Arrogant War Sovereign

"Fu Lusheng, I'll win in lacquer fishing."

"It will not only win, but also kill your grandson-in-law."

"Your grandson-in-law is a new man. Can he turn the world around?"

"I don't believe that his strength can be stronger."

Yan Yuanzheng said with a cold face.

In Yan Yuanzheng's eyes, he wanted to die.

Chonglou, a new man, should never, can't fight against the lacquer fishing plague of the Holy One.

Even if two people fight, the result is absolutely one-sided.

"Ha ha."

"Since you want to bet, let's make a good bet."

"Everyone is watching. Let's admit defeat and talk about the problem of gambling."

Fu Lusheng said with a laugh.

"Fu Lusheng, you old man, I'd like to know why you believe this new boy."

"If you want to gamble, just say what you want to gamble?"

Yan Yuanzheng asked coldly.

"If we don't gamble on anything else, let's gamble on the spirit of saints."

"The spirit of the ninth class sage, do you dare to gamble?"

Fu Lusheng asked with a sneer.

The spirit of the ninth class Saint comes out.

Many of the high-level warriors of Guangming Shenzong changed their faces.

For everyone, the spirit of the ninth class saint is almost the same as the top level spiritual treasure and elixir.

The spirit of the saint can not only enhance the strength and power of the saint, but also refine the body of the saint.

It's also good for the way of the saints.

The spirit of the saint is the key to the cultivation of three of the four ways of the saint.

The spirit of the nine saints is the top of the top.

Even Yan Yuanzheng's strength, want to gather a drop of nine saints spirit, at least a month.

It is conceivable that these nine saints are valuable.

"Bet."

"How much do you want to bet?"

Yan Yuanzheng went out. He didn't believe that Chonglou could really defeat lacquer fishing plague.

"A hundred drops."

Fu Lusheng directly took out a hundred drops of the spirit of the ninth class sage.

One hundred drops of the spirit of the nine saints is dazzling.

When a hundred drops of the spirit of the ninth class saint is taken out.

Yan Yuanzheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I'm with you."

"Lord, I hope to be a witness."

"I'm afraid that Fu Lusheng will come back after losing."

Yan Yuanzheng said with a sneer.

Said, is also took out a hundred drops of nine saints spirit.

"Wait a minute, I don't know if I can make a bet."

The head of Yinyu peak, Ju yantuo, said with a smile.

How can he miss such good things as making money.

"I'm also betting that lacquer fishing plague will win."

"Fu Lusheng, I'll add a note here. What do you think?"

Ju yantuo said with a sneer.

"How can Fu Lusheng be sentimental? I'll accompany him."

"Ju yantuo, you bet on lacquer to catch the plague."

"I'll bet on Chonglou."

Beas, the owner of penalty peak, also joined the gambling game.

"I'll take a hundred drops."

"Does anyone take one?"

Tianquan peak master Yan Tianqing said with a sneer.

"I'll pick you up."

Xuanji peak owner taishu Dongyi, taishu min's grandfather said.

"I'll take a bet here, a hundred drops."

Thousand cliff peak main que Yichen said with a smile.

"Que Yichen, let me play with you."

Tianshu peak master xiuhun said with a smile.

"I'm short of a bet."

"Is anyone here to play?"

"I'm betting that this guy from Chonglou will win."

Duan said with a smile.

"Xunjiao, I'll play with you."

Huo Lun, the chief of Yaofeng, appeared.

"Old Horan, what brings you out?"

"You old man, don't you always want to refine the magic pill?"

See Huolun, forging burning said with a laugh.