Cang Jie laughed loudly, sat next to the gambling table, and said, "Based on the aura of the Great Sage emitted by this war hammer, it can be judged that its former master was the Great Sage of the Great Sage of the Thousand-Article. The warrior of the Great Sage of the Thousand-Article should at least be at the level of the dual-element king's holy weapon. How can the holy stone measure its value? In my opinion, it is worth at least eighty divine stones."

Eighty divine stones are equivalent to eighty billion holy stones.

The three monks who had already made a bet all stared at Cang Jie with the look of an idiot.

If it is a war hammer, it must be the war soldier of the Great Sage of Qianwen Realm?

Even if it is a warrior from the Great Sage of Qianwen Realm, it is likely to be a useless weapon when it looks rusty.

Wasteware varies according to the degree of waste.

It may be worthless, or it may be that some refining materials will still have certain value.

Obviously, most monks think that the warhammer is a useless weapon.

Especially the four monks who bid for 100 million holy stones, they even decided that the warhammer was worthless and wanted to make a big fortune with a small amount. If it weren't for this gambling platform, the minimum bid was 100 million holy stones, and maybe they would have come up with a lower price.

If the Warhammer is really worthless, the four of them will win, and they can divide up the holy stones produced by the other three monks, each of which will earn a billion holy stones.

For the Nine-Step Holy King, one billion holy stones are an incomparable wealth.

Of course, if the interior of the warhammer is intact and is a great sage ancient weapon at the level of a dual-element king's holy weapon, then the winner will be the monk who bids for 2.1 billion holy stones.

Not only did you win all the holy stones, but you could also get a great ancient sage worth dozens of divine stones, which would make a fortune.

Of course, this probability is very low.

With the strength of the Goddess Building, it is still possible to judge the value of a great holy ancient weapon. It is really a complete binary king sacred weapon. Even if the probability is only 20% or 30%, it will definitely be sent to the fourth floor of the casino. How could it appear here?

This kind of bet depends half on luck and half on eyesight.

The person in charge of the Goddess Palace stared at Cang Jie, narrowed his eyes and said, "How many holy stones are you going to rob?"

"I'm poor, so I'll bet 100 million holy stones!"

Cang Jie took out a red crystal card and threw it on the gambling table.

A boo suddenly rang around.

I was so sarcastic just now that I was also a guy who planned to get a bargain.

The four monks who had previously staked 100 million holy stones all showed unhappy expressions. If one more person bet, then if they win, the fewer holy stones they each got!

The head of the Palace of Goddess asked: "Are there any monks betting on bets?"

There were many monks watching, but none of them bets.

After all, 100 million holy stones are not a small number, which is enough to make some holy kings lose their fortunes.

The head of the Goddess Palace stared at the eight monks who had bet on it and said, "Do you still need to raise the bet?"

The monk who bet on 1.2 billion holy stones was a little hesitant, but in the end he did not raise the price.

Although he cannot use mental power to explore, nor can he inject holy energy into the vessel, Zhang Ruochen has a heart of truth, and a mere layer of light shield can't stop his sensing.

Previously, Cang Jie spoke for him and explained his doubts about the Gambling City. He had a good impression of this person and planned to give him an opportunity.

So, Zhang Ruochen secretly sent a message and said, "The price is increased to 2.2 billion holy stones."

Hearing Zhang Ruochen's voice, Cang Jie was surprised and couldn't help but turn his head to look at him.

Zhang Ruochen nodded to him.

Cang Jie certainly would not think that Zhang Ruochen was the secret support of several others, but he did not believe much in Zhang Ruochen's ability.

Two hundred and two billion holy stones are not a small number.

Does he think that the value of this war hammer is above 2.2 billion holy stones?

"Brother, can you do it? If you lose the 2.2 billion holy stones, I will have nothing, and all my savings for hundreds of years will be gone!" Cang Jie asked in a voice transmission.

Zhang Ruochen slapped his palm on his shoulder and said, "Believe me."

In this shot, an extremely powerful and powerful spirit surged into Cang Jie's body.

"So... it turns out to be a great saint senior..."

Cang Jie had seen the power of the Great Saint's battle, but those great saints in the Immortal Realm and the Hundred Shackle Realm were far from the brother behind him... no, they were seniors, but they were still far from the seniors behind him.

Could it be that the senior is the great saint of Qianwen Realm?

