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Chapter 1139

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Mo Wen felt good. The Sacred Fire Sword had finally been completely unsealed and was in its most powerful state.

This treasure was very famous in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm because it was not only a sacred treasure but also related to the treasure of an immortal cultivator with great attainment in the Divine Illusionary Realm.

In the entire Peng Lai Immortal Realm, except for the Huatian Palace and a few ancient sects, who would not be tempted?

Didn't Zhang Poxiao die prematurely because of the Sacred Fire Sword back then before he could grow up?

After he inherited it, he finally restored the item to its original appearance.

Nie Junxue was also happy for Mo Wen. She looked at the Sacred Fire Sword curiously. This item had caused a lot of trouble in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm. She had only heard of it but had never seen it.

"Little friend Mo Wen, can we talk about buying back the Starry Mask now?" Red-eyebrowed Monster showed a smile that was uglier than crying. He tried his best to soften his expression and even called Mo Wen "little friend" affectionately.

Mo Wen slowly put away the Sacred Fire Sword. He flicked the dust off his sleeves. Then, he slowly looked at the red-browed old freak and said, "Senior, the matter of the bet has not been settled yet, right? You have fulfilled the three conditions, but what about the sacred treasure? You haven't given me the most important sacred treasure, have you? "

His voice was very calm, but his words made Red-eyebrowed Monster's smile freeze on his face. The expressions of many people around them also changed slightly.

No one had expected that Mo Wen would actually say such a thing.

Lady Poison looked at Mo Wen deeply. Before this, she was still guessing how Mo Wen would deal with his relationship with Red-eyebrowed Monster.

If an ordinary person was in such a situation, they would take a step back and not be so aggressive after getting enough benefits. They would even be willing to return the Starry Mask to Red-eyebrowed Monster in exchange.

After all, Red-eyebrowed Monster was not someone to be trifled with. How many people would be willing to provoke an old monster in the intermediate stage of the Divine Illusionary Realm?

Lady Poison did not expect Mo Wen's attitude to be so tough. It was as if he did not care about Red-eyebrowed Monster's threat at all.

"What did you say?" Red-eyebrowed Monster thought there was something wrong with his ears. His voice doubled, and a terrifying light shot out of his eyes. A terrifying aura was contained but not released, but everyone knew that it was coming. Once the pressure of the Divine Illusionary Realm erupted, it would be earth-shattering.

Mo Wen's expression was still indifferent. It was as if he did not sense any threat from Old Freak Red Eyebrows' voice and expression. Mo Wen said plainly, "Senior Red Eyebrows, the Star Mask is an item that Li Feng has on him. Since it appeared on Li Feng, it has nothing to do with you. After his death, this item will be my spoils of war. "

"Don't tell me you're going to use Li Feng's Saint treasure, my spoils of war, as a wager? Is there such a ridiculous joke in this world? "

Mo Wen's voice reverberated in the air above the Blood Battle Palace. Everyone stared at him in a daze.

Mistress Poison smiled bitterly and did not know what to say.

The smiles of Zhuang Qixian and the other two froze on their faces. Was this Mo Wen crazy? Was he going to offend Red-eyebrowed Monster to death? The few of them were Mo Wen's companions. They wanted to cry but had no tears. They were not sure if the red-browed old freak would vent his anger on them.

A large number of spectators froze. Even the people of the 72 alliances were shocked. Mo Wen was too bold. He was pushing Red-eyebrowed Monster to death!

If Mo Wen was an immortal cultivator from Moyang City, some people would think that Mo Wen was so aggressive because he had some amazing power backing him up. But he was just a preliminary cultivator! He was just an outsider. A person who had no background here actually dared to provoke Red-eyebrowed Monster.

Nie Junxue was a little stunned. But when she thought about it carefully, Mo Wen's words were quite reasonable.

Everyone here knew that. The Star Mask belonged to Red-eyebrowed Monster, so they subconsciously thought that the Star Mask was a wager.

However, the moment the Star Mask appeared on Li Feng's body, the meaning was immediately a little different.

In essence, the Star Mask was indeed Mo Wen's spoils of war. It was a spoil of war obtained from Li Feng. It was not suitable for Red-eyebrowed Monster to use as a wager.

Strictly speaking, this was Red-eyebrowed Monster's own doing. If he had not given the Star Mask to Li Feng, he would not be in such a predicament. Red-eyebrowed Monster had probably never thought that after giving the Star Mask to Li Feng, he would naturally be happy if he won. But after they became friends, he would be in such a predicament. Or rather, he had never considered that he would lose.

"You are looking for death!"

Red-eyebrowed Monster's gaze was cold as he said each word clearly. Right now, he wanted to slap this preliminary cultivator to death. But in the Blood Battle Palace, he could only forcefully endure it.

Mo Wen said expressionlessly, "Red-eyebrowed Monster, you are a senior expert. You won't go back on your word. If you're willing to bet, you must be willing to lose. Do you really need me to teach you such a simple thing? "

"You want to teach me how to be a person?"

Red-eyebrowed Monster was so angry that he laughed out loud. He said loudly, "Good, very good! You dare to teach me how to be a person. You are very good … "

Right now, he was a little crazy. He felt like his whole body was on fire. He felt that he would soon lose control of himself.

Lady Poison's expression changed slightly. She subconsciously took a step back. Mo Wen was crazy. He actually dared to provoke this old thing like this. If he went crazy and ignored everything, she was afraid that everyone around him would suffer.

