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Chapter 5652 Demon Soul's Trick

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    "Really? According to the odds of 10 to 10, that's a trillion yuan, not to mention that there are ten kinds of world-respecting magic medicines, which is simply crazy."

    "Now I finally understand why his Heavenly Sword God Ancestor is called an evildoer. He used such a large amount of capital to gamble. The key point is that he still won the bet. Alas, if I knew it, I would also bet on him to win and made a lot of money. It's a pity that I said now  It's too late."

    These Nine Dao God Ancestors all felt sorry for this, but the Nine Dao God Ancestors who saw Lin Chen placing a bet, but chose to believe in the Black Prison Sword Ancestor, all regretted it.  Can make a small fortune.

    Regardless of the lack of mid-grade divine stones in the ancestors of the Nine Paths, what is not lacking is tens or tens of billions, not hundreds or hundreds of billions.

    The reason why Chanzu Hongguang was so happy was because he bet 5 billion on the mid-grade divine stone to bet on Lin Chen's victory, and now he has made a huge profit of 50 billion, which is a lot of money.

    The other small group of ancestors of the nine gods who bet on Lin Chen's victory all smiled.

    Some people commented: "Let me just say, I believe that Hongguang Zenzu is right. His vision is better than ours. Unfortunately, I only bet 2 billion at that time, and I can only make a small 20 billion."

    What he said, not to mention the complaints from his friends immediately, but also to Chiyuan Mingjun, his face was completely gloomy when he was shouted out by Xiaohuo.

    He is the son of the holy god, a half-step genius of the holy god, who is in charge of the lives and deaths of countless people, and he is asked for debts in public. Isn't this deliberately slapping him in the face and embarrassing him?

    "How unreasonable!"

    Killing intent flashed in Chiyuan Mingjun's eyes, and he reprimanded indifferently: "I don't understand the rules! The gambling payouts are all in Wanjin Tower, and you have to collect them yourself."

    After finishing speaking, he walked out of the killing field.

    Xiaohuo laughed and said, "Okay, Chiyuan Mingjun, hurry up and collect the money, don't try to renege on the debt, I'll come and get it later."

    The Nine Dao Divine Ancestors of all races were tsk-tsk-tsk-t-t-t-t-t-t¡ª¡ªlike-a-father-like-a-daughter. This Nine-Sun Witch, like her cheap daddy, didn't pay much attention to Chiyuan Mingjun.

    Xiaohuo raised his head proudly, his face turned into a flower with a smile, waved his hands and urged the white-browed old man: "Referee, you haven't announced the end of the competition yet, hurry up."

    "good."

    The white-browed old man looked at Xiaohuo in surprise, then looked around the noisy battlefield, and announced: "This competition is over, and Jiuyang Huotong will win."

    Then, he looked at the Demon Soul Gun Ancestor who was stuck in his chest with his own magic gun, and with a wave of his sleeve, he took out the magic gun and said, "Demon Soul Gun Ancestor, please temporarily suspend your God Killing Order.  Give it to the old man."

    "Ahem, thank you referee."

    Demon Soul Spear Ancestor coughed in pain, clutching his chest, stumbled up, took out the God Killing Token and handed it to him, then looked at Xiaohuo and said, "Nine Sun Witch, tell me why my soul attack is useless to you?  "

    "What else could it be? Of course it's because you're too weak." Xiaohuo snorted.

    "You" The Demon Soul Spear Ancestor was overwhelmed with shame and indignation, and wanted to refute, but his pale face turned into a liver color, and finally bowed his head aggrieved.

    Seeing this, the white-browed old man said: "Jiuyang Huotong, this is your order to kill the gods, please keep it."

    Xiaohuo took it, glanced at it, put it away, turned around and flew out of the killing platform, rushed to Lin Chen and urged: "Father, let's go to Wanjin Building quickly, my daughter has bet seven supreme-grade spiritual fruits.  I can get seventy of them next time, and there are another 50 billion middle-grade god stones."

    "Let's go."

    Lin Chen smiled when he heard the words, got up and walked out of the killing field.

    Xiao Huo hurriedly followed, not forgetting to tease Man Lei Qiang Zu: "My father defeated Hei Prison Jian Zu, do you regret that you didn't bet on my father to win?"

    Does Man Lei Qiangzu regret it?  Of course he regretted it, but he pretended to be calm and said, "I'm not interested in gambling."

    "Cheating, who doesn't (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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