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

Unbelievable gazes turned to Zhou Dao, and then swept the flesh and blood all over the ground, beyond shock.

Just now, they were still questioning Zhou Dao's strength and cursing the shady scene of this [Monster Hunting Festival].

After all, this kid who came out of nowhere just by flicking his fingers, clapping his palms, spitting... and other unimaginable means, he has achieved a record of 12 consecutive victories, and even broke the record of the black prison in one fell swoop, earning money for nothing Twelve big monsters.

If there is nothing tricky about it, it is really treating them as idiots.

From this point of view, he is a waste who has no strength but wants to show off.

However, the reversal came too suddenly.

The pride of Chiyan Rakshasa made everyone see hope. The killing methods of this big monster must be able to expose the hypocrisy of this waste.

However, the next moment, everyone was shocked.

That seemingly child's play boy unexpectedly erupted with such terrifying power, and crushed Chiyan Raksha into a puddle of flesh just by relying on his breath?

What realm is this?

What kind of power is this?

Immediately, everyone gradually regained their senses, and the contempt and numbness on their faces gradually faded away, replaced by solemnity and awe.

"My mother, this horse riding is too scary, isn't it? Chiyan Luocha is a sixth-class ancient demon bloodline, and the cultivation base of the upper-level demon was directly blasted into scum?"

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

"If you don't send it out, you will be done. It moves like the might of the sky and is infinitely mighty... This person is by no means an unknown person. Who is it?"

The duel field was completely fried, and the sound of mountains and tsunami burst out.

The battle that ended in an instant was already better than any life-and-death fight in the past.

The blood of the black prison master was ignited, and the worship of the strong has been the same since ancient times.

"He's actually a master!?" Luo Chengan stared at Zhou Dao with his eyes wide open.

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

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

By the time of the third scene, Luo Cheng'an had guessed that the man in front of him was just a liar arranged by Hei Prison Sword Lord, and he was just using such a trick to manipulate [Monster Hunting Sacrifice].

His heart was full of disdain.

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

The disdain in Luo Chengan's heart 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 in monks of the same realm.

At this moment, the way he looks at Zhou Dao has changed, and he even has a slight dodge, as if he doesn't even have the courage to look directly.

…

"This kid has grown to this point?" The boy's eyeballs almost fell out.

How many years have passed since the priest of the Dragon King? Back then, the brat who had stabbed him twice in a row, and finally had to rely on the sword pillar to wipe his ass, had unknowingly grown to the point where he could look up to him.

"Sure enough, Jianzhu saw the right person, this kid is too scary, there is no one in a million..."

"Li Zangfeng gambled his vision on the future."

Ji Le Boy couldn't help sighing that Jian Zhu was too far-sighted.

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

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

In comparison, the difference between its realm and Li Zangfeng's is too great, the difference between clouds and mud cannot be calculated.

At this moment, let alone the boy of bliss, even the other big monsters looked at each other in blank dismay, with different thoughts in their hearts.

Originally, they didn't take Zhou Dao seriously, it was just a temporary cooperation in order to survive.

After all, they are all of the blood of ancient demons, and they are so lofty in their bones that they dare not even fight. How can they look up to them?

But it is different now, Ganqing is not afraid of fighting, but really wants to keep them alive.

Otherwise, with Zhou Dao's burst of power just now, none of them can resist the big monster, and the victory or defeat is just an instant.

"Fortunately, I just listened to the words of bliss." The tyrant Xiong's eyeballs rolled around, and after a moment of fear, his gaze fell on the flesh and blood all over the ground.

Being a man or a monster, sometimes why bother to save face.

Chiyan Rakshasa was indeed quite domineering before he died, all for the glory of the ancient monster, which sounds awesome.

But what about the result? A pile of minced meat, even sweeping can't lift it up.

"You were born as a demon, so don't say hello!" All the demons sighed.

At this moment, they had no other thoughts in their hearts. The previous disdain, use, and submissiveness... were all swept away, and the eyes they looked at Zhou Dao became extremely devout.

