Chapter 567 King Yuan Is Here! 3 Options

The bloody scene was like a volcano erupting, impacting people's nerves.

A series of unbelievable eyes were cast on Zhou Dao, and they scanned the flesh and blood on the ground. They were so shocked that they couldn't be more shocked.

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

After all, this kid who appeared out of nowhere achieved twelve consecutive victories by just snapping his fingers, clapping his hands, spitting... and other unbelievable means. He even broke the Black Prison record in one fell swoop and earned money for nothing. Twelve big monsters.

If you say there is nothing fishy in this, you are really treating them as idiots.

From this look, he looks like a loser who has no strength but wants to be in the limelight.

However, the reversal came too suddenly.

The pride of Crimson Flame Rakshasa gave everyone hope that this big monster's killing methods would definitely expose the hypocrisy of this waste.

However, the next moment, everyone was stunned.

That boy who seemed like a child's play actually burst out with such terrifying power, crushing the Red Flame Rakshasa into a puddle of flesh with just his breath?

What state is this?

What kind of power is this?

Suddenly, everyone gradually came to their senses, and the contempt and numbness on their faces gradually faded away, replaced by a look of dignity and awe.

"Oh my god, this horse riding is too scary, isn't it? The Red Flame Rakshasa is of the bloodline of a sixth-level ancient demon, and the cultivation level of a high-level demon was directly reduced to rubbish?"

"He...who is he? He looks ordinary, but he actually hides such terrifying power?"

"If you don't send it out, it will be enough. It moves like the power of heaven, and it is endless... This person is definitely not an unknown person. Who is he?"

The duel field was completely blown up, and waves of roaring sounds erupted.

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

The passion of the black prison masters was ignited, and the worship of the strong has been around since ancient times.

"He is actually a master!?" Luo Chengan stared at Zhou Dao with his eyes widened.

When he faced off against Paradise Boy for the first time, he was just surprised and confused.

When he faced off against the Tyrant Bear in the second game, he had already seen something was wrong.

By the time of the third game, Luo Chengan had already concluded that the man in front of him was just a liar arranged by the Black Prison Sword Lord, and he was just using such a little trick to manipulate the [Monster Hunting Festival].

His heart was filled with disdain.

However, just now, the aura that destroyed the heaven and earth rushed out of Zhou Dao's body.

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

It was hard for him to imagine how such overwhelming power could appear in a monk at the same level.

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

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

How many years has it been since Dragon King Priest? The kid who stabbed him twice in a row and finally had to rely on the sword pillar to wipe his butt, had unknowingly grown up to a level that he could look up to.

"Jianzhu really saw the right person, this kid is so scary, one in ten thousand..."

"Li Zangfeng has bet his sights on the future."

The blissful boy couldn't help but sigh, Jianzhu looked too far ahead.

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

After all, with its current level of cultivation, it would not notice a refining monk.

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

At this moment, not to mention the Paradise Boy, even the other great demons looked at each other with different thoughts in their hearts.

Originally, they didn't take Zhou Dao seriously, but they were just willing to give in and cooperate temporarily in order to survive.

After all, they are all of the blood of ancient demons, and they are so noble and arrogant at heart that they don't even dare to fight. How can they be attracted by them?

But things are different now. This human being is not afraid of fighting, but really wants to keep them alive.

Otherwise, with the power that Zhou Dao just burst out, no big demon among them can resist it, and the victory or defeat will only be in an instant.

"Fortunately, I just listened to Ji Le's words." The tyrant Xiong's eyes rolled around, and he was frightened for a while, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the flesh and blood on the ground.

When you are a human being and a monster, why do you need to be so shameless sometimes?

The Red Flame Rakshasa did indeed behave quite domineeringly before his death, doing everything for the glory of the ancient demon, which sounds awesome.

But what about the result? There is a pile of minced meat that cannot be swept away.

"When you are born as a monster, you must not get drunk!" the monsters sighed.

