I, the head of the strongest insane asylum

Chapter 64 The Golden Relic

"Why?" The childish tone became puzzled, "It's so exciting and fun to bet, why don't you play?"

"Hmph, it really is a guy with no hair at all..."

The fireball's reaction made Zhou Luo judge even more that this guy had just opened his mind and hadn't experienced much in the world.

In short, it's a fool!

Thinking of this, Zhou Luo's eyes immediately began to glow.

The originally terrifying fireball became so cute in his eyes, like a fool with a lot of money.

"If you ask me to gamble, it's not impossible..." Zhou Luo pretended to be embarrassed, "But when I was a child, I made an oath to heaven, and I will never participate in such things. If I break it..."

Mao Mao said anxiously, "Heaven's oath is a fart, if you enjoy serving my uncle Maomao, I will burn a hole in the sky for you."

"Besides, the Supreme Immortal Court has long been destroyed, and there is still a fart of heaven..."

Having said this, Maomao paused, and realized that he seemed to have said some big secret, so he immediately changed the subject and said, "Anyway, don't bet with me, don't dawdle."

"It's okay to bet, but there must be a stake."

After finishing speaking, a large pile of spiritual weapons and secret treasures surrounded by flames suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Luo's eyes, and he was dumbfounded by the mysterious and powerful fluctuations.

"These are all my treasures for many years." Maomao said arrogantly, "As long as you win the bet, you can choose any one from them."

"it is good!"

Zhou Luo immediately agreed, and said, "I can bet with you, but the method of betting is up to me."

"What fun way can you think of?"

"Just bet on winning or losing this arena."

Zhou Luo pointed at Lao Meng and the others, "These are all my patients, so let's bet on whether he can beat these phantoms, how about it?"

The fireball was quietly suspended and burned in the void, and a huge consciousness suddenly spread out.

Zhou Luo could feel that this consciousness swept over him, and then quickly swept through the entire space.

The pressure brought by this grand consciousness comes and goes quickly.

"Okay, I promise you." Huoqiu, who called himself Uncle Mao Mao, said cheerfully, "I like this method very much."

"In that case..."

Zhou Luo's eyes flickered, he pointed to the ring where Lao Meng was, and said, "This is the one I bet on to win."

Maomao said jokingly, "His opponent is a disciple of the former Supreme Immortal Court Starfall Sect, and also a member of the No. 16 team of the Killing God Army. Are you sure you can win?"

Zhou Luo's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Just bet on my people to win."

"Then I bet on you that you will lose."

"If you win, you can choose these secret treasures at will."

"But if you lose..."

Zhou Luo suddenly felt a wave of consciousness sweeping over his body again, as if some pervert was peeping at him, goose bumps all over his body.

"Looking at how poor you are, you don't have any good things." Mao Mao said disdainfully, "If you lose, you will stay with me for a year."

Come on, this is your purpose.

In normal times, Zhou Luo would definitely refuse this kind of decision to sell himself without hesitation.

This guy is not a rich woman, and she is not worthy of his prostitution.

But now, the person who gambled was his mental patient.

Zhou Luo's self-confidence swelled like never before, and said directly, "Okay, I agree."

"Hey, kid, you're doomed." Maomao said excitedly.

"That's not necessarily true." Zhou Luo showed a confident smile on his face, and turned his head to look at the ring.

……

boom!

Lao Meng confronted the phantom, and while his body was trembling, he took several steps in a row following the shaking of the spine behind him. Every step made a sound like thunder, like spring thunder exploding, the phantom immediately I was shocked and couldn't move.

Both sides are at the ninth level of the Stone Cracking Realm, and the winner or loser of the duel is often determined in an instant.

"Drink!"

Lao Meng grabbed the phantom with both hands, and the blood all over his body burst out suddenly, turning into a vortex that was constantly expanding and spinning.

Swish!

The vortex continued to expand and rise, and instantly turned into a blazing red tornado of energy and blood. With the continuous cutting of the power of energy and blood, the phantom became dimmer and dimmer.

"Star God Art, Burial Star!"

The phantom came back to his senses, the halberd in his hand traced a mysterious trajectory, piercing through the blood tornado like a meteor bombardment, and the terrifying aftermath erupted, causing the huge tornado to slow down.

However, the long halberd was tightly entangled by the qi and blood tornado, and the phantom could not be withdrawn, so it could only watch Lao Meng approach close to him.

"caught you!"

Lao Meng held the handle of the halberd with one hand, and punched Xu Ying's head hard with the other.

boom!

The phantom was directly blasted away by his punch.

Ko!

The tornado of energy and blood dissipated, and Lao Meng looked up, and a pitch-black hammer surrounded by flames fell into his hand.

"Adjust breath for 5 minutes, and start the next fight in 5 minutes."

The sound of promotion resounded in the arena. Lao Meng played with the hammer in his hand, and could feel the heavy weight of the hammer.

"This thing looks a little violent..."

For some reason, Lao Meng actually felt that he fell in love with this heavy feeling.

……

"how?"

Zhou Luo looked away, looked at Maomao and smiled.

"Wow, I'm so mad!"

The fireball became huge for a while, and shrunk to the size of a fist for a while, and Mao Mao's furious voice came, "Why is this guy so useless! I'm so mad at you!"

"Damn Xipi, sir, I can't be deceived, is this guy really a member of the Starfall Sect?"

Mao Mao is plunged into self-doubt.

The genius from ancient times was actually defeated by the native aborigines who had just recovered their aura.

Or in the case of a duel in the same realm!

Why is this blue star native so fierce?

"I said, don't you want to renege on your debt?"

Zhou Luo didn't care what this guy was thinking, he just rubbed his little hands and said, "Admit the bet, according to the rules, I can choose a secret treasure!"

"You are lucky this time."

A dozen secret treasures surrounded by fire appeared, floating in the void, waiting for Zhou Luo's choice.

These secret treasures were all so powerful that Zhou Luo fell into hesitation for a while.

"Hurry up, don't delay." Maomao urged, and at the same time smiled secretly, "Stupid mortal, with your humble vision, how can you pick out the real treasure."

Out of the dozen or so secret treasures, only a few were of the highest quality, and the rest were used as shoddy goods.

Just as Zhou Luo was hesitating, the old man's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Third from the left."

Zhou Luo heard the sound and looked over, and found that the third from the left was a broken golden stone.

"Are you sure this thing is a baby?"

"This is the eminent monk's relic, what a treasure!" Old Li's voice became hurried, wishing he could go up and pick it himself.

Zhou Luo suddenly felt certain, the old raccoon man's eyes were ghostly, and if this guy said it was a treasure, he was probably right.

"I want this!"

Zhou Luo pointed at the golden relic.

The ball of fire froze.

Maomao said in an extremely strange tone, "Are you... sure?"

"I'm sure."

There was an eerie silence on the field.