Chapter 2147: A Gamble

Geng Yingrou smiled grimly.

"High Priest, we are all very self-aware people. You also know that you are no match for this god with your own strength. If you come to get the mysterious weapon, then there is nothing to say between us."

Geng Yingrou looked at High Priest Xiuyin coldly.

When High Priest Xiuyin heard this, he looked at Geng Yingrou coldly.

She came here just for that mysterious weapon.

If she hadn't been there, she would never have thought of getting that mysterious weapon.

If it wasn't for that mysterious weapon, why would she come all the way here?

"So many years have passed. Do you think my cultivation will be as bad as before?" High Priest Xiuyin looked at Geng Yingrou coldly.

When Geng Yingrou heard this, she suddenly smiled.

If the Life and Death Demon Map hadn't returned, she would have probably trembled when she heard this.

But now, her cultivation is strong, and Chiwu's power has become very strong.

"Hehe!" High Priest Xiuyin smiled slowly.

"High Priest, why don't we have a competition?"

"Oh!" A gleam of light flashed in the beautiful eyes of High Priest Xiuyin.

"It's okay to have a competition, but it's so boring to fight so plainly. How about we have a bet?"

"What do you want to bet?" Geng Yingrou's heart skipped a beat.

"The spirit of the underworld." High Priest Xiuyin said word by word.

His eyes were full of greed.

"Sure enough, you came here because of the spirit of the underworld." Geng Yingrou glared at her.

She came here to covet her spiritual weapon.

"What? After so long, have you forgotten how the spirit of the underworld came from?" High Priest Xiuyin's tone was creepy, and his eyes squinted at Geng Yingrou sharply.

"You..."

Geng Yingrou looked at High Priest Xiuyin coldly.

"What? Don't you dare to bet?" High Priest Xiuyue looked at Geng Yingrou with a sneer on her face.

Geng Yingrou trembled violently.

Is she forcing her?

"If I hadn't held back the Gankui monster, do you think you could have gotten the Netherworld God?" The tone of the High Priest Xiuyin was calm.

But there was a cold breath.

"Okay! Let's make a bet. If I win, you leave here and never enter the Mopan Mountain again." Geng Yingrou looked at the High Priest Xiuyin coldly.

"Okay, if I win, you hand over the Netherworld God."

The purpose of the High Priest Xiuyin's coming was this.

Mu Yunxuan looked at it and a wicked smile slightly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It seems that he can take advantage of the fisherman.

This trip tonight is really worth it.

Boom!

A silver staff suddenly appeared in the hand of the High Priest Xiuyin.

There was a sudden sound in the sky, and a white figure was instantly gliding in the lightning.

The position was just right, and it fell accurately towards Geng Yingrou.

Geng Yingrou smiled. After returning from the Demonic Diagram of Life and Death, she also wanted to find someone to test her cultivation. Now was the right time. She quickly flew up to fight.

"Bang!" The colorful Qi energy quickly passed through the air, just like the speed of thunder and lightning, and it passed in the blink of an eye.

The battle was very fierce.

Everyone was watching intently, and suddenly, a white figure flew out in an instant.

But at the critical moment, the white figure raised his hand and surprisingly threw the silver staff in his hand into the hard bluestone slab.

The whole person grabbed the silver staff tightly. The white figure who was knocked away was no one else, but the High Priest Xiuyin.

At this time, the High Priest Xiuyin was pale, sweating profusely, and his breath was a little disordered.