Chapter 379 Betting

Over the Qingya Mountain, a white-haired old man with no arms and few legs is standing in the air with an angry face. Lacking arms, the old man's left arm was cut off with his shoulder: little leg, the old man's right thigh was blown up by the thunder and a piece of meat the size of a human head. Only the small half of the leg bone barely connected the calf and his body. There is also a transparent hole in his chest, flat and thin, obviously a stab wound of a flying sword.

Such an injury is only more serious than that of Yuanhua's ancestors. There are few Yuanhui's hard work, or strong elixir to heal the wound. I'm afraid this injury is not easy to heal. It's just that the vitality of immortals is extremely strong. The more advanced the immortals are, the more powerful they have. The legendary immortal, as long as the fairy soul is not scattered, even if there is only one head left, it can live well.

So this old man was so seriously injured that he could still hang arrogantly on the Qingya Mountain and fiercely provoke Yuanhuamen.

"Old Yuanhua, you ignore the mediation of the Sichuan immortals and actually send the doorman to ambush the real man on the road. It's simply too many people!" White-haired old man said, Huiling, the ancestor of the Comet Gate, pointed to Qingya Mountain and shouted harshly, "Come out, get out of here for me! Today, you and I must see a high and low victory and a low, and you will not die!"

Don't beg to follow Yuanhua's ancestor closely, set up a sword light and shoot high into the sky.

The comet spirit gate only came to Huiling Zhenren', and on the side of Yuanhuamen, from the left to the right, there have been more than a dozen immortals with more than a hundred Yuanshen monks, laid a dark six-in-one, embedded with the killing array of Nandou six stars, besieging Huiling Zhenren The eye of this large array is Qingya Mountain. Now the elders of Yuanhua Gate, who are cultivated by the three immortals, are sitting on the top of Qingya Mountain, guarding six light red flying swords flying in the air.

Huiling Zhenren was trapped by the big array, and Yuanhua's ancestor had also flown in front of him, but he was not afraid, but proudly looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back. Seeing that he was so calm and idle, the ancestor of Yuanhua couldn't help snorting coldly and scolded loudly, "Huiling old miscellaneous hair, why did you go to my Yuanhua Gate to provoke for no reason?"

Huiling's real person glanced at Yuanhua's ancestor angrily. He said angrily, "I'm in trouble for no reason? Your doorman's green staff injured my doorman's plaque river. You have to give me an explanation!"

The ancestor of Yuanhua turned his eyes and didn't talk nonsense. He took a move to the sky casually. Suddenly, the flowing clouds in the distance of thousands of miles in all directions suddenly made a sound of breaking the air, and quickly gathered to the palm of the ancestor of Yuanhua. However, in the blink of an eye, a white thunder ball the size of a rice bucket appeared in the hands of Yuanhua Laozu. He smashed the thunder ball into Huiling Zhenren in front of him without saying a word.

Huiling Zhenren also snorted coldly. His eyes stared, and suddenly a clear spring appeared in front of him. A lotus flower quickly emerged from the clear spring. In the blink of an eye, three pink and tender lotus flowers were born. The light shaking of the round lotus firmly blocked the thunderball coming to his face. With a muffled sound, the air around him swayed, and the thunderball and the lotus were annihilated at the same time.

Two sword sounds sounded, and a white sword light on Yuanhua's head rushed to the heart of the real person. A yellow sword light also flew out of Huiling's real body, turning into a cold light with scales and claws like a python, facing the flying sword of Yuanhua's ancestor. The two sword lights were held together like crazy bulls. The sword lights twisted, entangled, stabbed and wiped each other, and played happily in the air. The harsh friction sound shocked the ears of Begging and others who were watching the battle in the distance, and they had to seal the eardrums.

The flying sword held each other for a full hour, and finally the secret of Yuanhua Laozu's sword was superior, and a thin sword light was separated from the oblique thorn like an electric light. Be careful to stab the real person of Huiling.

And the light of Huiling Zhenren's yellow sword has been suppressed to dim light, and there is no initial power.

Seeing that the differentiated sword light was about to shoot through the body of Huiling Zhenren, Huiling Zhenren snorted coldly, made a fingerprint on his hands, and said lightly: "Luling! Return!" The air in front of him slammed, and a thunder sounded. The sword light of Yuanhua's ancestors was shattered and turned into countless fireflies.

' With a loud noise, Huiling Zhenren shattered the differentiated sword light of Yuanhua's ancestor, but his flying sword was also twisted by Yuanhua's white sword light, which lost all the flame and turned into a dark yellow strange-shaped flying sword and swayed back awkwardly. A dim airflow above Huiling's head rushed up, caught his flying sword and hid it in his body. Yuanhua's ancestor pointed at the unygiving hand, and the light of the flying sword suddenly flourished, and a hundred-foot-long white light shot at Huiling Zhenren.

With a cold snort, Huiling reached into his mouth and bit his fingertips, and then painted a fist-sized rune in the air with his light golden fairy blood. Don't beg to recognize this rune, which is the deterrence in the ancient fairyland, and the word has extremely powerful power.

With a high-pitched spell into the clouds, Huiling's real man's wrist trembled, and the golden rune shot out in the air. With a loud noise, the rune exploded, and the huge shock wave concentrated on the sword light of Yuanhua Laozu. The white sword light suddenly darkened, and it was hit more than ten miles away by the rune, and it swayed for a long time. Yuanhua's body trembled slightly and was forced to retreat more than a dozen steps by an invisible dark force.

