Diary of a Sturdy Immortal

Just when the two of them were on the winning stage, Daojun Liangsheng and Daojun Fucang not far away were also looking this way.

"Master Huamao is your beloved disciple. Jin Youqian is still so greedy for life and afraid of death that he actually encouraged your disciple to fight with that female cultivator."

Dissatisfaction flashed across Fucang Daojun's eyes, and then he stroked his beard and smiled.

“无妨，我这爱徒皮糙肉厚的可最是抗揍了，哈哈～就让他去会会那小女修，也无妨。”

Liang Shengdaojun's mouth curled up slightly when he heard what he said, but in the end he still helped his junior to find compensation.

"If Master Huamao wins this time, I will also add a bonus. I happen to have a seventh-level earth-type rock spirit soft armor here, and I will give it to Master Huamao."

After hearing what he said, Taojun Fucang felt a little satisfied, but he still touched his goatee with a bright smile on his face.

"Then I'll thank you very much for my scoundrel."

Daojun Liang Sheng waved the folding fan in his hand indifferently and looked at Chu Yunyan

"I just don't know if your apprentice can force that little female cultivator's beast out."

Taoist Master Fu Cang stroked his beard and his eyes flashed with a mysterious smile.

"Wouldn't you know it just by looking at it?"

Master Huamao strutted past Chu Yunyan and onto the winning and losing stage. He looked at Chu Yunyan who was slowly coming up with disdain and waved his hand to release a six-level two-headed snake.

"Don't say I bully you. Both sides are used to fighting with me. I wouldn't be used to it without it.

Of course, you can also release your spirit beast to fight with you, but I won't suggest it. This is the fairest way. "

Chu Yunyan smiled slightly and waved her hand to release Zhui Feng. Now Zhui Feng was also a peak sixth level spiritual beast.

"Master, you finally let me out for some fun. I've almost played with you all over the space."

"I asked you to come out to fight. Have you seen the sixth-order two-headed snake on the opposite side? You have to be careful."

Zhui Feng shook his big furry head and licked his sharp tiger claws.

"Master, don't worry, that long worm just has an extra head, leave it to me!"

"So confident?"

"must!

I don’t just play in space, I also practice. "

Chu Yunyan touched Zhuifeng's big head and said to Master Huamao

"It just so happens that I also have a spiritual pet with a similar level to your pair. Let them play with it."

Master Huamao has also heard that Master Ziyan in front of him has a mythical beast, but now it seems that it is just a flying tiger.

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"So let's get started!"

After speaking, he glanced at the referee at the late Jindan stage in the ring.

The referee nodded and said

"Since you two have entered this arena, you must have understood the rules of this arena. As long as you beat the opponent until he is unable to fight back, you will win.

Of course, if you accidentally kill the opponent, you will have to pay a fine. The penalty rule is double the entire bet.

Okay, let’s get started! "

As he finished speaking, Huamao Zhenren turned his hand and an earth-type flying sword appeared in his hand. Before the flying sword arrived, earth thorns came out from under Chu Yunyan and attacked.

From this hand, it can be seen that this person's understanding and use of earth magic is like an arm. The wind spirit power under Chu Yunyan's feet is moving, and the person disappears in place. With so many people below the ring looking at her, naturally they can't use the space. Teleportation is a magical power that can only be used by monks who transform themselves into spirits.

But she was already very skilled in the use of wind spiritual power. Huamao Zhenren only felt that the figure in front of him flashed and the person disappeared before his eyes.

But after all, it was not teleportation, there was still a trace, but he was not as fast as Chu Yunyan, and Chu Yunyan's red flame sword knocked his earth flying sword away.

The birth magic weapon was knocked away, causing his own energy and blood to surge for a moment. In that instant, Chu Yunyan threw three seventh-level thunder and fire talismans, forming a three-talent formation and trapping Huamao Zhenren in it.

Under the ring, Jin Youqian frowned. This Huamao master really underestimated the enemy.

Shanzhen and Hei Laosan also sat down side by side and watched. Shanzhen felt relieved when she saw Chu Yunyan using the talisman.

The black old man clicked his tongue

"Can Master Zi Yan draw a seventh-level talisman?"

Shanzhen smiled proudly, as if she was proud of herself

"That's natural. I remember the first time I met her and teamed up with her. At that time, she was throwing out a thousand talismans at once. Think about how spectacular that scene was?"

Black Lao San immediately agreed

"Be good! Isn't the monk she is facing extremely unlucky?"

"No!"

Jin Youqian was standing not far away from the two of them. He heard their conversation clearly and snorted coldly.

"A thousand? If it's not a talisman of the same level, it won't work even if you throw out 10,000!"

Upon hearing this, Shanzhen rolled her eyes and said to the black old man beside her:

"Have you placed your bet?"

"I'm betting on Zi Yan to win. I'm betting on 10,000 medium-grade spiritual stones. That's all my belongings!"

Shanzhen handed him a storage bag

"Go help me and bet on her to win. Here is all my belongings. I'm just waiting to make a profit this time!"

Jin Youqian, who was angry at the side, also took out a storage bag and handed it to the follower on the side.

"Go and bet 100,000 medium-grade spiritual stones. Bet on the real person Huamao to win!"

The follower immediately took the storage bag and went to place a bet. When he came back, he said to Jin Youqian

"Rich Master, the current odds of Huamao Master are one to two, and that Ziyan Master's odds are twenty to one, there is no way anyone can make the number of people betting on her pitiful!"

Jin Youqian snorted coldly and continued to look at the ring, ignoring the silly smiles of Shanzhen and Hei Laosan on the side.

"If I win, I can earn 10,000 and 200,000, hehe! This is really faster than getting spiritual stones!"

"That's natural. Look, Master Huamao is going to break the formation with force?"

Hei Laosan's smiling face wrinkled up

"Isn't that Tianleizi?"

Although Tianleizi is also divided into levels, it can surpass the level and blow up the monks to death and cripples. Especially when Master Huamao throws the seventh-level Tianleizi, Nascent Soul monks will avoid its sharp edge when they see it.

Moreover, any one of these seventh-level Tianleizi in the world of immortality would be the best choice for Nascent Soul cultivators. How much hatred is there?

Daojun Fucang and Daojun Liangsheng looked at each other, and Daojun Fucang continued to touch his poor goatee.

"You, this junior, are so generous that you even used the seventh-order Tianleizi."

In fact, he was already thinking in his heart that when he returned this time, he would definitely lock up Huamao, a fool, for a hundred years, and would not release him until he had a baby, so that he could be robbed by others.

The corners of Liang Shengdaojun's mouth twitched, and he smiled on his face. He had already thought about it in his heart. He would teach this junior of the Jin family a lesson when he went back. Why can't he look for someone farther away to be a gunman?

Chu Yunyan's three seventh-level thunder fire talismans faced the seventh-level Tianleizi, and the power of the explosion was enough to blow the shit out of both of them.

But fortunately, both of them have life-saving financial resources. Didn't you see that the defensive shield on the ring was already showing signs of cracking?

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