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Chapter 925: Gambling Battle

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Hearing Lord Tian Long's words, the cold light in Ye Zhen's eyes became even stronger, and he said, "Tell me."

Lord Tian Long said lightly, "World overlapping and attacking each other is not a disaster unique to our Tianyuan Realm, your Yueyang Realm cannot escape either! According to my calculation, the Tianming Realm will soon arrive in your Yueyang Realm, right?"

Once these words were spoken, the faces of the Human Immortals behind Ye Zhen all changed.

Seeing this scene, Lord Tian Long instantly understood that he had guessed correctly.

So he sneered, "That's right, in terms of strength, your Yueyang Realm is much stronger than us! However, today if you really want to fight to the death, we old guys can sacrifice our lives and drag more than a dozen of your Human Immortals to die together, we have that much certainty!"

"Even if your Yueyang Realm has a big family and a big business, are you willing to let these dozen Human Immortals die?"

Sure enough, after these words, everyone on the opposite side was silent.

Lord Tian Long saw this and immediately struck while the iron was hot, "It seems I guessed right, you all came here not to fight for your lives, so... please state the true purpose of the Yueyang Realm!"

Ye Zhen sighed long and said, "I just don't like dealing with people like you... fine, then I'll be straightforward, give us three Holy Land-level spiritual veins, and we'll turn around and leave!"

Once these words were spoken, Qin Wuqiong was directly furious, "Three Holy Land-level spiritual veins? What do you think Holy Land-level spiritual veins are? Cabbage?"

Although the Tianyuan Realm is large, there are less than twenty Holy Land-level spiritual veins in total.

And almost every spiritual vein is owned by someone.

If such spiritual veins were offered to others, who would be willing?

Ye Zhen seemed to have been prepared, saying, "Fine, then I'll take a step back, two Holy Land-level spiritual veins!"

Clang!

With a sword sound, Duan Qianqiu's cold voice sounded, saying, "Don't talk about two, there isn't even one!"

Ye Zhen's face gradually turned gloomy, saying, "Everyone, this is not the attitude that should be taken in negotiations, right?"

Lord Tian Long said coldly, "Then is this the attitude you should have? Holy Land-level spiritual veins, your Yueyang Realm doesn't have many either, right? The Earth Spiritual Vein is the root of a world, how could it be easily abandoned?"

Ye Zhen frowned tightly and said, "Fine, then we'll take another step back! I only want one Holy Land-level spiritual vein from Yaochi!"

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