Chapter 812: Holding Back the Trap!

"Pah!"

Ji Dongfeng patted Gui Ling's head and said, "That's my mother. I'll give you one chance. Speak again."

"I mean, the goddess Fang Zhiyuan," Gui Ling said helplessly. If Qingfeng hadn't been standing next to him with hot pot seasoning, he would definitely not be so cowardly.

"What's the matter with the VIP you just mentioned?" Ji Dongfeng asked.

"Fang Zhiyuan is a frequent visitor to our gambling game. I just said that the person who placed a heavy bet on the challenger of the Netherworld Secret Realm at the last moment was her. She has been through hundreds of battles and has never lost a single battle. She even once gambled against the four major sects of the Three Heavens alone. After winning, the three sects refused to admit it. The next day, the treasure houses of the three sects were empty. Since then, except for our secret realm gambling game, no one else dared to gamble with her. Crazy woman, cough cough, the title of goddess has also spread thoroughly. There is also a nickname, treasure house elimination." Gui Ling said helplessly.

Ji Dongfeng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said, "She is worthy of being my mother! You hurry up and pass the message! Just pass it as I just said!"

"Well, can you persuade your mother not to come to the secret realm gambling game? Also, can you directly withdraw from the Nether Secret Realm? I can give you a few more treasures," Gui Ling said.

Ji Dongfeng chuckled when he heard this, and said, "It seems that if I continue to challenge, your losses will be huge."

"That's right"

"Oh, one is to make my mother a lot of money, and the other is to make up for the losses of Lao Deng, who I don't like. It seems that there is no need to worry about choosing between these two things." Ji Dongfeng smiled.

Gui Ling was stunned when he heard this, and then his face changed drastically.

"I want to continue the challenge! Nether Secret Realm! Level 41!" Ji Dongfeng shouted.

As soon as the voice fell, the entire arena trembled slightly, and Gui Ling's pupils shrank, and he turned into a human form again!

"Ji Dongfeng! You are not willing to accept my toast! Since you don't give me face! Then there is no need for me to be polite to you! I can tell you! You can't pass this 41st level!" Gui Ling roared in frustration, and cast several defensive spells while speaking to prevent Qingming from killing him directly.

Ji Dongfeng sneered and said, "Lao Deng, come on, let me see what tricks you can use!"

Gui Ling heard the words, cold light surged in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Although it will cost a little, it is better than losing the bet! Ji Dongfeng! The 41st level! The battle level! You must not defeat the opponent with the energy or treasures of Jiuchongtian!"

After the voice fell, Gui Ling's face turned pale, and a trace of blood even flowed from the corner of his mouth. It seems that a significant increase in difficulty requires a considerable price.

"Hahahahaha! Worth it! Absolutely worth it! Ji Dongfeng! Whether it's spiritual energy! Demonic energy! Ghost energy! Or any other mess! As long as it's the energy in the Ninth Heaven! You can't use it! I want to see how you can fight across a great realm! If you agree to my conditions! You can get a few treasures! Now! You get nothing!" Gui Ling wiped the blood and laughed.

The next moment, a shadow of a demon cultivator appeared opposite Ji Dongfeng, and this shadow had the cultivation of the Nascent Soul Realm!

Seeing this, Ji Dongfeng curled his lips and turned his head to look at Yan Chong who was trying to steal meat from Qingfeng.

"Chongzi, come out." Ji Dongfeng said.

Hearing this, Yan Chong said, "What are you doing?"

"Use your Eye Clan's means to destroy the demon cultivator opposite, do you have the confidence?" Ji Dongfeng said.

Upon hearing this, Yan Chong glanced at the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator and said, "You underestimate me too much. I am also a member of the Hundred Ages Clan. Although I cannot beat you, I can still deal with such a thing."

After the words fell, in the shocked eyes of Gui Ling, Yan Chong stood up and walked towards the demon cultivator opposite step by step.

"Wait a minute! This one with big eyes... isn't it a creature from the Ninth Heaven?!" Gui Ling exclaimed, his eyes full of panic.

"Congratulations, you got the answer right. Unfortunately, I know it too late." Ji Dongfeng smiled.

While speaking, Yan Chong went straight to kill the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator.

