Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Chen Xiuyuan is dead!

When the body dies, the Tao disappears, and everything becomes empty!

At the moment of annihilation, countless lights and shadows flickered in his mind.

When I was young, I was lonely and wandering.

Go deep into the mountains and obtain the Law of Longevity.

Enter the capital and worship the Imperial Palace.

...

Various past events flowed through his heart. With the unique skills of the two sects, the Imperial Palace and the Longevity Sect, he quickly stood out among his peers, touched the boundaries of the peak of the refining realm, and even opened an incense altar.

At that time, Chen Xiuyuan was high-spirited and invincible.

Finally, he began to make no secret of his ambitions and challenged the strongest generation of the Imperial Palace.

However, with just one move, he was defeated.

That kind of condescending eyes, indifferent and arrogant.

Chen Xiuyuan seemed to have returned to the time when he was a wanderer in his childhood and had no life or death.

Since then, he has restrained his sharpness, sat on the top of Leiyun, and practiced hard.

However, the idea of ​​chasing after that man never went out.

Maybe one day, he can stand in front of that person again and challenge him to banish him to the altar.

But now, all this is like a dream bubble, and it has become impossible.

"Ye Kong!"

Chen Xiuyuan murmured softly, and his last obsession appeared in his mind.

rumbling...

The water and fire were in the same sky, and the black water and the fire pill were like two dragons exploring the sea, running through Chen Xiuyuan's body, and their unparalleled strength devoured the wreckage and turned it into ashes.

On Dongwang Mountain, the once magnificent Thunder Cloud Palace has long since been reduced to ruins.

In the smoke and dust in the sky, there are only broken corpses and blood all over the ground.

The sky and the earth are vast, the night is like a demon, only that figure is proudly isolated, exuding an invincible aura.

"Oh my God, he really pushed an incense altar in the Imperial Palace!?"

"Killing crazy! Stepping on the Thunder Cloud Palace, beheading Chen Xiuyuan, slaughtering three thousand red armors... Who is this man?"

"This is really turning the world upside down. For many years, no one has dared to challenge the majesty of the Imperial Palace. In heaven and earth, no one can save him anymore."

From a distance, the eyes of those who witnessed this battle were filled with shock and awe.

Not to mention strength, just Zhou Dao's courage makes them daunted.

Not to mention that Zhou Dao leveled the entire Thunder Cloud Palace by himself.

Such a feat has never been seen in twenty years.

rumbling...

Zhou Dao fell with a palm, the ruins cracked open, and Ha Shi Qi carried Hong Ming and drilled out.

"Let's go first." Zhou Dao said solemnly.

Ha Shiqi understood it in his heart, swayed a monstrous demonic energy, turned into a black shadow, and disappeared into the vast darkness.

Zhou Dao turned around and stepped away from the ruins, revealing a bizarre and incomplete inscription, which was the "Heavenly Monument without Words".

"This is a baby!?" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up.

Just now, Chen Xiuyuan used this martial art to enhance the power of the Nine Revolutions Fire Dan Gong.

The vertical and horizontal ravines above are mysterious and extraordinary, but they are somewhat similar to the "Japanese inscriptions" of [Deyiyuan].

It even has a similar charm to the [Rage Rune] of the Imperial Palace.

These are all ancient Taoist methods, the secrets are hidden deep, and there is no writing.

"nice one!"

As soon as Zhou Dao raised his hand, he put the [Wordless Heaven Monument] into the Green Pan Treasure Bag.

With this inscription, compared with the [Angry Rune Technique], reflecting the "Japanese inscription", Zhou Dao's distance from connecting into a setting sun patriarchal method is one step further.

hum...

At this moment, in the ruins, a ray of thunder filled the air, making a crackling sound.

Zhou Dao caught a glimpse of it, and it was the [Giant Spirit Thunder Pond].

This is also a rare magic weapon, which is in the third rank just like the black water piece.

In fact, the quality of the Giant Spirit Thunder Pond is infinitely close to the second-grade magic weapon.

If it weren't for the extremely special materials used by the Black Water Sword, it would not necessarily be able to suppress this treasure.

"Good things, don't miss it." Zhou Daoyi raised his hand.

The surging thunder light rose into the sky from the ruins, and the giant spirit thunder pool fell into Zhou Dao's hands.

With this treasure and with the Dragon Breath Pill, Zhou Dao can open the Nine Apertures in the shortest time and step into the peak of the refining realm.

Zhou Dao killed Chen Xiuyuan, slaughtered 3,000 red armors, got two treasures, and saved Ha Shiqi and Hong Ming. The anger in his heart just calmed down a little, and he reluctantly gave up, turned around and left, disappearing into the vast darkness. .

"Then... that evil star is gone?"

"Come on, spread the news, this is breaking the sky."

"I dare to pick the signboard of the Imperial Palace. This time the capital is very lively."

For a time, Dongwang Mountain was crowded with people, and the masters of all parties were excited and passed the news one after another.

