Tripod Reverses the Heaven

There was a lot of commotion at the scene, and the crowd had hot discussions. Although the 5 billion yuan worth of crystal stone is indeed a sky high price, at least there are enough people on the scene, so we can gamble together.

Finally, someone stood up, took out a lot of Tiancai Dibao and yuanjingshi, threw them into the air and said, "count me. Although I am very optimistic about blue binger, sometimes we still face the facts calmly."

Ming Xiaoyang looked at the pile of things, then nodded and said, "well, what you took out is barely counted as 10 million!" Then, with a wave of his big hand, a brand appeared on the man's palm.

"This is the certificate. If blue binger loses, you can use this brand to get your own yuan spar."

"Thank you, master!"

The man stepped down with joy. In his opinion, LAN binger had no chance to win today. Coming to participate in the bet was just making an unexpected fortune.

"I'll come too!"

Then, five or six people stood up, and tens of millions of Tiancai Dibao and Yuanjing stone floated in the air. They also had to participate in the bet, and the bet on blue binger lost!

"Hum, you wavering things still firmly support LAN Bing er a moment ago. Unexpectedly, you changed when you saw a little interest. I despise you!"

Someone gave a cold hum. This is the firm supporter of LAN binger. He doesn't like these people who bet on LAN binger.

"Yes, what kind of person is mu Qingqing? Don't you know? I'm so cruel and cruel at a young age. I can't stand it, don't like it, and resolutely don't support her! "

There were many such cries. Although these people shouted fiercely, no one dared to bet on LAN binger's victory. They support LAN binger in their hearts, but they are still more rational in the face of the gap in strength.

If you put the heavy treasure on LAN binger, they are doomed to lose.

"I dare not really take things out to gamble. What's the use of yelling?" Some people despised it, and then rushed into the air. With a big hand, countless yuan spars and natural materials and earth treasures came out, with a total value of more than 50 million.

The man's behavior caused many people to abuse, because there were too many people supporting LAN binger on the spot. Anyone who gambles on LAN bing'er will arouse the anger of many people.

However, there were too many people on the scene. Naturally, a large number of people did not firmly support LAN binger. Under the temptation of a large number of meta stones, they still chose to bet.

Gradually, a full 200 people participated and all bet on LAN binger lost.

These two hundred people are quite generous, but they really put together five billion yuan worth of natural materials, earth treasures and Yuan spar.

This makes Ming Xiaoyang so happy that he can't smile.

The five billion yuan worth of Tiancai Dibao and Yuanjing stone are suspended in the air, directly covering most of the sky.

At this time, Gu Feng's face was already completely black, and secretly spit on the dark god uncle for being shameless. In 1989, the uncle's heart became darker, and he had so many holes all at once.

"Eh? How can he be sure that Lan binger will win? "

The ancient wind suddenly felt cold in his back.

"Could it be... Could it be that he overheard my conversation with Xiaoqing? Or was he peeping at the maple trees a few days ago? "

The old wind's face is gloomy and terrible. It doesn't bode well.

If it's the former, it's OK. It only shows that his strength is too strong, but if it's the latter, it's terrible. Does it mean that the middle-aged uncle has been tracking himself?

Gu Feng doesn't understand, so he simply doesn't think about it anymore. Maybe it's not as bad as expected. Over the years, I haven't seen the trace of Ming Xiaoyang. I shouldn't be tracking myself.

On the other side, seeing that the Tiancai and Dibao worth 5 billion yuan of spar have been collected, Ming Xiaoyang is full of laughter.

He shouted at the dozen silly gods: "what are you waiting for? Start now? "

"Yes, yes, yes!"

More than a dozen true gods fell like cold cicadas. They hurried back to the high platform and began to order to continue the competition.

On the stage, they began to confront each other. The noisy Shenwu square immediately quieted down, and the atmosphere began to suppress.

Half a minute later, I saw a clear wood and said in a cold tone: "Lan bing'er, you were too much that night. Today I want you to pay the price!"

Obviously, this incarnation is a person with independent thoughts. He still has a grudge about what happened that night. She will never forget how she was abducted and how she was bullied by several people when she rushed out of the sack.

That experience, for her, was the biggest stain in her life.

"Come on, now that you're on the stage, there's nothing to say. Today, I'll try my best to fight!" Blue bing'er responded coldly.

Immediately, she took the lead and didn't give Mu Qingqing a preemptive chance.

"Snow all over the sky!"

Blue bing'er roared, and then the temperature of the whole battle platform was falling sharply. There were ice particles falling in the air.

Then, snowflakes fell and turned into endless swords, killing Mu Qingqing.

"Good!"

Seeing the great magic power of LAN binger, nearly two million spectators at the scene immediately cheered, with great momentum.

"Rome was built three feet!"

Mu Qingqing also roared. Around her, the temperature became lower at this time. The endless snowflake flying sword came close to her and was miraculously frozen again and couldn't move forward any more.

"This..."

People were shocked and began to get nervous.

"Unexpectedly, both of them are good at the attribute of cold ice. Now it's the tip of a needle against the awn of wheat. If you want to win, it depends on who understands the profound meaning better!"

Someone made such an evaluation, which was very shocking.

"No, Mu Qingqing understands the profound meaning more deeply, and LAN Bing is going to lose!"

Many people can see that blue ice is not as clear as wood in terms of cold ice attribute.

If the battle goes on like this, LAN binger will lose sooner or later.

At this time, LAN bing'er's eyes were wide and tried to control his profound meaning of cold ice, trying to make those snowflake swords further. But it's a pity that at this time, around the clear wood, it seems to form a general field, and everything is prohibited. Blue binger's snowflake sword can't be any closer after all.

"Haha, ancient style, aren't you very confident? Seeing the strength gap, I don't know what you feel now? I'm looking forward to you kneeling on the stage and slapping yourself in the face! "

At this time, Jiang Yu's voice rang. Seeing that Mu Qingqing had a little advantage, he began to ridicule and satirize.