The Sacred Gate

The first almighty being of War God, compared to Chen Mo and the of the Nine Regions, was not worth mentioning.    

The second War God elder brought up the wager and forced Chen Mo to accept it, or else he would return the origin vein and Heavenly and Earthly Treasures that Chen Mo had won.    

Since the second War God knew, Chen Mo would definitely accept it.    

The reason was that there was an endless supply of Heavenly and Earthly Treasures in the Wanjing Sect, so even if they lost, there would still be a portion left.    

If he did not accept it and was forced to return it, then there would be nothing left.    

One had to say, these old fellows were all quite evil and shrewd.    

Sure enough, Chen Mo frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Okay, I accept, but when you all bet storage bag s, engrave your names, or else I won't accept it!"    

Anyone could tell that Chen Mo had been forced into a corner, and had no choice but to accept this outcome.    

"Alright!"    

The entire venue was filled with incomparably intense cheers and cheers.    

This was the first time that the Nine Regions Cultivator cheered for Chen Mo and shouted for him.    

Cultivators from many places in the Nine Regions all rushed to the Luotian City.    

Their goal was to be able to arrive in time, place their bets, and spend some of their money.    

Although it was a 1: 1 ratio, it was definitely a win.    

Many were afraid that they wouldn't make it in time. They were burning with anxiety, like ants on a hot pan.    

"These beasts of the Nine Regions are really not easy to deal with. Damn it, they are going too far ?"    

On the 18th continent, nearly a hundred billion cultivators were swearing, feeling incomparable rage.    

However, they could only feel heartache and rage, but they could do nothing.    

The Prince Haotian laughed and said: "Alright, now that Kong Bu has accepted it, our betting table will open right now. If Kong Bu loses, it's a 1: 1 ratio. All of the cultivators on the 18 continents of the Nine Regions are witnesses."    

Kong Bu, this is my storage bag, it has already been engraved with a name, but the owner's mark has not been removed, the moment you make a move, I will know!    

"Everyone is learning from me, don't remove the owner's mark, just engrave the name, otherwise the number of crystal essence vein will be fewer, it won't be a good idea!"    

The Prince Haotian gave Chen Mo a storage bag, explained it in a loud voice, and even made a move for everyone.    

His elemental veins were almost gone, but there were still crystal s, various Heavenly and Earthly Treasures s, Magical Items s, etc.    

Other than leaving his own longsword s, he had filled up all of his wealth.    

At that time, they would open it. In terms of value, there would be no mistakes if they were to compensate it!    

Prince Haotian thought, after losing a hundred billion meridians to Chen Mo yesterday, he would first move some back.    

"Mine!"    

"Mine, take it!"    

"This is mine, remember!"    

One cultivator after another kept on throwing storage bag s at Chen Mo.    

For a moment, the entire sky was filled with storage bag s falling, as if it was raining storage bag s.    

Chen Mo's face was expressionless as he swept the Spiritual Sense across and kept all the flying storage bag inside.    

If he did not accept it, he was afraid that he would be buried by the storage bag within minutes.    

Aside from Wang Jun and the rest, practically all the millions of cultivators s at the scene participated. There were a lot more storage bag s, a lot more.    

The almighty being on the stage also threw in some of her money towards Chen Mo.    

This was an excellent opportunity to earn money. It was a rare opportunity that no one was willing to miss.    

The Gongshan Xiongba only left one longsword, the rest of the wealth would be packed and tossed to Chen Mo.    

The scene was filled with storage bag flying towards Chen Mo, as well as many cultivators from Luotian City. They were rushing over to participate.    

The leader of the Warranty Family and clan head of the Gongshan clan looked at each other, dumbfounded.    

They didn't know if they should make a bet.    

When the cultivators of the Nine Prefectures split the wealth of their two great clans, would they just watch helplessly?    

"Patriarch, we should also place our bets. If we don't bet, we won't be able to get anything back!"    

An elder of the Wansan Clan cupped her fist and said a few words to the The leader of the Warranty Family, looking at him with incomparable desire.    

In his hand, he was already holding a prepared storage bag. There was a name on it and inside it was a hundred percent of his wealth.    

"Wait, let me think ?"    

The leader of the Warranty Family frowned, he waved his hand and said, with a serious expression.    

"Patriarch, let us participate as well. This time, the Gongshan Clan has suffered a great loss, so we can take back as much as we can. We have to do something, no?"    

On the side of the Gongshan Clan, the higher ups of the Gongshan Clan were also advising the clan head of the Gongshan clan with their storage bag.    

The moment clan head of the Gongshan clan opened his mouth, they would immediately throw all their storage bag at Chen Mo!    

Gongshan Xiongba came over and said: "Patriarch, don't hesitate anymore. If you trust me again, don't worry, Kong Bu will definitely lose this time!"    

"Kong Bu is only a top grade six Grand Symbol Master. There are seven or eight of us in the Nine Region elderly generation s. We can definitely win if we choose any one of them!"    

clan head of the Gongshan clan frowned and thought for a while before clenching his teeth. He looked at Gongshan Xiongba and said, "Fine, I'll believe you one more time. I don't f * * king believe that Kong Bu can even compare to the elderly generation of the Nine Region Talisman Path.    

"Patriarch is wise!"    

The higher ups of the Gongshan Clan said this with a smile, then immediately threw the prepared storage bag to Chen Mo.    

Even the clan head of the Gongshan clan threw the storage bag to Chen Mo.    

Clan leader, all of Gongshan Clan have placed their bets, let us place our bets too!    

On the side of the Wansan Clan, the higher ups of the Wansan Clan were urging the The leader of the Warranty Family again.    

Wanyan Ruoxue and Talisman Emperor Chu Yan walked over!    

The leader of the Warranty Family looked at the two of them and said: "Talisman Emperor, Ruoxue, what do you think about this matter?"    

Wanyan Ruoxue said: "Grandpa, Kong Bu will definitely lose. But I don't recommend betting anymore, because it is always considered impossible, but Kong Bu always became a possibility! "    

Wanyan Ruoxue indeed hoped that Kong Bu would lose this match.    

However, she had already deeply experienced the terror of Chen Mo, and the moment she mentioned the name Kong Bu, her heart began to tremble, as she truly did not dare to take the risk.    

The leader of the Warranty Family nodded, he looked at Talisman Emperor Chu Yan and said: "Talisman Emperor, what do you think?"    

Chu Yan's gaze suddenly became profound, and she said: "Clan leader Ruoxue is right, there's no need to continue gambling, just say that Kong Bu lost!"    

"Kong Bu is a rare talent, what we need to do next is to think of a way to pull him into the Wansan Clan's camp, and leave the rest for now!"    

Chu Yan also did not recommend betting.    

"No, Patriarch, let us bet!"    

The higher ups of the other Wansan Clan did not agree with this and started discussing amongst themselves.