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Now, Mu Xuechenxing has recognized Lu Yun and the little fox. When Re dared not neglect, he already knew the identities of these two... Two Grand Master Zuo Dao who are infinitely close to the king!

Among Hongmeng, there are many people who have won the title of kings in combat, but those who have won the title of kings at Dao are extremely rare and are one in a million people.

Moreover, killing enemies beyond the level is as normal as eating and drinking water for Grandmaster Zuodao.

Now the little fox has already won the title of king, but no one has seen through it.

"Those three moves just now were really passed on to you by the Venerable?"

Hua Feng was too lazy to get close to Mu Xue Chenxing, so he squeezed into front and asked.

"No... it was learned secretly when I fought with him."

Mu Xuechenxing looked at the old man in front of him, and was stunned for a moment before saying.

Although Hua Fengshen did not show the power of the sixth-level king now and he looked just an ordinary old man, the ability to sit in this box with Lu Yun proves that he is extraordinary.

Mu Xue Chenxing had already seen that the other two people following Lu Yun were clearly two kings, and they did not hide their fluctuations in their cultivation.

"That's what he passed on to you."

Hua Feng sneered: "If he doesn't want to pass on such magical powers, how can you learn them easily with your ant-like qualifications? Hehehe, the old man of Venerables, hasn't changed at all since he saw him for 100,000 years."

Mu Xue Chenxing kept silent, he didn't know what to say.

Lu Yun and the little fox looked at each other.

"When you sent my past body to the mythical world, I had not yet realized the dragon's sword with his head raised."

Lu Yun whispered, "Is the Lord Lu Qing's disciple?"

"Yes, that Venerable is our disciple."

The little fox nodded quietly, "What Lu Qing told me."

Lu Yun touched his chin, "It seems that he has time to see that venerable again."

"The battle here is over, let's go."

Lu Yun waved his hand.

Mu Xuechenxing breathed a little relieved. Facing this seemingly ordinary but chattering old man, he was really a little unbearable.

In Hongmeng, there are no ordinary creatures. Even if there are, they cannot enter this vast city.

At this time, the rest of the spectators in the gladiator pool had left.

Although some people wanted to recruit Mu Xuechenxing, they gave up the idea when they thought of his background. In their opinion, the private room where Mu Xuechenxing entered was most likely a private room for Star King and others.

Moreover, after experiencing such a battle, Mu Xuechenxing still did not become a king, which made many people a little disappointed.

"Do you want to see other games?"

After leaving the Gladiator Pool, Lu Yun looked at the little fox and asked with a smile.

"Go, you must go!"

The little fox's eyes stared at the picture projected from a gladiator pool and said firmly.

"Um?"

Lu Yun looked at the little fox's expression, and his face changed. He also realized what the little fox had discovered.

Uncontrollably, Lu Yun followed the little fox's gaze and looked at the projection of a gladiator pool.

This gladiator pool is a battleground.

In the field, a slightly thin figure was bathed in blood all over his body, and he almost killed his opponent. However, the injury was extremely serious, and half of his body was almost torn apart, but he was still standing steadily in the center of the Gladiator Pool.

A faint golden ripples rippled on his body, washing away the blood from his body.

He was just a lower-ranking person, but at this moment, the body of this lower-ranking person was as tall as a mountain.

In the stands around the Gladiator Pool, countless monks roared wildly, venting their excess energy.

Lu Yun's face suddenly became gloomy.

"How could he come here... Why did he become a slave in the slave field again!"

At this moment, Lu Yun's body was trembling.

Golden Valley God!

The lower-ranking Dou Nu in the slave field is the Golden Valley God who is strong in the chaos!

In the chaos, Lu Yun made not many friends, except Yingluo and the five others, he was the Golden Valley God.

However, after the demise of the Golden Valley Holy Land, the whereabouts of the Golden Valley God were unknown. Everyone has their own path, so Lu Yun did not deliberately look for the Golden Valley God.

But unexpectedly, the Golden Valley God actually came to Hongmeng!

He was not willing to become a slave in this battleground, but was caught.

"Let's go and have a look!"

Lu Yun took a deep breath and suppressed the ignorant karma fire in his heart.

"You're an acquaintance?"

Mu Xuechenxing looked at Lu Yun's expression change and said hesitantly: "You'd better not make trouble in this arena. Our Star Domain is also quite powerful here. I will find a way to help you rescue people!"

Without Lu Yun speaking, he took a step and entered the gladiator pool.

"I'm sorry, the entrance fee is 100 best amethyst."

Seeing someone breaking in halfway through, the waiter guarding the Gladiator pool hurriedly said, "You have six in total, six hundred top-quality amethyst!"

Although the 600 best amethyst is a drop in the bucket compared to the entry fee of 100 million top amethyst just now, it is definitely not a small amount.

Ordinary superiors can't take it out at all.

Lu Yun was too lazy to say anything, so he raised his hand and smashed a thousand top-quality amethysts.

The waiter nodded and let several people in.

The atmosphere in this gladiator pool is completely different from the atmosphere in the gladiator pool just now.

This is the paradise of the second generation ancestors and the stage for nouveau riche.

There were roars and howlings in my ears.

"The Golden God has won forty-nine consecutive victories!!"

A tall and handsome young man stood beside the Gladiator pool and howled loudly at a sound amplification magic weapon: "In another game, he will have the opportunity to achieve an unprecedented fifty consecutive victories!!!"

"Everyone!"

The tone of this young man was full of temptation, "We don't allow such a lowly species to create history! Everyone here, no matter whose slave defeats him, then our arena will reward him with one million top-quality amethyst!!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene exploded again.

Countless second-generation ancestors and nouveau riche shouted loudly, wanting to let their slaves come on stage and stop the "Golden God" from winning fifty consecutive victories.

The Golden Valley God in the Gladiator Pool lowered his head slightly, his fists clenched, and a hint of humiliation appeared in his eyes.

But in this terrifying third world, he could only surrender and was not even qualified to resist...death? It was simply a luxury for him.

He never thought that the third world, which was regarded as a lifelong goal by countless creatures in the chaos, would look like this... It was simply the legendary hell!

"certainly!!"

At this time, the young man howled again: "You can also place a bet, can this Golden God create history and win fifty consecutive victories!!"

"If the Golden God can win a hundred consecutive victories, our arena will give him freedom!!"

"Say in advance... This golden god is very likely to come from Chaos. His cultivation system and power system are completely different from ours..."

"What?! Chaos, do you say he comes from Chaos?!"

This time, someone was stunned.

"What chaos? This is just a gimmick in the arena. I don't know how many fighting slaves are called strange things by them, and they are all fake in the end."

"That's it! There are tens of millions of ways in Hongmeng, and there is nothing strange about the cultivation system and power that are different from others..."

Some people also sneer.

"cough!"

The young man's face was a little embarrassed, "Okay! In short, who can stop the Golden God from winning fifty consecutive victories and rewarding one million top-quality immortal crystals!"

"Now, I am the dormitory at the odds of one thousand in one penalty! You can bet on the Golden God for 50 consecutive victories! As long as he can win this game, then our dormitory will give you one thousand times the odds!"

"Of course, everyone here can collude and deliberately lose to the Golden God..."

"Just! How could we come here for those few amethysts!"

Someone immediately laughed and said, "If you really want to bet on amethyst, wouldn't it be more beautiful to go to Jilefang?"

"It's open, and today I'm going to earn one million of the best amethyst in your arena!"

"Haha, Brother Chuan is saying very much! These noble slaves under our command have not won the honor of fifty consecutive victories. How can a mere low-class person create history?"
To be continued...