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From the first layer closest to the ground to the eighth layer farthest from the ground, countless felony demon clans are imprisoned. And if these imprisoned demon clans are put into the demon country and ignored, I am afraid that it will cause a local and even national disaster.

On the eighth floor of the underground black prison, below the Demon King Realm, above the Demon General Peak Realm, there are a total of eighteen people. In addition, although there are six people who have not reached the peak realm of demon generals, their combat power is enough to match the demon generals with peak strength.

The eighth floor of the cell was segregated, with two rooms per room, and each cell had two windows for ventilation, but the air was still foul. In the prison, the black shadow opposite Wang Hao lay on the ground and slept deeply, snoring from time to time. Seeing this scene, Wang Hao couldn't help but admire.

Long before, Wang Hao had tested the strength of some of the prisoners who were imprisoned nearby, and after investigation, he found that these people were all demon clans close to the peak strength of the demon generals.

But now, there is a person in the eighth layer of black prison who is neither the peak realm of demon generals nor the peak combat power of demon generals, and this person is Wang Hao......

After the guards left, the eighth layer of the black prison boiled. Many demon clans wore special chains on their hands and feet, and shouted excitedly, celebrating the new guests of the eighth layer of the black prison.

"Hey, what's the name of that kid who just came in?"

"yes, what's your name?"

"What are the attributes of your demon power?"

More than a dozen people outside the prison made a commotion there, wanting to find out the details of Wang Hao.

"I ......"

"Don't say anything, don't say anything!"

Suddenly, the black shadow who lived in the same prison with Wang Hao suddenly moved, at this moment, Wang Hao only felt that his mouth was tightly blocked by a black palm, he wanted to resist, but he felt that this person did not seem to have any malicious intent.

"Cut, boring."

Outside the prison, several people left through the ventilation window in disappointment, they originally wanted to find out some of his secrets from Wang Hao, but they didn't expect to be stopped.

"Senior, you ......"

Wang Hao looked at this black shadow, and only then did he realize that the body of this black shadow did not seem to be real flesh, but was composed of a black mist, but after touching his body, it had a real touch.

"Whatever you want, just ask."

The black shadow's face full of black mist trembled slightly, as if he was smiling at Wang Hao. After feeling that this black shadow was not hostile, Wang Hao couldn't help asking, "Why did the senior stop me from talking to those people just now?" ”

"Because none of the people here are good birds." The black shadow said, two black mist flashes in his eyes, "The people here want to go out in their dreams, as long as they accumulate 1,000 wins, they can be released." So every day is preparing for a life-and-death fight, as long as they can get information from their opponents, they will not hesitate to cheat and steal. ”

"Opponents? What do you mean...... Am I their opponent? Wang Hao was slightly stunned, and then he reacted.

It turned out that those people had just asked if their names were fake, and they wanted to find out their true combat power and commonly used combat skills.

"However, I am at the peak of the Demon Guard, and I can't fight them......"

"Yes, but tonight's fight is special, you'll know when you go."

Speaking of this, the black shadow was slightly amused and found a place to sleep.

It's night, ghost downtown.

Inside one of the tallest buildings in the ghost market, the lights are bright.

24 people, all wearing masks. At this moment, they gathered around the round table to discuss an extremely important matter.

"Tonight, we have a consecration ceremony for the Gathering Ruins in our ghost market, and you can see its brilliance at that time."

"Oh? Enlightenment? ”

"Yes, the consecration of the Gathering Ruins Divine Spectrum. It is said that the demon clan that controls this ruin-gathering divine spectrum will be able to reach the peak of the demon king within fifty years, no matter what kind of realm it is now! The Lord said in a loud voice.

"Oh? Such a treasure cannot be in the hands of outsiders. ”

"Especially aliens!" Someone pointed the right way.

"Well, don't worry, this time the Gathering Ruins Divine Tree will be selected by the 24 of us here, and this news is not even clear to those demon kings."

"You mean...... You have hidden the 72 Demon King? Then I, Inggade, am going to take a good picture of this treasure. On the side, a person wearing a red suit and a blue tie was like a fire in the crowd, which was particularly dazzling.

He is the younger brother of the Scorching Demon King and the representative of the third largest consortium in the Demon Country. And he himself has always taken the 71st Demon King, the former Scorching Demon King, as an example, and wants to gain a place among the 72 Demon Kings, but he has always been just a mid-level demon general, and he has stayed in this realm for five years. It is not so much suitable for the demon king as it is more suitable for business.

"Yes, Mr. Ingal. Our secrecy work this time is very good, so we dare to auction our treasures here to you, and gather the ruins of the divine spectrum! ”

"Very good, this thing, I'm going to decide." Ingard quietly lit a cigarette and asked, "Where is the auction location, take me there!" ”

"Ingad, for the sake of the younger brother of the former Demon King, I plan to make you ...... half-time"

Ingal followed the prestige, and when he saw the person coming, there was a trace of contempt in his eyes, this person's figure was not familiar to him, and in his opinion, people he was not familiar with would not be a ruthless character.

"So, gentlemen. Please follow me. "The Lord will be humane.

Underground Black Prison.

Eighth floor.

Bang......

The walls of the cell where Wang Hao was located automatically parted, revealing a pitch-black passage.

At the same time, there was a rumbling sound from the other cells of the Black Prison on the eighth floor, followed by cheers.

"Hey, it doesn't seem like it's going to be lively enough tonight."

"Yes, the warden said that there will be no life-and-death fight tonight, just go to the consecration ceremony of an item."

"What's that? Still consecrated? Someone asked.

"Gathering Ruins Divine Spectrum!"

"Hiss......"

……

Listening to the words of everyone outside the prison, Wang Hao suppressed his curiosity and walked along the passage of the black hole.

At this moment, the black shadow man followed Wang Hao, and the two talked all the way to the end of the passage. At the end of the passage, there were more than twenty figures standing, all of them were felony demon clans who were locked up on the eighth layer.

Everyone was silent, but from time to time they exuded a momentum to test each other, which had obviously become a habit for them. Although the life-and-death battle in the underground black prison will not necessarily kill people, there will definitely be people who will be seriously injured until they lose the ability to fight, and no one wants to be the losing side.

"Boom ......"

The iron door at the end of the passage suddenly opened, and the light came in from outside the passage. And there is also an unusually noisy noise, which is incessant.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are going to have a very fierce battle tonight, and our warriors are no longer against the mighty demons, but against a living tome...... This tome comes from ancient times, it has mysterious powers, and it can even devour the demons who attack it and absorb his power, but this tome can also be defeated, and it is up to our warriors tonight, so-"

"All the warriors of the Underground Prison, please appear!"

Boom, boom, boom!

A flash of light came on.

Under the dazzling light, Wang Hao looked at the huge book placed on the iron plate in the center of the venue.

Above the classics, there was a black fog, and in the black fog, several figures could be vaguely seen shuttling and struggling among them.

"This thing looks a little evil, huh?" Wang Hao couldn't help wiping a cold sweat and said.