Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the body of the Holy Buddha Vasa began to tremble violently.

A strong man at the eighth level of Sainthood could easily lift a mountain with his bare hands, but now he seemed unable to lift this coin.

The reason is simple: this is just too big a matter.

If he wins, he can not only win the new seat of Chief Executive and force through the proposal to develop the Dark Abyss, but also recover all previous losses.

This result is too tempting.

But if he loses...

"No! I can't lose. I will definitely win. I must win. I want to be a hero of the Great Leiyin Temple!"

He shouted in his heart, but he was already sweating profusely and water droplets wet his feet.

"Holy Buddha, Holy Buddha..."

It took a powerful person from the Great Leiyin Temple calling out to him to wake him up.

"I'm listening!!"

He shook his body violently, which made his pupils, which were about to dilate, gather again and he regained consciousness briefly.

"For this last throw, why don't you do it?"

The Holy Buddha Posa looked at the strong man behind him and spoke in a hoarse voice.

He is obviously shirking his responsibility and can no longer bear it.

"No, no, no! How can I be so worthy? I don't have this blessing at all. Please stop joking, Holy Buddha."

The chosen person laughed uglier than crying and ran away from the other person at a very fast speed.

Finally, everyone's attention fell on the Holy Buddha Posada.

I saw him holding the coin, and time passed by minute by minute, as if it was frozen in time.

Only a few people in the Li family camp looked at Zhou Tong intently and found that the other party's mental power was a bit strange.

"hiss…"

Huo Xiner suddenly took a deep breath. She never expected that Zhou Tong would be so vicious.

Although she couldn't see clearly, she already had a guess.

Just like when they first met in the secret realm of the desolate mountains, Zhou Tong used his mental power to launch the Heavenly Arbitration.

And now, his mental fluctuations were 80% similar to those before. If I guessed correctly, he was using his mental power to add a huge leverage to the opponent's Heavenly Oath.

If the other party dares to violate the Heavenly Dao Covenant, once the Heavenly Tribulation Judgment is triggered, the punishment he receives will be dozens or even hundreds of times the normal amount!

Huo Xiner was very curious, would this Holy Buddha Posuo really dare to take the risk for this?

Facts have proven that the other party is really daring and fearless.

"As long as we are not discovered, it is not considered a violation of the contract!"

The Holy Buddha Posa said to himself that in order to win, he must fight hard.

As long as one can use one's cultivation, not to mention a high-level saint, even a small cultivator in the fifth realm of mortals can control the front and back of the coin at will. The key to the problem is how to deal with the heavenly calamity.

He was not worried about this at all, because not only did he have the Heaven-Deceiving Array Pattern on his body that could conceal the heavenly calamity, but even if he was discovered, he still had the Hun Tian Jade given by the Buddha, which was enough to block a heavenly calamity eight times stronger. It could be said that he was foolproof!

"For the tenth and final time, I will lead you to victory!"

The other party shouted an awkward slogan and threw the coin into the air with a great sense of mission.

"This time I can be sure, it's positive!"

He said firmly that the situation had already been controlled covertly and the results had been predetermined.

It’s a pity that the devil is one foot high, and the Tao is ten feet higher. Zhou Tong had been waiting for him for a long time. The state of selflessness changed with the devil, and he saw the future result, which was indeed facing positively.

"Give it to me!"

He simply stretched out his hand and turned the result into bubbles, then gently crushed them, allowing the future to converge towards another result.

The dust settled, and there was complete silence. Everyone held their breath, their bodies trembling.

Only the Holy Buddha Vassapa did not need to hold his breath, nor did he need to tremble, because he was numb!

He lost!