Necropolis Immortal Chapter 1259: An old friend from chaos

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Now, Mu Xuechen Xing has recognized Lu Yun and the little fox, when Re dare not to neglect, he already knows the identities of these two people... two Zudao masters who are infinitely close to the king!

Among Hongmeng, there are not a few people who can conquer the king with combat power, but those who can conquer the king are extremely rare and one of a thousand.

Furthermore, killing enemies by leapfrogging is as common as eating and drinking water for Grand Master Zudao.

Now the little fox has become the king, but no one can see through it.

"The three tricks just now were really passed on to you by the Venerable?"

Hua Fengcuo was too lazy to get close to Mu Xuechen, he squeezed to the front and asked.

"It's not... I learned it secretly when I played against him."

Muxue Chenxing looked at the old man in front of him, first stayed for a while, and then said.

Although Hua Fengcuo did not show the power of the sixth-order king, he looked like an ordinary old man, but his ability to sit in this box with Lu Yun proved that he was extraordinary.

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

"Then he passed it to you."

Hua Fengcuo sneered and said: "If he doesn't want to pass these magical powers, how can he easily learn it with your ant-like qualifications? Hey hey, the old man of the Venerable, I haven't seen him for 100,000 years. It hasn't changed at all."

Mu Xuechenxing said nothing, 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 world of myths, I hadn't realized that the dragon raised its head with a sword."

Lu Yun said in a low voice, "Venerable is Lu Qing's disciple?"

"Yes, that lord is our disciple-grandson."

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

Lu Yun touched his chin, "It seems that I have time to see that Venerable bye."

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

Lu Yun waved his hand.

Mu Xuechen Xing breathed a sigh of relief, facing this seemingly ordinary but chattering old man, he really couldn't stand it.

Amidst the Harmony, there are no ordinary creatures, even if there are, they cannot enter this great city.

At this time, the rest of the audience in this gladiatorial pool has already left.

Although some people wanted to recruit Mu Xuechen Xing, they thought of his background, and they dismissed that idea. In their opinion, the box that Mu Xuechen Xing entered was most likely the box of the Star King family.

Furthermore, after such a big battle, Mu Xuechen Xing still has no kingship, which makes many people a little disappointed.

"Would you like to go to another show again?"

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

"Go, must go!"

The eyes of the little fox stared at the scene projected from a gladiatorial pool, and said decisively.

"Huh?"

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

Uncontrollably, Lu Yun followed the little fox's gaze and looked towards the projection screen of a fighting pool.

This gladiator pool is a slave fighting field.

In the field, a slightly thin figure bathed in blood, and killed his opponent dangerously and dangerously. However, the injury suffered by this person was also extremely serious, half of his body was almost torn apart, but he still stood firmly in the center of the gladiatorial pool.

His body, wafted with light golden ripples, washing away the blood from him.

He is only a low-level person, but at this moment, the body of this low-level person is as tall as a mountain.

In the stands around the gladiatorial pool, countless monks roared frantically, venting their excess energy.

Lu Yun's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Why did he come here... Why did he become a slave in the slave battlefield again!"

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

Golden Valley God!

The inferior Dounu in the Fighting Slave Field is surprisingly Lu Yun's sturdy Golden Valley God in the chaos!

In the chaos, Lu Yun didn't make many friends, except for the five people including Yingluo, he was the **** of the Golden Valley.

However, after the fall of the Jinxing Holy Land, the whereabouts of the God of the Golden Valley is unknown. Everyone has his own path, so Lu Yun did not deliberately seek out the **** of the Golden Valley.

But I didn't expect that the Golden Valley God would come to Hongmeng!

He can become a slave in this slave arena, absolutely not voluntarily, but caught by others.

"Go, let's go and see!"

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

"Are you acquaintance?"

Mu Xuechen star watched 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. !"

Lu Yun didn't speak, he stepped into the gladiatorial pool.

"Thank you for a few people, the entrance fee is one hundred fine amethyst."

When someone came in midway, the waiter guarding the gladiatorial pool hurriedly said, "You have six in total, six hundred best amethysts!"

Six hundred of the best amethysts, although compared with the entrance fee of the 100 million best amethysts just now, it is a drop in the bucket, but it is definitely not a small amount.