Cang Jie took a deep breath, both excited and fanatical. "I, Cang Jie, finally encountered my own opportunity and could get the guidance of the great sage of Qianwen Realm. Will I still lose? Maybe I can win a big shot today."

The head of the Palace of Goddess asked for the third time: "If you are sure not to raise the bet, I will open the light shield now to test the value of the warhammer."

"Wait a minute."

Cang Jie stood up and tried to control his excitement, but his hands still couldn't help but tremble, saying, "I'll bet... 2.2 billion holy stones."

Under the gambling stage, all the monks were stunned.

Someone laughed: "This stupid Taotie is too greedy. Did he think this war hammer is really an intact king's holy weapon?"

"A nine-step holy king took out 2.2 billion holy stones to gamble, and I don't know if he would cry after losing the bet."

"I made a profit, I made a lot of money! I have two hundred and two billion holy stones added. Each of us can earn 550 million more holy stones."

...

The Great Sage of the Ghost Clan who bet on 21.1 billion holy stones darkened his face, and he threw out two red crystal cards to the gambling table, increasing the price to 2.3 billion holy stones.

"I have a senior as my backing, and I'm afraid you, the Great Sage of the Immortal Realm of the Ghost Clan?"

Cang Jie rolled up his sleeves, threw out eight crystal cards in a row, betting on three billion holy stones.

The Great Sage of the Ghost Clan was obviously not rich. Although he was angry, he did not continue to bet in the end. He snorted: "Very good, I have courage. I just don't know if you can get so many holy stones after losing."

"Senior, just take care of yourself. I have confidence and will definitely win the whole audience." Cang Jie said arrogantly.

"The Taotie clan is too greedy. Wait and see, he will definitely cry later."

"The number of holy stones in this game has reached 7.7 billion holy stones. It's a big bet. I don't know who can win."

...

The head of the Palace of Goddess said: "Since there are no monks who continue to raise the bet, now, I will open the light shield. Whoever wins and loses will be fulfilled."

The head of the Goddess Palace formed a seal with both hands, and two blood patterns appeared in the palm of his hand, pressing them onto the light shield.

The light shield fades away and finally dissipates.

In the hall, other onlookers gathered, holding their breath, waiting for the answer to be revealed.

The most nervous one is Cang Jie.

Although the senior behind him has a high level of cultivation, he cannot use his mental power to detect it. Who can make a 100% correct judgment?

Three billion holy stones, once they lose the bet, they not only have to sell all their industries, but also sell themselves to the Goddess Building as slaves to repay them.

But once you win the bet, you can win a lot just by the holy stone.

Cang Jie pressed the gambling table with both hands, his eyes were red like blood, biting his sharp teeth, his whole body was trembling, excited, nervous, and his blood was boiling.

As soon as the light shield was opened, the mental power rushed towards the war hammer.

"Bang!"

Unable to withstand the impact of the chaotic mental power, a gap was cracked on the surface of the warhammer.

The gaps gradually increase, as dense as spider webs.

Moreover, the aura of the Great Saint flowing out of the gaps also dissipated into the space, becoming thinner and thinner, as if it was about to be lost.

Anyone can see that this ancient sage artifact has long been corroded by the power of time, and all its essence has been lost. I guess it is impossible to refine some rare materials from it.

A piece of scrap!

The four monks who only bet 100 million holy stones were so excited that they laughed.

"Win, haha, I won, I will do it, and I won at least 1.8 billion holy stones."

"It's still that stupid Taotie is good enough, and he has released 3 billion holy stones."

...

The other monks who bet all looked bitter and sighed, and shook their hands and left the table.

Cang Jieru was struck by lightning and lost all his strength. His strong and tall body slid to the ground. He had only one thought in his mind: "It's over, it's all!"

He doesn't blame Zhang Ruochen, after all, everyone has times of mistakes.

After all, he made the decision.

It’s just that I’m too greedy. Now I lose so much that I don’t even have the chance to turn over!

The four monks who bet on 100 million holy stones began to collect red crystal cards on the betting table amid countless pairs of envy, jealous and greedy eyes.

One, represents one hundred million holy stones.

“Let’s wait.”

Zhang Ruochen took a step forward, tapped the betting table with his fingers, and said, "Who said you won?"

The gamblers who were originally planning to leave all stopped.
Chapter completed!