Unlike the thunderous cheers in the auditorium outside, the lonely VIP room was dark and silent.
Pure power flows slowly here, even the air is squeezed so that there is no space to stand, and the sound that depends on the air is naturally also isolated.
And the single claw immersed in its own power, like a giant dragon entrenched in the deep sea, releases a more frightening and violent aura than ever before.
He needs to concentrate his energy to gather real power, so as to suppress the aftermath of the power sputtered by the two golden wheel fighters who are fighting wantonly in the arena.
This is the second time in Duclaw's long life that he has exerted his strength so seriously. The first time was the hot celestial master who encountered the Jian Devil Shenquan, and the second time was now.
With his bloody sunset-like gaze, he looked with admiration to the two masters in the arena who fought to win the final championship-although the preliminary rounds and the first two rounds of the competition made him angry, the 16 strong contends for hegemony. The extraordinary degree of warfare has made up for the disappointment before.
The top sixteen auctions have ended. Even if the Jinlunbao business battle ends successfully after this final, both the Duclaws and the ministers can relax after their busy schedule.
But Dujiao was a little bit reluctant about this, because he, as a hero of the party, had never left the black market of ghosts and ghosts since he was born. When he was a boy, he also hoped that he would cross the world like those legendary heroes and fight against all kinds of heroes. .
Identity and responsibility firmly bound him, this bundle turned out to be five thousand years!
So Duclaw gradually developed a hobby: Since you can't take risks, watch the strong fight to satisfy that desire.
This is the main reason why he built the Fighting Skill Square, and the profit generated by attracting visitors from all walks of life to watch the gladiator fight is second.
Now that the Jinlunbao business war is about to end, Duclaw can't help but shake his head a little bit: "Oh... the next opportunity to watch the strong fight like this, I don't know when it is..." He suddenly coughed violently, starting from the first At the beginning of the three rounds of the arena, the body felt unexplainably unwell, intermittent fatigue and dizziness visited from time to time, maybe it was because of too much work during this period of time to suppress the power of the top masters not to leak, so this is the reason
The single claw reached out and grabbed a few emerald peanuts and put them in his mouth, staring at the second general who was waving his knife and roaring below: "Tyrant of Wu...30 rounds? Fifty rounds?" Is he saying how many rounds are over? Or are you talking about how many rounds can the second general last under his hands
Suddenly, the space in the VIP room completely flooded with power, the thick sea water and the smell of burnt scorched arbitrarily and directly infiltrated.
At the same time, the ethereal blue mist gently enveloped the VIP room, and the voice of steel grinded with each other was cold and full of sarcasm and pity: "Ha ha ha ha...Although you are the overlord of one party, there is a peerless power, but But I can’t do it my whole life. In the end, I can only use this method to relieve the depression in my heart. How pitiful...and what a pity..."
The eyes of the one-claw are raging: "It's you? So bold...you dare to show up in front of my one-claw?"
The blue mist in front of the one claw condenses into a translucent evil spirit, and the maliciousness contained in the triangular eyes is chilling.
The chief tyrant stroked his thick black beard and smiled and said, "Hehehehe! Because I have been obsessed with Brother Oneclaw for hundreds of years. How about it? How about you? Do you want to consider the leader’s invitation and become a tyrant’s club? Where is the tyrant of wealth?"
"Huh!" Duclaw raised his head contemptuously: "My Duclaw was originally a realm hero, and I don't need your name as a tyrant club!"
Bone Mist's steel lips let out a cold laugh: "Hehehehe...Master, I advise you, don't rush to refuse, you might as well think about it again."
"No need to think about it!" Duclaw's bloodshot eyes stared at Bone Mist: "Bone Mist! You killed the contestants and disrupted the order of the Jinlunbao business war! Now you have to consider how to withstand my Duclaw's anger!"
Bone mist pretended to be astonished: "Oh? That dare to love! Then why don't you take the old man me right now? Hahahaha..."
The single-scaled forehead was full of blue veins: "Huh! Rats!"
Bone Mist appeared when Duclaw was fully suppressing the finals because he had spotted Duclaw and had no time to deal with him at this time.
The current Duclaw 31 novel app download address is to Bone Mist, as undefended babies are to tiger wolves.
But Bone Mist didn’t seem to want to harm Duclaw. Instead, he used his cold facial contour to put on a smile, like an unusual and terrifying smile carved out of steel: “Anyway, I persuade you, my lord, to obey you obediently. The leader is wonderful. In the history of the Tyrant’s Club, there has never been a second invitation to anyone..." His huge hooked nose stretched out hideously like a beast: "No one can survive after rejection. Go down!"
As if a whirlwind of fire blew up all over the One Claw, a hot and deadly voice shook the space: "In the history of the black market of gods and ghosts, no one who dares to come out has been able to get out alive! No one can threaten my One Claw. I can survive after that!"
"Ha ha ha ha..." Bone mist took a pipe: "So, the ghost black market is about to fall out with the Tyrant Club?" He grinned open his mouth to reveal Bai Sensen's teeth, and unabashedly released the viciousness to Duclaw. Threat signal.
