"bet?"

"What to bet on?"

"How to bet?"

Liu Zhulao glanced at Wang Zhaochu and seemed quite interested.

"Same as the previous bet, as long as I, Wang Zhaochu, have it, you can have whatever you want."

Wang Zhaochu said with a smile.

"Including your bitch's life?"

Liu Zhulao also laughed.

"include!"

Wang Zhaochu was not afraid.

"Tell me, how to bet? What else are you spying on me?"

Liu Zhulao said with a serious expression.

"You tell your dog to stop. In ten minutes, no matter what the result is, I will personally lead Pang Xiaozhang out of the alchemy room."

"If he refines the Taixing Dan, you lose."

"I want the right to use your Changjing Peak for one month. During this month, I, Wang Zhaochu, will be in charge of your Changjing Peak. My disciples can also use the Kunhun soil of your Changjing Peak at will."

"And within this month, you can go and have fun wherever you like!"

"If Pang Xiaozhang fails in refining alchemy, then I lose and I will let you do whatever you want."

Wang Zhaochu said calmly.

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Wang Zhaochu, you hypocrite, you are always so cunning."

"Is this bet meaningful?"

"I don't need your Yuanjing Peak's Thunder Flesh Wood, I'm only interested in your dog's life."

"But even if I win, the Holy Lord will not allow me to kill you, so what's the point of this bet?"

"Although I don't know how confident you are, I tell you that Pang Xiaozhang will die today. Even if he can really refine the Taixing Pill, he will be killed by Mo Jinyang the moment he goes out."

Liu Zhulao is not stupid.

He and Wang Zhaochu had bets seven times and lost seven times in total.

This guy must have something to rely on when he vows this time.

He, Liu Zhulao, couldn't trust Yijiaoquan at all. After all, there were too many variables.

Hearing this, Wang Zhaochu frowned.

Liu Zhulao, this guy, has a long memory recently.

"Haha, Wang Zhaochu, why do you need ten minutes?"

"According to my understanding, these ten minutes should be the critical moment for Pang Xiaozhang's alchemy, right?"

"Whether you are bluffing or really swearing, the Pang Xiaozhang you trained will not survive more than three minutes."

"Wen Tingchen has too many flaws. He tried to resist the Demon-Slaying Array, but in fact he couldn't even hold it for three minutes!"

Liu Zhulao flicked his sleeves, and in a moment, the clouds and mist in the sky dispersed.

At this time, the bombardment on the ground appeared in his and Wang Zhaochu's eyes.

Liu Zhulao had a sneer on his face.

But Wang Zhaochu's expression was extremely solemn.

Wen Tingchen said he could block for eight minutes, but in fact he overestimated himself and underestimated Mo Jinyang's despicability.

That's right.

If it was really just a demon-slaying array, and Wen Tingchen's physical body was tough, he might be able to withstand it for eight minutes.

But unfortunately, opposite Wen Tingchen, there is Mo Jinyang.

Mo Jinyang cannot destroy the Demon-Slaying Formation, so he cannot use the Divine Word Chapter to kill.

However, he still has the source of the power of spiritual power to strike.

As for whether he wants to die or not, Wen Tingchen's biggest shortcoming is the power of his spiritual thoughts.

"Haha, Wen Tingchen, you have been hit by the double blow of the divine chapter and the power of divine thoughts. Do you still want to resist?"

"The spies of Yi Demon Palace are not allowed to live!"

"With one against ten, do you really think you have broken through the hole?"

Mo Jinyang used this divine attack, his mouth full of sarcasm.

…

"Oops, I missed this despicable guy Mo Jinyang!"

puff!

Above the sky, Wen Tingchen kept spitting blood from his mouth.

He calculated everything perfectly, but he missed Mo Jinyang's divine power attack.

Damn it!

The original plan was to block Mo Jinyang for eight minutes, but now only two minutes had passed. With his own condition, he could block Mo Jinyang for about four minutes.

Looking at Pang Xiaozhang again, Wen Tingchen even believed it.

This kid can definitely refine it into Taixing Dan.

In his 20s, he was able to refine Taixing Dan. What kind of peerless qualification is this?

In the history of Danqing Pure Land, no ascendant has been able to achieve this.

Pang Xiaozhang still has a long way to go in the future. Such a talented person must not become a victim in the dirty internal fighting of the sect.

"What can I do?"

After thinking hard for a while, Wen Tingchen still couldn't think of any way to overcome the difficulty.

The Demon-Slaying Array can kill even half a step into the Hollow Realm. It is really too powerful.

Coupled with the fact that his divine core was damaged, he could not stop Mo Jinyang's divine attack.

But seeing that Pang Xiaozhang has reached the ninth stage of refining, it is already the last moment, and he must not fall short.

Click.

Click.

Click.

In just three minutes, Wen Tingchen was seriously injured.

His physical body is the alchemy room of Wangdan Tower.

As Wen Tingchen was seriously injured, tiny cracks began to spread in the walls of the alchemy room, as if they were suffering from unfathomable pressure.

"Senior, just do your best. Everything is destined. Don't go all out. Reinforcements are coming soon!"

Just when Wen Tingchen was at the end of his rope, Pang Xiaozhang's voice echoed in the dead silence of the alchemy room.

"Could it be that...Wang Zhaochu is here?"

"But Wang Zhaochu can't do it either, Liu Zhulao must be stopping him!"

Wen Tingchen deeply understood the grudges between the two deputy masters.

For Wang Zhaochu, Liu Zhulao was more bitter than the enemy who killed his father.

"I believe in my own life!"

"As long as you have faith, miracles will come."

Zhao Chu spoke firmly.

Yes, he believed that Wang Zhaochu would be able to gain these few minutes.

…

"Liu Zhulao, it seems you are forcing me to alert the Holy Lord."

"If Pang Xiaozhang really succeeds in refining the Taixing Pill, I won't be punished even if I interrupt the Holy Lord's retreat."

"And you have suffered a great loss."

Seeing that Wen Tingchen could no longer hold on, Wang Zhaochu's expression turned cold.

"snort."

"If Pang Xiaozhang fails in refining alchemy and you alert the Holy Lord to retreat, the Holy Lord will definitely be displeased. Do you dare?"

"We all know that the Holy Lord is most afraid of others disturbing him when he is in retreat."
To be continued...