It is the instinct of all life to follow the strong.

Just now, Zhou Dao has used practical actions to really subdue them.

"Sloppy."

Looking at the pieces of meat all over the floor, Zhou Dao was heartbroken.

Originally, he just wanted to scare Chiyan Rakshasa, but didn't intend to kill him. After all, this is an ancient monster with a sixth-class bloodline, and his strength is powerful enough to become a great help for his subordinates.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Zhou Dao really wanted to kill, he would definitely leave the whole body, otherwise how would he offer sacrifices to the Patriarch?

However, after returning from the lost cemetery, his cultivation base has improved a lot. In addition, he just refined the [Blood Demon Seed] not long ago. Although he failed to open up the world, his strength has skyrocketed a lot. For a while, I couldn't control it.

"Sin, sin!" Zhou Dao shook his head and sighed, feeling a burst of heartache.

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

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but understand.

The great and strong are waiting for their cheers and praises.

The atmosphere on the duel field reached a climax in an instant. It was as if Wang Xiaoyi booked the Zuichun Tower and invited everyone to play for free.

Seeing this, Luo Chengan's expression was gloomy, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

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 for him to subdue the thirteen monsters in an understatement like the man in front of him.

Luo Chengan seemed to be calling a curtain call, turned around and left the scene, his back was extremely lonely.

"It's over, it's over, I've bet my entire fortune."

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

"I even sold my ancestral grave, I thought I could make money..."

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

The three of them looked at each other, turned and left, and walked towards the black tower.

There is the highest place in Hell.

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

Mr. Xing Fu finally couldn't sit still, he is a master of [Break Sea Realm], he has seen more things than anyone else.

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

This peerless monster was cut into pieces in an instant, and the pieces were extremely fine, even finer than the butcher at the butcher shop in Ping'an Town.

Such a terrifying method is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary masters.

It seems to be an understatement, but in fact, his cultivation has reached the realm of perfection, and his supernatural powers have been smelted and united, and he has long been as perfect as fire.

Mr. Xingfu expected that this kid in front of him is by no means an unknown person.

If such a method is used outside, it will already be famous all over the world.

"Hey, Xing Rong, you have opened your eyes today!" Hei Prison Sword Lord grinned.

Although he had already been mentally prepared, he was still taken aback after seeing Zhou Dao's methods.

At this age, at this stage, he has not even reached half of Zhou Dao's strength.

At this moment, seeing Mr. Xing Fu so surprised, he felt comfortable, as if he had slapped the other party's face with his own hands.

It has to be said that Jian Zhu's old man's vision of seeing people is too accurate, it's almost giving him a long face.

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

"Pull your ears and listen."

The voice of Hei Prison Sword Lord suddenly rose, and today he will make a name for Zhou Dao.

"My brother is the current King Yuan, the direct disciple of Jian Zhu."

The macro sound rolled and spread throughout the entire duel arena.

For a moment, everyone became quiet, and the gazes they looked at Zhou Dao became different again.

Even though the black prison forbidden place, a group of masters live in secluded places, but they have heard of the vicious name of the current King Yuan.

This is a ruthless person, even the Taoist law enforcement team dared to kill him, and even the parents and children of the Lord of the Imperial Palace dared to kill him... As for his past achievements, they are well known all over the world.

As a result, even in this black prison, there are many loyal fans of Zhou Dao.

"My mother, I said so fiercely, he...he is actually the king of Yuan Dynasty!"

"Idol... He's my idol... I finally met a living person..."

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

After a brief silence, everyone regained their composure, and unprecedented noise erupted in the duel field again.

Seeing this, Hei Prison Sword Lord couldn't help sighing.

The Monster Hunting Festival has been held so many times, and he has never seen anyone who can arouse the atmosphere so hotly, it seems that the dome is about to be lifted.

"When Shi Yuan Wang... so he is Zhou Dao..."

Mr. Xingfu calmed down, a look of amazement welled up in his long and narrow eyes.