At this moment, they had no other thoughts in their minds. The previous disdain, use, and excuses... were all swept away, and their gazes towards 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.

"That's sloppy."

Zhou Dao looked at the pieces of meat on the floor and felt heartbroken.

Originally, he just wanted to scare the Red Flame Rakshasa, and did not want to actually kill it. After all, this was an ancient demon of sixth-level bloodline, and it was powerful enough to become a great help to his subordinates.

To put it bluntly, even if Zhou Dao really had murderous intentions, he would definitely have left the whole body intact. Otherwise, how could he sacrifice the ancestor?

However, after returning from the Lost Cemetery, his cultivation level 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 increased significantly. I couldn't control it for a while.

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

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

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

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

The atmosphere in the duel arena reached a climax instantly. This scene was as if Wang Xiaoyi had booked the Zuichun Tower and invited everyone to have fun for free.

When Luo Chengan saw this, his expression was gloomy and he couldn't help but feel 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, he wouldn't be able to subdue the thirteen-headed demon like the man in front of him.

As if calling a curtain call, Luo Chengan turned and left the scene, his back looking extremely lonely.

"It's over, it's over, I've staked all my fortune on it."

"I even kidnapped my wife and gave it to a dozen people... It's really over this time..."

"I even sold my ancestral graves on horseback. I thought I could repay the money..."

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

The three of them looked at each other, turned and left, heading towards the Black Tower.

That is the highest place in the Black Prison.

"Black Prison Sword Master, who is this boy you brought?"

Mr. Xing Fu finally couldn't sit still. He was a master of the [Open Sea Realm], so he naturally saw more things than anyone else.

With a thought of killing, the Qi turned into a sword... Just now, the Red Flame Rakshasa seemed to be crushed into flesh by Zhou Dao's breath. In fact, in almost an instant, Zhou Dao turned his own breath into countless sword Qi. , penetrated the Red Flame Rakshasa vertically and horizontally.

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

Such a terrifying method cannot be practiced by ordinary masters.

It seems like an understatement, but in fact, his cultivation has reached the state of transformation, and his magical powers have been melted and integrated into one, and he has already become as pure as fire.

Mr. Xing Fu was certain that the boy in front of him was definitely no unknown person.

If such a method were used to make a living outside, the evil reputation would have already spread throughout the world.

"Hey, Xingrong, your eyes are open today!" The Black Prison Sword Lord grinned.

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

At this age and state, he could not even reach half of Zhou Dao's strength.

At this moment, seeing Lord Xingfu being so surprised, he felt comfortable, as if he had slapped him in the face with his own hands.

I have to say that Mr. Jianzhu's vision of people is so accurate that he is just trying to make him look good.

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

"Pull your ears and listen."

The voice of the Black Prison Sword Lord suddenly rose, today he wanted to make Zhou Dao famous and powerful.

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

The roaring sound spread throughout the entire duel field.

For a moment, everyone fell silent, and their eyes on Zhou Dao became different again.

Even though it was difficult for many masters to escape from the forbidden area of ​​the Black Prison, they had also heard of the evil reputation of the current King Yuan.

This is a ruthless person, even the Taoist law enforcement team dares to kill him, and even the parents and children of the master of Chiling Palace dare to kill him... As for his past achievements, the whole world knows about him.

So much so that even in this dark prison, there are many loyal fans of Zhou Dao.

"Oh my god, I said it so fiercely, he...he is actually the current King Yuan!"

"Idol... He is my idol... I finally see a living person..."

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

After a brief silence, everyone calmed down, and the duel field once again erupted into unprecedented noise.

The Black Prison Sword Lord couldn't help but sigh when he saw it.

The Demon Hunting Festival has been held so many times, but he has never seen anyone able to stir up the atmosphere to such an intense level, as if the dome was about to be lifted off.

"The current King Yuan...it turns out that he is Zhou Dao..."

Lord Xingfu calmed down, and a look of surprise appeared in his narrow eyes.

