The gambling house is a great boundary. Even though the environment is beautifully arranged, it is still chaotic.

Ye Chen glanced at the four sides, sighed, and walked straight to a gambling table not far away.

He is a regular visitor to the gambling house. Whenever he has no money, he would go to the gambling house for a walk. The owner of the gambling house invited him to have tea when he was having fun. When he got out, his pockets would bulge.

By the time Ye Chen arrived, the gambling table was howling loudly, and the gamblers were all like chicken blood. The bigger one was the side and the smaller one was the side, all with red faces and thick necks.

Sure enough, after the sieve cup was lifted, there were endless curses coming, and the bets were smiling, and the person who lost the bets would curse directly, if it weren't for the gambling shop banning private fights.

Ye Chen directly ignored the other gamblers and stared at the ghost king, demon king and blood king on one side.

These three guys are just the same as in their previous lives. They are all quasi-saints in their cultivation, and they have no special bloodlines. Their eyes are red, and they seem to have lost a lot, and they have the urge to fight.

Eh?

As he looked at it, Ye Chen let out a light ejaculation, his eyes moved away from the Demon King and the others, and instead placed it on a fat man beside them, or more accurately, on a small tripod held by the fat man.

Suddenly, Ye Chen's eyes lit up. He had three small tripods, exactly the same as the small tripods in the fat man's hand. They were all from the demons, and they all had the essence and blood of the demons.

In the past, Jiang Taixu once said that the tripod belongs to the Demon Abyss. As for how many there are, he didn't know. He only knew that the small tripod had a great origin and was related to the demon clan, which was probably not simple.

Without thinking too much, Ye Chen let go of the fat man holding the small tripod out.

"Are you sick?" The fat man was very upset when he was dragged out of the gambling game in a confused manner. Like the Demon King and the others, this guy also had red eyes and most of the time he lost a lot of gambling.

"Fellow Daoist, your little tripod is good, will you sell it?" Ye Chen blinked his eyes.

"Ding?" The fat man was stunned for a moment, but unexpectedly he thought that Ye Chen pulled him out for this reason. This might be the only thing left on his body except clothes. As for the others, whether it is magic weapons, source stones, or elixirs, they have lost all their energy.

"What are you asking? Do you want to sell it?" Seeing the fat man stunned, Ye Chen reached out and poked him.

"This is my heirloom." The fat man's eyes rolled, and then he let out a sigh of relief at Xiaoding. After finishing, he wiped it with his sleeve.

"The price is easy to discuss." Ye Chen looked at the fat man with interest. How could he not know what the fat man was doing and what heirlooms heirlooms were, he just wanted to sell more money.

"This is really a family heirloom." Ye Chen didn't say that, but in a word, the fat man hugged him tighter.

"Ten thousand source stones." Ye Chen directly took out the storage bag.

“It’s not a matter of money.”

"Twenty thousand." Ye Chen carried another storage bag.

"I'm not a person who is jealous of money."

"Add another ten thousand."

"Come on, Xiaoding is yours." The fat man simply stuffed Xiaoding to Ye Chen directly, grabbed Ye Chen's storage bag consciously, turned around and disappeared, fearing that Ye Chen would repent and take it away.

"Running so fast." Ye Chen was amused and his eyes were on the small tripod. "Including this one, there are already five small tripods. What secrets does the tripod of the Demon Abyss hide?"

"You're eating shit! It's big again." When Ye Chen was holding the small tripod, a curse sounded again on the gambling table, especially the Demon King and the others, who howled loudest and lost all their money.

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen took over the little tripod, smiled and shook his head, and was about to drag the demon king and the others away.

However, before he could come forward, he was pulled away from behind by someone.

When he stood firm, he realized who was pulling him away? He was an old man in purple robe, a real saint, with a portrayal of Yin Yue and Scorched Sun totem on his Taoist robe.

This guy is coming with great momentum and his goal is extremely clear. That is the gamblers who are gambling at this gambling table. To be more precise, they should be the Demon King, the Blood King and the Ghost King.

"Sun and Moon God Sect." The expressions of the gamblers on the table changed, as if they had recognized the power of the Taoist robe worn by the old man in purple. In addition, the aura of the saint made people's heart tremble.

