Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Invincible begins with offering sacrifices to the ancestors. Chapter 205 of the body volume Like a window and a wall, he came to the courtyard.

Jiang Yuan's soul trembled, revealing a look of incomparable horror.

At this moment, he thought a lot.

When I was a child, the old man often said that some people's fire is too weak, their souls are separated from the body, and they will meet lonely ghosts who are looking for a substitute.

What's more, when encountering the yinyou of the night, the red umbrella, and the chain of ecstasy, even the cultivator can't escape the arrest.

Jiang Yuan's soul trembled, staring at the red robe.

He knew that he might have encountered a sinister situation, and subconsciously he had to turn around and return to his own body.

"How can it be so easy?" The red robe made an icy voice, the oil-paper umbrella shook gently, and a desperate suction surged in, covering Jiang Yuan.

"Don't..." Jiang Yuan roared in a low voice.

At this time, he was a divine soul, nothing and nothing, and there was no sound at all in the courtyard.

He struggled hard under the shroud of that suction.

"Little devil, your spirit is not weak." That red robe said lightly.

He stepped forward, revealing his true face, his face was like a mask on a stage, with thick oil paint, red lines on his white face, eyes like a ringed leopard, and his brows were flamboyant.

hum...

Under Chiluo's umbrella, bursts of laughter sounded, full of madness and strangeness, as if a ghostly soul wanted to take Jiang Yuan away.

"Ghost head...ghost head..."

At this moment, Jiang Yuan's soul was shocked, and he couldn't help but sound the ghost head stone sculpture in front of the building.

A ferocious and domineering aura escaped from the soul.

"Huh?" The red-robed man raised his brows, showing a look of surprise.

Just now, Jiang Yuan's spirit changed. Although it was only for a moment, it actually offset some of the suction.

"What a special kid."

Under the dark night, the red robe gave rise to interest, and the Chiluo umbrella turned gently.

Jiang Yuan screamed, and no longer had the strength to resist, so he would be absorbed and swallowed by it.

"Is there still a master like you in Pingjiang City?"

At this moment, a slow voice sounded in the courtyard.

Jiang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, only to feel that the irresistible suction suddenly disappeared. He raised his head suddenly, but saw a figure crossed in front of him, it was Zhou Dao.

"Huh? Expert!"

That red robe frowned, looking at Zhou Dao's spirit, showing a heavy look.

To be able to understate the Chiluo umbrella covering him so lightly, he is undoubtedly a master, and he is a master with terrifying accomplishments in the field of spirit and soul.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} "Human, step back." The red-robed urn said.

Although he could see the details of Zhou Dao, he was not afraid.

"All the ghosts in the world are for me, don't make mistakes."

When Jiang Yuan heard the words, his heart skipped a beat, the red robe in front of him was really bad! ?

"You don't have to pretend to be a ghost, the soul travels at night, do you think I don't know?" Zhou Dao sneered.

What kind of cultivation he is, he can see at a glance, the tall and thin man in red robe in front of him is also a spirit, but the secret technique of the spirit he cultivates is extremely special, and he interprets the law like a ghost like a god.

"I don't respect ghosts and gods, you also come with me."

The tall and thin man suddenly drank violently, hunting in red robes like a pocket, covering Zhou Dao.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan's eyes widened, and he saw that under the red robe, there were countless heads surging, men and women, young and old, of different shapes, crowded under the red robe, they laughed wildly, and they wanted to drag Zhou Dao into it. in.

The red robe is like a ghost flag, and the edict is to suppress hundreds of ghosts.

Such a vision is recorded in ancient books.

In the past years, the disaster years were turbulent, and soldiers were fighting everywhere.

In the deep mountains, there is a ghost soldier who borrows the way, and the ghosts are so strong that the nearby mountain people are all afraid.

Until later, under the moonlit night, a red robe descended, and under the umbrella, all the ghosts were subdued. Since then, there will be no shadow soldiers in that deep mountain.

