Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

"Red-eyed boy!?"

Zhou Dao's eyes widened, he couldn't help being stunned, and even Wang Xiaoyi in the stands showed a look of surprise.

Who would have thought that they could meet old acquaintances in this black prison forbidden area.

"Hahaha... It's a real life where we don't meet."

Zhou Dao smiled, and when he saw the familiar face in front of him, he couldn't help but think of the good years of Ping'an Town.

At that time, time passed very slowly, but it was quite nourishing. Every day, I went to work and went to get off work on time, never working overtime. From time to time, I brought back the corpses of the monsters in the Yuyao Division to sacrifice to the ancestors.

Occasionally encountered a few major incidents, Zhou Dao shot, but also easy to solve.

It is precisely because of the peaceful and peaceful years in Ping'an Town that Zhou Dao laid a solid foundation and accumulated a profound background.

As for the red-eyed boy, Zhou Dao was the only monster who walked out alive in Ping'an Town.

At the same time, it was also the first big monster Zhou Dao had ever seen.

The two can be regarded as acquaintances, old friends.

"Chi, your mother? My name is Bliss Boy now!" Bliss Boy roared in his heart.

He was suppressed by Li Zangfeng in Ping'an Town for 20 years. In the past 20 years, he practiced secretly, bravely and diligently, washed away the lead, and swept away the demons in his heart, and there was no dust in his eyes.

But this **** in front of him has almost become his only nightmare.

Twice in a row, when he woke up from the ban, it was this face.

The worst thing is that every time he wants to get out of trouble, he will be forced to insert the sword of ban back horizontally, and insert it twice in a row.

"Old friend, why are you here?" Zhou Dao stood still, secretly transmitting his voice.

"Of course he was caught, why are you here?" The Bliss Boy calmed down.

After all, he also had some friendship with Zhou Dao. When the Dragon King sacrificed, he used to travel thousands of miles to help and pay back the cause and effect of Ping An Town.

"I was invited to be evil." Zhou Dao said.

"..." The Bliss Boy was silent.

"Huh? Why don't they move? Fight... What's the background of this kid? You don't even know the rules, right?"

"Do it! Once the demon hunting festival begins, the winner must be determined. If you can't beat it, you will commit suicide."

"Don't stand like a fool, I've made a big bet with money."

Zhou Dao and Bliss Boy's unusual behavior caused everyone's dissatisfaction.

The outside of the duel field suddenly boiled, and a group of masters raised their gambling tickets and yelled loudly.

"Damn, I even sold the magic weapon. It's all up to this time. What's the matter with this kid?"

"Grass, I even sold my wife on the horse, so I just turned the book this time, get out of here."

"What's your name? I even sold my ancestral tomb. If Luo Chengan can't win seven consecutive victories this time, I will commit suicide."

At the corner, three masters in white armor gathered together, their eyes red.

"Jianjun, is your friend a chick? It's your first time on the battlefield?" Xing Fujun sneered.

"Xing Rong, don't speak rude words." Heiyu Jianjun shouted in a deep voice.

His brows were furrowed, and he was puzzled. Others didn't know the details of Zhou Dao, but he knew it very well.

When King Shiyuan, in terms of combat experience, he is no less than the masters of the black prison, and even more than the vast majority of people, how can he stand still on the battlefield?

In the eyes of Sword Master Black Prison, Zhou Dao at this moment is indeed abnormal.

"Hurry up." Bliss Boy looked at the scolding outside the field and gritted his teeth.

Once you enter this duel arena, the outcome will be decided, especially these monsters, they can't control their own life or death, and they are rarely able to walk out alive.

Even if they were victorious, there would still be battle after battle until they really fell.

This is the cruelty of the [Monster Hunting Festival].

"Want to live?" Suddenly, Zhou Daoyin asked.

"Nonsense, who wants to die on a horse?" Bliss Boy gritted his teeth.

However, rules are rules, and he doesn't think the current Zhou Dao can control the rules of the Black Prison.

This is the forbidden place of black hell!

