Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Great Burial Kendo...

Jiankui Chen Daoling's life is a unique learning, and the essence of the swordsmanship of Tianshi Dao is gathered.

Back then, Jiankui Chen Daoling used this sword to protect the imperial city. With a single sword, it opened up rivers and shook 100,000 mountains. The world was horrified when he heard the wind. I don't know how many masters died under this great burial sword.

However, under the mighty sky, Zhou Dao traversed the void, like a stroll in a leisurely courtyard. The mighty Burial Sword River washed up and landed on him, but it was like a breeze, only the corners of his clothes floated.

"How... how is that possible? That's Prince Yuan!? How could he..."

"The burial of kendo can't hurt him? It's impossible... It's absolutely impossible..."

"Prince Yuan is not dead yet? He... he has become different, what kind of realm is this!?"

In the distance, a group of masters stared at each other in amazement, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.

The situation had reversed too quickly, and it was beyond their cognition.

Ying Jie's King Yuan came back again, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and he even ignored Chen Daoling's burial swordsmanship. Such casualness, such divine might... made the scalp tingle.

"Master, Prince Yuan, he..."

Inside the Xuantian Temple, Wang Fanchen looked up at the sky and looked into the distance, his deep eyes trembled in shock, and a smear of unbelievable crawled all over his face.

Even he felt terrified.

Back then, when he first entered the Xuantian Temple, he had seen Chen Daoling and entered the temple with him.

At that time, Chen Daoling had a majestic appearance, and he had not fallen from the Taoist realm. The hero of his power was just standing outside the mountain gate.

The young Wang Fanchen was deeply attracted by his temperament, and the fierce name of the Great Burial Kendo came from the mouths of his elders.

Today's Chen Daoling, who broke down and then stood up, re-entered the Taoist realm, can be called the number one master in the mana realm.

Chen Daoling like this, reappearing the sharp edge of kendo at the funeral, can't even hurt Zhou Dao in the slightest?

This is simply unimaginable.

"It's not that the Great Burial Kendo can't hurt him..."

Xuanjizi looked solemn, looking at the vast sky, her pale eyebrows rose.

"Master..."

"The kendo of the burial can't fall on him..." Xuanjizi's way of doing things is profound, his eyes are vicious, and he can see the clue at a glance.

"Can't fall on him!?" Wang Fanchen paled in horror.

"The supernatural power has been accomplished, and today's King Yuan is the real terrifying one." Xuanjizi sighed leisurely.

Under the vast sky, the wind and clouds are all over, and the sun is shining.

The isolated figure was like a high mountain, suspended in the sky and the earth, pressing across all directions, as strong as Chen Daoling, and seemed incomparably small in front of him.

This kendo master, the former commander of the Imperial Guard, is tumbling in his heart at this moment, like a flood bursting, he can barely control himself, his trembling eyes are full of shock and fear.

For the first time, his sword felt powerless.

The great burial of all souls, the light of the sword swaying all beings, how can I look at the floating clouds, they are all in sight.

A sword like this is nothing in front of this junior.

"Impossible... How did you do it? You are just Li Zangfeng's disciple... a junior..."

Chen Jiankui's gaze became incomparable, his body was full of mana, like a wave of smoke, smashing across three thousand miles.

In an instant, his body seemed to merge into the boundless mana, and the torrent turned into a sword light of a hundred feet, slashing towards Zhou Dao.

"Turn your body into a sword and interpret the way of big killing!"

"Jian Kui is going to work hard, this man's demeanor is the same as before!"

"Chen Daoling, his name used to shine like Li Zangfeng, the leader of kendo... This is the soul of his kendo, where the way is, and the spirit is sent!"

Everyone was horrified and felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Under that hundred-zhang sword light, the heaven and earth roared, as if they were beating the drums of war for this supremely sublimated sword.

Carrying a sword and treading the road of heaven, killing the heart and refining the soul of the sword.

At this moment, Chen Daoling is just like in the past, with unparalleled sharpness and unparalleled talent. Even if he fell from the peak, the sword was still not broken.

There are talented people in the country, and they have been leading the way for hundreds of years.

Jiankui Chen Daoling, his era has not yet passed, and now, this sword has finally come out of the body again, and it is shining brightly under the sky.

"One sword swept across the sky, and a hundred generations became empty... This is the style of Jian Kui!" Everyone sighed.

At this moment, everyone's thoughts seemed to freeze.

As far as the eyes can see, the only thing in my mind is the sword that shook the sky, raised the sky a hundred feet high, turmoiled the mountains and rivers, and slashed towards the rising star.

"Good swordsmanship!"

In the void, Zhou Dao was independent, looking at the sword across the sky, a hint of admiration flashed in his calm eyes.

Among the strong men of the older generation, no one who can set foot in this realm is weak.

Big waves wash the sand, and hundreds of boats compete for success. They have their own stories and splendor.

