Chapter 1005: Chanjiao disciples are here

Sword Immortal King: "?"
"This, how to bet?"
Old Ancestor Li said indifferently: "I bet that the two religions will all die, so you bet that they still have someone alive, how about?"
Sword Immortal King looked at Old Ancestor Li in surprise, is he stupid? According to Old Ancestor Li's bet, he is almost sure to win.
In the land of true kings, almost all the disciples of the two teachings have survived the most.
If the disciples of the two teachings can't survive, then these people who have entered the cultivation world have no hope of survival.
"Got, what to gamble?" The old ghost wanted to give him something, he was naturally happy.
"bass!"
With a sharp cry, there was a Ninth Grade Excalibur in Old Ancestor Li's hand.
"I use it as a bet, how about?"
The Sword Immortal King fell in love with Divine Sword as soon as he saw it, but he still pretended to refuse: "This can't be done, don't be kidding!"
The Ninth-Rank artifact is really too expensive, he is afraid that Old Ghost Li will go back after losing.
"The gentleman said, the horse is hard to chase! Don't worry, if I repent, I will die!" What a joke, there is Li Zhen, that kid will let the disciples of the two schools run away?
Old Ancestor Li can almost conclude that Li Zhen may already be killing special kills now.
He knew that the disciples of the two sects were equipped with life-saving means, but that little means met Li Zhen, and the probability of being able to spur...probably is zero.
Hearing what Old Ancestor Li said, the Sword Immortal King was dumbfounded, Old Ghost Li was serious?
Isn't this an obvious way to send him a magic weapon?
"Well, bet! I lost, what do you want?"
Sword Immortal King asked.
An old ancestor Li showed a sly look in his eyes, and said, "How about ten thousand 10,000-year-old elixir?"
"So few?" Sword Immortal King was puzzled, he must win this bet! In order not to make the old friend too ugly, he generously said: "Ten thousand are too stingy, one hundred thousand!"
Since it is fake and generous, let the cow fly in the sky for a while!
"really?"
Hearing the words of the Sword Immortal King, Old Ancestor Li's eyes widened and his breathing became short.
One hundred thousand plants are enough for all the disciples of the Li family for a thousand years.
"You won't regret it?" Old Li said in disbelief, "Why not reduce it!"
He was afraid that the Sword Immortal King had really lost and would not be able to lose.
"For such a fun thing, count me."
"Count me too!"
The fluctuations of the Ninth-Rank Divine Sword are really attractive. The surrounding immortal kings all stared here and heard the gambling agreement between Old Ghost Li and the Sword Immortal King. How could they bear this kind of deal that was almost a sure win? Gotta live.
In the end, Mr. Li went crazy with excitement.
He only took out a Ninth-Rank Divine Sword, but in exchange for 300,000 Ten Thousand Years Elixir.
Thinking of this, Old Ancestor Li looked at the valley and said, "Boy, I depend on you to get rich!"
...
Inside the valley.
Li Zhen waited quietly.
Finally, all the people from explaining and teaching came in.
In the next moment, Li Zhen suddenly appeared in front of all the disciples of the interpretation, and then with a big wave of his hand, a horrible formation force suddenly confined those people.
"Silk swordsmanship!"
The sword wire became rain, and instantly stab at those people who teach!
"Formation!"
The people who explained the teaching laughed.
But their smiles quickly froze on their faces, and in front of the strong imprisonment, they had no power to fight back at all.
The sword breaks the void!
In the blink of an eye, a dozen people died!
The avenue roared in the void, and the blood rained down!
"kill!"
At this moment, Li Zhen pierced out with a sword, shaking in the void.