Chapter 705: Destroying Mountains and Temples! Long Lost Sacrifice

"Meet the prince!"

The masters of the Demon Control Department followed Yang Kui and fell down one after another. They looked at the young man in front of them, their eyes trembled, and their hearts suddenly surged.

Looking at the world of Great Qin, there are only seven people who can be crowned kings. Who else can be so young but King Yuan! ?

"Zhou Dao!"

The seventh prince's face became extremely gloomy, as if it could form ice.

"The scar has healed and I have forgotten the pain, Lao Qi, why do you have such a short memory!?"

Zhou Dao did not dismount, but looked at the Seventh Prince with interest, with a vague smile on his lips.

In the past, there might have been a distinction between him and the seventh prince. The royal bloodline made this prince inherently higher than others.

This has nothing to do with cultivation and official position.

But now Zhou Dao is a royal title officially granted by Emperor Qin. In terms of nobleness, he is not inferior to the seventh prince, but even more so.

You know, during the three thousand years since the founding of the Qin Dynasty, there were only seven people with different surnames who were crowned kings.

As for the princes, not to mention past dynasties, in this dynasty alone, Emperor Qin had nine princes, not counting those who died in infancy.

It can be said that when facing the prince today, Zhou Dao's back is not generally tough.

"Prince Yuan, you are actually here." The seventh prince's voice was heavy, with a cold light in his eyes.

"Old Seven, you may have been locked up in the Sin Palace for too long. The land you are standing on now is my king's fiefdom." Zhou Dao chuckled.

"You..." The seventh prince was so angry that he almost had an attack.

At the beginning, he had an affair with Zhou Dao because of the Dragon Qi incident in Great Qin. In the end, he was punished by Emperor Qin and imprisoned in the Palace of Sin for half a year.

Now that Zhou Dao is bringing up old things again, it is simply exposing his scars.

"Lao Qi, as a prince, you dare to rob our Demon Control Department's things. This is like a toad jumping into a manure pit."

"What do you mean?" the seventh prince asked subconsciously.

"How dare you speak!?"

"How dare you say this to His Highness..."

Next to the Seventh Prince, a strong man roared loudly. His voice was as loud as a galloping bull. He was covered in thick armor and his eyes were wide with anger.

Buzz…

Before he finished speaking, the armor and stomach of the strong man suddenly exploded, wounds tore his chest apart, and his beating heart was exposed to the air.

The next moment, the strong man let out a shrill scream, and his body weighing more than 500 kilograms suddenly flew into the sky, flying towards the distant mountains like a meteorite, and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight, without a trace.

The accident happened so quickly that no one could realize what happened.

The big man who was as strong as a bear seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force. He was easily kneaded and shot into the sky with a snap of his fingers.

"Zhou Dao, how dare you attack the people around me?" The seventh prince gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with intense fear.

Xiong Tianbao was a strong man he recruited from Tianshi Dao, a master of the Dragon Gate Realm, but in front of Zhou Dao, he was worse than a dog. The opponent remained calm and calm, and he was easily suppressed with just one look. It was so terrifying that it was boundless.

"Prince Yuan...has he grown to this point?" The seventh prince screamed in his heart.

When he was fighting for the Great Qin Dragon Qi, Zhou Daocai was ready to step into the real realm.

At that time, the Seventh Prince was still able to make plans at will and use his power to overwhelm others.

How long has it been since?

Now Zhou Dao has grown into a giant that is untouchable to him. Just standing there can make him fall into endless despair.

This is the Tao realm.

This is King Yuan.

This is Zhou Dao.

"Old Qi, how dare your people refuse to worship me when they see me? Are they despising me or the court?"

Zhou Dao chuckled and glanced casually at the people behind the Seventh Prince.

Suddenly, those people's eyes dodge, and they quickly dismounted from their horses in shock and paid homage to him one after another.

"See... see King Yuan."

Everyone saluted and shouted, fearing that if they were slow, they would follow in the footsteps of Xiong Tianbao.

"you……"

The seventh prince's face turned red, his chest heaved slightly, and his lungs were about to explode.

With just two words from Zhou Dao, his subordinates all knelt down and worshiped him. They were so impotent that they simply tore off his face and left it on the ground.

"Old Qi, please go. Next time, I won't be so easy to talk to." Zhou Dao waved his hand as if he was gracious.

The Seventh Prince clenched his fists and his face looked like fried pork liver.

At this moment, he would rather Zhou Dao suppress him than be pardoned like a lost dog.

"Your Highness..." the surrounding servants reminded cautiously.

"let's go."

The seventh prince gritted his teeth, tightened the reins, turned around and left.

"This is King Yuan!"

