Da Zhuang is a beggar in Blood Slave City, Da Zhuang is his nickname, as a beggar, his body is definitely majestic. Because of this, as an honest beggar, Da Zhuang can live to this day. He was so poor that he couldn't even enter the Blood Slave City to beg, so he could only beg for a living in the village.

In fact, with the thorn in his body, even if he has no ability, he will not embark on the road of begging, unless there is one kind of person, that is, a helpless fool.

Da Zhuang's brain is not too lively, and he vaguely remembers that he has never seen his relatives since he was a child. The dirty child beat away the bullies again and again. I also remember the first time someone gave him a bite to eat, he became a little beggar.

Later, he stayed in the border villages of the Blood Slave City, and became a beggar who was half-starved every day, watching people come and go.

One day, he saw a strange person.

He is different from the ferocity of many people, looking at him with no disgust, but a faint kindness. He was very strong, and although he didn't know what it meant to be strong, the aura on that man's body gave him an intuition that this person was stronger than everyone in the village he had ever seen.

The man, with his soothing and steady steps, walked up to him and asked him only one question, "Do you want to be king?"

"Can the king eat enough?" I don't know why, at the first moment, Da Zhuang had great faith in the person in front of him, and the ghost asked a god. It's like, what he says, it will come true.

The man sneered, looked at him with a gentler gaze, nodded slightly, and said, "There is still wine to drink!"

So, Da Zhuang followed the man, but he didn't go far. It was in the village that he lived in a decent house and had a full meal. The well-fed and well-fed Dazhuang is in good spirits, and it seems that he is becoming more and more like a king.

......

The blood domain won the king, and finally there was the first person outside the seven clans, I heard that he was still a beggar, but no one would care, and there were too many impossible things in the blood domain to become a reality.

It's just that there is one person who has to care, and the small wood in the Blood Barbarian City is like thunder. The first person who dared to provoke the majesty of the Seven Clans turned out to be on the land of the Blood Barbarian City, which made his face ugly. In a fit of rage, he sent a full hundred strong men of the Eye-Catching Period, led by eight masters of the Soul Capture Period, to kill the village of the Great Champion and the King.

Fifty miles outside the village, Qingfeng stands with a knife, the mountain is sharp, and the air is frosty.

There were one hundred and eight people in the Blood Barbarian City, and the murderous aura was like rolling up a dark cloud in the sky, and the black pressure came over. One by one, the fierce gods are vicious, and in the face of the powerful and lonely Da Zhuang King, everyone thinks it is just a joke.

"Wow, that stinky boy, get out of here!"

With a roar, one hundred and eight people rushed over, although their bodies were different, but the strength of the eye-catching period made them fly like lightning. Seeing Qingfeng blocking the road, he raised a butcher knife awkwardly.

Aomine smiled coldly, and the knife he was holding swung forward, swishing towards the crowd. Raising his head, a sharp aura suddenly appeared, and the one hundred and eight people, as if they were being watched by death, brushed their necks between the fingers of the soul harvester, and their heads suddenly shrank, and they all stopped in unison.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

One of the powerhouses in the Soul Snatching Period who took the lead, snorted coldly. In the Blood Domain, the strength of the Soul Capture Period is a well-deserved overlord. At this time, in the face of a stranger, he was fearless, and in his opinion, even if he couldn't beat him, he could make a few moves. As soon as he stepped on his feet, his eyes shot cold, his body was like lightning, and in silence, a blood-red poisonous snake appeared behind him, even more cold.

"Hmph~" As soon as he saw the assassin soul, Qingfeng suddenly sneered, this person is not comparable to the snake Wen sent by the Xuanwu clan to chase and kill him.

The confrontation between the two attracted everyone's attention.

Facing the comer, Qingfeng leaned over and rushed straight forward, his eyes were full of divine power, shrouding the blade, and his body was in a trance. In his stunned moment, the "Three Swords of the Crazy Demon" fell from the sky, and the powerful stabbing soul was useless in front of the soul shattering, and it cracked directly with a pop, and the mountain knife penetrated into his back, directly splitting his spine and bones.

The fatal scar, the blow to the soul, made the fierce powerhouse of the Soul Snatching Period not have time to snort, and fell all the way forward to his death.

Hmm, simply waving the blade and spilling blood, Aomine didn't even look behind him, and then turned to the remaining one hundred and seven people. They were closer, and Aomine's voice could be heard. "On behalf of King Da Zhuang, I am here to co-opt you!"

"A little eye, relying on the strength of the body, how can you be rampant and suffer death!"

