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"I bet on Wu Mantian's sword and won first place, 10 million fairy spirit stones!"
Long Jin Beiming, the first supreme genius of the younger generation of the Golden Dragon Clan, glanced at Long Qingchen coldly, took out ten million fairy spirit stones, and placed them on the ground, shining like a treasure mountain.
Long Jin Yuelan also took out the Fairy Spirit Stone, "I'll just bet five million and have some fun, Zhao Ping."
"Five million, Zhao Ping."
Long Shiqianqian took out the fairy spirit stone.
Long Shibai, "Five million, Zhao Ping."
Long Shixiaoning, the young elder brother of the Time Dragon Clan, said, "Ten million will fill the sky with witches."
Long Qingmiao, the son of the Badi Dragon Emperor, looked at Long Qingchen with resentful eyes, "Twenty million, witches will fill the sky!"
Long Qingbai, the first supreme genius of the young generation of the Qinglong clan, took out the fairy spirit stone and said, "Ten million, Zhao Ping."
These seven sons and daughters of the Dragon Clan emperors who opposed Long Qingchen were obviously not trying to win the Immortal Spirit Stone, but purely to give Long Qingchen a blow, or to show their determination to jointly fight against Long Qingchen.
"Long Qingchen, one million."
"One million more."
The ten emperors, Long Jinyi, Long Jinbu, Long Jinchu, Long Jinzi, Long Shixiu, Long Shini, Long Shipan, Long Shiyuan, Long Qingxuan and Long Qingyu, were attracted by Long Qingchen. The woman took out the Fairy Spirit Stone and bet on Long Qingchen's side, not to win, but mainly to express an attitude.
Xiao Yiyi smiled lightly and said, "I don't have many immortal spirit stones that I brought out from the Blood Moon Clan, so I'll bet one million on them."
Before, Long Kongkong only bet 100,000 on Long Qingchen. Maybe he thought it was too little and was a little embarrassed. His face became hot and he said, "I will add another 900,000 to Long Qingchen, for a total of one million."
The supreme geniuses looked at the emperors, emperors and daughters of the Dragon Clan with great interest. Although they had already known that the emperors, emperors and daughters of the Dragon Clan were at odds with each other, they did not expect that they had reached the point where they were completely in conflict with each other and did not even bother to cover up.
"Five billion, Long Qingchen."
Long Jinxuan'er's beautiful eyes were indifferent, she took off a space ring from her hand, gestured, and put it in the pile of bets.
Hiss!
The Supreme Geniuses gasped. Although they are all Supreme Geniuses from a super powerful force and have had no shortage of Immortal Spirit Stones and cultivation resources since they were young, five billion Immortal Spirit Stones is not a small amount of money.
Long Jinxuan'er, is this to win or to support your fianc¨¦?
"Sister Xuan, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down, and I will definitely make you a lot of money."
Long Qingchen looked at Long Jinxuan'er with a smile and blinked his left eye.
Long Jinxuan'er rolled her eyes at him angrily, "Concentrate on fighting with weapons. If you lose, I won't be able to forgive you. These five billion fairy spirit stones were slowly saved by me when I was in the Ancient Dragon Territory."
What surprised Long Qingchen was that Long Jin Feishuang, who remained "neutral", suddenly took out 100 million fairy spirit stones and bet on him.
¡°Senior Sister Feishuang, it¡¯s a waste of money.¡±
This made him feel a little flattered. Could it be that this iceberg beauty fell in love with him?
Longjin Feishuang didn¡¯t even look at him, as if he was dismissive.
This made Long Qingchen a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help but feel sad for Long Jin Feishuang's future Taoist companion. She probably just lay there casually, and then closed her eyes, with a cold face, and did as she pleased.
"I bet on Wu Mantian and 300,000 immortal spirit stones."
"I bet on Zhao Ping, 400,000 immortal spirit stones."
¡°Then I¡¯ll bet on Fengze, 350,000 immortal spirit stones.¡±¡
Some supreme geniuses who have not yet placed bets have also placed bets to join in the fun. They are relatively calm and have no bosses. They still understand that nine out of ten bets will result in losses.