Yang Kui knelt on the ground and looked at Zhou Dao blankly. He felt that the thin figure suddenly grew taller, like a mountain, stretching across everything, reaching the point where the sky could be touched.

In the past dynasties, who could be like King Yuan, who came from a humble background and had no power background. He suddenly emerged from the sky, worshiped the king and was granted a title, which made all the noble princes look back.

"That's awesome." Yang Kui growled in his heart.

Only such a person is worth following, and he seems to have seen the future pillar of the Demon Control Division.

"Your name is Yang Kui!?"

Zhou Dao's voice sounded leisurely, pulling Yang Kui back from his thoughts.

"Report to King Yuan, this is the villain." Yang Kui said nervously.

"Lao Ma asked you to transport this back?" Zhou Dao pointed to the iron coffin next to him.

"Yes." Yang Kui nodded.

"Well done." Zhou Dao twitched his fingers, and the iron coffin fell into his hands.

"After you go back, find Jiang Yuan. From now on, you can work for him as an errand."

As he spoke, Zhou Dao turned around and left without looking back.

When Yang Kui heard this, he couldn't help but look happy, and hurriedly bowed down and said, "Thank you so much, King Yuan, for your support."

When he raised his head, there was no trace of Zhou Dao.

"Oh my god, I really saw King Yuan...the living King Yuan..."

"It's so powerful. This is the pressure of the superior. The seventh prince doesn't even dare to fart in front of him."

"I have long heard how powerful King Yuan is. When I saw him today, his aura was so strong."

Everyone was talking a lot. They looked at the direction Zhou Daoyuan was going with their eyes shining brightly. They turned to look at Yang Kui and couldn't help but show envy.

They all knew in their hearts that Yang Kui had fallen into Zhou Dao's eyes, and from now on he would be considered a member of the Yuan Wang lineage within the Yuyao Department.

"After all, it's the smoke coming out of the ancestral graves."

Yang Kui sighed in his heart.

At the beginning of this year, he was out on errands and captured a six-tailed vixen. He stayed at the mountain temple at night and met a wandering Taoist priest.

The wandering Taoist priest said that the tombs of his ancestors were not well buried. If he moved ten feet eastward, there would be green smoke and he would meet a noble person within half a year. From then on, the future would be unimaginable.

At first, Yang Kui didn't imagine it.

However, in the middle of the night, the wandering Taoist priest randomly calculated some secrets about him, and all of them were correct.

Yang Kui's heart was completely shaken. After returning, he moved his ancestral grave.

Now that half a year has passed, it is just as the wandering Taoist priest expected.

"Don't deceive me!" Yang Kui murmured softly and bowed three more times in the direction of Yuanshi Mountain.

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The lonely moon hangs high, like the eyes of a fox, looking at the world indifferently.

The vast mountains are filled with smoke and clouds.

A towering mountain, as steep as an axe, scarlet blood spilled from the top, infecting the mountain demon.

Skeletons all over the mountains and plains are filled with a mysterious and evil aura that has not yet been extinguished.

"Demon Master, you... are you crazy... dare to destroy mountains and temples and commit treason!?"

In front of the temple, a white-robed monk shouted in a trembling voice, with fear in his eyes.

"How dare you enshrine demon tablets in a human temple? You are seeking death!" Ma Yinglong shouted fiercely, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

boom……

As soon as he finished speaking, the white-robed monk suddenly exploded into pieces and turned into blood mist. He didn't even have time to shout.

"What nonsense can you say to this bastard with a human face and an animal heart?"

Wang Xuanzhi's face was grim, and his eyes were filled with a ferocious luster, like a butcher from purgatory. He was holding a human head in his hand, his face was ferocious, and he seemed to have frozen the last horror before his death.

"A dog has forgotten what kind of dog he is. Some people don't want to be a dog, so he wants to be a dog." Wang Xuanzhi's five fingers shook, and the head in his hand was like a watermelon bursting into pieces, with scarlet splattering.

This temple enjoys the incense of human beings, but it enshrines the ranking of four demons.

According to legend, these four demons were extremely vicious. They once invaded human territory in troubled times, preyed on humans, and killed hundreds of thousands of creatures. The ferocity of their methods was simply outrageous.

Nowadays, there are actually humans enshrining demon tablets in temples.

It's like someone killed your ancestor and then came to shit on your grave.

This kind of dog can no longer be called a human being. It is completely a dog in human skin. It is ashamed of its ancestors and has no descendants. It should follow the example of its master, pull them all out, cut them into pieces, and kill everyone in the family.

Fucking 18th generation of ancestors!

"Leave this place flat!"

Ma Yinglong snapped his fingers, and red flames shot up into the sky, like red lotus karma fire, invading the world, instantly dragging this filthy place into a sea of ​​fire.

"Ma Yinglong, Wang Xuanzhi... you are here after all."

