"It seems that it is useless to talk too much. You have no room for negotiation, so you can only fight to the death. But before that, let's start a gambling battle, and you and I will send people to set up restrictions! No matter how much you win or lose, the gambling battle As soon as it's over, we'll let go and fight." The skinny old man said straightforwardly. He probably also knew that at this point, it would be wishful thinking to persuade the three major monks to give in.
"Of course gambling is fine, but what about the prisoners you promised! If you don't see anyone, hehe..." Old Demon Hehuan stared at the old man and sneered.
Hearing the other party's words, the old man was startled, but after thinking about it, he moved his lips slightly and transmitted a few words backward. Immediately, the queue of mages in the back surged, and more than a thousand unarmed monks who had nothing but clothes were pushed out of the queue.
As soon as these monks arrived at the front of the formation, they had different expressions, some were red-faced, and some were glaring at the mages. There was also a slight commotion in the army of monks on the opposite side. Naturally, many fellow goalkeepers recognized these captured monks.
Seeing this, Venerable Zhiyang and others looked at each other before nodding slightly.
"How is it? I saw you guys, you should feel at ease now, let's start the betting battle quickly!" The dwarf surnamed Bi among the priests of Mulan became a little impatient.
"Why are you so impatient? Could it be that this gambling battle, what are you planning to do?" Wei Wuya said unexpectedly.
"If you don't dare to bet on the war, we will use these monks to sacrifice the flag first. Then we will start a war. I wonder what the three of you think?" The dwarf's complexion changed, and he threatened.
"Your Excellency threatens us!" Wei Wuya said sharply with a flash of coldness in his eyes.
"It's not a threat? But if you don't want to participate in the gambling war. It's useless for us to keep these captives. It's not impossible to use their sacrifice flags to boost morale." The skinny old man's expression remained unchanged, but his voice was a little dark point. "If you want us to bet on the war, it's fine. Let these prisoners be released first, and we agree to bet on the war." Master Zhiyang raised his eyebrows a few times when he heard this, and said slowly. "Let it go? Do you think we would do such a stupid thing?" the dwarf said bluntly. "But we can't trust you either! What if you don't keep your promise if the betting battle is over?" Wei Wuya said indifferently.
"Even so, we..." "Okay, don't say these useless words anymore, we can release half of the prisoners before the bet, and the rest depends on whether you win or lose. You don't have any objections! If you still If it doesn't work, you go back and start the war." The old man said before the dwarf said anything, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Okay, let's do it like this! Let people go on your side. We will start to set up restrictions on our side." This time Master Zhiyang and the other two communicated a few words, and they agreed decisively. This kind of condition is also the maximum extent that the other party can give in. If they really talk about this matter, they can't explain it to the monks behind them.
When the conditions were good, the six returned to their camps and arranged.
Han Li had already left his original seat and hid among a group of monks. He didn't want to be noticed by the high-ranking mages opposite him before the betting battle started. As for the conversation between Master Zhiyang and the others and the three great masters of Mulan just now, with Han Li's powerful spiritual sense, he naturally heard it clearly. As a result, after a small smile appeared on the corner of Han Li's mouth, some of the monks who were pushed out were lifted by the magician, and then flew towards the opposite side full of surprise.
However, Venerable Zhiyang had clearly made arrangements long ago. They didn't wait for these monks to fly into the army, hundreds of monks came out to meet them, carefully checked the rescued monks, and confirmed that there were no spies inside and no hands or feet had been tampered with before letting them enter the monks with confidence. in queue.
"These Tiannan guys are really careful. Fortunately, these monks were not allowed to take the Xinxin Pill, otherwise it would be really difficult to pass this level." Shorty surnamed Bi saw this scene from a distance, and snorted unwillingly.
"This is a matter of course! The three major monks in Tiannan are not easy-going people. It is better not to use these small tricks. You must hit the snake at seven inches, otherwise it will be self-defeating." Confucian scholar Zhong agreed Said.
Hearing the words, the skinny old man showed no expression on his face, he just stroked his scanty goatee, and looked at the army of monks opposite him, his body motionless.
Under Han Li's long-distance gaze, a group of monks and mages flew out of the camp, and then the positions between the armies of the two sides were divided into ten places and began to set up magic circles. These people are all formation mages who are proficient in the way of formation among monks and lawmen. Although the prohibition barrier formation to be arranged is very powerful, it is not a partial formation. Therefore, with the attainments of these people's formations, if the other party did something wrong, it would be clear at a glance.
Normally, it takes a long time to set up this kind of prohibition, but with so many formation mages attacking at the same time, without hesitating all kinds of precious materials and some long-made formation flags to assist, in just a quarter of an hour, ten faintly A small magic circle of white light has taken shape. Immediately, the mages of the two formations activated the formation together, and ten white masks covering an area of seventy to eighty feet appeared between the two formations.
