Wang Mou glanced at Chu Jinmao contemptuously, and said with a smile: "Brother Tie Niu, you can start first." ”

Li Tieniu smiled and transmitted the spiritual power into the token, and in an instant, the number of demon beasts killed by the Hu Dog Egg was revealed.

"Three Creation Realm Demon Beasts, more than a dozen Mortal Realm Demon Beasts!" all the disciples present were shocked, this terrifying achievement really made everyone's jaws drop.

"How did you do it. Wang Qiu asked in surprise, the three Creation Realm Demon Beasts, that is more than the number of Demon Beasts hunted by Kun Jingdou, the highest realm in the realm, such data is really shocking.

"Good luck, good luck...... Hu Goudan touched his head with a pretending to be honest.

Everyone present was very reluctant to believe that such an impressive record could only be possessed by a disciple in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, but the token would not lie, and the data above had already shown everything very well, perhaps it could only be attributed to good luck.

"It's just shit luck, and it can't be real. Chu Jinmao was also shocked when he looked at such data, and kept repeating this sentence to comfort himself.

"Hehe, the iron bull is luck, I'm not, Chu Jinmao, give it to the master!" Wang Mou looked at Chu Jinmao and smiled, and the spiritual power in his hand continued to input into the token.

"Out of the Mortal Realm, one hundred and sixty-six!" everyone couldn't help but gasp as they looked at the numbers that appeared in the air.

One hundred and sixty-six, this is different from the three-headed Creation Realm Demon Beast of Hu Goudan, those three Creation Realm Demon Beasts can barely be covered up with cannibalism, but these one hundred and sixty-six heads, even if they are a group of cannibalism, they have to have their lives to harvest them! So these one hundred and sixty-six can be said to be completely the embodiment of Wang Mou's strength.

Wang Mou looked at everyone's shocked eyes and smiled, this was not in vain when he made up for the beast tide, basically all the injured demon beasts in that beast tide were killed by him, which also achieved such a terrifying record.

"Well, well done. Wang Qiu smiled flatteringly, looked at Wang Mou and nodded in praise, as an existence that knew Wang Mou's true strength, although he was a little surprised to see Wang Mou's record, it was still within the range of bearing.

"How's that, convincing or not. Wang Mou looked at Chu Jinmao with an arrogant face, and Wang Mou at this time was like a traditional villain in a martial arts novel, facing the crazy humiliation of the protagonist who was not strong.

"You ......" Chu Jinmao originally wanted to refute him, which was also due to luck, but this strength made him swallow his words hard.

"Nanxun, it's your turn, it's time for you to show off your achievements. Wang Qiu looked at his disciple and said with a smile.

"Master, my grades are not very good...... Jia Nanxun said shyly.

"It's okay, it's just an experience, don't take it too seriously. Now Wang Qiu's heart is already very satisfied, there are two people, Wang Mou and Hu Goudan, the first two must be from their own sect, but I really didn't expect that the most weak sect in the eyes of everyone has won the biggest victory in this game at this time.

"Hahaha, Jia Nanxun, your strength is just not good, you are still a closed disciple of our sect!" Chu Jinmao seemed to grasp the life-saving straw, and frantically vented his frustrated powerlessness to Jia Nanxun.

"Alas, I really don't remember to eat. Wang Mou sighed secretly in his heart, and looked at Chu Jinmao, who was already a little hysterical at this time, with a caring and mentally retarded look.

"Chu Jinmao, don't talk nonsense, dare to reveal your achievements. Jia Nanxun pretended to be a fierce and introverted look and said loudly.

Chu Jinmao couldn't help but panic when he heard this, he knew how hot his record was, but now that he had been forced to such a point, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and pretended to be calm and shouted: "It's better than it, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The corners of Jia Nanxun's mouth turned up slightly, and he secretly said in his heart: "Hehe, the fish has taken the bait." ”

"Okay, then I'll show it up. Master, didn't the apprentice just hunt a demon beast. Jia Nanxun pretended to be ashamed and said to Wang Qiu.

Hearing this, Chu Jinmao was relieved, he only hunted one demon beast, and now the quota of demon beasts in the Creation Realm is full, so Jia Nanxun should just hunt a demon beast that is out of the mortal realm, or even in the condensing realm.

But Wang Qiu didn't think so, seeing that Wang Mou and Hu Goudan were watching a show, he felt bad in his heart, and quickly calculated the number of demon beasts in his heart, and suddenly sighed in his heart, according to the current number, it is very likely that his disciples are hunting......

Thinking of this, Wang Qiu's face flushed with excitement, and he said in a somewhat trembling tone: "It doesn't matter, show it." ”

Jia Nanxun smiled slightly, and shouted: "Get out of the way, I'm going to start pretending!"

At the same time, Jia Nanxun's spiritual power couldn't help but surging towards the token, and a golden light rose into the sky, showing a line of shocking words in the air in a unique colorful font - pure-blooded gluttony: one.

Jia Nanxun smiled all over his face, looked at Chu Jinmao, and said slowly: "My grades are finished, Brother Chu, what about you?"

Chu Jinmao looked at the line of colorful characters above his head, and then looked at Jia Nanxun's full face with a smirk, and couldn't help but feel a panache in his chest.

"You ......" Before Chu Jinmao finished speaking, he felt a black in front of him, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground.

But now everyone around them has no intention of caring about the situation of Chu Jinmao, they are now full of shocks by the terrifying data, although there is only one, but it is a pure-blooded glutton!

Several masters asked themselves, unless they met a young pure-blooded glutton, they were really not sure to kill him, but now this disciple can do such a thing, it is really admirable.

