Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

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Yin-faced Buddha, this variant of the yellow-skinned demon is even rarer than the three-tailed cat demon.

To a certain extent, the Yin-faced Buddha has absorbed more demon power and has a higher degree of evolution, and has gradually transformed to the level of the first Yin-faced Buddha.

Such monsters are more precious than ordinary ancient blood.

Therefore, Zhou Daocai temporarily sent Li Lunan away and couldn't wait to sacrifice this monster.

"It's time for me to show my filial piety again."

Zhou Dao flicked his fingers, and a drop of blood essence spurted out from his fingertips, seeping into the corpse of the Yin-faced Buddha.

Raising his head three feet, the golden light flickered, the altar of nothingness slowly emerged, and the mysterious ancient monument was engraved with the ancient seal of dragon and snake.

[Sacrifice a Yin-faced Buddha and get the reward "Vientiane Bone Blood"]

The golden light fell, and a drop of gray brilliance emerged, like the stars in the sky, as blurry as ever.

"Vientiane Bone Blood!?"

Zhou Dao was stunned and felt extremely unfamiliar with this name.

rumbling...

The gray blood just appeared, and the surrounding void began to collapse, and the terrifying power spread along the crack to the surrounding.

In an instant, the cave where Zhou Dao was located vibrated violently, and cracks appeared on the surface of the wall.

At the same time, the mana in Zhou Dao's body boiled uncontrollably, and the next moment, it reversed like a river and poured into the strange blood.

"Yu Xumen!"

Zhou Dao was stunned, raised his head three feet, and an ancient portal emerged, swaying the mysterious light of Jiuqing, and hidden to the dark arc.

The Yuxu Gate descended, like Tianyue across the sky, and the mysterious light flowed like a chain, suppressing and banning the strange blood.

In an instant, the terrifying aura suddenly dissipated, like clouds and rain passing through the sky.

"Just... what was that?"

Outside the secret room, soft ears pricked up in the white slender hair, involuntarily facing the place where Zhou Dao retreated.

Her tail is revealed again, almost uncontrollably.

In an instant, that terrifying coercion almost made her show her true form.

"This is the Qimen Pavilion."

Wang Xiaoyi's expression also became solemn.

Every time Zhou Dao retreats, there will be some terrible movements. If it is in the capital, it will be better. After all, it is his own territory.

But now it is different, they have already walked out of the greenhouse.

Although the Qimen Pavilion is a stronghold of human beings, it is also a mixture of three religions, hiding dragons and crouching tigers.

Although the current Zhou Dao bears the title of [Original Daoist], in case his identity is really exposed...

Yuan Wang Zhou Dao came to the 100,000 Dashan Mountain. If the news spread, the world would be shaken.

God knows how many powerful enemies Zhou Dao has gotten to this point.

Leaving aside other things, the masters of Longhu Mountain will be the first to smell it. When the mountains and rivers are in turmoil, it will be a series of battles.

"You must keep a low profile."

Wang Xiaoyi prayed silently in his heart.

In the secret room, the mana in Zhou Dao's palm aggregated, like a small world, embedded in the void, sealing the strange drop of blood.

"Vientiane Bone Blood!?"

Zhou Dao's palm vibrated lightly, his mana rippled like a lake, and the slight fluctuation immediately caused the drop of [Vientiane Bone Blood] to change.

hum…

The gray bones and blood are like stars shining brightly, dazzling.

Immediately afterwards, in the flickering brilliance, a mass of flesh and blood was transformed and born, as if it came from the human body, alive and full of life.

"This is..." Zhou Dao showed a strange look.

This drop of [Vientiane Bone Blood] not only transformed into human flesh and blood, but also this mass of flesh and blood is extraordinary, with good fortune inside, endless birth and death, and it is exactly the same as Zhou Dao's breath.

"King Yuan's flesh and blood!?"

Zhou Dao was finally moved. He was able to get to where he is today. I don’t know how many unparalleled methods he has cultivated, how many heaven-defying creations he has swallowed, the fleshly body of the King of Yuan, the formation of evil dragons, the opportunity to hide the setting sun, the transformation of Juyuan’s ancestors…

This [Vientiane Bone Blood] can actually simulate transformation! ?

"What the hell!?"

Zhou Dao's eyes widened, and he knew that this treasure bestowed by the patriarch was no trivial matter.

His mind moved, and the mana of Hunyuan changed again, and a ray of fluorescence flickered, like a sword light that split the sky.

Mayfly Sword Art!

hum…

The breath of the Mayfly Sword Art galloped in the palm of his hand, and the bones and blood of all images swayed, once again bursting out with a dazzling light like the stars.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of mysterious gold was born from it, which contained yin and yang variables, showing the characteristics of metal substances.

Zhou Dao reached out and touched it, and the mysterious golden energy turned into a miniature sword.

"It's amazing... This thing can evolve into any substance!?" Zhou Dao thought thoughtfully.

Whether it is innate or acquired, [Vientiane Bone Blood] seems to be able to be transformed into similar substances.