Once upon a time, they were also the protagonists of their respective stories, such as the rising stars, dazzling.

Chen Daoling, he integrated his life style and insights into this hundred-zhang sword light.

In a trance, like a **** of killing from the sky, he drew his sword and was shocked, and he killed like a human being, killing the sun and the moon without light, killing heroes with short breaths, and killing mountains and rivers.

There are 100,008 swordsmen in ancient times, and who is the one who overwhelms this tree.

"In this life and this world, being able to see this sword is also worth it."

Everyone was in a trance, with incomparable enthusiasm in their eyes.

Suddenly, the hundred-zhang sword light continued to grow, as if it was higher than the sky, wider than the earth, boundless, everywhere, and pressed towards the King of Yuan.

"Chen Daoling, you are very good."

Zhou Dao nodded and sincerely appreciated it.

At this moment, he finally shot, raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and lightly tapped.

In an instant, a trace of ripples appeared, the void was like a lake rippling, and the ripples spread. Wherever it passed, the hundred-zhang sword light suddenly shattered, and the cracked sword light fell like a star, smashing into the earth, mountains and rivers.

Ling Lie's blazing fire infested the sky, as if it was going to burn the entire sky clean.

This scene was like a freeze, everyone was horrified, and it was hard to believe the terrifying reality in front of them.

"Defeat...defeat!? Jiankui lost!? How is that possible?"

"Jian Kui's ultimate move of turning his body into a sword is defending his swordsmanship with his life and his last dignity as a strong man of the older generation. How can he be defeated?"

"Why? To end in this way? So cruel?"

Someone whispered softly, his eyes sparkling, and he was deeply unwilling in addition to being shocked.

That was Chen Daoling's last insistence. He used his life to compose the last swordsmanship, and declared to Shiren his former glory and grace.

The glory of the older generation has not yet faded, and his sword can still stand proudly and never fall.

However, King Yuan was too ruthless, or rather too powerful. With his incredible magical powers, he completely shattered Chen Daoling's last halo.

He was defeated, the river turned and the sun went down.

The leader of swordsmanship, who once looked down on the world, only with his sword and bowed his head, finally fell into the wave of the new era.

With his own death, he witnessed the rise of that star.

"Yuan Wang Zhou Dao..."

The sword light in the sky withered, Chen Daoling was stained with blood, and fell from the sky. At the end of the blurred vision, the figure under the independent sky was getting farther and farther away from him, just like the era he lived in.

Time goes by, time is ruthless, an era rises, and an era must end.

His way is over.

"That year... that was the case..." Chen Daoling murmured, and countless lights and shadows flashed in his mind.

That year, the peach blossoms on Dongling Mountain were in full bloom.

In that year, Chen Daoling was at his peak, and his youthful frivolity had not faded away.

In that year, he realized the Great Burial Kendo on the riverside of the funeral flames. With a single sword, he killed nine great monsters in despair.

At that time, Chen Daoling was also a rising star, with peerless talent and brilliance that could not be looked directly at. Many of his peers receded with hatred and eclipsed him, and have since left the stage of this era.

"There are talented people in the country, and they have been leading the way for hundreds of years. When they get old, they will naturally die on top of my edge."

In the past, he stood on the corpses of the nine big monsters, loudly speaking, and declared his own rise.

"The past and the present revolve, the moment in the past is the eternity of the future. One day, you will stand on the top of the mountain, waiting for the latecomers..."

Just when Chen Daoling was in high spirits, between the mountains and rivers, a white coat stood alone. He looked at the sword indifferently and left his own warning.

"The past...is the future..."

"Zhou Xuan..."

"This life..."

Chen Daoling's eyes were slack, and his body finally fell on the ground, like a broken sword light, and it was scattered.

"Chen Daoling is dead!? He was stabbed to death by a finger from Prince Yuan!?"

In the distance, a group of strong men stood in the void, watching the sword light scattered on the ground, witnessing the fall of Jian Kui, their faces were filled with incredible expressions.

"From the beginning of the Yuanwang Fa Conference, he has always been ahead everywhere, which is unimaginable."

Inside the Xuantian Temple, Wang Fanchen murmured softly.

His current state of mind is no longer the same. Peeking at the gate of the avenue, both his vision and bearing are no longer the forgetfulness of the past.

Even so, in the face of such thoughtfulness, he still sighed in his heart, feeling a little helpless.

"It's your luck and your misfortune to be the same generation as him." Xuanjizi whispered.

Forget the world to hear the words, if you realize something, think about it without saying a word.

Being the same generation as King Yuan is like witnessing the rise of legends in the future.

When Fenghua is gone and the years are old, they can tell their younger generation what happened to King Yuan back then, and they saw it with their own eyes.

This man is like a monument, pressing in front of everyone, always pushing them forward.

With this kind of pressure, maybe a person like Wang Fanchen can go to a very high place, and he will be called the ancestor of Taoism.