The two ancestors looked at each other and sneered at the same time. Suddenly, all kinds of fairy magic methods emerged one after another, and all kinds of flying sword magic magic runes and thunder methods were played out at the same time. For a moment, there were only countless lights in the void, and all kinds of thunderstorms made people shaky. I couldn't see where the two ancestors were at all.

At the level of Yuanhua Laozu and Huiling Zhenren, the power of each attack is extremely condensed, the power is condensed but not scattered, and not too much power will be emitted. Therefore, although they were lively, they did not have any impact on Begging and others. At most, there was only a gust of wind blowing face to face, which did not cause any substantial damage.

The two of them crackled and fought. In the end, they were so tired that they were panting and sweating all over, and almost stopped fighting at the same time.

Separated several miles away, the two stared at each other for a while. Huiling Zhenren did not mean to escape, and Yuanhua Laozu did not order to launch a large array, relying on the advantage of the home court to leave Huiling Zhenren here.

After gasping for a long time, the two of them coughed violently at the same time. They were all seriously injured, and now they suddenly fought with great strength. The fairy power in their bodies has been exhausted, and they are also involved in the original old injury, and they have lost a lot of blood and vitality.

After waiting to gasp, Yuanhua's ancestor pointed to Huiling and sneered, "Huiling, on the skin of your mouth, you can't compete for black and white. To be reasonable, a year and a half later, we saw a clear distinction in the gambling bet hosted by Xianjun. The character of Jianghe, hum!" With a cold snort, Yuanhua's ancestor turned his head. It seemed that he was too lazy to continue to pester the injury of the craftsman River Fairy. He looked down on the character of the river fairy at all.

Huiling gritted his teeth and said, "Is the green staff of Yuanhuamen so humble? I can take away my uncle's double cultivation partner, hahaha. As soon as the world was opened, such things were unheard of and never been seen!"

Huiling Zhenren said a word, and he was so angry that the Taoist's eyes were green. He almost wanted to rush up and fight with Huiling Zhenren. The Taoist of Mo Luan, as well as several other elders in the fairyland world around him, looked over to the side with bad eyes, and stared at the green stick fairy with his eyes.

The idiot stared, his chest straightened, and the urn roared angrily, "You guys, what do you want to do? Do you want to fight?"

The Taoist took a few breaths, gritted his teeth to suppress the anger and resentment in his heart, lowered his eyelids, and waved his hand to the Moluan Taoist group. Mo Luan Taoist and others slowly lowered their heads and didn't say a word.

The green stick fairy tilted his eyes and squinted at several Mo Luan Taoists. He lowered his voice and ordered, "Look at those people clearly, Mo Luan, Qing Peng, Yu He and Bo Lao. They are the four gates of Uncle Armpit Master. Under their doors, they are all called spiritual birds. When you see them in the

The same is true. If you see that their cultivation is not as good as yours, you can bully them. I will support you with the great master and the master!"

After listening to the words of the green stick fairy, don't beg and can't help grinning. Isn't it afraid that the disciples of the disciples will really conflict and cause the division of the door? Yuanhua's ancestors let such things be ignored. Is there anything else to pay attention to?

In the distance, Yuanhua's ancestor suddenly laughed loudly: "Well, you are a wise old miscellaneous hair. You intend to provoke our relationship. Sure enough, you are all ordinary people, and they all rely on two lips and one tongue to make a living! Hey, you came to the door today to vent your anger on your doorman. If you bring someone here, I have the intention to kill them all! But if you come to the door alone, I really can't pull my face to besiege you alone!"

After mediting for a moment, Yuanhua's ancestor sneered and said, "A year and a half later, when our family points out the winner, you and I fight alone, how about using you and my mountain gate as a bet? If I lose, Qingya Star belongs to your Comet Spirit Gate; if you lose, you have to give me Yuanhua Gate!"

Huiling turned his eyes and said with a sneer, "Yuanhua, do you really think you can beat me?"

Yuanhua's ancestor said disapprovingly, "Can we beat you? We will see a clear hand at that time. Why waste our lips and tongue now?"

Huiling Zhenren turned his eyes and sneered, "Okay, please ask the Sichuan fairy to be a witness, sign a formal document, and use the mountain gate as a bet. Ben Zhenren also has this intention."

A golden light fell from the sky, and the Sichuan fairy in a purple robe fell down with a small scroll with one hand. He smiled and said with a smile, "Both fairy friends have this idea. That's the best. Use your own mountain gate to make a bet, such a big gamble, really, t-t-t-t..."

Yuanhua Laozu was suddenly stunned. He looked at Huiling and smiled and said, "Emotion, you old bastard, did something to do?"

Chuan Xianren nodded and smiled, "Ancestor Yuanhua, I have been waiting for more than half a day.

Ha ha, it's really a witness that Huiling asked me to be a bet in advance!"

Yuanhua Laozu and Huiling Zhenren looked at each other, and at the same time, he laughed, but there was no more heat in the laughter.

Under the testimony of the Sichuan fairy, Yuanhua Laozu and Huiling Zhenren signed the bet at the same time.

A year and a half later, the two disciples gambled to determine the ownership of the spirit stone ore planet.

A year and a half later, the two ancestors fought alone and decided to obey both sides.

Under the promotion of a person with a heart, the bet immediately spread all over the world.