After these formation masters checked again, they thought there was no problem, so they withdrew one after another, and replaced by ten alchemy monks and mages who came up at the same time. It happens that every monk and a mage jointly supervise the operation of a magic circle.
One of the Tiannan cultivators was a woman surnamed Song from the Luoyun Sect. She walked to the penultimate magic circle at one end in fluttering white clothes. Seeing this scene, there was no surprise on Han Li's face.
When this woman walked in front of the magic circle, it meant that he was going to that magic circle to participate in the gambling battle. After all, only the disciples of his own sect could reassure these old monsters participating in the battle. Otherwise, if the monks sent were Whichever disciple of the hostile sect does not rescue him when he is in danger, or refuses to do his best, will be in great trouble.
Therefore, the appearance of the woman surnamed Song was proposed by Han Li on his own initiative. After all, he didn't know much about the other Luo Yunzong disciples.
The big formation was completed, so it was natural that people from both sides entered the battle together. From the opposite mage camp, ten people with black robes and hoods flew out first.
"Demon cultivator!" Han Li shrank his pupils and murmured something, but a blue light flashed on his body, turning into a blue rainbow, and flew out of the monk camp. There were nine other Nascent Soul monsters who did the same thing with him, most of them Han Li had seen before, only two or three of them had unfamiliar faces. Master Broken Soul, Old Demon Yunlu and the woman surnamed Bai were among them. These people flew to the front of the magic circle they identified, and slowly stopped in the air.
As soon as Han Li reached the sky above the mask, he nodded at the woman surnamed Song who was manipulating the magic circle below, and then calmly looked at the man in black on the opposite side.
"It's a bit weird! Why is the demonic energy on his body so violent? Could it be that he took an overbearing pill like Huisha Wan in advance?" Han Li kept his expression on the surface, but he thought to himself. If that's all, he won't be afraid of anything.
The man in black robe opposite him was of average build, but his eyes were shining with a cold green light, and he stared at Han Li without blinking his eyelids. Although he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, he was indeed a Nascent Soul cultivator. His cultivation was already at the peak of the Nascent Soul Early Stage, and he hadn't yet advanced to the middle stage.
After reading it, Han Li turned his eyes and glanced at the other black-robed demon cultivators nearby. They seemed to be similar to his opponents.
Han Li's heart skipped a beat, and his vigilance grew. It seems that there are really some problems in this gambling battle. There is not even a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator among these demon cultivators! But it doesn't matter, as soon as the opponent uses the magic art, he will immediately cast the evil spirit thunder to kill the opponent instantly, no matter how tricks the opponent has, it will be of no avail.
In the blink of an eye, Han Li's murderous intentions arose, and he had already made up his mind.
At this moment, the black-robed cultivator on the opposite side suddenly took out a storage bag from his waist, and then gave Han Li an emotionless glance. Han Li smiled slightly, and also took off a storage bag filled with gambling materials. The materials in the bag were gathered together by the four major forces in Tiannan, and they were so valuable that even Han Li was a little jealous when he saw them. The man in black robe on the opposite side raised his hand and threw the bag over. Han Li narrowed his eyes, threw out the storage bag in his hand, and exchanged it with each other.
The material of the opponent's storage bag was not as diverse as the materials in his storage bag, but in terms of rarity and value, it was better. This was similar to what was stated in their challenge book, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Han Li nodded, and instead of returning the materials, he directly pinned the storage bag to his waist. The man in black robe opposite did the same.
Seeing this, the woman surnamed Song below and the mage on the opposite side were chanting incantations at the same time, and kept making art with their hands. After each of the spells hit the magic circle, the white mask on it flickered a few times before disappearing suddenly.
Han Li and the black-robed man moved almost equally quickly. After a flash, the two appeared in the magic circle at the same time, which made them both look at each other in surprise.
And the white covering wall emerged again, isolating the two of them from everything outside. And other monks and men in black robes also entered the mask in pairs. For a while, the army of monks and lawmen watching the battle in the distance was silent, everyone held their breath, and looked nervously at the ten pairs of figures that were somewhat blurred in the mask.
After entering the light shield, Han Li ignored the other people's battles. He just calmly looked at the black-robed man opposite him. It trembles by itself, and can fly out to hurt the enemy at any time.
Of course, in the face of the sharpest magic weapon of the demon cultivator, the evil god thunder has already gathered into a fist-sized golden ball of light. At Han Li's dantian, it is held by his Yuanying's smiling hands, ready to make a ground-breaking blow at any time.