At this moment, a burst of sinister laughter suddenly sounded, echoing between heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, the demonic wind roared all over the sky, covering the entire mountain like a big net.

"Night Bat Dragon!" Wang Xuanzhi's expression changed slightly and he cried out.

In the dark clouds, a demonic figure emerged, with its wings spread out a hundred miles away. It looked like a bat, but horns grew out of its head.

"Human beings are always so impulsive. For the sake of a moment of excitement, they don't know that they have entered the realm of death."

There was a sinister laughter in the sky.

"nonsense!"

Wang Xuanzhi roared, and strange demonic patterns appeared on his body. His eyebrows cracked, and a third eye appeared. Divine light burst out, like the sun breaking through the sky, and came with a killing blow.

Rumble…

The void shook, and images of wind and thunder surged.

The demonic wind in the sky was like a furious sea, surging incessantly, but it did not even tear open a gap.

"Wang Xuanzhi, you can't break it. I have spent a lot of effort hunting you two."

Night Bat Dragon sneered, his high-pitched voice filled with murderous intent.

Since Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong came to Shiwanda Mountain, countless monsters have died in the hands of these two people.

Even its dark caves were almost destroyed.

For today, Night Bat Dragon has been planning for a long time, even at the cost of destroying the lives of the entire clan, to take out the treasure left by the ancestors.

"Hahaha, this is your burial place."

The night bat dragon laughed arrogantly, and a black iron box emerged from the sinister aura, with ancient demonic writings engraved on it. The strange carvings resembled the dark sky and the long night, revealing depth and mystery.

The moment the black iron box appeared, a terrifying pressure shook the earth and pressed against the two figures on the top of the mountain.

…

Late at night.

Yuanshi Palace, Ping An Temple.

There was an iron coffin placed in front of Zhou Dao. The lid of the coffin had been opened, and inside lay the corpse of a cat demon, which was sealed with talismans.

The realm of this cat demon is not high, only the cultivation level of a high-level demon.

In the past, this was an absolute master.

But now, in Zhou Dao's eyes, monsters of this level can only be called little monsters.

"Special!?" Zhou Dao glanced at it.

This is a three-tailed cat demon with three tails. This kind of monster is usually only born in the mountains near the swamp.

It is said that this cat demon's tail can attract the admiration of the same sex. As long as you wear it with you, all the same sex you come into contact with will fall in love with you involuntarily.

Other than that, Zhou Dao didn't see anything special about this cat demon.

"Big demon..."

Zhou Dao was thoughtful, a wisp of mana appeared on his fingertips, and it penetrated the corpse of the three-tailed cat demon like a blade.

Buzz…

Suddenly, a wave of life came from his body.

"Live!?"

Zhou Dao moved slightly and confirmed again.

The three-tailed cat demon is indeed dead, but the state of its flesh and blood is very special now. It is so finely grained that it still maintains a high level of activity.

They are dividing and growing crazily, as if they have a will of their own.

Infinite continuation is their will.

Even when Zhou Dao's magic power penetrated his body, the flesh and blood seemed to have found food, and condensed from loose individuals into one, trying to devour it.

"It turns out there is only one tail, and the body is not that big!?"

Zhou Dao looked at the description left by Ma Yinglong in the coffin and looked thoughtful.

Buzz…

Zhou Dao activated the Hunyuan mana and activated the [Cursed Sun Seal]. The dark arc light spread out, and the moment it touched the cat demon, the latter actually let out a shrill scream.

Immediately afterwards, a ferocious red flesh insect emerged from it.

Buzz…

Zhou Dao's quick eyes and quick hands imprisoned the red flesh insect.

However, at the moment of contact, the red flesh insect turned into a stream of smelly black blood and spilled out.

At the same time, the void detective began to tremble slightly, glowing with a mysterious halo.

"Yuanzu? No, it's the power of the devil." Zhou Dao's eyes lit up.

This cat demon had been baptized by the power of the devil, so it changed.

"It's really a good thing. It seems that there is a treasure hidden in Shiwanda Mountain." Zhou Dao's mind started to move.

If he is really sleepy, someone will give him a pillow. What he wants most now is the power of the devil.

"It seems it's time to leave."

Zhou Dao grinned and his eyes fell on the three-tailed cat demon.

"I'll sacrifice you first."

As he spoke, Zhou Dao flicked his finger, and a ray of blood shot out and seeped into the body of the three-tailed cat demon.

[Sacrifice a mutated cat demon and receive the reward "Black Underworld Box"]

A mechanical voice resounded in Zhou Dao's mind.

Immediately afterwards, golden light fell, and a black iron box appeared in front of him, with ancient demonic inscriptions engraved on it. The strange carvings were like the dark sky and the long night, revealing the depth and mystery!

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