Super Treasure Hunter

"Yeah, Ghost Rider should be familiar to you, right? We are all top geniuses in our respective time and space to be able to win tens of thousands of games in the land of purgatory." Tiger Head said with a very proud smile.

Thinking quickly in the center of Zhou, this place of purgatory is definitely a super scary existence! From what we have seen so far, this purgatory land may exist in multiple dimensions. They select the genius children of their respective dimensions, and those who have won thousands of games in a row can enter the space seal and come here.

It’s just mid-week that I don’t understand why the land of Purgatory is so arduous, what are they doing to gather people who have won thousands of games here? What is the purpose?

In the middle of the week, he asked Hutou, "Brother, what are we doing here? Will the Purgatory Land arrange things for us?"

Hutou smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, this place of purgatory is actually an intermediary, not a directly managed organization. Here you can receive many tasks and find what you want. It can be said that here, you can Do whatever you want without any constraints."

"Then what the **** are we here for?" Mid-Zhou still didn't understand, is there anything special about this Fourth Heaven? Why do people who have won 10,000 consecutive victories come here?

"This...actually I don't know." Hutou said with a very bachelor appearance.

I'm speechless in the middle of the week, you don't know after a long time, what kind of senior are you pretending to be here?

"Well, since there is no purpose in coming here, then I will go back." He greeted in the middle of the week, and then walked towards the courtyard, planning to return to the Purple Thunder Sanctuary.

Hutou looked at Zhou Zhong's back, smiled and shook his head, and then walked down the mountain.

I returned from the altar to the demon castle in the middle of the week. I felt a lot more at ease. It seems that this altar can be shuttled back and forth. I am really afraid that after the middle of the week, I will not be able to return. It's cold.

After I came back, I hesitated in midweek. This altar could go to another place in midweek, but I don’t know what the opposite is in midweek. It may be the earth. It is still occupied by the Seven Great Sects. If it suddenly passes, it may be attacked, so I didn't bother to watch it midweek.

Come out of the devil's castle and return to the inn in the middle of the week.

In the depths of Purgatory, the burly man who had seen midweek in the main hall jumped into the boiling magma and reached the bottom of the magma. There is a huge palace here, surrounded by fiery lava.

On the golden bench of the palace, half-lying and half-sitting a woman with an extremely enchanting figure.

The woman wore a golden mask and covered half of her face. Although she couldn't see the whole picture, the exposed half of her face was extremely coquettish and beautiful, especially her eyes, as if full of magic.

A woman wears a gold-blue long dress, very exposed, arms, shoulders, abdomen, and long legs are all exposed to the air. No man can resist such a **** figure.

Behind the woman stood a man and a woman, both wearing masks. The man was a hideous beast with a horn. The woman also wears a half-face mask. Although her appearance cannot be compared with the sitting woman, she is also very beautiful.

"See the Lord!"

The burly man knelt on one knee, paying respect to the woman on the bench.

If he saw all this in the middle of the week, he would be very surprised. He always thought this burly man was the master of Purgatory.

The woman's voice said lazily: "Get up, how are things going?"

The burly man whispered: "Back to the Lord, I have already been to the Heavenly Fantasy Continent in midweek."

"You did a good job, secretly guarding him, and guaranteeing his life before he can fully handle the affairs of the Purple Thunder Sanctuary." The woman said appreciatively.

"Yes!" The burly man slyly responded, and then turned and left.

The woman stood up from the bench, her **** figure was completely exposed to the air, raised her head and looked at the billowing magma above, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

He returned to the inn in the middle of the week. Han Li and the others were waiting in the inn for the middle of the week. They were all relieved to see that they were back safely in the middle of the week.

"Brother Zhou, have you seen the master of the Purgatory Land?" Yuan Xinglie asked all of them curiously.

In the past few months, several of them have also experienced in the land of purgatory, playing hundreds of games, large and small, and the results are also very good. Yuan Xinglie currently wins three hundred and loses ten. Wei Shan won two hundred and seventy and lost twelve.

Zhuo Yaoyao won seventy-three and lost five.

Therefore, the three of them are also very curious about the power of Purgatory. It is definitely not simple to be able to control such a large force.

Zhou Zhong shook his head and said, "I saw it, but wearing a mask, so it's no different from not seeing it."

｝K02F

"This land of purgatory is really mysterious." I heard that even the masters of the land of purgatory were wearing masks. Several people were very surprised, and at the same time they became more curious about the land of purgatory.

At this time, two old men walked in outside the yard and saw their eyes shine brightly before Zhou Zhong, and stood up with Han Li.

"You can be regarded as showing up." Zhou Zhong said with a smile.

The old man Bingling laughed, looked up and down in the middle of the week, without speaking, but the smile in his eyes seemed to have seen everything through.