A few days ago, Wu Yuanmeng of the Imperial Palace died in Lin'an Mansion, which was considered a thunderstorm at the time.

After all, that is the disciple of the Imperial Palace, and the blood of the Wu family. It is unbelievable to do such a perverse act.

But that incident was nothing compared to today.

Although that "Yanjun" was lawless, he was outside the capital after all.

However, tonight this evil star came directly to the door, and whoever is fierce and who is weak will be judged.

"It's going to change!"

Someone looked at the sky, the black clouds were about to be destroyed, the wind suddenly rose, and a wave suddenly rose, causing layers of ripples.

...

It was late at night, the full moon fell in the west, and the jackdaws were startled.

At the foot of Dongwang Mountain, a figure staggered, his clothes were ragged, covered with blood, his eyes were blank, his right arm was hanging weakly, and it seemed that he no longer belonged to him.

Wu Antong, the young prince is the only survivor of this doom.

However, at this moment, his eyes were blank, and the whole person seemed to be frozen at the moment when the Thunder Cloud Palace was destroyed.

The **** slaughter and the terrifying battle locked his heart like a demon, his former ambitions and pride were completely annihilated, and all that was left was fear.

He was wrong, he was really wrong.

From the beginning, he should not listen to Chen Xiuyuan and get involved in this right and wrong.

There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the human being, so what if it is the prince of the Marquis of Shenwu?

What if it was a disciple of the Imperial Palace?

In front of that man, he still turned into ashes and never existed.

Wu Antong walked aimlessly, the moon was bright and the stars were rare, the sky and the earth were vast, and suddenly, he felt that he seemed extremely redundant, incompetent like a waste.

I don't know how long it took. In the darkness of the night, a man with a generous stature came up, rolled up the wind, and appeared in front of him.

Wu Antong raised his eyes, his eyes trembled slightly, he fell to his knees with a plop, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Father……"

"Niezi, do you know how much trouble you have caused!?" Marquis Shenwu sighed.

He already knew what happened on Dongwang Mountain. As a prince, he had to come in person.

God is pitiful, Wu Antong has never been robbed.

However, there was no joy in the eyes of Marquis Shenwu, instead it was full of disappointment.

"I told you that too much arrogance will bring disaster." Marquis Shenwu shook his head: "Your talent is good, but your character..."

Wu Antong knelt on the ground, his right hand clenched tightly and his left arm hung weakly.

"The world is vast, what are you?" Marquis Shenwu said ruthlessly.

"I was wrong!" Wu Antong finally said with tears in his eyes.

The changes in the past few days are more rapid than what he has experienced in his life.

"Ugh……"

Marquis Shenwu looked at his lost son and sighed softly, "From today onwards, I will imprison you for ten years."

"Father..." Wu Antong suddenly raised his head and looked at Marquis Shenwu with some suspicion.

"For the past ten years, you should face the wall and do ascetic cultivation." The indifferent face of Marquis Shenwu was not moved at all.

Bao Jianfeng has been tempered, and he hopes that the ten years of imprisonment will allow Wu Antong to wash away the lead and completely transform.

ten years!

The prince of the Marquis of Shenwu, who is used to seeing the world of flowers, will bid farewell to this world for ten years.

"I understand, father!" Wu Antong lowered his head and surprisingly did not refute.

...

Beijing, Tianxiang Tower.

This is one of the largest gold-eliminating caves in the capital, and it is also the gentle hometown that all men dream of. Even Wang Xiaoyi regards this place as a dreamland.

In the wing room, the lingering incense fluttered, like a free and agile snake, overflowing every corner of the room.

In the refreshing aroma, it seems that the golden lotus is blooming again, graceful and graceful.

A fair-skinned woman protruded her pink and tender arm like a lotus root from the gauze tent, and the red candle on the table lit up with a light touch of that slender finger.

"It's so late, what's the matter?" The woman whispered, her voice like a spring breeze from a Pinghu lake, which made people's minds rippling.

"Just now, someone stepped on the Thunder Cloud Palace, beheaded Chen Xiuyuan, and slaughtered three thousand red armors!"

Outside the door, a respectful announcement came.

In an instant, the incense in the house vibrated, the candlelight trembled, and the white and pink arm also stagnated slightly, showing violent fluctuations in emotions.

"I can't believe that after thirty-three years, another ruthless man was born, so similar to him back then."

After a long time, in the wing room, a lonely sigh rang out, revealing a chance of sadness and sorrow.

"Mother, that man's courage won't last long." Outside the door, the voice sounded again.

"The imperial palace will be punished, and I will not let it go." The woman said lightly, "I ordered to go down and mobilize all the eyeliners in the capital, if you find any trace of this person..."

"Point to a way of life!"

"Mother..." Outside the door, the voice was startled at first, and then hurriedly said.

"Didn't you hear?" The woman spoke again, with a heavier tone.

"Understood!"