"As long as you listen to me..." Zhou Dao smiled.

Heiyu Jianjun just said that if human beings win, they can have the **** of monsters, regardless of life or death.

However, the black prison disciples, out of honor and identity, usually choose to kill the monsters on the spot, to stimulate the audience's most primitive desires with dazzling blood.

"Listen to you!?"

Zhou Dao's voice entered the mind of Bliss Boy, and the tender and tender face gradually filled with a strange expression.

At this moment, Zhou Dao moved.

His actions immediately caught everyone's attention.

"Finally do it, hurry up, kill him."

Outside the duel arena, everyone is boiling, looking forward to a **** life and death contest.

In the box, Xing Fujun couldn't help but straighten up and looked at the duel arena. He wanted to see what kind of person he could bring back with an exception by the Black Prison Swordsman.

call……

Suddenly, Zhou Dao stepped out and appeared in front of the Bliss boy like a gust of wind.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhou Dao raised his hand and his head collapsed, playing it on the forehead of Bliss Boy.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the air on the duel field seemed to condense, and everyone showed an incredible look.

"Finger-flicking? What is riding a horse?"

Everyone looked at each other, Nuoda's duel field fell into deadly silence, and the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

However, an even more incredible scene appeared.

After being sluggish for three seconds, the Bliss boy suddenly covered his head and screamed, and the whole person flew out.

"My head... What kind of supernatural power are you?" The Bliss Boy shouted pompously and sternly.

He fell heavily on the ground and never got up again.

"Bliss Boy, lose!"

A mechanical voice resounded on the duel arena, announcing the result of the battle.

There was silence in the duel arena of Nuoda, and everyone's eyes widened, as if they didn't realize what had just happened.

There are no fierce battles, no **** fights, or even fancy magic tricks.

Just a brain crash, the game is over?

"What is this riding on a horse? What is this?"

A master of the Guiyuan Realm stood up, as if he had seen a ghost on a horse.

Since the existence of the Black Prison, such an outrageous thing has never happened in this dueling arena.

"Black Prison Swordsman!"

Xingfu-Jun's complexion was slightly dark, and his sharp eyes were cast over,

The Demon Hunting Festival is a battlefield for the real slaying and slaying of demons. The battle ended with a brain break. Who would believe it if they said that there was nothing tricky in it?

"Xing Rong, why are you looking at me? It has nothing to do with me."

Heiyu Jianjun was also confused. He was very curious as to how Zhou Dao achieved this seemingly unintentional battle.

"Could it be that Jianzhu's old man has really been enlightened, and the apprentices he has taught are so unfathomable?" Heiyu Jianjun muttered in his heart, and Jianzhu Li Zangfeng's stalwart figure appeared in his mind.

For such an incredible victory, he can only attribute it to Li Zangfeng being too defiant, his followers are well-mannered, and the methods he imparted are just in case the secrets cannot be seen by ordinary people.

"How did he do that?"

Next to him, Luo Chengan showed a suspicious look. He won five games in a row. He knew the horror of these monsters.

Just when he was puzzled, Zhou Dao slowly walked to the Bliss Boy.

"Stay by your side."

"okay!"

Bliss Boy stood up, patted the dust on his body, and walked to the side very obediently.

"This……"

Everyone looked at each other, but no one said a word. According to the rules, no matter whether the monster lives or dies, the control right belongs to the winner.

In other words, at the moment, Bliss Boys are already exclusive to Zhou Dao.

"Next time, Tyrant Bear!"

The mechanical voice sounded again, the gate on the wall slammed open, and a huge grizzly came out, with a strong demonic energy, and every step it took, the ground shook.

Tyrant bear, ancient demon blood, ranked seventh.

It is rumored that this bloodline was born in the mountains and rivers of the earth. As long as they are in the mountains, they can obtain endless power. Once the flesh crown on their heads grows nine petals, they can choose any mountain range to protect them and match them.

The mountains and rivers are immortal, and they can recover even if they are severely injured.

rumbling...