The unexpected lore was not enough to deter these murderous blood-domain criminals, and the two powerhouses of the Soul Snatching Period directly killed them again. Chirp, with a crisp sound, two blood-colored mantis stabbing souls appeared behind the two, these two demons, originally a pair of heaven and earth twins, were taken by this pair of twins, the two joined forces, extremely powerful, and their strength was close to the gods.

Aomine was secretly vigilant, but he was not panicked.

Coming step by step, no one understands the gap between different strength levels better than him. The eye-catching supernatural powers, the soul-snatching demon souls, and the battle intent of the gods are all the keys to determining the strength of Wen Xiu. The higher the qualification, thorn text, and mediocre bloodline of literary cultivation, the later it gets, the greater the gap between it and the real Tianjiao.

And Qingfeng has already understood that his opponent is Tianjiao!

Facing the two of them, he did not retreat but advanced, and the entire nine hundred and ninety-nine figures, in an instant, covered the range of hundreds of feet, and forcibly enveloped the two mantis stabbing souls of the twins of heaven and earth.

Poof!

With two sounds, Qingfeng withdrew his knife and took a step closer to the remaining one hundred and five people. After all, they are not really strong people in the god period, and they do not have strong fighting intent and supernatural powers.

The crowd was silent, and his voice was even colder. "Serve the Great Zhuang King, first, there are inexhaustible benefits!" he said, throwing out array stones and pills all over the ground with a bang, spilling them everywhere, and the eyes of the startled people suddenly straightened. For ordinary Blood Domain Wen Xiu, it is still barren. The array stone and the elixir are not the private collections of the Seven Clans and the Blood Alliance.

Among the five leading powerhouses, the eyes of the four suddenly showed a greedy glint.

The four of them, originally the notorious four-person thieves in the Blood Barbarian City, specialized in robbing the weak of the living, and later threw themselves into Xiaomuli together, thinking of fighting to win the king. As a strong man in the Soul Capture Period of the four-person alliance, he is the core figure under Xiao Muli.

Seeing Qingfeng, who was so rich, and the finishing touch of being alone, the killing intent of the four people rose. People in the Blood Domain, no matter how many people fall on the road, there are always people who do not believe in evil.

Silently, the four of them attacked instantly.

Unexpectedly, Aomine's speed was faster than them. As soon as the four of them got started, one of them was slammed out at a faster speed, smashing into the crowd and causing a bang. The people in the blood domain are fierce, and Qingfeng is even more fierce than them.

The remaining three people suddenly felt a pang in their hearts, and their blood that had just been aroused by greed was cold. But Qingfeng didn't speak, the shadow flickered and flew, the afterimage filled the sky, the mad demon three knives, and the knives were all out of the sense of no return. If the "Demon God Swing Knife" broke bones and regenerated back then, and saw the three swords of the mad demon with such a meaning, he would also sigh that the blue is better than the blue.

The three swords of the mad demon, Qingfeng has already advanced to the extreme, but the last trace of aura is gradually realized in the blood domain. What is a mad demon, if you are not crazy, you will not live, only the will to die, the place of death, is the real mad demon three knives. Lonely souls are alone, crazy demons want to drink blood, who can compare to the fierce?

"Death~"

During the battle, Aomine suddenly let out a low shout, missed one person's lore, and wiped out the two with one knife at the cost of blood splashing on his shoulder. As soon as he turned around, the last person retreated in an instant.

"Serve the Great Zhuang, second, the invincible man without a fight. ”

At this point, many people in the crowd suddenly flashed their eyes. People who are invincible without a fight? Can they be cowardly without a fight in the face of a strong enemy? Or are they already stronger than anyone else!

Either way, it's beneficial for them.

Crush a pill and sprinkle it on the wound, and it has healed between breaths. Stretching out his arms vigorously, this scene suddenly made the hearts of many soldiers in the Blood Barbarian City move with envy.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Qingfeng continued: "Serve the Great Zhuang King, third, if you win, everyone will share the profits, and if you lose, you will rebel." ”

The three conditions are like a hammer in the hearts of everyone, whether it is trust, self-confidence, coercion, or temptation, no one in the Seven Clans has such laissez-faire conditions, and no one has such generous and simple interests. For the adventurers, they were moved.

What's more, with such a powerful guardian, how could the Great Strong King have nothing to rely on? What is risk, that is, to bet when everyone is not optimistic.

"I am willing to serve the Great Zhuang King!"

"I do, too!"

......

Soon, the crowd moved in on one side. There is the first, the second, and there is the hundredth.

The powerhouse of the Soul Capture Period who had died three brothers stood silently behind Aomine in the crowd. The remaining one hundred and two people, all of them were put into effect.

The absolute strength suppression, but the powerful interest temptation, made the power of the eighth king of the blood domain quickly formed.