"Fall?" There was a wave of sway in One Claw's eyes. After all, he was the overlord of King's Landing. Even if he was afraid of the disaster that the Tyrant Club would bring, he would never just bow his head to Bone Mist.
The host of the Gods and Ghosts Black Market laughed disdainfully: "Hey hey! I am alone, don't remember when the Gods and Ghosts Black Market became friendly relations with the Tyrant Club!"
"Ha ha ha ha..." The twisted braid covered with bone mist, like the tentacles of a sea monster, is windless and automatic, and his sturdy jaw trembled with a sneer: "If this is the case, everyone will show their magical powers! There is another thing I want to ask. …" He suddenly smiled in horror: "How are the children's funeral affairs?"
Everyone knows that Duclaw has only one son who will inherit his hegemony-Dulin.
Why does Bone Mist ask "children's funeral"
Are there any hidden secrets in this
Duclaw was shocked when he heard the words: "What do you... mean?"
"Literally!" Gu Wu's smile was unpredictable: "The Du clan has been handed down since ancient times. In order to make the Du clan flourish, you were lucky enough to have many women of all races."
Duclaw also laughed: "I can't imagine that the chief tyrant, one of the four great wise men, would also inquire about this kind of rumor!" But his smile was not as real and natural as the bone mist.
"Ha ha ha ha..." Gu Wu pointed his pipe at the single claw, teasing in his triangular eyes: "As a hero, it would be too frank to deny the facts. Now that you know that the person in front of you is a wise man, you should understand you. I can't hide my father from me..."
Duclaw sneered: "You are not a juvenile man, not to mention that I sit on the black market of gods and ghosts, even if there has been a lot of romantic love history...you are not allowed to look at the face of your bone-biting wild ghost!"
Bone mist removed the pipe from his mouth: "Yes, yes, I really don’t need to look at my face, and I’m just helping you remember the past. After you got married with your wife, you’ve been dating before. The poisonous bone witch... actually gave birth to a pair of children for you... Father, am I right?"
The claw stared at the bone mist, his face gradually turned from anger to solemn: "So what?"
Bone Mist grinned sneer, his neat teeth looked very scarred: "In order to ensure that the youngest sons born to you and your wife will get the right of orthodox inheritance, and so that the Bone Witch will not use your children in the future... Chaos. You sent someone to kill the Bone Witch, and you secretly brought the pair of children back to the black market of ghosts and ghosts to your trusted confidant to raise."
Deep in Duclaw’s throat let out a startling low growl: "You know a lot..."
Bone mist and triangular eyes burst into bursts of light: "This pair of children grew up Chéng Rén, loyal to you and looking forward to you... They didn't know that you were your biological father, let alone that they were actually your own brothers and sisters. Under the circumstances, they became a *husband and wife, and when you knew it, they had already made a big mistake! The rumors about *siblings and brothers also began to spread like wildfire! And they started to appear outside the gates of the gods and ghosts the black market since the year before. The strange bird witch Pella and the furnaceman Turner, who are in trouble with the merchants!"
The Strange Bird Witch and the Furnace Turner killed by Ashin, they wantonly mutilated anyone who did not believe that fell into their hands, even the local residents of the black market, even the families of top talents such as a hammer of money were killed. They have never been punished.
The House of Mad Demons has been rampant for thousands of years, and the secret that has never been sanctioned has finally been revealed!
It turns out that the reason why the host of the black market of gods and ghosts can ignore the grievances of the subjects and cover up the murderous and perverted House of Mad Demons is because they are the flesh and blood of their own relatives!
Bone Mist stared at Duclaw and showed contempt and hatred: "In order not to be exposed for their own scandals, these brothers and sisters can tolerate their own children to such an extent. I really admire the old man..."
Duclaw became angry, he suddenly yelled, "What do you do with my Duclaw's housework?!"
"Are you admitting...?" Gu Wu squinted his triangular eyes: "I'm not really interested in the family affairs of Brother Duclaw. What I am really interested in, father, is this ugly past that reveals many strange things... "
He gestured to Duclaw with his pipe and asked a series of questions.
"Why do you have a good time with women of so many races, but only the poisonous bone witch and your wife can give birth to heirs?"
"Why do you Du clan, can enjoy women of so many races, but never fear that your blood will be diluted by other races?"
"Why... You are obviously in human form, but you are three children who are also your heirs. One has a human appearance, one is half-human and half-bird, and the other is like a giant? Why are they so different in appearance, characteristics and abilities? ?"
"Why is it that Pella and Turner gave birth to a different kind of monster?"
Every time Bone Mist asks a question, Duclaw's face will twitch, and the overlord of the ghost black market looks like a fierce beast that may choose someone and eat it at any time.
Bone Mist looked like he was dissecting the opponent with his eyes, walked into Duclaw and looked at him carefully, and said, "This makes me very curious about the Du clan... What the hell is Du Clan?" (End of this chapter)