The tyrant bear stepped out one step, and the entire dueling field was shaking. The ground was like a piece of paper, and cracks appeared.

This ancient demon is known for its strength.

At this moment, the tyrant bear stared angrily, and his scarlet eyes were looking for the enemy in the field.

Since it was his turn to appear, it was said that the Bliss Boys who had appeared before this had completely finished playing.

He knew that if he didn't do his best, he would definitely follow in the footsteps of the Bliss Boy.

But at this moment, the tyrant Xiong's huge body trembled violently, and his face was suspicious, revealing an unbelievable look.

In the corner, the Bliss Boy greeted it intact.

"What's the situation? Not dead?" Tyrant Xiong's face was full of suspicion.

It stands to reason that if the monster is defeated, it will be beheaded, but if it is not defeated, how can it be its turn to appear.

"Stupid bear, if you want to survive, you will lose to this human."

Suddenly, Bliss Boy's voice resounded in Tyrant Bear's mind.

"Losing to him?" Tyrant Bear's brain was a little bit useless.

"Nonsense, is it possible that you still want to defeat him, and then be beaten to death by others?" Bliss Boy said.

When the tyrant Xiong heard the words, he showed a sudden look, and his gaze towards Zhou Dao changed instantly.

It looked like Wang Xiaoyi was visiting Zuichunlou. When he was exhausted, he brought blue pills next to him.

rumbling...

At this moment, Zhou Dao moved.

The atmosphere in the dueling field became tense again, and everyone's eyes widened, watching the fierce battle that was about to break out.

Everyone knows that once the tyrant bear enters the combat mode, its madness is almost endless.

hum...

Suddenly, Zhou Dao stepped out and flashed in front of Tyrant Bear. He raised his hand and gave him a big pocket.

After hesitating for three seconds, the tyrant bear covered his old face, let out a shrill scream, and his huge body flew out.

"Human...you are amazing..."

The voice fell, and the tyrant bear lay straight on the ground, like a dead dog, no longer moving.

"Tyrant Bear, lose!"

The mechanical voice resounded again on the duel arena, announcing the result of the battle.

The air in the arena was quiet again.

"What... what do you mean? What do you mean by playing here? What do you mean by riding a horse?"

Everyone was stunned, and slapped the tyrant bear to fly? Still hesitating for three seconds on the horse?

This is too fake, who is it for? ?

"Shadow, this horse is shady, where did this kid come from?"

Immediately, the duel field erupted, and all the masters waved their gambling tickets in indignation.

"Sword Lord Black Prison, where did this kid come from?"

Xingfu Jun couldn't stand it any longer, and his cold eyes turned to Heiyu Jianjun, and asked in a deep voice.

"Uh...Actually, I'm not very familiar with him either."

Heiyu Jianjun pouted, to be honest, he didn't know how Zhou Dao did it, and he was able to make this rebellious big monster cooperate with him like this.

But the fact is that he has won two straight.

"Go back to the side." Zhou Dao walked to Tyrant Bear's side and kicked.

"okay."

Tyrant Bear struggled to get up, as if he had fallen asleep, and obediently stood beside the Bliss Boy.

Zhou Dao grinned and was in a good mood.

Now two big demons have entered the account. This is the bloodline of the ancient demon, the upper realm big demon, and the rare combat power is more terrifying than the ordinary Astral Realm.

This time, Zhou Dao did not intend to make sacrifices. He wanted to take this opportunity to expand his strength and form a team of big demons.

After all, it is too slow to cultivate masters on his own. Now he only has Wang Xiaoyi, Ha Shiqi, Wang Xuanzhi, and Ma Yinglong who have reached the stage of ascension. How could it be easier than these on-site masters?

"Next game, Golden-winged Pengbird!"

The gate opened, and a big demon appeared, and the demonic energy was soaring into the sky, condensed like a canopy.

The bloodline of this big demon is even more terrifying, it has reached the sixth level, and its strength is far more than that of the tyrant bear.

It was about to shoot when it saw the Tyrant Bear and the Bliss Boy in the corner, and was instantly stunned.

