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Chapter 299 Dionysian Curse!

Chapter 299: Baccarnation of the God of Baccarat!

"If I don't kill me, Jiang will repay you a hundred times the hatred today!"

Half kneeled on the ground, staring at Chen Shaobai tightly, Jiangdi's eyes shining with a gloss of hatred.

How could he not hate him for his hard work and hope for immortality be completely cut off by the young man in front of him?

Chen Shaobai was originally going to leave directly, but when he heard this, he suddenly turned around and pondered for a moment.

"You're right. So..."

"It's better for you to return."

"Remember that on the road to the underworld, if the King of Hell asks who killed you, you will answer that the murderer is Dongsheng Shenzhou, Chen Shaobai!"

After the words came to an end, Jiang Di's mind was confused in an instant.

What did he hear?

The guy in front of me turned out to be Chen Shaobai? That existence who even a great master dares to challenge directly?

"I'd rather provoke King Yan Luo than provoke Chen Shaokuang."

Thinking of the warnings from those demon practitioners who had met once, Jiang Di felt bitter.

If God could give him another chance to do it again, he would never make the same mistake again. When he saw Chen Shaobai, he would retreat as far as he could.

But God is fair, and the opportunities it gives everyone are equal. If there are so many ifs, wouldn’t the great masters in the world be spread throughout the Kaiyuan World?

So, the next moment, a pure purple liquid flame rose from the soles of my feet, and the river embankment turned into the purest and simplest particles in endless regret, and was thrown into the kingdom of God as fertilizer.

"You have also seen what happened today. Chen is doing things alone, and it has nothing to do with Xingchen Island. If anyone wants to avenge the river dike, just look for me."

Hearing Chen Shaobai's words, the bystanders around him felt several black lines rising on their heads.

Although you killed the person, if Ren Xi did not deliberately indulge him, how could you have a chance to attack?

There were many people who knew, but none of them were identified. So, after Chen Shaobai, Miqilin and Ren Xi communicated, they couldn't wait to return to their residence, wanting to drink the Ziqiong Jade Sauce and activate the wine spell.

…………

Half an hour later, Chen Shaobai returned to his residence in turmoil.

The mansion that was originally damaged during the battle with Situ Yutang and others a few days ago has been completely restored to its original state. Whether it is the layout and furniture, there is almost no change, it is still magnificent and full of spiritual energy. Baohua is formidable.

The Ren father and son obviously did not spend less time on this, but Chen Shaobai didn't care about the external environment. What he needed was just a quiet place.

"The relationship between Mizuki Jade Sauce and the Baccarat...whether it is successful or not, you will know it once you try it!"

Although I thought about it like this, Chen Shaobai felt a vague feeling in his heart that this time, I'm afraid I will succeed.

A hidden fluctuation came from the depths of the endless dark sea of ​​consciousness. Chen Shaobai pressed the joy and excitement in his heart, took out the macadamia sausage, and after doing a simple clean poison filter, he drank it all in one go.

The wine is viscous and cool, and it enters the throat and turns into fire, sweeping the whole body.

This is a normal manifestation of drinking milk jade.

After all, it is a rare treasure of heaven and earth worth more than 120 million spirit stones. The gilded level immortal wine, after the monk takes it, will be of great benefit to the increase of magical power cultivation.

But when it comes to Chen Shaobai, the situation seems to be a little confused.

The scorching alcohol smell instantly faded when encountering the purple gold double flame. It rolled and boiled, wandering and raging in Chen Shaobai's body.

The power of qi and blood, magic power, spiritual power. The source power of sword seeds...

Many forces gathered together at this moment and rushed into my mind.

A little bright red blood suddenly appeared between Chen Shaobai's eyebrows, as if the flames were beating forever.

The changes in physical signs are not expressed, and there are earth-shaking changes in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The endless sea of ​​consciousness is as dark as the abyss, and his soul is like a small boat, sailing carefully and maintaining oneself. If you are not careful, you may completely lose it until the sailing ship is annihilated.

However, at this moment, Chen Shaobai's soul light ball seemed to resonate with someone in the sea of ​​consciousness, and it began to shake strongly.

Resonance, enhancement, extension, expansion.

This is a very comfortable process.

Chen Shaobai felt that he had been immersed in the warm and comfortable hot spring, enjoying the baptism of the sauna, and was warm, all the suffering and torture gradually faded away. It seemed that he was the only one in the world.

It seemed as if a hundred years had passed, and in a moment, Chen Shaobai's soul light ball changed from its original roundness to a sphere with a furry and spike.

The spiritual power is at least more than twice as powerful as before.

Constantly calling and inspiring, finally, a ball of information particles flowed through the void, came to the soul light ball, and gradually disappeared into it.

This is an extremely long and painful process. Every moment, Chen Shaobai feels that his soul is suffering from severe cuts and damages. This pain is even stronger and longer than the one that broke the soul back then.

Finally, the two were completely integrated.

boom!