However, being the same generation as King Yuan is destined to be ups and downs and despair.

Without the courage to abandon life and death, without the talent to amaze the universe, without the earth-shattering supernatural power... It is destined to be difficult to be an enemy.

"Zhou Dao...will he be the strongest in this life?" Wang Fanchen murmured.

The sky is so high, there is only one person.

In every era, there is an invincible person, just like the Great Qin Emperor 3,000 years ago.

Another example is the Dao King of Longhu Mountain two thousand years ago.

In this life, Zhou Dao seems to have shown such potential.

"Zhou Dao, you are really out of control when you kill Jian Kui."

Suddenly, a cold voice exploded in the depths of the void, and then, thousands of golden rays of light broke through the sky, covering the sky and covering the sky, covering the sound of dragon roars, covering Zhou Dao.

At the moment when Zhou Dao killed Chen Daoling and his momentum rose to the top, everyone was stunned.

There was a big master who made a strong shot and seized this instant opportunity.

Kang Long has regrets, and the profit cannot last long. When a person's power reaches the peak, there will be signs of decline.

At this time, it was the once-in-a-lifetime flaw.

In the land of the capital, in the Taoist realm, there are several strong people who can seize this opportunity.

rumbling...

The sound of the dragon's roar resounded throughout the world, and the distant capital seemed to have a dragon's energy rising to the sky, entrenched in the sky, echoing the long golden light.

"The blood of the Daqin imperial family!?"

Everyone was horrified, showing disbelief.

This kind of power even resonated with Daqin's dragon spirit. Except for the descendants of the Great Ancestor, he would never think of it as a second person.

"This is not an ordinary Daqin royal family. This person has pure blood and has entered the Dao realm!"

Someone exclaimed and saw the clue.

In the void, a stalwart figure appeared, the python robe was like gold, the prestige was like the sky, the dragon energy of the Great Qin was wrapped around the whole body, and the golden light of ten thousand paths shone the sky and the earth.

"The fifth prince!?"

Zhou Dao raised his head, if he realized something.

The prince who stepped into the Taoist realm saw Chen Daoling fall, so he wanted to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and use the power of the sky to kill him.

"Zhou Dao, since you are lawless, I will see if the sky can destroy you."

The fifth prince didn't reveal his true body, he sat cross-legged in the void, holding hands to guide him.

The golden light of the ten thousand Dao gathered together, like a seal, suspended three feet above Zhou Dao's head, and the mysterious aura was so radiant that it caused Zhou Dao's body to boil with mana.

"The thief!?"

Inside the Xuantian Temple, Xuanjizi's complexion changed slightly, unbelievable.

Stealing the secret is the secret trick of the Great Zhou royal family.

Born with all spirits, all living beings are guilty.

This move can trigger sins in all living beings, attracting heavenly secrets, peeping into the truth, and delivering robbery punishment. It is an ultimate move to borrow power from heaven.

"How could he have such magical powers!?" Xuanjizi was surprised.

Xuantian Temple has a lot of origins with the Great Zhou royal family, so he recognized the origin of this magical power.

However, as the direct descendant of the Daqin imperial family, the fifth prince could actually practice such supernatural powers, which is simply incredible.

rumbling...

Thousands of golden lights are like a cage.

Zhou Dao was in a cage, his body was shaking, his mana was boiling, and his breath actually attracted the mighty heaven, and he was furious like a demon.

"The fifth prince's methods are fierce, and he actually forced King Yuan to condense the seal in advance, causing a catastrophe!?" A big demon exclaimed in the distance ~www.readwn.com~.

"Prince Yuan, I'll see if the sky can destroy you." The fifth prince, like a god, sat cross-legged in the void, watching from the sidelines.

"Heaven's catastrophe!?"

Zhou Dao looked calm, looked up, and was in the sky, under the nine heavens, an ancient portal slowly emerged, giving birth to thunder robbery.

The suffering between heaven and earth, the doom of cultivators, the life and death of all living beings... It seems that they are all in this void portal.

The great calamity of heaven and man appeared in the sky and fell into the human world.

"It's a pity... I'm the one without robbery." Zhou Dao sighed.

He stepped out one step, facing the strange celestial phenomenon, and walked towards the portal of the void.

"what!?"

At this moment, even the fifth prince changed his face.

He looked up, and the void surged, covering the world, and the sky was surging, engulfing Zhou Dao's figure.

"The King of Yuan returns to the beginning!"

Suddenly, Zhou Dao's words rang out, and as soon as he pointed it out, a strange figure flew out of his body.

In an instant, the brilliance between heaven and earth seemed to converge on the strange figure.

The purple air comes from the east, and Qingguang follows.

In a trance, a stalwart figure appeared in the red dust for the first time.

The chest gathers the five breaths and permeates the southern sky, and the top three flowers face the northern queer.

Incarnate outside the body, the true king of Yuanshi! !

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