole Qianji Mountain. Get up, thousands of snowflakes are flying, silver makeup powder wipes, making it difficult to see the scene inside.

As a result, countless cicadas escaped and disappeared in the snow in a hurry.

When the Western priest stood up, his legs kept shaking and he could hardly stand. As soon as his left foot took a step, he slipped under his feet and slid close to the ice to his original seat. He leaned against the handlebar with his left hand and said lightly:

"I lost!"

It's really a hero, and people can't help but cry.

The old man holding the urn sitting high in the center stood up and laughed, "Okay, well done! There is a reward!"

——————I'm completely naked, ask for a red ticket, and it's better to have a reward =_=