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

"There is no limit to gambling, don't gamble to win!" Li Chuyi murmured these two sentences, and his heart was touched.

The characteristic of gambling is that the winning rate will never reach 100%, which means that no one is a permanent winner. As long as you continue to gamble, you will always lose one day.

Including Li Chuyi, there are no exceptions. No matter how prosperous he was before, the moment he loses, he has nothing and is worthless.

And the only way to win is two words: don’t gamble!

There is no limit to the sea of ​​​​betting, and if you don’t gamble, you will win. This is a generous and clear statement of this truth.

"This Immortal Life Technique must also come from Gambling Immortal Life!" Li Chuyi took a deep breath with an incomprehensible tone.

"That's right, he's also from the lineage of Gambling Immortal. It's a counter-art of 'I have a game and I'll bet my life on you'!" The young butcher nodded and admitted generously.

"In my perfect human race, 80% of them are gamblers, and this magic of immortal destiny was performed by him for all my people."

"As long as you don't reach 80% of your bet on word fairy, you can't drag me into the game."

"You want to bet your life with me, but it's a pity, it's just a dream!"

After he finished speaking, he stretched his body, and suddenly there was a sound of crackling bones, like the roar of the earth.

"Okay, it's time for me to go under the knife. Your meat is of the highest quality, and I don't want to sell it anymore. I might as well eat it myself!"

Just when the young butcher was about to take action, Yulong was the first to break free and stand in the void. Three Qi Luck Immortals blessed him at the same time, and his cultivation level suddenly reached the eighth level and he could overcome the tribulation.

"It's interesting that a little snake in the Seventh Realm can actually have such abilities. Let's make a human-snake soup tonight, using the flesh of both of you."

The young butcher's eyes fell on Yulong and Li Chuyi, and he smacked his lips twice, looking impatient.

Unexpectedly, the good guy was the second one to break free. He cursed and said, "Haha, are you greedy? Do you want some shit?"

The third one is Mi Peng. He stands upright with his ugly body and his tone is like an evil ghost, "You want to kill my brother, try?"

On the boat, the flawless Mi Dou's eyes were full of disbelief, as if she recognized her younger brother for the first time.

"Okay, okay, there's a little snake who has reached the eighth realm with a secret method, a sixth-level pseudo-man, and a sixth-level leader. If you want to kill me, then come and try!"

The butcher young man raised his lips and smiled, then bent his knees, his hair flying, and he suddenly exerted his strength.

In an instant, the sky and the earth trembled, the earth shattered for hundreds of miles around, a terrifying atmosphere filled the air, and countless gravels shot up into the sky.

Among them, a figure had already risen into the sky, and beside him, a long bloody river suddenly emerged, vast and evil, covering the world.

"This is like my clan's true form of flesh and blood, turning into the sea!", the Eight Thrones of the Rongrong clan cried out in shock.

"It's a bit like it, but it's not!" The Great Throne shook his head and narrowed his eyes.

"My true form of the flesh and blood of the Fusion Spirit Clan is formed by the fusion of the flesh and blood of the souls of all races. It is real. But this butcher, the sea of ​​blood around him is illusory, formed by the condensation of his own murderous aura!"

At this moment, not only the Rongling Clan, but everyone present felt that a terrifying murderous intention filled the world, as if people's souls were frozen.

"Heaven's murderous intent!" Li Chuyi looked at this scene and said in shock.

He was all too familiar with the long river of blood manifesting on the opponent's side, and the murderous intent on his body.

Because he himself also has it, it is the murderous intention of heaven!

"Li Chuyi, your previous Heavenly Dao foundation must have also been a Heavenly Dao murderous foundation. I have sensed it a long time ago!"

In the air, the young butcher smiled: "Just looking at you, it seems that you haven't known how to use the murderous aura of heaven for so long!"

"The Dao of Heaven is a collection of rules in the world, and the murderous aura of Heaven is the rule of killing given by Heaven!"

"Then I'll tell you today, everything within the scope of Heaven's Dao can be killed!"

After he finished speaking, he picked up the murderous dagger and looked at a lucky Qi Tianzhou.

It was also at this time that changes occurred again.

There was a fluctuation in the void, and ten figures of old men appeared at the same time. They had white hair and white beards, and they seemed to be very old.

They all wore dark green robes, decorated with various exotic treasures, which revealed two words, rich!

And this is the Magic Pavilion business robe!

The identity of the visitor is also about to be revealed. There are people from the Magic Pavilion of the Twelve Lands, and their cultivation levels are all impressive.

Ten people who transcended the tribulation stood together at the same time. The fluctuation of magic power suppressed the nine heavens and suppressed the nine netherworlds. All living things must surrender.

"Monster, I, the manager of the Magic Pavilion, do you want to kill people at will?" An old man stood up with white hair and an angry tone.

"I can kill if I want. What's wrong?" The butcher young man held the killing knife and seemed not to be afraid of the people coming. "So what if you guys are here, just a few more will die!"

"After all, in this world of destiny, the great road does not exist now, and when monks reach the realm of transcending tribulation, they must begin to understand the laws of heaven and earth!"

"How long have you been trapped in the Tribulation? Ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years? It's not a good life to have been unable to make any progress in your cultivation for so many years!"

Hearing the butcher's mocking smile, the ten tribulation old men were not angry, but all stepped forward.

In an instant, one path after another drooped down, and the sky was filled with blazing light, like the condensed light of thousands of stars. At the same time, various auspicious lights and auspicious colors fell down, and various auspicious signs appeared.

The ensuing terrifying fluctuations caused many sea beasts and sea monsters in the nearby endless sea to whimper, sobs that made the listeners' scalps numb.

It was also at this time that the young butcher's expression changed for the first time.

His eyes were full of disbelief: "The Great Way no longer exists in the world of destiny. Where did you get the enlightenment of the Great Way? Not only that, your cultivation is even close to the Mahayana!"

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth curved, as if he thought of something, "I see, in this excitement, I almost forgot what your Magic Pavilion relies on to gain a foothold!"

"Borrowing the Immortal Life, these principles must have been borrowed by your pavilion master who went to other worlds to borrow the power of the Immortal. What a great skill!"

"No wonder, no wonder your Miracle Pavilion only tried to deal with my perfect human race before, but over the years you have been colluding with the alien races from outside the world. It must be for this reason!"

As he spoke, the butcher's eyes suddenly became fierce, and the sea of ​​blood beside him began to surge. The terrifying killing intent was like a sharp dagger pressed against a person's neck, making people stop breathing.

"My perfect human race fights bloody battles with all races, but you despicable hypocrites and bugs in the gutter will always only think about yourself. You should be killed, you should be killed!"

"So what if there are ten monks who are close to the Mahayana stage? You will die today!"

The butcher young man roared and froze on the spot!

At the same time, he began to put his hands on his chest, and a mystery that was still familiar to Li Chuyi, but was countless times more terrifying flowed out.

Then, a male voice that sounded like nine-day ice sounded: "Ten fake Mahayana monks? This is against the rules. In this case, we can only deal with them."

After a few breaths of silence, the male voice came up again: "I have a round to send you on your way."