The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

Under the bloody sky, Li Chuyi looked cold and empty, and his figure looked cheerful and solemn.

As he finished speaking, the mysteries of the Gambling Immortal flowed out, and he instantly broke free from the restraints and drew his sword out of its sheath.

The young man from the perfect clan, the so-called butcher, was still leaning in front of the human meat stall, holding a broad murder knife in his hand, and there was no trace of panic in his eyes.

"You can force someone with a cultivation level three levels higher than yourself to bet on your life with the cultivation of spirit transformation. Is the person named Li a 30% gambler?" Rong Yan couldn't help but widen his eyes as he watched this change in the scene.

Thousands of meters away, the City of Trapped Beasts hung in the air, and the eight thrones of the Rongling Clan were standing on the wall, watching the changes on Li Chuyi's side.

"He should be a 30% gambler, but with 30% of his strength as a gambler, isn't he a little too confident to fight against a perfect human race in the eighth realm?"

The Great Throne looked at it with amusement, considered it for a while, and continued: "It is rumored that among the perfect human race, there is a gambling saint, and among the gambling immortals, he has reached the level of 80% of the gamblers. , it can be said that meritorious participation in creation."

On the side, the current youngest, the Eight Thrones, looked horrified, "Brother, is that 80% gambler? Doesn't it mean that as long as he completes one more Thousand Days and Hundreds of Gamblers, he can be promoted to a 90% gambler and achieve the goal of being wiped out with one word?" The level of a world?"

"There are still rumors in all the worlds. In just a few decades, that boy from the Kung Fu tribe has become a 90% gambler, forcing one side of the world to gamble his life!"

The Great Throne nodded: "This is the theory, but according to rumors, when the gambling fortune reaches 50% of gamblers, that is, the winning rate exceeds 50%, there will be a qualitative change."

"So even if that perfect human being is an 80% gambler, he still arouses the fear of all parties. Moreover, the other person once stood alone in the starry sky, and one word made dozens of immortal beings bleed. It is even more terrifying."

"And the reason why this perfect human race has been fighting for hundreds of thousands of years on the source battlefield is because they are strong enough!"

Rong Yan also followed up and said: "Brother, there must be enough pseudo-human gamblers, right? Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, the perfect human race has forced those quick pseudo-human gamblers to gamble their lives, and I don't know how many talented people from all races have been killed!"

"So I think the pseudo-human race is not inherently weak. Their acquired potential seems to be even greater."

Rong Yan stared at Li Chuyi closely with a deep look in his eyes: "This also seems to confirm an old saying, although all spirits are different from the heavens, the strong may not always be strong and the weak may always be weak!"

But at this moment, the other thrones looked at each other with a strange look on their faces, and they were holding back laughter.

It was the Eight Thrones who muttered in a low voice again: "Ahem, fifth brother, can you stop talking about strength and weakness all the time? It sounds a bit strange to our ears now!"

When Rong Yan heard this, he immediately glared: "Well frogs cannot talk to the sea, summer insects cannot talk to the ice, Li Chuyi cannot be forgiven!"

He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I don't believe it. In this situation, can this guy escape?"

On the other side, Li Chuyi stood at the bow of the boat, and 30% of the gambler's power was released wantonly, including him and the butcher young man.

But the other party looked unconcerned. He was still naked from the waist up, his black hair was loose, and his facial features were as sharp as a knife. He was so handsome that he couldn't be stained by the world, like a masterpiece of heaven and earth showing off his skills.

At this time, he was leisurely cleaning up his human meat stall and putting away the cut human meat on it, as if he was making room for it.

"Tsk tsk, your name is Li Chuyi. Look here, the place has been reserved for you. I will disembowel you here later!"

With a smile on his lips, he pointed to the murder case in front of him as he spoke. The murder knife was inserted into the table, glowing with the aura of blood.

On the ship, all the shopkeepers were still unable to move, including the two brothers Mi Doumipeng.

"Stop struggling. After all, I am a perfect human race in the eighth realm, the realm of transcending tribulation. If you just break free like this, wouldn't I be very embarrassed?"

The young butcher's tone was very casual, and he stared at Li Chuyi with great interest: "Sorry, your Immortal Life Technique seems to have not been successfully activated!"

Before Li Chuyi responded, the good man was so suppressed that his face turned red and he cursed angrily: "You bitch, what kind of evil method are you doing? It actually makes our physical body and soul instinctively fearful and unable to move!"

"Haha, evil method?", the young butcher looked disdainful.

"Why, you are so stupid that you don't admit it? Aren't most of the things related to the seven emotions and six desires or the three souls and seven souls all evil laws?"

"Hey, you are indeed a hypocrite who stole the name of 'human being'. He actually said that this is an evil method. It is simply ridiculous!"

The young butcher laughed, his expression full of joking, and he continued: "Listen carefully, tigers have the power of tigers, dragons have the power of dragons, and as humans, we naturally also have the majesty of humans. This is the majesty of humans!"

"I just instinctively exude the majesty of one of my own, which is to make you feel like you are facing the sky and the earth, and you are so suppressed that you can't move."

"But in the end, you actually insulted me for using evil magic. Oh, it's ridiculous... It's really ridiculous!"

"So you, filthy, despicable things wearing human skin, are worthy of the name 'human'?"

The butcher young man held the killing knife in his hand, looked at himself through the blade, and his tone slowed down.

"Actually, in our eyes, fake people like you are just a bunch of beasts wearing human skin and pretending to be humans!"

"That's why we always peel the food before cooking, otherwise it would look really uncomfortable." His words were cruel, but his tone was very normal, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"As for you, you are all from Magic Pavilion, I'll skin you all in a moment!",

On the bow of the ship, Li Chuyi was wielding the soul-suppressing knife, 30% of the gambler's power continued to be vented. He didn't show his emotions, but there was a feeling of fear in his heart.

Because this time the bet didn't work, and it didn't even work at all.

Logically speaking, with his cultivation as a god and a 30% gambler, he can force people who are three levels higher than him to gamble their lives!

At this moment, he was just using the power of immortal life to offset the so-called real human pressure from the opponent.

"Haha, human power? It's really unusual!" The Great Throne of the Rongling Tribe said in a cold tone.

Previously, the butcher young man had enveloped them, but now in this bloody world, he was unwilling to cause trouble before seeing the fate of killing.

So I followed the other party's advice and bought the fake human flesh.

At this time, the thighs and ribs he bought had been thrown to a Fusion Spirit warrior and melted with a melting hole.

He watched the confrontation between the two sides and continued: "The perfect humans are facing off against the pseudo-humans. They are born with extremely strong suppressive power. These people from the Magic Pavilion are probably going to die today!"

On the Fortune Qitian boat, Li Chuyi pointed his sword at an angle, his eyes like hooks, "Do you have a way to restrain the fate of gambling immortals?"

"Otherwise, are you stupid?" The young butcher chuckled.

"We are a perfect human race, but we have cultivated so many pseudo-human gamblers, how could we not have some way to deal with them!"

Li Chu nodded, "What is it?"

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, it's also an immortal life technique!"

The butcher young man smiled: "There is no limit to the gambling sea, if you don't gamble, you will win!"