"Pah!"

Ji Dongfeng patted Gui Ling's head and said, "That's my mother. I'll give you one chance. Say it again."

"I mean, the goddess Fang Zhiyuan," Gui Ling said helplessly. If Qingfeng hadn't been standing next to it with hot pot seasoning, it would definitely not be so cowardly.

"What's the matter with the VIP you just mentioned?" Ji Dongfeng asked.

"Fang Zhiyuan is a frequent visitor to our gambling games. I just said that the person who placed a heavy bet on the challenger of the Netherworld Secret Realm at the last moment was her. She has been through hundreds of battles and has never lost a single battle. She even once gambled against the four major sects of the Three Heavens alone. After she won, the three sects refused to admit it. The next day, the treasure houses of the three sects were empty. Since then, except for our secret realm gambling games, no one else dared to gamble with her. The title of crazy woman, cough cough, goddess, has also spread completely. There is also a nickname, treasure house elimination." Gui Ling said helplessly.

Ji Dongfeng heard this, his eyes lit up, and said: "It's worthy of being my mother! You quickly pass the message! Just pass it on as I just said!"

"Well, can you persuade your mother not to come to the secret realm gambling game, and can you directly withdraw from the Netherworld Secret Realm, I can give you a few more treasures" Gui Ling said.

Ji Dongfeng heard this, chuckled, and said: "It seems that if I continue to challenge, your losses will be great."

"That's right"

"Oh, one is to let my mother make a lot of money, and the other is to let an old man who I can't stand to recover losses. There seems to be no need to worry about these two choices." Ji Dongfeng chuckled.

When Guiling heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed drastically.

"I want to continue the challenge! The Netherworld Secret Realm! Level 41!" Ji Dongfeng shouted.

After the words fell, the entire arena trembled slightly, and the turtle spirit shrank its pupils and turned into a human form again!

"Ji Dongfeng! You are toasting instead of being punished with wine! Since you don't give me face! Then there is no need for me to be polite to you anymore! I can tell you! These 41 levels! You can't pass!" Gui Ling roared angrily, As he spoke, he cast several defensive spells to prevent Qingming from directly killing him.

When Ji Dongfeng heard this, he sneered and said, "Lao Deng, come on, let me see what tricks you can use!"

When Turtle Spirit heard this, a cold light surged in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Although it will cost you a little, it is better than losing the bet! Ji Dongfeng! Level 41! Battle level! You cannot use what Jiuzhongtian has. Defeat your opponent with energy or treasure!"

After the words fell, Guiling's face turned pale, and a trace of blood even spilled from the corner of his mouth. It seemed that greatly increasing the difficulty would require a high price.

"Hahahahaha! Worth it! Absolutely worth it! Ji Dongfeng! No matter it's spiritual energy! Demonic energy! Ghost energy! Or any other mess! As long as it's the energy in the Nine Heavens! You can't use it! I see how you can cross a big realm Fight! If you agree to my conditions, you can still get some treasures! Now you can't get anything!" Guiling wiped the blood and laughed.

The next moment, a phantom of a demonic cultivator appeared opposite Ji Dongfeng. This phantom clearly possessed the Nascent Soul realm!

When Ji Dongfeng saw this, he curled his lips and turned his head to look at Yan Chong who was trying to steal meat from Qingfeng.

"Chongzi, come out." Ji Dongfeng said.

Yan Chong heard this and said, "What are you doing?"

"Do you have the confidence to use your Eye Clan's methods to destroy the demon cultivator on the opposite side?" Ji Dongfeng said.

Hearing this, Yan Chong glanced at the Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator and said, "You underestimate me too much. I am also a member of the Baishi clan after all. Although I can't beat you, I can still deal with such a thing."

After the words fell, under Gui Ling's shocked eyes, Yan Chong stood up and walked step by step towards the demon cultivator opposite.

"Wait a minute! This one with big eyes...isn't it a creature from the Nine Heavens?!" Turtle Spirit exclaimed, his eyes full of panic.

"Congratulations, you got the answer right. Unfortunately, you found out too late." Ji Dongfeng smiled.

As he spoke, Yan Chong went straight towards the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator.