812: C812 The Qi of a King He Gambled the Demon God Fruit

C812 The Qi of a King He Gambled the Demon God Fruit

Yun Yun suddenly said quietly at the side.

Why did Faang Fann feel so sour when he heard it?

Faang Fann shrugged and thought that he must have misheard...

...

"Zi Ling! It's useless! Even if those trash from the Faction of Light don't dare to attack, the elites of the Dark Alliance will still be able to kill that kid!"

"This is the trend of the world!"

Devil Heaven Pavilion's Godly Demon Envoy said in a gloomy manner. He really wanted to see the furious expression on this plump young woman's face.

Every time he saw her, it was a form of enjoyment! A kind of extreme enjoyment!

"Huhu... is that so?"

"I would like to see how those little devils of the Dark Alliance die!"

Although Zi Ling said so, he really didn't have much confidence in himself...

After all, the current situation was somewhat out of her control.

That was the Battlefield of Gods and Demons, she couldn't just ignore the contract and rush in to save Faang Fann...

Zi Ling felt a little weak in the face of hundreds of thousands of Dark Alliance's elites.

"I only hope that this kid doesn't seek death..."

"If it really is something that can't be done, he will come out after admitting defeat..."

"Even if he is forced to give up this opportunity, it is nothing..."

"the Ruins Of God is good, but you must still have the life to enter it!"

Zi Ling sighed in his heart. There was an invisible sense of anxiety...

"Haha! Saint Emperor of the Purple Feather is so confident? Why don't we make a bet?"

"If the warriors of Dark Alliance can kill Faang Fann or chase him out of Battlefield of Gods and Demons, Saint Emperor of the Purple Feather might as well hand over a wisp of royal aura..."

A greedy expression appeared on Zhou Zhi's face. The royal aura of a genius Heavenly King like Zi Ling must be incomparably rich! At that time, I will definitely be able to increase my cultivation base by absorbing it! "

" Haha... what a big tone! "

"It's just a strand of royal aura at every turn. Even if I give it to you, can you bear it?"

The plump young woman's face changed. Now, it was really restricted everywhere!

This feeling was very bad! It was even to the extent that she was unhappy!

"Oh? If Saint Emperor of the Purple Feather is afraid, then forget it... Sigh... I will never bully girls!"

Zhou Zhi stroked his beard. His cheap goading seemed to be very clumsy.

The plump young woman took a deep breath and her eyes lit up.

She looked at Faang Fann, who was at the edge of the core area of Battlefield of Gods and Demons. For some reason, she felt a strong sense of confidence.

"It's not that I can't promise you..."0

"It's just that I have taken out a trace of royal aura. What treasure can you take out to bet with me?"

"You can't possibly let me do something without capital, right?"

The well-rounded young woman snorted coldly and seemed to have calmed down a lot.

"I can also take out a trace of my royal aura!"

Zhou Zhi naturally said, and at the same time, he was secretly excited in his heart.

He actually succeeded just like that?

Sure enough, a woman's appearance and brain were inversely proportional.

Such an obvious trap couldn't even be seen!

"Your royal aura? I don't like it!"

"If you want to bet, why don't you take out a million Demon Fruit! Weren't you generous just now?"

The plump young woman's mouth raised slightly as she directly said.

It was very obvious that a million Demon Fruit was even more precious than a strand of royal aura...

"Are you crazy?"

"At most, a hundred thousand Demon Fruit!"

Zhou Zhi was not stupid and immediately began to refute.

"Hehe, then forget it. It's not like I want to bet..."

The plump young woman, zi Ling, shrugged and did not panic at all.

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