Chapter 1940: The Purpose of the Lord of the Monsters

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Wild forest, core land, demon lair!

The black air around the monster prophet became more and more intense, and finally a human form condensed behind him.

Lord of monsters!

"Master, you are here!"

The monster prophet was ecstatic, he didn't expect that he could really summon the master, he quickly pointed to Zhang Ziling and said: "Master, he is... poof!"

The monster prophet was only halfway through speaking when the master of the monster gave him a slap, hitting his chest hard!

boom!

The monster prophet spit out a big mouthful of blood, and the bones and blood vessels in his body burst, and the bright red blood completely stained his clothes.

Soon, the expressionless master of the monster grabbed the head of the monster prophet and began to absorb the power of the monster prophet mercilessly.

"My lord, my lord? What are you doing?"

The monster prophet didn't expect this, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted out.

"Trash, don't move."

The voice of the monster master was extremely cold, without any emotion at all.

And the monster master has the oppressive force from the bloodline on the monster prophet, so the monster prophet dare not have any resistance at all, and can only let the monster master absorb his power.

All the demons in the demon lair looked stunned. They only knew that the monster prophet summoned a person, and then he was sucked dry by his summoned object...

What is this operation?

Under the inconceivable eyes of all the monsters, the monster prophet was drained of most of his power by the monster master, his body became extremely dry, and his aura had already fallen to the holy rank, and it was still falling.

On the contrary, the aura of the monster master is getting stronger and stronger, as if he has reached the middle-level realm of Taoism!

"My lord, I, I can't do it... I beg you, spare my life!"

The monster prophet cried weakly, only fear remained on his face, he could clearly feel,

My life is passing by.

"It's interesting..." Zhang Ziling couldn't help feeling a little interested when he saw the monster master whose realm was constantly rising.

The monster he killed before was distracted and said that his purpose of spreading monsters to the mainland was to conquer the Great Desolate Continent and make the Great Desolate Continent his own territory.

In fact, Zhang Ziling still felt that what the monster master did was just a meaningless thing, so what if he ruled the world?

The Great Thousand Universe is so vast, and the Great Desolate Continent only lives in a corner. If a majestic Daoist is willing to live here, he may never be able to step into the next level, and his life will come to an end.

but……

Judging from the current behavior of the monster master, Zhang Ziling understood the calculation of the monster master.

Unleash monsters to devour the creatures on the Great Desolate Continent, let them continuously improve their strength, and then absorb them...

In the end, the main body absorbs the power of all distractions, gathers the power of all creatures in the Great Desolate Continent, and breaking through to the highest level is not a big problem.

This is actually like blood sacrifice to the entire Great Desolate Continent to enhance one's strength.

However, because the Great Wilderness Continent is too big, and there are extremely strong Daoists in the Great Wilderness Continent, the monster master cannot swallow a fat man in one bite, so he can only choose to create the race of monsters to gradually figure it out.

Ten thousand years is just a nap time for Taoist powerhouses. The monster master can use ten thousand years to create a large race in the Great Desolation Continent, which is second only to the human race and the monster race. ability.

"It seems that this guy is quite ambitious, I underestimated him."

Zhang Ziling murmured, and raised his status as a monster master in his heart a little bit, marking it as a noteworthy person.

Zhang Ziling didn't stop the monster master from devouring the monster prophet. After waiting for a long time, he saw that the monster master completely sucked the power of the monster prophet.

At this time, the monster prophet has completely turned into a mummy, without any breath of life, and there is still extreme fear on his face before he dies.

Until he died, he didn't have the courage to fight against the monster master.

Perhaps, since he was created, it has been a tragedy.

After finally getting through the weakest period, I thought I could shine under the hands of my master, but when I was at my peak, my master took him as nourishment...

It's sad to think about it.

What's even more sad is that the strength of the monster master's distraction just came is not as good as that of the monster prophet, and in the end the monster prophet can only be manipulated by the monster master.

The monster master ruthlessly threw the mummy in his hand aside, glanced around indifferently, and finally fell on Zhang Ziling, and asked, "Is it the human who forced him to summon me?"

"Oh? Are you not afraid of me?" Zhang Ziling couldn't help laughing at the indifferent attitude of the master of the monster, "That guy was able to summon me, and he must have explained my situation to Xiang. Now that I have absorbed that guy, he is no more than a god Intermediate level, where does self-confidence come from?"

"If it's just a piece of trash, how can I believe it?" The monster master looked at Zhang Ziling and sneered, "I know the only few dao poles in this wild continent. If an outside dao comes to this world, This seat will also feel it."

"The cognition in this seat does not belong to any of them."

"That is to say, the people who can threaten me are sleeping now. Although I don't know what method I used to deceive that waste, I can be sure that at most it is just a Taoist god."

"To deal with this kind of bluffing guy, I don't even have to use my strength!"

"I like the tone." Zhang Ziling smiled, his eyes full of jokes, "A confident guy is always worthy of praise."

The master of monsters did not respond to Zhang Ziling immediately. He glanced at the demons in the demon lair and said to himself: "It just so happens that the monsters in the Wanlong Empire will make some moves. I guess they will be short of something in the future." Human hands, it would be good to assimilate the demons here into monsters."

"Swallowing a Wanlong Empire will not attract much attention."

Deciding the fate of all the monsters without authorization, the monster master looked at Ziling and said, "Indigenous people, my life level is a level higher. Even if I am in the same realm as me, I am still a dog, understand?"

"I don't like Cai Cai's attitude just now. The aboriginals should behave like aboriginals. Facing the existence of high-level beings, they must be obedient."

"I will teach you this point."

As soon as the words fell, a massive amount of black energy surged out from the upper body of the monster master, turned into a giant black claw, and grabbed Zhang Ziling.

From the beginning to the end, the monster master had a condescending attitude, and he didn't treat Zhang Ziling as a human being at all.

He has been in the Great Desolation Continent for tens of thousands of years. He has seen many local secret arts in the Great Desolation Continent. He knows that there are many methods in this world that can make people burst out with power far beyond their own. He has also encountered many bluffing Taoist gods. strong.

In his opinion, Zhang Ziling was able to scare the monster prophet because of that kind of secret technique.

How can there be so many dao poles in this world?

"Be obedient and die!"

The monster master sneered, the giant claws had arrived in front of Zhang Ziling, scratching through the space!