The **** scene was like a volcanic eruption, hitting people's nerves.

Unbelievable gazes cast on Zhou Dao and swept away the flesh and blood on the ground, shocking beyond measure.

Just now, they were still questioning Zhou Dao's strength and scolding the shady scene of this demon hunting festival.

After all, this kid who came out of nowhere just by flicking his fingers, clapping his palms, spitting, etc., has achieved a 12-game winning streak, and even broke the black prison record in one fell swoop, earning it in vain. Twelve monsters.

If it is said that there is nothing tricky in it, it is really treating them as idiots.

This looks like a piece of trash who has no strength, but wants to show off.

However, the reversal came too suddenly.

The pride of Chiyan Rakshasa gave everyone hope, and the killing method of this big monster will definitely expose the hypocrisy of this waste.

However, the next moment, everyone was stunned.

That seemingly child's play kid actually burst out with such terrifying power, and just relying on his breath, he pressed the Chiyan Rakshasa into a puddle of flesh?

What is this realm?

What kind of power is this?

Immediately, everyone gradually recovered, and the contempt and numbness on their faces gradually subsided, replaced by a touch of solemnity and awe.

"My mother, this is too terrifying to ride a horse. Chiyan Rakshasa is the bloodline of the sixth-class ancient demon, and the cultivation of the upper realm demon was directly smashed into slag?"

"He... Who the **** is he? He looks unremarkable, but hides such terrifying power?"

"If you don't make it, it's already gone. It moves like the might of the sky, and it is infinite... This person is by no means unknown. Who is it?"

The dueling field was completely fried, and the sound of the mountains and the tsunami broke out.

The battle that ended in an instant had already surpassed any previous life-and-death struggle.

The blood of the black prison masters ignited, and the worship of the strong has been true since ancient times.

"He turned out to be a master!?" Luo Chengan's eyes widened, staring at Zhou Dao.

In the first match against the Bliss Boys, he was only surprised.

In the second match against Tyrant Bear, he had already seen that something was wrong.

By the time of the third game, Luo Chengan had already guessed that the man in front of him was just a liar arranged by the Black Prison Swordsman, who was just using such a little trick to manipulate the Demon Hunting Festival.

His heart was full of disdain.

However, just now, the destructive aura rushed out of Zhou Dao's body.

Luo Chengan's inner disdain was completely shattered, and an unprecedented feeling rose in his heart, panic, helplessness, fear...even despair.

It was hard for him to imagine how such overwhelming power could appear on a monk of the same realm.

At this moment, the way he looked at Zhou Dao changed, and there was a slight evasion, as if he didn't even have the courage to look directly.

...

"This kid has actually grown to this point?" Bliss Boy's eyes were about to fall out.

How many years have passed since the Dragon King Priest? The kid who stabbed him twice in a row back then had to rely on the sword pillar to wipe his **** in the end had grown up to a level that made him look up without noticing it.

"Jianzhu really did not see the wrong person, this kid is too scary, there is no one in a million..."

"Li Zangfeng bet his vision on the future."

The Bliss Boy couldn't help but sigh that Jianzhu was looking too far.

When it was in Ping'an Town, it thought Zhou Dao was good, but it was only good.

After all, with its cultivation base at that time, it would not have noticed a cultivator in the cultivation realm.

In contrast, its realm is too different from that of Li Zangfeng. The difference between clouds and mud cannot be calculated.

At this moment, let alone the blissful boy, even the other big demons looked at each other in dismay, and had a different idea in their hearts.

Originally, they didn't put Zhou Dao in their eyes, but just to survive, to give up the snake and cooperate temporarily.

After all, they are all from the blood of ancient demons, and they are human beings who are arrogant and mad, and dare not even fight, how can they be admired by them?

But now it's different, the human beings dare not be afraid of fighting, they really want to keep them alive.

Otherwise, with the power that Zhou Dao had just burst out, there is no big monster among them that can resist, and the outcome is just an instant.

"Fortunately, I just heard the words of Bliss." The tyrant Xiong rolled his eyes, and after a while of fear, his eyes could not help but fall on the flesh and blood on the ground.

Being a human being and a demon, sometimes why do you have to be so face.

Chiyan Rakshasa did show quite domineering before his death, all for the glory of the ancient demon, it sounded awesome.

But the result? A pile of minced meat can't be swept up.

"Born to be a demon, don't say hi!" The demons sighed.

At this moment, they have no other thoughts in their hearts. The previous disdain, use, and condescension... all swept away, and the eyes that looked at Zhou Dao became extremely pious.

Following the strong is the instinct of all life.

Just now, Zhou Dao has used practical actions to truly conquer them.

"Sloppy."