Most of the bets were on Wu Mantian, Zhao Ping and Yu Fengze, and only a few were bets on Long Qingchen. After all, he was forging an imitation of the Spear of Destruction, which made the supreme geniuses feel the possibility of him winning. Not big.
You must know that since ancient times, every prestigious imperial weapon is unique. It is precisely because of its uniqueness that it deserves the name of a divine weapon. There has never been a "imitation" of a weapon that can achieve fame.
The bets of 260,000 supreme geniuses have accumulated more or less, filling the entire huge square, reaching tens of billions of fairy spirit stones.
"you"
The gatekeeper opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak. In the end, he said nothing and just shook his head slightly. Who has never been young? Young people have this kind of virtue
Boom! boom! boom!
Within the boundaryThe four middle-grade imperial weapons collided more and more fiercely.
"Wu Mantian, I bet 2.5 million on your sword, don't let me down."
"Zhao Ping, I'm optimistic about you. After the fighting is over, how about making a friend?"
"Yu Fengze, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, no matter what, I will support you!"
The supreme geniuses shouted out one after another, and of course they shouted out whose name they would bet on.
Of course, there are some supreme geniuses who do not want to win, but have ulterior motives
For example, some of Zhao Ping¡¯s admirers.
What does it matter whether you win or lose?
The key is to win the favor of the goddess, this is the most important thing!
So, they shouted very vigorously!
Another example is the female supremes who support Yu Fengze. So many beauties gather together to cheer for Yu Fengze, like a beautiful landscape.
Long Qingchen had to admit that Yu Fengze was indeed handsome, with an elegant and elegant temperament, just like a banished immortal, only a little bit worse than him In addition, Yu Fengze was disdainful of the sect. The Holy Son, the only candidate for the future sect master, has the support of so many beauties, which is normal.
"Long Qingchen will definitely win."
"Long Qingchen will definitely win."
Before, the bet was too small, maybe to make up for it, Long Kongkong shouted out Long Qingchen¡¯s name to cheer him up.
"It's a pity that in the wave of shouts of 260,000 supreme geniuses, Long Kongkong's shout was like a small wave, which was instantly submerged, and even no bubbles could emerge.
"Sister Xuan, how many times can you shout for me?"
Long Qingchen glanced at Long Jinxuan'er.
Long Jinxuan'er's beautiful eyes were indifferent, "I'm not that boring."
"All right"
Long Qingchen was helpless and swore viciously in his heart that there would always be a chance for her to shout, and moreover, she would shout willingly.
Boom! boom! boom!
The four middle-grade imperial weapons collided too violently, bursts of light erupted, and the barrier seemed to contain countless suns, which could no longer be seen clearly.
After tens of thousands of collisions, a "clicking" sound appeared within the barrier. Apparently, an imperial weapon had begun to be damaged!
Boom!
Boom!
After two huge explosions, the light within the barrier slowly dissipated, and the results were revealed.
The supporters of Zhao Ping and Yu Fengze all looked unhappy.
Because, Zhao Ping¡¯s whisk has been shattered by the replica of the Spear of Destruction cast by Long Qingchen and turned into a pile of scraps!
However, the round tripod forged by Yu Fengze was split into two halves by Wu Mantian's sword!
"how so!"
Zhao Ping¡¯s face was embarrassed, her beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief, and she couldn¡¯t accept it, ¡°How could an imitation defeat my carefully crafted whisk?¡±
Wu Mantian laughed, "I am proud of the casting skills of the Holy Son of the Sect, but they are mediocre."
"Brother Wu's casting skills are indeed superior to mine."
Yu Fengze clasped his fists slightly with a calm expression and did not get angry.
Although he was defeated, he still maintained an elegant demeanor, which made the eyes of the female supremes who supported him shine and almost scream.
This actually made Wu Mantian feel a little embarrassed, so he could only look at Long Qingchen with a high fighting spirit, "I didn't expect that your inconspicuous imitation turned out to be a dark horse. It doesn't matter, there are only two of us left. Come on. Bar!"
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