"Yes, very good. Thank you senior, thank you very much. Wang Qiu walked up to Jia Nanxun, patted Jia Nanxun on the shoulder and said, but the latter sentence was said to Wang Mou through transmission.

Wang Mou smiled and didn't explain, he knew that Wang Qiu had credited him with killing the pure-blooded glutton.

In fact, the number of demon beasts hunted by Jia Nanxun was far more than that, and he also killed a lot of demon beasts in the beast tide, but due to various reasons that Wang Mou and others did not know, the token only showed that Jia Nanxun had killed a pure-blooded glutton.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, I'm sure our top two results are out in the end. Qi Han calmed down his somewhat surprised spirit and said slowly.

Shi Qianfan and Zhang Lanshi also came back to their senses after hearing this, and said with some bitterness: "Yes, Qi Daoyou, it has been decided." ”

As the host, the Qingxin Cliff and the Broken Law Sword Sect, which had the ceiling of combat power among the participating disciples, finally lost to the weakest and Dragon Devouring Dao.

And looking at the slow closure of the secret realm, it is estimated that the disciples present are all the existences that have passed through the secret realm, so it seems that not only the disciples of the Dragon Swallowing Dao have won the final victory, but even the disciples who have returned safely are the most, which makes the hearts of the two heads very uncomfortable.

"I announce that the top two in this selection are, Wang Mou and Jia Nanxun. Shi Qianfan announced bitterly.

All the disciples of the Dragon Devouring Dao present celebrated loudly, and the disciples of the other sects around them could only look at them with envy, with both jealousy and envy in their hearts.

"Wang Mou, Jia Nanxun, you will be my registered disciples in the future, although it is not a personal inheritance, but I will treat you well. Qi Han looked at Wang Mou and Jia Nanxun with a smile.

Jia Nanxun was naturally very happy, with such a powerful master as a backer, it would be much more convenient to find his hometown in the future, so he hurriedly bowed and said: "The master is on top, and he will be worshiped by the apprentice." ”

At this time, Wang Mou's mentality is a little delicate, Qi Han's name is the little law king, and he is the existence of the son of the self-proclaimed silver-faced law king, and now Lao Tzu is apprenticed to his son, although it is only nominal, but Wang Mou thinks how awkward.

"The master is above, and he is worshiped by the apprentice. Wang Mou looked strange and saluted hastily, then stood aside and waited quietly for the next instructions.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have been looking for someone who can inherit my father's mantle for many years, and my father also hopes that his exercises can spread out, but my father's exercises are too mysterious, and now only me and my father have succeeded in cultivation. Although these two sons are strong and powerful, they may not be able to successfully cultivate my father's exercises, so I need to stay a few more days to pass on the exercises, and I hope that you will be able to do it conveniently. ”

As soon as Qi Han's words came out, the heads of the houses had no reason to refuse, and hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"Okay, two apprentices, although the teacher only gives you two exercises, but after all, there is also the friendship of master and apprentice, so let's do it, tomorrow I will hold a ceremony to accept apprentices, and at that time, you two will be officially put into my father's name. ”

"Everything is under the master's orders. Wang Mou and Jia Nanxun said in unison.

"Okay, in that case, all the disciples are also lacking, why don't we go back to our respective sects for the time being?" Qi Han proposed.

The three heads of the sect naturally recognized, and each urged the exercises to drive everyone to fly back to their own sect without mentioning it.

Wang Mou was thinking about this all the way, and he seemed a little sullen.

"Brother Wang, what's wrong with you, you should be happy. Jia Nanxun looked at Wang Mou with a strange face, and came to the front and asked.

"Isn't it weird, I actually worship my own son as a teacher, and this son himself doesn't know it, and he has a normal face before he has a ghost. Wang Mou said in his heart.

"It's okay, Brother Jia, this is not the place to talk, come to my room tonight, I'll talk to you about something. Wang Mou shook his head and whispered to Jia Nanxun.

Jia Nanxun nodded and didn't say anything, and returned to his original position.

The return of Wang Mou and the others to the sect was naturally a grand welcome ceremony, and all the elders came to attend, and they all showed their appreciation for Wang Mou and Jia Nanxun, even though they didn't know the strength of these two people before.

The grand welcome ceremony began in the morning and ended in the evening, and Wang Mou also returned to his long-lost hut to close his eyes and recuperate, and stayed until the third watch at night, when a knock sounded on the door outside the house on time.

Wang Mou opened the door, and it was Jia Nanxun who realized the appointment.

"Brother Wang, didn't you say something was wrong?" Jia Nanxun asked as he stood at the door.

Wang Mou waved his hand to signal Jia Nanxun to come in and speak, and looked left and right to see that there was no one outside the house, and then closed the door.

"Brother Wang, how mysterious is the whole thing, you can say anything you want. Jia Nanxun asked curiously.

Wang Mou's face was solemn, and he said slowly: "Brother Jia, we are also a lifelong friendship, and now I won't hide it from you, do you know who I am?"

"Who? Are you still the Silver Mask Dharma King?" Jia Nanxun said half-jokingly.

"I'll go!, how do you know!" Wang Mou said in surprise.

"Damn! You're really! I'll just say it casually, hey, what's wrong, you actually worship your own son as a teacher, what kind of game is this? Is it a little game to enhance the friendship between father and son?" Jia Nanxun said in the same surprise.

Besides, he and I are not father and son at all, okay! Wang Mou's heart was full of helplessness, and he constantly doubted the correctness of making Jia Nanxun a friend.

(To be continued)