After a brief eye contact, Garuda smiled.

Sure enough, as everyone expected, Zhou Dao walked in front of it, just took a breath, and knocked it flying, the method was so strange that people even wondered if he was dreaming.

Since the establishment of the Black Prison, such horrific things have never happened.

In this way, Zhou Dao kept winning streaks, and there were more and more big monsters behind him, and there were already twelve in a blink of an eye.

"Twelve consecutive victories...Fuck, does this count as a horse?"

Everyone has been numb, and the 12-game winning streak has already broken the record.

Looking at Zhou Dao's back, those big demons looked like they were riding a horse on vacation, and the stone king spirit monkey was actually catching lice on the golden-winged Peng bird next to him.

"Junior Black Prison, you are simply blaspheming the Demon Hunting Festival." Xingfu Jun couldn't bear it anymore.

This is simply outrageous **** open the door to outrageous, outrageous home.

He had never seen such a brazen person in his life, who came to this sacred duel arena? All of a sudden, twelve big demons were smashed away.

That's all ancient demon blood.

The Black Prison Swordsman turned a deaf ear and pretended not to hear.

Heaven and earth conscience, he opposed Zhou Dao from the beginning.

"Shadow, this shameless person, who dares to play without strength, this is pure shady."

On the duel arena, there were shouts and curses, and in the corner, the three masters in white armor called their fathers and mothers.

"Next game, Chiyan Rakshasa!"

Suddenly, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded, and all the twelve big demons changed their faces and looked at the gate.

Chiyan Rakshasa, that is the strongest existence among them, and the last big monster today.

Its bloodline level has reached the fifth level.

rumbling...

The gate opened, and a red flame shot up into the sky, almost engulfing the entire dueling arena.

The terrifying heat wave impacted the formation around the duel arena, and the runes flashed, showing the violent fluctuation of this destruction.

In an instant, the entire dueling field seemed to have turned into purgatory.

In the scorching fire, a humanoid creature came out, with red hair scattered, dressed in flames, with a skeleton hanging from its neck, and its whole body was covered with strange totems.

"Red Flame Rakshasa... This is the legendary ancient demon..." Zhou Dao murmured.

According to legend, Chiyan Rakshasa is the bloodline of the mythical [Rakshasa].

hum...

The red flames scorched, swallowing the earth.

The terrifying figure walked over, as if watching, he glanced at the twelve monsters in the corner, and instantly revealed a mocking look.

"waste!"

Chiyan Rakshasa directly chose to ignore the voice transmission of the monsters.

"I am the blood of the ancient demon, how can I surrender to the mere humans in order to survive..."

The Chiyan Rakshasa roared in the sky, and the terrifying sound was like a mighty thunder, which shook the surrounding runes.

"Huh? Don't act anymore?" Seeing this, everyone was surprised.

"Hahaha, you screwed up, this brazen person didn't expect to meet Chi Yan Rakshasa."

"Finally there is something that doesn't cooperate, take out the pride of the ancient demon and kill this kid."

Outside the duel arena, it boiled again, and everyone's eyes seemed to be lit up, and they shone with splendor again.

This scene ~www.readwn.com~ made Zhou Dao feel a little surprised.

"Oh? Don't you want to live?" Zhou Dao asked.

Chiyan Rakshasa looked at Zhou Dao disdainfully, showing a sneering look: "If you kill you, you can still live."

As he spoke, Chiyan Rakshasa stepped out in one step, turned into Hokage, and killed Zhou Dao directly.

"as you wish!"

rumbling...

Under the eyes of the public, a terrifying aura rose from Zhou Dao's body into the sky. The brilliance was as mighty as the sky, and the inexhaustible rage was like thunder. The terrifying aura directly crushed and shattered the entire dueling arena.

The Chiyan Rakshasa suddenly changed color, the surrounding flames extinguished instantly, and the overwhelming breath directly pressed it into a pool of flesh.

"This……"

There was silence on the duel arena, and everyone was completely shocked by the scene in front of them, and they could only hear their own rapid breathing in a trance.