The Heaven’s Jailer

"Is there any morality? So many people still squeeze in!" Many people who were squeezed to the side by Wang Tiezhu complained. ≈

After seeing Wang Tiezhu’s image clearly, many people began to point and point, vaguely audible adjectives such as "turtle turtle", but this is the palace of Taishang Laojun, so people just reprimanded, no People dare to react too drastically.

Wang Tiezhu didn't care about the evaluation of others, and in the blink of an eye, he dragged Liu Lang to the bottom of the crowd.

Liu Lang followed Wang Tiezhu, and because of embarrassment, he still covered half of his face, so no one noticed him at all.

After standing still and looking inward, Liu Lang realized that in the middle of the crowd, there were two men in the robe of a yellow-order technique refining master fighting each other. It was different from the battle between the strong masters in the fairyland. No magic weapon was sacrificed, their weapon was the fire.

There are two kinds of fire, one red and one yellow, one turns into a tiger and the other turns into a lone wolf, fighting in mid-air.

The two Huangjieshu refiners both pinched the tactics with one hand, trying hard to control their hearts. At this moment, both of them were sweating profusely, but they clenched their teeth and insisted, and neither of them would admit defeat.

There was thunderous applause from time to time around.

Liu Lang was amazed by the fact that he thought that he was a skill refiner, and most of them were not good at fighting. He did not expect that he still had the assassin of Xinhuo. Xinhuo could melt all kinds of materials and condense the immortal weapon. Its power can be imagined. As a weapon, it seems to be more practical than a fairy weapon of the same level.

Liu Lang watched the battle between the tiger and the wolf intently, and soon the problem emerged.

That is, the control of the two skill refining masters over their own minds is far from the level of freewheeling.

One tiger and one wolf were very lively, but the movements were a bit clumsy and slow. In this way, the heart fire was a weapon, but it was far inferior to a refined fairy weapon.

"Brother, which heart do you think can win?" Wang Tiezhu asked Liu Lang beside him.

"I think it should be the Tigers." Liu Lang thought for a while and said. He has learned the fire control technique of the Yan Clan, so he still has a certain degree of judgment.

"Yes, the Tigers are set to win." Wang Tiezhu said very positively.

"Two soil turtles..." At this moment, not far from the two, a Profound Step technique refiner who had just been squeezed by Wang Tiezhu said disdainfully.

His voice is not small, all, many people around have heard it.

"From the perspective of rank, the lone wolf's heart-fire is obviously higher than the tiger's heart-fire, and the two people's ability to control the heart-fire is almost the same. The outcome is already clear at a glance. You actually think that the tiger's heart-fire can win. Don't tell me, You are here to participate in the selection of Lao Jun's apprentices. If you have such a vision, hurry up and go home!" The Profound Stage Technique refiner stared at Wang Tiezhu and Liu Lang and said.

At this moment, the eyes of the people around them all focused on Wang Tiezhu and Liu Lang.

After Wang Tiezhu was now, many people followed suit.

"With your eyes closed, you can feel that the lone wolf is even better."

"Yes, it's impossible for a tiger to win. If you don't have eyesight, don't express your opinion."

Liu Lang was depressed for a while, and he chatted with Wang Tiezhu, and he was able to provoke a ridicule. There was no one else. However, just now he squeezed in with Wang Tiezhu and ran into a lot of people. It was normal for them to be targeted.

However, Liu Lang still firmly believes that the fierce tiger can win.

But Wang Tiezhu didn't seem to hear those ridicules, and he still stared at the court with full attention.

Seeing that he was being ignored, the profound step technique refiner suddenly became angry, and pointed to Wang Tiezhu and said, "Earth turtle, dare you gamble!"

"What are you betting on?" Wang Tiezhu finally turned his head.

"One thousand amethyst coins!" The mysterious step technique refiner took out a small cloth bag and opened his mouth. Inside were all amethyst coins flashing with purple light, and it was at least one thousand by visual inspection.

In the heavens, the skill refining master can be said to be the most profitable profession, and it is normal for a profound stage skill refining master to take out one thousand amethyst coins.

"My grandfather said that gambling is not good." Wang Tiezhu said angrily.

"It's not that gambling is bad, it's that you have no money!" The Profound Stage Technique refiner looked up and down Wang Tiezhu, and laughed.

Others also roared with laughter.

Wang Tiezhu's outfit is a poor ghost.

"Who said I don't have money!" Wang Tiezhu thought, and a big sack suddenly appeared in front of him. With a wave of his hand, he removed the knotted rope, and it was full of amethyst coins.

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

Seeing that big bag of amethyst coins, even if most of the wealthy art refiners were present, there were inevitably bursts of exclamation, because that big bag of amethyst coins could not be said less. There are twenty thousand.

For most art refiners, it is normal to take out a thousand or eight hundred amethyst coins, but it is more difficult for tens of thousands. Only some top-level profound stage technique refiners or earth stage technique refiners can gather this amount of wealth.

You know, Kong Haolin, the vice president of the Art Refining Master Guild, personally went to the Mortal Immortal Prison and arranged a prison guard array, only to collect 50,000 Amethyst Coins.

"Real people don't show their faces!" Liu Lang did not expect Wang Tiezhu to be so rich.

The mysterious step technique refiner who was about to bet against Wang Tiezhu was also a little confused when he saw a sack of amethyst coins. If the other party took this sack of money and bet with him, he would really put out the corresponding bet.

"Since your grandfather doesn't let you gamble, let's gamble on something else." The profound stage skill refiner said to the ass.

"What are you betting on?" Wang Tiezhu asked.

"Then who loses, how about knocking three heads to the other party?" Profound Rank Technique refiner suggested.

"What's the point of kowtow?" Wang Tiezhu curled his lips.

"Then what do you say to bet, no matter what it is, I will accompany you to the end." Profound rank technique refiner believes.

"Is this what you said?" There was a sly in Wang Tiezhu's eyes.

"Of course, so many people present can testify." The profound pill technique refiner said.

"Yes, we will testify!" Many people followed up.

"Okay. Let's bet on (shit), whoever loses will eat it." Wang Tiezhu said vowedly.

"Oh..." Many people who watched the excitement almost didn't throw up.

Liu Lang was also nauseous.

The face of the Profound Step Refining Master immediately turned into pig liver color. He did not expect that Wang Tiezhu would make such a crazy bet.

"Don't dare to forget it." Seeing the profound stage skill refiner did not say anything, Wang Tiezhu said indifferently: "You are not as good as the folks who farm in my hometown. I bet on (shit) with them. They never hesitate."

"Compared!" Hearing Wang Tiezhu's comparison between him and those mortals farming, the profound stage refining master's vitality surged, "The fierce tiger's heart-fire wins, I eat, the lone wolf heart-fire wins, you eat!"

"Okay, it's settled, eat by yourself!" Wang Tiezhu said seriously.

"Oh..." The profound stage technique refiner felt that the food he ate in the morning reached his throat, and he could only swallow it back with great effort.

When Liu Lang saw that Wang Tiezhu was betting such a big bet, he couldn't help but pull the corner of Wang Tiezhu's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, can you win?"

"I can't say that too." Wang Tiezhu said hesitantly.