The earth-shaking explosion, the world in front of Chen Shaobai suddenly became brighter, and a soft and bright light shot down through the crystal window. The tip of his nose was filled with the faint fragrance of sandalwood, and the gentle touch of the cushion under him finally made him realize that he had returned to reality.

“It’s really not easy…”

Chen Shaobai opened his palms and looked at the fine threads in his five fingers and palms. He felt that there had been a significant change in his body. He wanted to perceive it carefully, but it seemed like a false thing.

Things are like spring dreams without trace.

"The sea of ​​consciousness and soul are indeed the existence that only those who have realized the great powers of God and Fairyland can realize..."

Chen Shaobai shook his head, threw his chaotic thoughts out of the sky, and found the newly obtained information flow of particles with a little excitement.

"Dixin Mantra."

"This mantra is extremely powerful and can only be used nine times in a lifetime. If it exceeds nine times, you will definitely die. Be careful, be careful!"

Countless information particles rolled and flowed in my mind. Chen Shaobai closed his eyes and rested, and carefully realized the mystery of the function of the new immortal sword.

As the saying goes, there is no sun or moon in the mountains, and there is no Jiazi in the monk. For him, once he closes his eyes, a full seven days have passed.

The sun changes the stars, the moon rises and the moon sets.

Chen Shaobai started his footsteps lightly, and then changed his figure and came to the high altitude outdoors.

At this moment, it was the dark curtain covering the sky, and the night was as cool as water.

"Nine times the Baccarat..."

"Every time I use it, I will drain all my strength cleanly. If I cannot kill the enemy, I will put myself in the most dangerous situation."

Chen Shaobai repeatedly deduced the wine god curse in his mind, and there seemed to be a giant who was in the arms of a wine gourd in front of him.

He drank and had fun, he fell, he fell, others laughed at him again and again, but he didn't know that this person had fallen above the mortals.

The giant drank a full wine and suddenly threw the wine gourd to the ground.

The waves of air rolled, rushing straight into the sky, and the drunkenness was lingering, and no one could avoid it.

"It turns out that the Baccarat is a triple attack of spiritual consciousness, physical body, and magic power... but the magic power is deep, the greater the power it exerts. Unfortunately, there is a limit on the number of uses, otherwise I will try it now."

A trace of contradiction and excitement flashed in Chen Shaobai's eyes. After a moment, he slowly came to his senses, returned to peace, waved his hand and said, "Come out."

Swish!

A charming girl in Tang Dynasty costume suddenly appeared in front of Chen Shaobai. She stepped on a flying sword and looked like a heroic female sword fairy. But in front of Chen Shaobai, she showed respect and dared not be out of line: "Mr. Chen, the world's No. 1 auction will officially begin in three days. This is the invitation given to you by Mr. Ren."

After saying that, she stretched out her jade hands and presented a gold-burning invitation.

Chen Shaobai made a move with one hand, and the invitation flew into the air and came to his eyes.

The invitation is very heavy, with various dense anti-counterfeiting spirit talismans imprinted on it, which seem to be made of extremely precious materials. Even if it has counterfeit technology, it is not worth it to make a copy of an invitation.

He looked closely and saw a few colorful seal characters written on it: Tianqianjia No. 3.

"What else does Ren Xi do besides this?"

Chen Shaobai took the gold stamping invitation and continued to ask.

He had already known the style of Ren's father and son, so he had this question.

Hearing his words, a shy flush appeared on the face of the fairy-looking female monk, and said, "During this period, I have served Mr. Chen. If you have any questions, you can leave them to me to deal with."

As an outstanding core disciple of Xingchen Island, although Lin Wei is not as good as the peerless figures in the world, she also has her own pride. Even if the head teacher personally asked her to serve any young handsome man, she would never surrender. However, after hearing that she was going to serve Chen Shaobai, her heart of Tao that had not been shaken for a long time suddenly became turbulent.

Those who use the realm of tempering to fight against great supernatural powers will not only be able to cultivate themselves, but just such a lofty and outstanding spirit will make those who are self-reliant as geniuses.

Such an existence will surely achieve great things in the future as long as it dies sooner. If he can become a Taoist partner with him...

Thinking of this, the flushing on Lin Wei's face became more and more obvious.

Chen Shaobai has been a otakus in his past and present life. He fell in love in this life and really fell in love with a woman, but was forced to be taken to as a disciple by Ling Weizi. Therefore, he didn't know much about some of the little thoughts of this girl. He just clasped his fists and said, "Then I'll have a hard time. How dare I ask the girl's name?"

"Lin Wei, the forest of two trees, the forest of roses." Lin Wei smiled sweetly, her eyes bent into a beautiful crescent shape.

"Lin Wei? Ling Weizi?"

Chen Shaobai threw this strange thought out of his mind, and bowed politely and respectfully again: "Then, we'll see you in three days."

"Three days later?"

Lin Wei shook her head: "During this period, I will follow Mr. Chen to ensure that Mr. Chen will not be offended and bumped by the little girl, which will delay the major event."
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