A few days ago, he also corresponded with friends of Zhou Tianxuanzong and mentioned this reigning King Yuan.

"Sure enough, he has some skills. He is worthy of being the son of Zhou Xuan." Mr. Xingfu murmured softly, and a strange color that should not be noticed flashed across his stern face.

"Xingrong, what else do you have to say?" The Black Prison Sword Lord started to tremble.

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

You know, he and Mr. Xingfu entered the Black Prison at almost the same time, and later received the title of [Black Prison] at the same time.

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

Now, Zhou Dao has greatly enhanced the reputation of the Black Prison Sword Lord, so of course he wants to show off and make him feel disgusted.

"snort!"

Mr. Xing Fu had a sullen face and snorted coldly, but surprisingly he didn't say much, but his eyes still stayed on Zhou Dao.

"Hahaha……"

Seeing this, Lord Black Prison Sword smiled even more unscrupulously. In his impression, Lord Xingfu's expression was rare.

At this moment, Zhou Dao finally retreated, followed by the twelve big demons that he had surrendered.

"Brother, I really belong to you." The Black Prison Sword Master came forward 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 next to him respectfully stepped aside, not daring to show any disrespect to Zhou Dao.

"Thanks to my brother." Zhou Dao smiled.

In this [Monster Hunting Festival], he gained a lot. He got twelve big demons for nothing, and they were all ancient demons.

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

By that time, it would be like smoke rising from the ancestral graves and making a lot of money.

"Brother, what are you going to do with these monsters?" The Black Prison Sword Master glanced at them and couldn't help but ask.

If it were in the past, all the monsters defeated in 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 them all." Zhou Dao looked at Ha Shiqi: "From now on, they will all be assigned to you and stay in Shiwang Mountain."

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

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

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

Zhou Dao's tone was calm, but tears filled Ha Shiqi's eyes.

"Don't worry, Master. One day, I will let the world raise the banner of King Shiwang Mountain."

Ha Shiqi said decisively.

At this moment, of course it doesn’t know what the name of Shiwang Mountain will mean in the distant future!

"I've met the mountain owner!"

All the great demons were also very sensible and worshiped one after another.

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

"Easy to say, easy to say..." Ha Shiqi grinned with joy.

"Brother, you have achieved thirteen consecutive victories this time, and there are generous rewards in the prize pool." Black Prison Sword Lord reminded.

"Can I get it too?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but ask.

After all, he is not a disciple of the Black Prison.

"Of course." The Black Prison Sword Master was categorical. Of course, his brother's welfare cannot be compromised.

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

"Usually it's spiritual weapons, elixirs, techniques... or various rare and rare treasures... The more consecutive victories, the richer the rewards. Brother, you are going to make a fortune this time..." The Black Prison Sword Lord couldn't help but feel a little bit. Get excited.

"Where can I go to receive the award?" Zhou Dao couldn't wait any longer.

"Wait a moment, it will be here soon." The Black Prison Sword Lord smiled.

At this moment, deep in the black prison, in a mysterious void, a pair of eyes looked directly at the scene in front of him.

What appeared on it was Zhou Dao's figure.

"Hahaha, Jianzhu, you have trained your precious... no, my precious apprentice so well. You have given me a great gift."

The mad wolf's laughter resounded throughout the world, making the void tremble.

In the darkness, the stalwart figure pointed out.

On the duel field, the void floated, and flickering runes suddenly appeared.

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

A mechanical sound sounded in the duel field.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Even the Black Prison Sword Lord looks weird. The rewards for the [Monster Hunting Festival] are all decided in advance. I have never heard that there is a choice?

Next to him, Mr. Xing Fu also frowned.

Buzz…

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

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

"This is impossible!"

A low roar spread throughout the duel field.

At this moment, the Black Prison Sword Lord's expression also became solemn.

Of these three options, only the successor of the Lord of Hell is eligible to choose.