Some people say that the red robe has an extraordinary origin, and that hundreds of ghosts will not dare to obey.

Among many Taoist sects, there are powerful people who copy their portraits, cultivate their spirits, hang in a quiet room, and ward off evil spirits.

"Good dharma image!" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up, but instead of retreating, he stepped forward.

Since he has successfully cultivated his soul, he has never met an opponent in this way.

Immediately, his spirit shook and suddenly changed, his karma was like a fire, his waist was hanging with bones, the ghosts behind him were crying, and his feet were full of death.

"The corpses are on the floor, Yasha Ghost King!?" The tall and thin man recognized it at a glance.

Hundred ghosts cry at night, but they can't hold back the ghost king Yaksha.

Under the red robe, the heads suddenly showed a look of horror.

The Yaksha Ghost King, with a big hand probing it, the karmic fire is like a prison, billowing and burning, and a terrifying ominous force is radiating from the drum.

This scene made Jiang Yuan dumbfounded.

His soul was shaking, and he could barely control himself.

"Too...too strong..."

Jiang Yuan was roaring wildly in his heart, and Zhou Dao's power once again subverted his cognition.

It turns out that Taoist competitions can still be so mysterious?

It turns out... this is the real cultivation.

"Who are you?" the tall and thin man shouted sharply.

He stirred the red robe, turned the umbrella, and his eyes were as sharp as swords.

He didn't expect that there is such a master hidden in Pingjiang City, the spirits are turned into ghosts, and the terror is so infinite that he can't even take him down.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} Rumble...

Zhou Dao was speechless, and the ghostly energy was like a huge net, pushing it horizontally.

The red robes are like fire, and the ghosts cry at night.

The two figures collided.

In an instant, gusts of overcast wind swept through the backyard, and under the dim firelight, two figures crossed Cairo.

That red robe turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

"The ghost disappears..."

Zhou Dao looked at the dissipating cloud of smoke and couldn't help showing surprise.

That person's spirit was beating like a ghost fire, a hundred miles away, like a projection. The way he used the spirit in this way was really amazing.

Zhou Dao can conclude that this person's attainments in the spirit and soul are not inferior to him. If he really starts, it will be quite interesting.

"Interesting, the water in Pingjiang City is really deep, crouching tiger, hidden dragon."

Zhou Dao is still unfinished, he has just developed some interest, and the other party has left before he is satisfied~www.readwn.com~Sir..."

Jiang Yuan's spirit was still floating there, his figure was vain, and his eyes were filled with awe and confusion.

Obviously, the battle just now was a big shock to him, subverting many things in his cognition.

"I'll find you another day." With a wave of Zhou Dao's hand, Jiang Yuan's spirit returned to his body.

For the first time out of the body, one cannot leave the body for too long.

Sure enough, Jiang Yuan had just returned to his body when his body stiffened and he passed out.

Zhou Dao glanced at it and turned to leave.

Originally, tonight, he suddenly had a thought, and came over to see, who would have thought that he would actually help Jiang Yuan prevent a catastrophe and protect the law for him.

A peck and a drink are unpredictable, and in the dark, it is really mysterious.

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Yuntai Building.

This is the largest theater in Pingjiang City. Together with Yujing Tower, Wanhua Tower, and Nanxu Square, it is called "the third floor and one square", which is known to almost all women and children.

At this moment, in an elegant room.

The fragrance is fragrant, the charcoal fire is burning on the stove, and the boiling water is boiled.

A slender man stood up, walked to the railing, and looked at the quiet Pingjiang City, with a different kind of splendor flashing in those bright eyes that were enough to make women envious.

"Pingjiang City is really a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

A sigh, revealing a different kind of charm, like a play chanting and singing, the lingering voice is endless.

"Boss Xiao, the head of the Yuan family has come to visit."

At this moment, at the door, a hurried announcement came in.

"Come back, I'm tired today."

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