Chapter 5348? Conspiracy?

"Wandao Sword Master ()"

Tier 3 emperors can’t do it anymore. It’s not enough to go in. Some of them can’t get in. They can only go to ordinary secret realms, but there are at most millions of god stones at a time.

But those who are destined to get are some powerful people with strange treasures.

Usually, these third-tier emperors may only receive hundreds of thousands of god stones at a time.

They are all worth between one million, and the most are several million.

The strength of Jian Qijin is not because Jian Wushuang looks down on him, two million is not bad, and there is twelve million.

It seemed that this life-and-death fight was simpler than he had imagined. Since the people behind him dared to make such a bet, it showed that they had absolute confidence in him.

Before playing, King Bai received news from Xuanyuan Dapan.

"The sword energy is close. Recently, I have hosted a lot of third-tier emperors, and they are uneven. I haven't found that I have had too private talks with other emperors!"

Jian Wushuang raised his brows, apparently to deceive others.

I can't control that much when I'm about to play, and I'll exchange it for the god stone when I win, and run away immediately.

Since they are all Tier 3 emperors, at most Tier 4, in the imperial city, the other party dare not act rashly.

In the Colosseum, the four auditoriums are full of people, at least there are hundreds of millions of practitioners.

And to go in and watch, like this kind of life-and-death battle between emperors, you need ten god stones for the ticket.

Calculated in this way, the Colosseum earned one billion this time.

And there is a rule in the Colosseum, as long as you are willing to enter the ring, the Taoist will reward one hundred thousand to one million sacred stones, and the emperor will reward one million to one hundred million sacred stones.

But this has to be won to give.

Jian Wushuang knows this, and if he wins, it is also possible to charge an appearance fee of tens of millions based on the fame of Jian Qi.

Compared with these, the Colosseum earns more.

One billion at a time, except for the venue and some labor costs, the royal family can earn at least 800 million.

The fifth-rank emperor sitting here is the elder of the ancestral temple, the senior of the clan, and a strong man of the Xiaman clan. He has been stationed here for a long time, and he will also draw part of the sacred stones earned in each game.

After all, he is a Tier 5 Monarch. If he goes out and wanders, he will probably get more divine stones.

But there is no danger here, and it is a good job.

Standing on the highest point, Jian Wushuang leaped heavily towards the ring with a sword in one hand.

His appearance made countless people cheer!

Some of them called out his name, obviously putting all their wealth on him.

There are still many gamblers in this imperial city.

In the Colosseum, in addition to voluntary participation in the war, there are more slaves or prisoners of war collected from the battlefield, let them fight here.

If you win a hundred games, you will get only one, and if you lose, you will naturally fall.

The fighting of these people is more bloody, but their strength is generally very weak.

Most of the people who can be captured are Taoist monarchs or some earth immortals. For super dynasties like Daxia, the minimum threshold for conscription is generally earth immortals.

The real army of cultivators is overwhelming, not necessarily all emperors and daojuns, but more of them are heavenly and earthly immortals.

These monks are all cannon fodder, they either fell on the battlefield or were caught in large numbers.

After all, it is the combat power at the top that determines victory. If the top collapses, no matter how well the bottom fights, they will still lose.

If this is the case, why spend so many god stones to cultivate an army of practitioners.

Just let the two ancestors fight!

Bai Junwang said lightly: "It's not that simple. The bottom layer is fighting for luck. If the bottom layer loses, then the upper layer is likely to lose under the same combat power. The emperor's space is originally to store luck. , Most of the strong must follow this rule. Of course, you don’t need to follow this ultimate way, and you still have that special way. I think it not only has no luck, but has an evil aura, which is the opposite of luck. "

Hearing these words, Jian Wushuang's heart leaked murderous intent.

This King Bai is the most familiar with him, his original Dao, now only King Bai knows,

Even the god does not know.

When he made the oath at the beginning, even though he also had an oath not to divulge their respective information, he was still worried. If the old guy was about to die that day, it would not be good to share his affairs. Only the dead can control his mouth.

I'm afraid King Bai thought so too.

Although the two are one body, they each have their own ghosts.

After he appeared on the stage, Huangpu Xiong also jumped down from above holding a long bluestone stick in one hand, looking at Jian Wushuang with a fierce face.

A majestic voice sounded from above, "Start!" The person who spoke was the fifth-rank emperor. According to his seniority, Xia Mang Guanyu had to call him uncle, and even the current emperor had to call him uncle.

Accompanied by more enthusiastic shouts, Huangpu Xiong made the first move with a fall.

Sure enough, it was just as Jian Wushuang imagined, the other party saw something strange as soon as he made a move.

The two fought, there was loud thunder and little rain.

It's just for outsiders to see.

It's just this, Jian Wushuang thinks it's too funny, but there is a fifth-rank emperor watching from above!

Although the emperor would not pay attention to these things, anyway, the tickets were earned, but if the two of them stopped fighting, it would affect the reputation of the Colosseum, and both of them would die.

boom!

"Aura piercing Changhong!"

This is the signature technique of Jian Qi Jin, with a breath like a rainbow and infinite power.

I don't know what Huangpu Xiongyi thinks, he doesn't think that a fake fight will end it!

This sword is a sneak attack.

Taking advantage of Huangpu Xiongyi's lack of reaction, he thrust out another sword with his backhand, pointing directly at the opponent's eyebrow.

This sword contained the ultimate meaning, which exceeded Huangpu Xiongyi's expectation and seriously injured him directly.

As soon as Huangpu Xiong backed away, he touched the center of his brow with one hand, his heart was filled with anger, but he didn't dare to transmit the sound.

This is different from what he discussed with Jian Qi!

But now that someone has changed, who will care about this.

Looking back ten years ago, Huangpu Xiongyi and Jian Qi started planning this matter.

Jian Qijin has a wife who is born with a icy physique and needs to drink fire fruit wine for many years. Fortunately, fire fruit wine is not precious. As a third-tier emperor, he doesn't care about it at all.

But thousands of years ago, Jian Qijin's wife suddenly had a physical mutation, from the ice body to the "Wuji divine body!"

Regardless of whether it is ice soul or fire soul, once it becomes the Wuji divine body, it will accelerate towards extreme changes.

What used to be Bing Po, now is Han Ying, and the thousand years have strengthened his physique ten thousand times.

His wife was regarded as an ordinary Taoist monarch, but now she is comparable to the emperor.

Ordinarily, this kind of physique would attract the attention of some big sects, and they might recruit his wife, but who would have thought that the icy power in his wife's body had already condensed into crystals, destroying her physique.

If it is allowed to develop, it will only become a cold body in the end.

If you really want to take refuge in the great sect, you are also serving as a wedding dress for others.