The first thousand four hundred and thirty-seventh chapter Liaoyuan celebration four gambling
The sudden gambling forced the prince Yan Ligang to deal with it calmly, and when he was forced to fight, he was caught off guard by the monks of the Feitian Rakshasa clan. Fortunately, Yan Ligang was also a person who had seen big scenes and was still in chaos. Although he lost the treasure of the Moon Night Stone, it was just a trivial matter for him.
But then Ye Qiang was in a state of power and refused to forgive him, and he even proposed to continue to bet, which dragged the whole scene. Yan Ligang agreed at this time, either, nor did he agree. If the so-called loss is not lost, the formation would be like this. If it is spread, it would probably have some impact on the reputation of the prince.
After pondering for a while, he asked, "Why don't you know what lottery tickets are going to read for me this time?"
"This time, it's the same. How about a moonlit night stone and a moonlit night stone?" Ye Qiang looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. Anyway, he had already won a game and was invincible. Now the winning bet is naturally very relaxed.
On the contrary, Yan Ligang's face changed slightly. This gambling seemed a bit troublesome. The other party asked to confirm the gambling money, but it was not in his hands. Moreover, Ye Qiang seemed to be openly trying to provoke the relationship between the demon clan of the Flame Prison.
Faced with such a conspiracy, Yan Li Gang smiled slightly and then turned around and asked, "Fellow Daoist Yi, what do you think?"
Seeing that he did not directly and forcibly responded and pushed the matter to him, Yi Tian looked at the other party and said, "Since all the fellow Taoists of the Feitian Rakshasa clan have drawn the way, as a member of the Flame Prison Demon Clan, I should be able to support the prince."
After saying that, he reached out and took out another Moon Night Stone and handed it to Yan Ligang and said, "Prince, I'm sorry, if we block this way, we will just be a draw."
"Oh, do you mean to increase the price?" Yan Ligang raised his eyebrows slightly.
"How about the flame crystal on the hands of fellow Taoist Yeqiang, who is willing to use the magic weapon Demon-Devouring Hinge to bet on the demons?" Yi Tian said lightly.
"I don't know what kind of magic weapon the Demon-Devouring Hinge is. I explained in advance that the demon soldiers should not use them as a substitute," Ye Qiang sneered.
On the contrary, Mo Fangtai, a monk from the Shadow Demon clan, said coldly: "Fellow Daoist Yi, don't go back on your word. You just agreed to this thing privately to exchange it for me."
As soon as this statement came out, it became silent, and everyone understood the meaning of this statement in their hearts.
However, Yi Tian pretended to be in a daze and slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot that I agreed to fellow Daoist Mo first. Why not exchange the Demon Dragon Scissors with you for 'Shadow Crystal Dust' first, and then I will use this treasure material as a bet."
After saying that, he reached out to take out a dark green scissor-shaped magic weapon. After gently sacsting it, he saw the demon dragon scissors turning into black air and passing through the air. In the black air, the prototypes of two black dragons appeared faintly.
"The body of this magic weapon is refined using the Demon-Devouring Flower Vine. Two black dragon souls are suppressed inside. If they can be warmed up in the body, their power can be continuously enhanced. It is a growth-type heaven-level magic weapon." Yi Tian explained the use of the power of this magic dragon scissor.
After seeing this, Mo Fangtai said in front of him: "Good thing, it's really no worse than the ancient treasure demon evil electric urn golden hammer, so let's change it." After that, he reached out and sent the two "shadow crystal dust" that had been prepared in his hand.
Ye Qiang could not forcibly stop him at this time. Even though the treasure materials were good, they had to be refined into tools to use them. In the same state, the finished magic weapon was naturally more advantageous, but at this time, Yi Tian and Mo Fangtai completed the transaction on the spot and could not allow him to disrupt the situation.
After putting away the 'Shadow Crystal Dust', Yi Tian gently handed it forward and put it with his 'Moon Night Stone': "Fellow Daoist Ye Qiang, now you are two to two, and I wonder what you think?"
Facing the naked greed in Ye Qiang's eyes, his eyes were all exposed, and he licked his lips and said in a deep voice: "Okay, since fellow Taoist Yi likes to bet so much, I don't take it anymore. Ye Tao, go down and play, pay attention to stop and don't hurt the fellow disciples of the Flame Prison Demon Clan." These words were so arrogant that this competition was already destined to end."
I saw a late-stage monk from the Feitian Rakshasa clan who transformed the gods and walked out from behind him. The figure trembled behind him and turned into a Taoist image and flew directly into the Sumeru ring and waited. It was obvious that this person was stronger than the previous Ye Ding. It seemed that Ye Qiang of the Feitian Rakshasa clan had joined Yan Li Gangmao this time, and saw that there was no late-stage monk among the Flame Prison Demon Clan who was present and insisted on using his power to suppress others.
Yan Ligang was in trouble. He had lost a game just now. If he lost this time, he might lose face and his subordinates would have a view of him. After thinking about it, he said, "Since it is Fellow Daoist Yi who contributed the capital, then you should choose someone to fight. All the god-transforming monks present can."
After hearing this, Yi Tian murmured and laughed in his heart, "This Yan Ligang is also an old fox, but he lets him deal with the things he is not sure about. It's his wise decision to win, and he can't rely on him if he loses. It's really a knife-cut tofu and he's shining on both sides."
However, it is not tolerated that it is difficult to be careless about gambling. Yi Tian took out a bead as big as a fist and turned around and handed it to Yan Lifeng in the back seat and said, "If you have any luck this time, you can take action. This Fire Demon Armor is a thank you."
After hearing this, Yan Lifeng was stunned. He turned his eyes to the bead and glanced at it, but said, "Replacing weapons in the last battle is a taboo in military strategists. Can Senior Yi guarantee that I can make good use of this thing?"
"I think you can use the top level armor of the earth level in the middle stage of the God Transformation and you can use it well. When you encounter the late stage of the God Transformation, you will also have the power to fight," Yi Tian said without caring: "What's more, the magic armor is just a dead object. The key is how people who see through it can use it well."
After hearing this, Yan Lifeng's eyes lit up and looked at the bead in front of him again, stretched out his hand to gently hold it up, and injected the Demon Evil Force with all his affection. Later, the Demon Pearl was activated by spiritual power and turned into several black lights and decomposed. In an instant, the black light flew to Yan Lifeng and covered the body and left only a pair of eyes exposed outside.
After the black mist dissipated, Yan Lifeng was wearing a black and red armor and two Wu hooks were placed on his waist. After his figure flashed rapidly, he suddenly raised his aura and the fluctuations in his body actually exceeded the scope of the mid-stage God Transformation and directly entered the late stage.
"This magic weapon can make up for the gap in strength. If the winner is between 55 and 5, Fellow Daoist Ye Qiang has no objection," Yi Tian said with a confident look on his face.
"Forcibly relying on magic weapons to improve one's strength may not be applicable. Everything needs to be seen before you can find out. I have no objection to start," Ye Qiang replied disdainfully after reading it.
Yan Lifeng snorted coldly, and later he opened his wings behind his body, which were the Rakshasa wings of the Feitian Rakshasa clan. He drew an arc in the air and flew directly into the arena.
Chapter completed!