Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

The red flame lion is the king of the jungle, erupting flames all over his body, and the staff in the arena must leave the red flame lion far away, lest the heat burns his body and die on the spot. As for the Baiyan Tiger, his body is particularly powerful, his limbs are powerful, and his arms are extraordinary.

With the emergence of these two monsters, the entire arena was boiling.

"Look, everyone, the red flame lion has its own flame, which can burn the sky and refine the earth, and then look at the white rock tiger. The body is huge, like a divine beast that occupies the sky and the earth, it is absolutely infinite."

The people who can come to the arena are naturally gamblers. When they see the Red Flame Lion and the White Rock Tiger appear, their expressions flashed intriguingly, who they want to buy to win.

This is a headache.

The arena allows two monsters to appear, and the strength is absolutely equal. If you accidentally place a bet, you will be determined by the time. If you win, it is okay to lose money.

"Boy, the red flame lion is more domineering. If you listen to me, I will buy the red flame lion win."

It was Liang Wanliang who was talking, and looking at the Red Flame Lion, his eyes were shining brightly, and he didn't know what he was doing. It was too high, he was arrogant to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was slightly dissatisfied, because the Red Flame Master he saw was not as domineering as Zhang Liang Wanliang said. If he bet on the Red Flame Lion, it would only outweigh the gain.

Liang Wanliang waited for a long time, but Chen Mo didn't place a bet, his expression sank slightly, turned his head to look at Chen Mo and said, "You don't believe that the Red Flame Lion will win?"

Facing Liang Wanliang’s questioning, Chen Mo explained: “It’s not that you don’t believe it, but that there is no possibility of victory. If you don’t believe it, you can wait and see.”

"Okay, then I want to see if it's your vision or mine."

Liang Wanliang looked furious, and Chen Mo actually refused to take out the spirit stone. It was like a sudden obedient person violated his will and tried to frustrate him, making him sulking.

Sister Hong next to her can see it.

Chen Mo is not Liang Wanliang's distant relative. If not, Chen Mo will not offend Liang Wanliang. However, Chen Mo openly rejected Liang Wanliang, which shows that Chen Mo has the confidence.

"Boy, since you said that the Red Flame Lion is not good, then tell me clearly, Bai Yanhu is not good?" Liang Wanliang looked at Chen Mo with a look of dissatisfaction while sulking.

Chen Mo listened to Liang Wanliang's words and said in a deep voice, "It seems that you still don't believe me. In that case, Hong, I will buy Bai Yansong and win a thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Chen Mo took out a storage ring and handed it to Sister Hong. When Liang Wanliang next to Chen Mo took out a thousand low-grade spirit stones, he didn't know what he was thinking.

He invited Chen Mo to the arena, but he didn't expect that Chen Mo changed his mind halfway and didn't listen to him. This made Liang Wanliang's face uncontrollable, and looked at Chen Mo with resentment.

"Asshole, I doubt my decision. After you lose, you will know that you are short-sighted."

After speaking, Liang Wanliang stopped looking at Chen Mo.

Sister Hong took the storage ring in Chen Mo's hand, and after confirming that it was correct, she took out the transmission spar to send out a message, and then looked at Chen Mo with a light smile and said: "My son, I have placed a bet for you, and I hope you can win."

"Thank you." Chen Mo replied.

Gamblers in the arena also bet at this time. Most of them buy the Red Flame Lion to win, because the Red Flame Lion is more majestic and powerful than the Baiyan Tiger.

Chen Mo looked at the center of the arena, and the staff opened the cage. The two monsters seemed hungry and undecided, and they had blood-red eyes when they looked at each other.

Wow!

The red flame lion erupts flames all over its body, becoming stronger and stronger, being able to burn everything, constantly burning the air, making people seem to think that the red flame lion will win.

Looking at Bai Yanhu again, no matter how he looked at it, he was very ordinary and didn't have much power.

"Boy, if you see it, this is the Scarlet Flame Lion. Look at your simple and honest Baiyan Tiger. The momentum is not enough. You don't need to guess and you know, you will lose."

Liang Wanliang did not forget to criticize Chen Mo.

In his opinion, Chen Mo did not bet on the Red Flame Lion, which is definitely Chen Mo's loss.

But what Liang Wanliang felt distressed was that Chen Mo did not listen to his own words and even bought Baiyan Husheng.

You know, that is a thousand low-grade spirit stones.

At this moment, they are all ready to fight.

After listening to Liang Wanliang's words, Chen Mo smiled faintly: "Before the winner is determined, no one knows that the monster will win, but I trust my intuition."

"Humph!"

Liang Wanliang snorted coldly and did not speak any more. He already knew that Chen Mo had betrayed himself and had forgotten what he said outside the door.

Sister Hong on the side looked at Chen Mo's confident smile. For some reason, she felt a bit pretty, and she couldn't help but believe that Bai Yanhu would win.

"Roar……!"

Bai Yanhu roared, his limbs stomped on the ground, his body leaped out, like a flying unicorn, holy and extraordinary, the red flame lion did not show weakness, straddling his limbs to face the Baiyan tiger.

In an instant, the two monster beasts collided, and the flames of the Red Flame Lion were unparalleled, burning the white rock tiger's fur, and the white rock tiger was in pain.

But he can be called the Baiyanhu, not only the body is powerful, but the strength in his body is extremely strong, the flame can only cause superficial damage to it, but it angers the Baiyanhu.

In the next instant, Bai Yanhu opened his blood plate and bit the right ear of the Red Flame Lion forcibly, dripping with blood, and as the flame burned, there was a lot of **** smell.

"No... how could this red flame lion be like this?"

When Liang Wanliang saw this scene, his face was full of disbelief. The Red Flame Lion in his eyes was weak, and there were signs that he could not beat the White Rock Tiger, making people think that the Red Flame Lion would lose.

Liang Wanliang looked at Chen Mo again with a complex expression on his face. Only then did he realize that his vision was wrong. If he really bought the Red Flame Lion to win, he would lose his money.

"Huh...even if you see it right, it's not a good luck." Liang Wanliang said this without conscience, and he was quite resentful. Since Chen Mo knew that Bai Yanhu would win, why would he bet a thousand coins? Is it possible that the low-grade spirit stone can't be 10,000.

Looking at Liang Wanliang, whose expression changed rapidly, Chen Mo smiled and said nothing. Sometimes when the two sides fight, it is not just the surface but also the real combat ability.

The White Rock Tiger has strong defenses, its body is thick, and its attacks are very common. The Red Flame Lion has flames, but its flames cannot harm the White Rock Tiger, so it has no advantage at all.

Soon, the Red Flame Lion was killed by Bai Yanhu, and many monks in the audience bought the Red Flame Lion to win, but now they saw the Red Flame Lion fall down, and his face was very painful.

"This Red Flame Lion is too unreliable!"

"It looked like a rainbow, but it didn't work in the end."

"Hey, my bet."

Compared to everyone's loss, Chen Mo is undoubtedly the winner, because he bet a thousand low-grade spirit stones, which doubled in a blink of an eye.

"My son, congratulations on winning." Looking at Chen Mo, Sister Hong smiled and said, "Baiyan Hudu has a two-to-one winning rate. You bet one thousand low-grade spirit stones and you can get two thousand low-grade spirit stones."