Zhou Dao looked at the shredded meat all over the ground and was heartbroken.

Originally, he just wanted to scare Chiyan Rakshasa, but didn't really want to kill it. After all, this is an ancient monster with a sixth-class bloodline, powerful enough to be a great help for his subordinates.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Zhou Dao was really motivated to kill, he would definitely leave the whole body behind. Otherwise, how would he sacrifice his ancestors?

However, after returning from the lost cemetery, his cultivation has improved a lot. In addition, he has just refined the blood demon species not long ago. Although he failed to open up the world, his power has skyrocketed a lot. Couldn't control it.

"Sin, sin!" Zhou Dao shook his head and sighed, feeling a pain in his flesh.

He stood in the middle of the dueling arena, unable to recover from self-blame and regret for a long time.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but understand.

The great strong are waiting for their cheers and praises.

The atmosphere in the dueling field instantly reached a **, and these scenes were as if Wang Xiaoyi had wrapped up the Zuichunlou and invited everyone to play for free.

When Luo Chengan saw this, his expression was sad, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Originally, tonight's glory should belong to him, after all, he has won five consecutive victories.

But...forget it...

If it were him, it would be impossible to subdue the thirteen monsters in a lighthearted manner like the man in front of him.

Luo Chengan turned around and left the stage as if it were a curtain call, with a very lonely back. "It's over, it's over, I bet all my net worth."

"I even bet on my wife, and bet on more than a dozen people... This time it's really over..."

"I even sold my ancestral graves on horseback, I thought I could turn over the book..."

Out of the corner, three masters in white armor hugged and cried. Luo Chengan exited the stage, and their dreams were shattered.

The three looked at each other, turned to leave, and walked towards the black tower.

There is the highest place in the black prison.

"Sword Lord Black Prison, who is this kid you brought?"

Xing Fujun finally couldn't sit still. He is a master of the sea opening realm, and he has seen more things than anyone else.

With a thought of killing, Qi turned into a sword... Just now, the Chiyan Rakshasa seemed to be pressed into flesh by Zhou Dao's breath, but in fact, in an instant, Zhou Dao turned his breath into countless sword breaths. , runs through the Red Flame Rakshasa vertically and horizontally.

This peerless monster was cut into pieces in an instant.

Such a terrifying method is by no means an ordinary expert can practice.

It seems to be an understatement, but in fact, the cultivation base has reached the realm of transformation, and the fusion of magical powers has long been as pure as fire.

Xing Fujun expected that the boy in front of him was by no means unknown.

If such a method is used outside, the vicious name has already spread all over the world.

"Hey, Xing Rong, you've opened your eyes today!" Heiyu Jianjun grinned.

Although he was already mentally prepared, he was still surprised after seeing Zhou Dao's methods.

At this age and at this level, he couldn't even reach half of Zhou Dao's strength.

Gu 馐/span> At this moment, seeing Xing Fujun so surprised, he felt comfortable, as if he had slapped the opponent in the face with his own hands.

I have to say that Jian Zhu's old man's eyesight is too accurate, he is simply giving him a long face.

"Who the **** is this kid?" Xing Fujun gritted his teeth and asked.

"Pull your ears and listen."

The voice of Sword Master Black Prison suddenly rose, and today he is going to make a name for Zhou Dao.

"My brother is the direct disciple of King Shiyuan and Jianzhu."

The sound of Hongyin rolled and spread throughout the entire arena.

For a while, everyone was quiet, and the gazes looking at Zhou Dao became different again.

Although the black prison is forbidden, all the masters are hard to come out, but they have also heard the fierce name of the Shi Yuan Wang.

This is a ruthless man, the Daomen law enforcement team dares to kill, and the parents and sons of the imperial palace master dare to slaughter... As for his past achievements, the world knows it.

So, even in this black prison, there are many thoughtful and loyal fans.

"My mother, I said so fiercely, he... he turned out to be King Shiyuan!"

"Idol...he's my idol...I finally saw a living person..."

"He is the King of Yuan... I heard that the ancestral tombs of Longhu Mountain were stolen by him..."

After a short silence, everyone recovered, and the duel field erupted with unprecedented noise again.

Heiyu Jianjun saw in his eyes, and could not help but sigh.

The Demon Hunting Festival has been held so many times, and he has never seen anyone who can stir up the atmosphere so hot that the dome seems to be about to be lifted.

"When King Shiyuan... So he is Zhou Dao..."

Xing Fu-Jun calmed down, and there was a sudden look in his long and narrow eyes.

A few days ago, he also communicated with a friend of Zhou Tianxuanzong, and mentioned the limelight as King Shiyuan.

"Sure enough, there are some doorways, worthy of being Zhou Xuan's family." Xing Fujun murmured softly, and a strange color flashed on his stern face.

