In the dark night, Zhou Dao rushed in, his eyes terribly cold.

It had been a long time since he was so angry as he was tonight.

Since Ha Shiqi followed him, he has been hard-working and loyal, and every day when he comes home, this guy is always the first to pounce.

In the morning, when Zhou Dao went to work, he stood at the door and watched him away.

It can be said that since entering Pingjiang City, Ha Shiqi has been with Zhou Dao for the longest time, longer than Wang Xuanzhi, Wang Xiaoyi, and Ma Yinglong combined.

Before he knew it, Zhou Dao was very accustomed to the existence of this thing, not only as a pet, but also as a very precious partner.

However, tonight, under Zhou Dao's nose, someone dared to attack his dog, and the method was so cruel.

Under the moonlight, Ha Shiqi fell in a pool of blood, his body undulating slightly, and his breath was extremely weak.

Such a tragic situation is simply irrelevant to the big dog demon who was the king of the mountain.

"Who?" Chang Long shouted.

"What did you do?" Zhou Dao said solemnly.

"Little baby, Pindao is subduing demons and demons, retreat quickly so as not to cause trouble." Chi Yabai glanced at him, looking like a fairy, and did not take Zhou Dao in his eyes.

"Subduing demons and subduing demons?" Zhou Dao sneered: "That's my dog."

"Your dog?" Chi Yabai was stunned, and then smiled: "Where did the doll come from, blowing the air, raising demons, do you know what the crime is?"

Having said that, Chi Yabai's eyes flashed fiercely, and he glared at Zhou Dao.

"If you talk nonsense again, don't blame the poor road for being ruthless."

A big dog demon with a high level of evil, this kind of existence can actually be subdued by ordinary people?

Even if he used the treasured secret talisman, Chi Yabai naturally didn't take Zhou Dao's words as true.

"Why don't you get out?" Chang Long also sneered.

"I'll get you paralyzed."

At this moment, Zhou Dao roared wildly, and the vigorous blood energy rose into the sky, burning like a real fire, burning the red dust, the terrifying blood energy wrapped around the flesh, turned into armor, and covered it in pieces.

This scene was as shocking as the sky, and Chang Long's body was shaken. He swallowed the words that had come to his mouth, his legs trembled, and his eyes almost fell out.

"Blood gas transforms into armor, real fire is like a demon... He... he is Yanjun..."

Chang Long cried out in a loud voice, and the sound was broken when he stepped on the horse.

He never dreamed that the seemingly ordinary fool in front of him would actually be the Yan Jun who killed Xiao Yuteng that day.

In other words, outside of Pingjiang City that day, the devil who almost took his life with just his soul.

"How...how could it be him...how could he be here?" Chang Long was confused.

After seeing Zhou Dao's fierceness twice, the latter has been imprinted in his bones like a demon.

Goodbye now, endless fear flooded in like a tide, and instantly dominated his body.

"It turned out to be a young master, poor..." Chi Yabai's tone softened a lot.

"Poor you are paralyzed."

Zhou Dao didn't intend to talk nonsense with him at all.

Chi Yabai's color suddenly changed, and Zhou Dao had already appeared in front of him.

"court death."

After all, Chi Yabai was a high-ranking member of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect. How could he retreat in the face of provocation from a junior?

He raised his right hand, his palm was like a big cover, and it fell suddenly, the surging blood energy was like a vortex, and the vomit changed, covering the Zhoudao Heavenly Spirit.

"Canglangliu Whirlpool!"

This inner divine art of warfare is extremely ferocious, and anyone within the range of its palms will be smashed and strangled by the vortex formed by the blood energy.

Once defeated, there will be no bones left, which is comparable to the butcher Wang's meat grinder.

"Little devil, this is the price of your arrogance." Chi Yabai said fiercely.

He made an inexorable move, and all the blood in his body fell into his palm, pressing on Zhou Dao.

rumbling...

Zhou Dao stood still, letting the strong wind press on his palm, and the terrifying strangling power impacted the [True Furnace].

In an instant, the blood energy vibrated, causing waves of ripples, like a burst of fire.

Zhou Dao Ran did not retreat, and directly resisted.

"My mother!" Chang Long's eyes widened, his legs trembling in fright.

In his long life, he has never seen anyone resisting [Canglang Liuxuan Jin] head-on.

"Old man, you dare to show off this trick in front of me?" Zhou Dao roared, his blood condensed, and turned into a fire pill, which directly broke the vortex-like blood.

Chi Yabai's complexion changed suddenly, and he flew backwards, and at the same time sacrificed a four-star talisman.

rumbling...

The talisman burned and turned into a three-headed red-haired ghost, holding a demon saber, and pounced on Zhou Dao.

"What garbage talisman?"

Zhou Dao took a step forward, and the [True Furnace] roared, and the terrifying power directly crushed the three red ghosts.

"Don't..." Chi Yabai roared sharply, he felt a strong crisis.

puff...

However, it is already too late, how domineering is the Nine Revolutions Fire Pill?

It directly tore his blood, pierced through his flesh, and the terrifying power spread along the wound. In an instant, Chi Yabai's body shattered and his bones were shattered, and he fell stiffly.

"Dead...dead!?" Chang Long looked dazed and couldn't believe it.

He thought that with Chi Yabai's strength, he could at least support him for a while, at least until he got away from here and fled back to Pingjiang City.

However, Chang Long never thought that the outcome would be in the blink of an eye.

As powerful as Chi Yabai, he didn't even survive three rounds in front of Zhou Dao, so that he didn't even have the time to escape.

"Why can't this waste be supported for a while longer."

Chang Long roared wildly in his heart, Chi Yabai, but he had no extra time to curse Chi Yabai.

Zhou Dao turned around and looked at him indifferently, his eyes were like a ghost from the underworld.

"Don't kill me, I can..." Chang Long's desire to survive broke out.

hum...

Zhou Dao didn't even look at it, and with a flick of his finger, the Jiuzhuan Fire Pill pierced Chang Long's head directly.

The voice of this genius disciple of the Ghost Sect sect stopped abruptly.

"Chang Long, the headmaster will wear a fortune-telling pattern for you. When you are twenty-three years old, you will have a big disaster. In order to avoid the disaster, follow me to Pingjiang City. When you get there, you can assist Shaoqing."

The words of the past echoed in my mind.

At the last moment, Chang Long left tears of remorse, and he still deserved the doom.

If there is no Yuan Shaoqing, he is still a high-ranking elder brother of the Ghost Sect, and he is admired by thousands of people.

That man took away his status and dignity, and in the end, he even left his life in Pingjiang City, fixed at the age of twenty-three.

"Yuan Shaoqing, you can't die! I'll take care of your eighth-generation ancestors!"

When the light returned, Chang Long used his last strength to issue the last curse in his life, and then he fell down stiffly.

At the age of twenty-three, he finally fulfilled his fate and did not survive.