Xing Fujun could no longer bear to watch and cast a cold gaze on Black Prison Sword Monarch, asking in a deep voice.
"Uh... actually, I'm not very close with him."
Black Prison Sword Monarch curled his lips, to tell the truth, he had no idea how Zhou Dao managed it, but somehow, he had gotten these unruly Great Demons to cooperate with him so well.
But the fact was just so, he had already secured two consecutive victories.
"Move aside," Zhou Dao walked over to Tyrant Bear and gave it a kick.
"Alrighty."
Tyrant Bear struggled to its feet as though it had just woken from a sleep and obediently sat down next to Bliss Child.
Zhou Dao grinned, in an excellent mood.
Now he already had two Great Demons in the bag. These were creatures with Ancient Demon Bloodlines, Upper Realm Great Demons, representing rare combat strength, even more fearsome than the average Gang Formation Realm.