Outside the door, footsteps sounded, gradually moving away.

"Thirty-three years, it's the Yuan Wang Fa meeting again!"

In the wing room, the sound of loneliness rang out, like a flood of autumn water, infecting the melancholy of frost and flowers.

...

Yuyao Division Headquarters!

The movement on Dongwang Mountain was too great. The three thousand red armors were all wiped out, and the Demon Slayer Guards rushed out to maintain law and order.

"Who is so fierce? You even dare to serve the dishes from the Imperial Palace?"

Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong received the notice and immediately rushed to the Yuyao Division to inquire about the situation.

Wang Xuanzhi had originally grown up in the capital, and knew the importance of the Imperial Palace.

As for Ma Yinglong, who was born in the world's first demon family, he was even more aware of the heritage and authority of the Imperial Palace.

In the land of the capital, at the foot of the emperor, someone dared to challenge the Imperial Palace and leveled an incense altar. It was simply lawless and crazy.

"Could it be from the Town Demon Division?"

"I don't know, I can't find the trace and information of this person before he came to Beijing. It should be hidden." A flag leader said solemnly.

This kind of person is the most troublesome, and it is impossible to investigate if you want to.

"It looks like it's really from the Demon Suppression Division." Wang Xuanzhi held up the tea bowl: "Where do you stay?"

"After this person entered the capital, he settled in Yanshan [Deyiyuan], and his name... seems to be called Zhou Dao!"

puff……

Wang Xuanzhi staggered and spit out all the tea in his mouth.

"What did you say his name was?"

"Zhou Dao, what's wrong?"

Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong looked at each other, and both saw deep shock and doubt in each other's eyes.

It shouldn't be so coincidental that this horse has the same name.

Sure enough, this ancestor is restless wherever he goes, how long has he been in Beijing? Directly stabbed the sky into a hole.

"My mother!"

Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong broke out in a cold sweat.

...

Imperial Palace!

Inside the King Burial Palace!

The faint firelight illuminated the round table in the center of the palace, and figures appeared one after another, like ghosts of dead souls, sneaky and mysterious, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Everyone, do you know everything?"

The icy voice resounded in the hall, and the echoes suddenly rang out, reverberating unconsciously.

"Be brave, since Zhou Xuan, no one has dared to challenge the authority of our Imperial Palace for a long time."

"That kid is also surnamed Zhou! Is this a coincidence?"

"Nonsense, when Zhu Qiang shot and set up a killing game, their father and son are kings, and they will never appear in this world again."

A series of terrible wills intertwined.

"Everyone!"

At this moment, at the top of the round table, the stalwart voice said sharply.

"Calling you all is not to discuss the previous king of Yuan, don't make false statements."

"That kid used black water. It is rumored that one of the seventy-two holes, the [Demon King], made a black water sword."

"It seems that this child has something to do with [Black Abyss Cave], so send a master to inquire."

"Then what about this kid?"

"Of course, if you kill him, if you send a sacrifice, you have to obliterate it at will."

Above the hall, these aloof existences decided Zhou Dao's life and death in a few words.

Sacrifice, that is a terrifying existence above the refining realm, a master who steps into the real realm.

"To deal with a little devil, to send a real powerhouse, isn't it making people laugh at me, there is no one in the Imperial Palace?"

"This is the only way to be foolproof~www.readwn.com~ If you can level the Thunder Cloud Palace, you must not be an ordinary kid."

Suddenly, there was a dispute in the hall.

"Don't argue, let Ye Liuyun go."

At this moment, the stalwart voice at the top made a final decision.

Everyone looked at each other, no one refuted.

With Ye Liuyun's shot, he can swept away the experts in the refining realm, and there is no suspense at all.

...

In the capital at night, there are still lights like day.

The towering city walls are like undulating dragons, stretching for hundreds of miles, enduring the invasion of cold winds.

Above the city wall, Li Zangfeng looked indifferently into the distance.

"Hey, you little apprentice is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and you made such a big disaster when you first came to the capital."

In the darkness, an old voice sounded leisurely, revealing a deep smile.

"I asked him to practice Taoism, and he ran out to kill... the same virtue as his father." Li Zangfeng shook his head.

To be honest, he was a little surprised when he received the news.

Zhou Dao has only been in Beijing for a month, and he is not even in the capital, but in the eastern suburbs.

In this case, he could even have a relationship with the Imperial Palace, and he would level an incense altar.

The ability to cause trouble so much surprised Jianzhu Dangtang.

"As his master, you still have to clean up this mess."

Li Zangfeng frowned slightly and shook his head: "He's in a hurry, it's not time yet."

"What are you afraid of? King Yuan's ceremony is about to start!"

In the dark night, the old laughter sounded again.

"Speaking of which, my old bones haven't moved for a long time."

Heavy steps sounded above the city wall, each step beating like a bell.

Under the moonlight, an old man came slowly, with a strong smile, he was the doorman, Uncle Qin! !