Although Red-eyebrowed Monster was indeed shameless and not kind enough, Mo Wen was just a preliminary cultivator at the later stage of the Tide Changing Realm. The two of them were so many levels apart. Why didn't he know to give in? Why did he have to compete with Red-eyebrowed Monster?

At the same time, in the most central palace of Moyang City. This was a huge and magnificent place. It was the most central place of Moyang City. All the immortal cultivators of Moyang City knew that this was the residence of the City Lord, the mysterious City Lord.

At this moment, such a conversation was taking place in a huge hall.

"Lord City Lord, a preliminary cultivator had a bet with Red-eyebrowed Monster in the Blood Battle Palace. Not only did he win Red-eyebrowed Monster's sacred treasure, but he also won 50 trillion Primordial Stones."

An old man in a purple robe stood respectfully in the middle of the hall. The entire hall was empty except for him. However, he was extremely respectful and kept bowing his head.

After a long time, a beam of light lit up at the top of the hall. Then, the light converged, and a vague figure appeared on the seat right above.

"Really?"

In the spiritual light, a somewhat surprised voice rang out. When all the light dissipated, an old man in a gray robe appeared. The old man was quite ordinary. He seemed to be no different from ordinary old men.

However, the old man in the purple robe was very cautious when he saw the old man in the gray robe.

"Yes, Red-eyebrowed Monster's Star Mask has been won by the preliminary cultivator. As for the bet …" The old man in the purple robe smiled bitterly. He said, "The preliminary cultivator bet himself 5 billion Primordial Stones. The ratio when the bet was closed was 1: 10362. "

This ratio was definitely a very strange number. It was impossible to see under normal circumstances.

"An immortal cultivator at the Divine Illusionary Realm actually lost to a preliminary cultivator. There are many extraordinary people among this batch of preliminary cultivators."

The old man in the gray robe smiled. This kind of thing had not happened in Moyang City for a long time. Or rather, it had never happened before. He had been stationed in Moyang City for a long time and had seen too many preliminary cultivators. However, it was rare to see such an outstanding preliminary cultivator.

With cultivation at the later stage of the Tide Changing Realm, he was able to block the instant kill of the Star Mask. Throughout history, there were only a few such geniuses.

"My Lord. 50 trillion Primordial Stones is not a small amount. How should we deal with this? "

The old man in the purple robe was a little distressed. If this bet was honored, many immortal cultivators would go bankrupt. In the Waste Realm, there were very few primordial stone mines under their control. Primordial Stones were the foundation and the most fundamental cultivation resource, so they played an important role. If the 50 trillion Primordial Stones were given to the preliminary cultivator, the overall level of wealth of Moyang City would plummet.

Whether a city was strong or not had a lot to do with the wealth of its residents.

As an official of the City Lord's Mansion, he had to ask the City Lord about this.

"50 trillion Primordial Stones is indeed a lot, but Moyang City can afford to lose it. The Battle Blood Palace has always been willing to accept its losses. This is the rule. Without rules, nothing can be accomplished. Since those people dared to make the bet, they must be prepared to bear the consequences. "

The old man in the gray robe said calmly. There was no need to ask him about this. If those people were willing to make the bet, then they had to bear the consequences. They couldn't possibly expect the City Lord's Mansion to wipe their asses for them.

"I understand."

The old man in the purple robe nodded and left. It was the City Lord's attitude. Naturally, it was also the way he did things.

In fact, it was common for people to go bankrupt in the Battle Blood Palace. However, this was the first time he had encountered such a large-scale bankruptcy, with 95% of them losing everything. That was why he had come to ask the City Lord.

50 trillion Primordial Stones was a fortune that even he was envious of. Countless immortal cultivators had sacrificed hundreds or even thousands of years of their savings to accumulate such a huge sum. Now, all of that had gone to someone else.

However, no matter how big the losses of the gamblers were, the Battle Blood Palace would not suffer any losses. The ratio of the bet was based on the proportion of the funds in the pool.

In the end, no matter who won or lost, the Battle Blood Palace could take a 10% commission. It was a sure win.



The atmosphere in the Battle Blood Palace was getting more and more tense and oppressive.

It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Many people had already run out quietly, for fear of getting involved in the fight between the old monsters in the Divine Illusionary Realm.

"The Starry Mask belongs to me. Everyone here knows that. Are you trying to extort me?"

The old man with the red eyebrows stared at Mo Wen. His twisted face indicated that he was trying to control his temper.

Mo Wen shook his head and said plainly, "The Starry Mask is not a wager that you took out. It is my spoils of war. I obtained it from Li Feng, not from you. According to the bet, you must hand me a sacred treasure in person. "

"The Starry Mask belongs to me."

"I only know that the Starry Mask belongs to Li Feng."

"You are forcing me."

"You are denying it."



"Red Eyebrows, since the beginning of the Battle Blood Palace, you must be willing to accept your loss. This is a principle that has been implemented since the beginning of the Battle Blood Palace. No one can break the rules. You should understand that."

Just as the atmosphere was getting out of control, a voice suddenly rang out.

An old man in a purple robe walked over. When the people around saw this old man, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

This man was the Palace Lord of the Battle Blood Palace, a terrifying existence in the later stage of the Divine Illusionary Realm.

(To be continued.)

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