"Hahaha... Daojun is mighty!"

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The hustle and bustle soared into the sky.

And inside the black prison, the cheers and revelry were roaring like waves.

In the central control room.

The anxious and nervous people suddenly jumped up and cheered.

The silver-haired old man's expression softened and he smiled happily: "I won... You are worthy of being a Dao Lord, unparalleled in the world!"

Feeling sincerely, the old man's heart fell back into his stomach.

In the Black Prison, everyone knows how tyrannical Dao Lord is.

But after witnessing the terrifying scene of Master Kongkong raising his hand to destroy the south gate of the Black Prison, no one was absolutely sure of this pinnacle battle.

Now seeing Chen Daojun return, the big rocks hanging in everyone's hearts have all fallen to the ground, and the crowd is excited!

Outside the prison.

Cheers and screams came like a wave.

Chen Daojun put his hands behind his back and was shrouded in bright lights. His figure was tall and straight, and his steps were neither fast nor slow.

As he moved, the halo formed by the strong light also moved with him, always shrouding him in the center of the halo.

Under the spotlight, Chen Daojun became the only focus.

However, if anyone looks closely at this moment, they will see a horrifying scene.

Chen Daojun's face was as pale as ever before. Even though his expression was indifferent, his brows still showed the domineering look of the past, but there was still a bright red blood stain at the corner of his mouth.

And on his body, his clothes were ragged, blood flowed across them, and there were horrific and oozing wounds all over his body. His skin and flesh were turned out, and in the exposed flesh and blood, you could even see pieces of muscle squirming and squeezing under the blood.

It is this tiny movement that controls blood loss and prevents excessive blood loss in a short period of time.

His footsteps seemed calm and calm, but in fact, every step he took left a footprint about half a finger deep on the ground. The footprints were bright red, with residual blood, so that wherever Chen Daojun passed along the way, a faint line of bright red blood was left behind.

Wire.

If you look carefully, you can still see a vague air flow visible to the naked eye, surrounding Chen Daojun, flowing uncontrollably.

"Old Bald Donkey has been out of the world for so many years, but his strength is getting stronger and stronger!"
Chapter completed!