Looking at the spread of the old man with seven hands, Zhang Ruochen understood that once the space chaos insect was handed over, it would definitely be impossible, so he would buy it with a thousand divine stones.

Zhang Ruochen sighed: "You overestimate its value too much!"

Paleozi laughed in a deep voice: "I'm not overestimating at all, I'm very willing to spend 570,000 divine stones to buy the space chaos insect on behalf of the Palace of Eternal Life."

"The Goddess Tower is willing to spend a million divine stones to buy the space chaos insect."

"Shura Temple is willing to spend two million divine stones to buy the space chaos insect."

...

Quotes that were scattered and scattered were heard constantly.

A supreme holy weapon cannot cause such a fierce battle.

Zhang Ruochen whispered to the Seven-handed Old Man, saying, "Why don't we sell the Space Chaos Worm to the Shura Temple for two million divine stones? After selling it, we will share the half equally?"

The old man with seven hands smiled hoarsely, "Why should I share the same half with you?"

"Because I'll say a few more words, the price of this space chaos insect will drop below 150,000 divine stones. Not only will the senior not get one divine stone, but he will also have to make a large amount of divine stones that have lost. Why should you refuse such a win-win situation?" Zhang Ruochen said with a sinister smile.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's smile, the old man Qishou was almost certain and became confused.

The Qianwen Realm Great Saint who represented the Shura Temple, named Xing Qian, couldn't help but feel nervous when he heard this.

Although Xing Qian is a disciple of a god in the Shura Temple, if he misjudged the value of the time and space chaos insect, he would definitely not be able to escape death.

The Shura Temple will never give it to two million divine stones.

Only by killing him can we cut off the relationship between this matter and the Shura Temple.

"I have already passed the news to Master, why hasn't my master responded yet?" When Zhang Ruochen and the Seven-Handed Old Man looked at each other without saying a word, Xing Qian was extremely nervous, afraid that the Seven-Handed Old Man suddenly agreed.

This is another big bet!

A bigger gamble.

The showdown between Zhang Ruochen and the Seven-Handed Old Man.

What you bet on is the heart.

The difference is that Zhang Ruochen is sure to win and has long been invincible, but... he just wants to win more.

It depends on how the seven-handed old man judges?

Xing Qian couldn't stand the mental torture and said in a trembling voice: "I can take it back..."

"Okay, I agree to sell it to the Shura Temple for two million divine stones." said the old man Qishou.

At this moment, Xing Qian heard the master's divine voice and came into his mind: "It's just a larva. If you want to grow an adult, it's too expensive and has limited value."

Not only Xing Qian, but other monks who sent out also received replies from the gods.

"Although space chaos insects are rare, some powerful gods can still catch them. The reason they are not raised is that the cost of raising them is too high. Cultivating an adult insect is more expensive than cultivating ten gods."

"Entertainment of the space chaos insect cannot be controlled by the gods and has no cultivation value."

"The larvae of the space chaos insect will die within one day once there is no space treasure to swallow, or there is no space monk providing it with the holy energy to absorb it."

"You can buy research and refining medicine. The price of a larva is more than 30,000 divine stones, so don't buy it!"

...

The space chaos insect is very unfamiliar to the Holy Realm monks, but the gods obviously know its existence, and information about the space chaos insects spread.

A god gave it an estimated price of 30,000 divine stones.

After all, a god who just died only sold hundreds of thousands of divine stones.

Xing Qian of Shura Temple had a face like earth, staring at the Qishou old man with a praying gaze and said, "I won't buy it anymore, I won't buy it anymore, I won't buy it anymore... No, no, I won't buy it anymore!"

The old man Qishou was full of death and said, "You can buy the Shura Temple if you want to buy it, and if you don't want to buy it, don't buy it. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

The victory was decided, and Yan Huangtu was in a very good mood and said, "The Shura Temple is the first temple of the Shura tribe after all, with many gods standing in front of him. How might he be so majestic? Of course, you can't take your gambling god seriously."

"The Shura Temple also has many gambling cities. If you don't give these two million divine stones, I will make your gambling city unable to continue. You'd better believe that I have such strength." said the Seven-handed Old Man.

Xing Qian knelt on one knee and said, "Senior Gambler, I was wrong this time. Please give me a way out!"

Of course, the old man Qishou knew that the defeat was decided. No matter how he scared Xing Qian, he could not afford two million divine stones, and the Shura Temple was even more unlikely to pay the money.