"Xing Rong, what else do you have to say?" Heiyu Jianjun shook.

Looking at Xing Fujun's face as if he had eaten a fly, he felt extremely happy.

You know, he and Xing Fujun entered the black prison almost at the same time, and later obtained the title of black prison at the same time.

The two are both colleagues and competitors, fighting endlessly along the way.

Now, Zhou Dao has greatly raised the face of the Black Prison Swordsman. Of course, he has to show off and disgust the other party.

"Humph!"

Xing Fujun sullenly snorted, but surprisingly did not say much, but his eyes still stayed on Zhou Dao.

"Hahaha……"

Seeing this, Heiyu Jianjun laughed even more unscrupulously. In his impression, Xingfu-jun's expression was rare.

At this moment, Zhou Dao finally retreated, followed by the twelve monsters who had been subdued by him.

"Brother, I really do have you." Sword Master Heiyu greeted him and gave Zhou Dao a big hug.

Today, he really brought Zhou Dao back.

At this moment, even Li Tunan, who was next to him, stepped aside respectfully, daring not to be disrespectful to Zhou Dao.

"Thanks to my brother." Zhou Dao smiled.

This time, he gained a lot from the Monster Hunting Festival. He won twelve big monsters for nothing, and they were all ancient monsters.

Maybe with good luck, there will be one or two demon kings in the future.

At that time, it was really a smoke from the ancestral grave, and it made a lot of money.

"Brother, what are you going to do with these monsters?" Heiyu Jianjun glanced and asked.

If it was changed to the past, the monsters that were defeated at the Monster Hunting Festival would naturally be wiped out.

However, today's protagonist is Zhou Dao, and only he has the power of life and death.

"Keep all of them." Zhou Dao looked at Ha Shiqi: "From now on, they will all be allocated by you and stay in Shiwang Mountain."

"Master..." Ha Shiqi couldn't help but get excited.

It could see that each of these twelve great monsters was extraordinary, and there were several who surpassed it. Zhou Dao actually let him rule?

"You are Lord Shiwang, and from today onwards, they will be your team. Don't let them down, and don't let me down."

Zhou Dao's tone was flat, but tears welled up in Ha Shi Qi's eyes.

"Master, don't worry, one day, I will let the world erect the banner of my Shiwangshan."

Ha Shiqi said decisively.

At this moment, of course, it does not know what the name of Shiwangshan represents in the distant future!

"I have seen the mountain master!"

All the big demons were also very sensible and worshipped one after another.

They knew in their hearts that at this moment they were not showing their love to Ha Shiqi, but showing their loyalty to Zhou Dao.

"Good to say, good to say..." Ha Shiqi grinned, happy.

"Brother, you have won thirteen consecutive victories this time, and there are still rich rewards in the prize pool." The Sword Master of Black Prison reminded.

"Can I take it too?" Zhou Dao couldn't help asking.

He is not a black prison disciple after all.

"Of course you can." The Black Prison Swordsman is firm and firm, and of course the welfare of his brothers cannot run away.

"What reward?" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up.

"Usually it's spirit soldiers, medicinal pills, exercises... or all kinds of rare and precious treasures... The more consecutive victories, the richer the rewards. Brother, you're going to send it this time..." The Black Prison Sword Master couldn't help but feel a little bit. Look forward to it.

"Where to receive the award?" Zhou Dao couldn't wait.

"Wait a little longer, it will be here soon." Heiyu Jianjun smiled.

At this moment, in the depths of the black prison, in a mysterious void, a pair of eyes stared straight at the picture in front of him.

It was the figure of Zhou Dao that appeared on it.

"Hahaha, Jianzhu, you treat your baby... No, it's my baby apprentice who has been trained really well. It was a great gift for me."

The mad wolf's laughter resounded through the heavens and the earth, making the void tremble.

In the darkness, the stalwart figure pointed out.

On the duel arena, the void floated, and suddenly flashing runes appeared.

"The winner can be rewarded, Zhou Dao, you have three choices."

A mechanical voice sounded on the duel arena~lightnovelpub.net~ Everyone was stunned when they heard the words.

Even the Sword Master of the Black Prison has a strange look. The rewards for the Demon Hunting Festival are all set in advance. Never heard that there is still a choice?

Beside, Xing Fujun also frowned.

hum...

Suddenly, in the void, the flickering runes combined to form three paths.

Xing Fujun saw the three options clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the whole person stood up suddenly.

"This is impossible!"

A low roar spread throughout the duel arena.

At this moment, the expression of the Black Prison Swordsman also became solemn.

These three options, but only the successor of the Black Prison Lord is eligible to choose.