"Three, I'm so excited!" The old man in purple smiled and looked at the Demon King and the others with interest. His smile was very gloomy, and there was also a fierce light in his eyes.

"The nose is very good!" The demon king twisted his neck fiercely, "I can find it all."

"Since I'm finding it, then..." The old man in purple smiled and was very entertaining, but before he finished speaking, he was pulled aside by a sudden slap.

The sudden scene made the people present stunned, and their eyes moved to one side and fell on Ye Chen in unison, because the person who took action just now was Ye Chen.

"Where did you come out? I'm so happy that I'm just pulling you aside." Ye Chen scolded and spitting all over the sky, which was so shocked that everyone present was stunned. We were also puzzled. Where did you come out? A saint was stripped of you.

"You are looking for death." The old man in purple was furious, with fairy light lingering on his eyebrows, and a holy soldier was about to come out.

"I'm so angry." Ye Chen immediately raised his hand and swung a big monument-hitting hand. Before the old man in purple had escaped from the sea of ​​divine artifact, he beat him back with his palm.

On the spot, the old man in purple knelt down and suffered a terrifying backlash. He coughed up blood even though he had not stopped, he was kicked out by Ye Chen and flew out of the gambling house.

Wow!

The people in the gambling house raised their heads one after another, and their eyes swayed left and right in the direction of the old man in purple flying out. Otherwise, how could they be called saints? The posture of landing was domineering.

In an instant, the casino became quiet. Many people opened their mouths, but they had not yet reacted. A saint had not even had a move in the hand of a quasi-saint. This picture was indeed pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Ye Chen, just like looking at a monster.

"You keep going, win more." When everyone was stunned, Ye Chen had already patted his butt and turned around. The demon king and the others who were still in a daze were also taken to the Chaos Cauldron.

"Where is the god!" Looking at the direction of Ye Chen leaving, the long sighs and slaps and tongues were filled with long sighs.

"There is never a shortage of monsters in this world."

"Compared with Yao Chi, it's still a little worse."

"Come on, continue." Someone had already closed his eyes and couldn't wait to take out the storage bag.

A small episode passed, and the gambling house became lively again, and a loud scream suddenly rang out.

Ye Chen had already walked into the street, swaying and unpredictable. During this period, he did not forget to glance at the restaurant not far away, but it was a ruined restaurant and was surrounded by people.

Soon, a person crawled out of the ruins. It was the old man in purple who was swung away by Ye Chen with a palm and accidentally hit a restaurant. Didn’t the restaurant collapse?

"Wait for me." The old man in purple shouted angrily, and found Ye Chen's figure accurately in the crowd, and then staggered onto Xutian, escaping in a very embarrassing manner.

"I'm just waiting for you." Ye Chen said aloud and headed straight to the teleportation array in the center of the city. He wouldn't be beaten up here by waiting obediently. He had heard of the Sun and Moon God's Sect and was powerful.

Looking at the Demon King and the others, they were a little confused in the Chaos Divine Cauldron. They didn’t know who Ye Chen was, and they didn’t know why Ye Chen saved them. After saving them, they locked them up.

Ye Chen ignored it directly, bounced three immortal lights and inserted them into the Chaos Cauldron, and each of them penetrated into the eyebrows of the three of them.

The low roar sounded immediately, and the three of them hugged their heads, all in pain.

Ye Chen took a look and disappeared into the crowd, appeared again, also in the center of the city.

"Where do you go!" The old man guarding the teleportation array glanced at Ye Chen.

"Shuangtian Ancient City." Ye Chen said, handing over a storage bag. As for Shuangtian Ancient City, it is his next stop, closest to this ancient city, but it is nearly ten million miles away.

The old man did not speak, put away the storage bag, opened the array immediately, and the teleportation array immediately rotated.

Um?

At the moment when he was about to disappear, Ye Chen suddenly turned his head and looked at the northern gate of the ancient city.

There was a figure walking in, with messy hair, ragged clothes, dull expression, empty eyes, seemingly a human, but more like a puppet and a walking corpse, without emotion.

"Six Paths." Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, but after a moment, his pupils suddenly tightened again, "It's not the Six Paths, it's the Red Monster."
Chapter completed!