The final result is to force a thousand to death.

If you lose, you have already lost. What's the point of forcing a thousand to death?

The old man Qishou shook his head and said, "From today, I will be my servant for a thousand years. Are you willing?"

"I'm willing."

Xing Qian breathed a sigh of relief and finally saved his life.

The Seven-Handed Old Man is a top-notch strong man in the divine realm. With his magical gambling skills, the major forces are not too late to recruit him, so who would be willing to provoke him?

It is the best ending to calm his anger in this way.

Although Xing Qian had a god master, this time the incident must have been known to everyone. For the sake of the Shura Temple, the gods did not dare to interfere in the secular world and personally dealt with the seven-handed old man.

Although the Shura Temple does not care about killing, it cares and is despised by the people of the world.

This bet that alarmed countless monks finally came to an end.

The winner is Yan Zhexian. After deducting all expenses, the pure profit is nearly one million divine stones.

Although the price of a supreme holy weapon is more than one million divine stones, the supreme holy weapon is priceless. Even if it is sold, it is bartered and used to exchange it with other supreme holy weapons, elixirs, and Yuanhui holy medicines.

In fact, many gods have never seen millions of divine stones.

With such a huge amount of wealth, Yan Huangtu and Yan Zhexian were naturally treated with caution while being excited.

Yan Huangtu ordered: "Send to your second brother Yan Yu and ask him to come to the Goddess Building in person."

The elder of the Earth Demon Emperor Kun Yun said in surprise: "Fifth Master, do you need the Second Master to take action personally?"

"Do you think that millions of divine stones are small? Gods will be moved."

"But this is the Divine Realm of Destiny."

"The Goddess of Destiny died in the Godly Realm of Destiny."

After thinking about it, Yan Huangtu said again: "Of course, there is no other god except the Lord of Wujian Pavilion who dares to do such a despicable thing. Letting the second brother come over is to collect the accounts. The old man Qishou and the black veil monk are not easy to mess with. Only when the second brother comes in person can he suppress them."

"I understand!" said Emperor Kunyun.

The black veil monk and the seven-handed old man just gave the bargaining chips and had not really taken out the divine stone.

For more than 500,000 divine stones, the gods could already be moved, not to mention that the two of them were not gods, so they could completely escape and lose this divine stone.

Even if you are looking for the Goddess Building to collect the accounts, a powerful person needs to come forward.

"Where did the Emperor of Heaven and Earth go?"

Yan Zhexian searched everywhere for Zhang Ruochen's traces, but unfortunately there was no trace in the gambling city.

...

The nine palace groups in the Goddess Tower, the Peacock Palace, is the place where the core personnel of the Goddess Tower live, and outsiders cannot enter it.

Zhang Ruochen's body was hidden invisible, hidden in the real realm of space, followed by Emperor Huanxu Blood, and quietly entered the Peacock Palace.

The Emperor Huanxu Blood is the great saint of the Demon Heaven tribe. His cultivation level has reached the Thousand Questions Realm. Among the Great Sages, he is one of the first-class strong people. He is one of the gamblers of the Colorful Coral Tree and bets a thousand divine stones.

After leaving the Gambling City, Emperor Huanxuxuxue was very careful along the way, and changed his figure and activated another invisible treasure. He walked around the Yushan Palace four times before he took a small boat to the Peacock Palace.

Come to the palace complex where the Peacock Palace is located and enters a courtyard full of strange flowers and plants.

Zhang Ruochen came outside the courtyard, looked at the surrounding environment with his hands on his back, and smiled and said, "It's quiet here!"

Outside the courtyard, there are formations arranged.

However, how could it be possible to stop the masters of time and space? Zhang Ruochen quietly passed through the formation and sneaked into the courtyard, hiding behind a blood-red holy tree.

With the help of the dim light, Zhang Ruochen saw that there were four figures standing beneath the pavilion in the courtyard.

He knew all four.

I just saw it in the gambling city.

In addition to the Void Blood Emperor, there are two other gamblers who bet on a thousand divine stones. They are all first-class great saints and powerful men, each with unparalleled background identities.

The fourth person was pale boy wearing a blue Taoist robe.

Two rows of white jade spirit lamps are lit in the pavilion.

In the hall, in the middle of the hall, there was a black figure sitting, which was the mysterious black veil monk.

"Meet Miss White."

Four great saints from different forces and with strong cultivation were bowed and bowed to the pavilion.

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Chapter completed!