A few days ago, he also corresponded with Zhou Tianxuanzong's friends, and mentioned the current King Yuan who was in the limelight.

"Sure enough, there are some skills, as expected of Zhou Xuan's parent and son." Mr. Xing Fu murmured softly, and a strange color that should not be noticed flashed across his stern face.

"Xing Rong, what else can you say?" Hei Prison Sword Lord trembled.

Seeing Mr. Xing Fu's face as if he had eaten a fly, he felt extremely happy.

You know, he entered the Black Prison almost at the same time as Mr. Xingfu, 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 Hei Prison Sword Lord, of course he wants to show off and disgust the other party.

"snort!"

Mr. Xingfu grimaced and let out a cold snort, but surprisingly he didn't say much, but his eyes still stayed on Zhou Dao.

"Hahaha…"

Seeing this, Hei Prison Sword Lord smiled even more unscrupulously. In his impression, such an expression as that of Xingfu Lord is rare.

At this moment, Zhou Dao finally retreated, followed by the twelve big monsters he subdued.

"Brother, I really have you." Hei Prison Sword Lord went up to meet him and gave Zhou Dao a big hug.

Today, he really did the right thing in bringing Zhou Dao back.

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

"Thanks to my brother." Zhou Dao smiled.

This [Monster Hunting Sacrifice], he gained a lot. He got twelve big monsters for nothing, and they were all at the level of ancient monsters.

Maybe with luck, one or two demon kings will emerge in the future.

At that time, it will really be smoke from the ancestral grave, making a lot of money.

"Brother, what are you going to do with these monsters?" Hei Prison Sword Lord glanced at them and asked involuntarily.

If it were the same as before, all the monsters defeated in the Monster Hunting Festival would naturally be wiped out.

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

"Keep them all." 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 getting excited.

It could tell that each of the twelve big monsters was extraordinary, and several of them surpassed it. How could Zhou Dao let him rule?

"You are Lord Shiwang Mountain. 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 it brought tears to Ha Shiqi's eyes.

"Master, don't worry, one day, I will let the world set up the banner of Shiwang Mountain."

Ha Shiqi said firmly.

At this moment, of course it doesn't know what the name of Mount Shiwang will represent in the distant future!

"I have seen the mountain master!"

A group of great monsters were also very knowledgeable and worshiped one after another.

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

"It's easy to say, easy to say..." Ha Shiqi grinned happily.

"Brother, you have won 13 consecutive victories this time, and there are still generous rewards in the prize pool." Hei Prison Sword Lord reminded.

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

After all, he is not a black prison disciple.

"Of course." Hei Prison Sword Lord was categorical, and of course he couldn't run away for his brother's welfare.

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

"It's usually spiritual weapons, pills, exercises... or all kinds of rare treasures... The more victories you have in a row, the richer the rewards, brother, you're going to give it this time..." Hei Prison Sword Lord couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Where are you going to receive the award?" Zhou Dao couldn't wait any longer.

"Wait a little longer, it's coming soon." Hei Prison Sword Lord 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 Zhou Dao's figure that emerged from above.

"Hahaha, Jianzhu, you have trained your precious... no, it's my precious apprentice who has been trained so well, you just gave me a big gift."

The wolf's laughter resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking the void.

In the darkness, that stalwart figure pointed out.

On the duel field, floating in the void, flashing runes suddenly appeared one after another.

"The winner can get a reward, Zhou Dao, you have three choices."

A mechanical sound resounded in the duel arena.

Everyone heard the words~lightnovelpub.net~ and couldn't help being stunned.

Even Hei Prison Sword Lord has a strange look on his face. The rewards of the [Monster Hunting Festival] are all pre-determined. Never heard that there is a choice?

Next to him, Mr. Xingfu also frowned.

hum...

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

Mr. Xing Fu saw the three options clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he stood up abruptly.

"This is impossible!"

A deep roar spread throughout the duel arena.

At this moment, the expression of Hei Prison Sword Lord also became dignified.

These three options, but only the successor of the Lord of Hell are eligible to choose.

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