Ordinary superiors simply can't get it out.

Lu Yun was too lazy to say something, raising his hand was a thousand best amethyst smashed over.

The waiter nodded and bowed, and let a few people in.

The atmosphere in this gladiatorial pool is completely different from that of the gladiatorial pool just now.

This is the paradise of the second generation ancestor, the stage of the nouveau riche.

He screamed and howled endlessly.

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

A tall and handsome young man stood by the side of the gladiatorial pool and howled loudly at an amplified magic weapon: "In another game, he will have the opportunity to achieve an unprecedented 50 consecutive victories!!! "

"Everyone!"

The youth’s tone was full of temptation. Confusion, "Our arena does not allow such a humble species to create history! Everyone here, no matter who is defeated by slaves, then our arena will reward him. One million best amethyst!!!"

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

Countless second generation ancestors and nouveau riche yelled loudly, wanting to let their slaves come on the court to prevent the fifty-game winning streak of the "Golden God".

The Golden Valley God in the gladiatorial pool lowered his head slightly, his fists were clenched, and there was a hint of humiliation in his eyes.

But in this terrifying third world, he can only succumb, and he doesn't even have the right to resist...death? For him it is simply a luxury.

He never thought that the third realm, which was regarded as a lifelong goal by countless creatures in the chaos, turned out to be like this...it was the **** in the legend!

"Of course!!"

At this time, the young man once again howled: "You can also place a bet on whether this golden **** can make 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 **** is most likely from Chaos. His cultivation system and power system are completely different from ours..."

"What?! Chaos, you said he came from Chaos?!"

This time, someone was dumbfounded.

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

"Yes! There are tens of thousands of great avenues in Hongmeng, and there is nothing surprising that the cultivation system and power are different from others..."

Some people sneered.

"Cough!"

The young man's expression was a little embarrassed, "Okay! In short, who can prevent the Golden God from winning fifty consecutive victories and rewarding one million fine crystals!"

"Now, I am in the arena at odds of one to one thousand! You can bet on Jinshen for fifty consecutive victories! As long as he can beat this one, then our arena will be a thousand times The odds are for everyone!"

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

"Joke! How can we come here for a few amethysts!"

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

"Open it, and today I will earn you one million Amethyst in the arena!"

"Haha, what Brother Chuan said is extremely true! I waited for these noble pedigree slaves to win the honor of fifty consecutive victories. How could a small breed create history?"

The audience yelled, and more people yelled for the opening.

As these second-generation ancestors and nouveau riche said, fighting slaves is fighting spirits and faces, and a few amethysts that collude to earn the battlefield have turned out.

Those who can take root in the Great Thousand City are not short of money, and those who are qualified to have fun in a crystal cave like the Arena are not short of money.

"I said Xiao is in charge! You only open the village where the Golden God wins. I wonder if the village where the Golden God loses dare to open?"

Someone laughed and asked again.

"Hahaha, since several people have spoken, then we will open another village... The Golden God loses, and we lose one hundred!"

"Fresh!"

"I was defeated by the gold! And I was torn to pieces!"

"This is interesting! While taking the arena bounty, while winning the arena bet!"

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The entire gladiatorial pool was in chaos inside and out, and countless monks clamored to recommend their slaves to challenge the Golden Valley God in order to earn rewards in the arena.

Of course, there are many people who place bets and bet on Jin Gu Shen to win.

A place like the arena is not a gambling field at all, and they never make a profit by betting. These gambling is just to stimulate the spirit of these second generation ancestors and nouveau riche, so that they can’t get out of it. .

In contrast, a few amethysts are nothing.

"Falling to the sky, you take your own cultivation base, take my Xianjing Mountain to challenge the Golden Valley God, give him the Xianjing Mountain, and let him win a hundred consecutive victories."

Lu Yun roared in a low voice.

"No!"

The Fallen King nodded, and when everyone did not react, he jumped and fell into the gladiatorial pool.

"This!!! Who are you, why did you jump up suddenly!!!"

As soon as the Fallen King came onto the court, everyone was stunned.

They were still discussing, arguing about who to let the slaves on the field, but they were taken advantage of.

This is a little bit against the rules here.

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