This is simply better than any kind of treasure Zhou Dao has seen.

There is no similar record even in the "Yu Yaosi Workbook".

"Spirit is born of bone and blood, and everything can become... There are such treasures in this world?"

Zhou Dao's heart moved, and he hurriedly took out the [Black Underworld Treasure Box] from the inner world.

This is the treasure obtained by sacrificing the three-tailed cat demon, which contains the fragments of the [Flying Sword of Immortal Slaying].

On that day, Daoist Huoyun died under this treasure.

hum…

Zhou Dao runs the mayfly sword art, the terrifying sword meaning is like a key to open the [Black Underworld Treasure Box], the inner void is layered upon layers, with a full 180,000 layers, and a broken blade is suspended at the very core, with only fingernails. Cover size.

The broken blade exudes a monstrous aura, like a hurricane oscillating, faintly turning into a strange talisman.

"Flying Sword of Immortal Slaying... Only such a piece of debris can kill Daoist Huoyun. I really don't know how terrifying it would be when it was in full bloom."

Zhou Dao couldn't help but sigh, Daoist Huoyun is a strong man in the [Original Destiny Realm], and above the Dao Realm, he has entered the second heaven.

With such cultivation, he couldn't stop the Black Underworld Demon Saber from slashing.

Such terrifying power made Zhou Daodu greatly shocked. If he could obtain the complete Immortal Slaying Flying Knife, he could walk sideways.

"I'll try it out."

Zhou Dao's heart moved, and [Vientiane Bone Blood] was integrated into [Black Underworld Demon Sword].

hum…

At the moment of the touch, the blood and bones of Vientiane squirmed wildly, and the star-like light illuminated the entire secret room.

Sen Ran's demonic energy was like a frenzy, as if it was about to break through the black underworld treasure box.

The shattered blade shone with a strange luster, and it began to grow like flesh and blood, and the runes on the surface were constantly winding and supplementing like the veins of the human body.

"It really works..." Zhou Dao's eyes lit up.

After a while, the drop of Vientiane Bone Blood was completely integrated into the [Black Underworld Demon Sword].

The fragment that was originally only the size of a fingernail had more than doubled in size, and its breath became more and more terrifying, like a sleeping murderer, hidden in the darkness.

rumbling...

The Black Nether Treasure Box shook violently, and the sharp aura of destruction split the surrounding void, as if this Monster Race Treasure Box could no longer carry the fierceness of the fragments.

"It's awesome, even the fragments of the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife can be repaired..."

Zhou Dao was overjoyed, this substance is simply going against the sky and robbing good fortune.

Bone and blood living beings can transform everything, if it is used to refine the magic weapon of life, is it still good?

It's a pity that this kind of treasure is an immortal fate, and even with the thoughtful heart of filial piety, you can only get a drop.

Even so, this drop of [Vientiane Bone Blood] more than doubled the power of [Black Underworld Demon Sword].

"You can't be too greedy." Zhou Dao comforted himself.

After absorbing this drop of [Vientiane Bone Blood], his strength skyrocketed again. Although he was still in the [Mana Realm], it should be difficult for Zhou Dao to find an opponent in the [Ben Destiny Realm].

Unless the other party has the same perverted magic weapon as him.

"You still have to be more respectful."

Zhou Dao found that this kind of monster that absorbs the power of the devil and mutates is simply a plug-in, and the rewards obtained by offering sacrifices to the ancestors are extremely unbelievable.

Whether it is the Hei Ming Yao Dao or the Vientiane Bone Blood, they are all treasures that are overdrawn and may not be able to be obtained even if they are overdrawn.

"If you find Lao Ma and Lao Wang, you have to ask where these monsters come from."

Zhou Dao desperately wanted to bring this monster to a pot.

call…

Zhou Dao used his mana and began to refine the [Black Underworld Demon Sword], re-familiar with the power of this great weapon.

Two hours later, Zhou Dao finally left the customs.

Li Lunan of Jiu Miao Guan seemed to have been waiting outside for a long time. She and Bai Xian Rou were separated by ten paces.

As soon as Zhou Dao came out, he felt the tense atmosphere.

Although Li Lunan didn't make a move, he released the coercion of a strong Taoist. Even if Wang Xiaoyi was there, Bai Xianrou was already crushed to death, Hua Rong was pale, and his face was pale, but he was only supported by a stubbornness.

"The outside rumors are true." Zhou Dao sighed inwardly.

Everyone in the world said that Han Guangdong and Jiu Miao Guan had a deep hatred and hatred, and they would never die, and their disciples were like old enemies.

Today, Zhou Dao has experienced it himself, and only feels that the rumors outside are too subtle.

"What a deep hatred."

Zhou Dao sighed secretly and walked directly between the two, blocking the eyes of one person and one demon.

"You finally came out." Wang Xiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fairy, look at my face, don't make extravagant branches." Zhou Dao looked at Li Lunan.

He said it politely, but the meaning was obvious.

For him, there is only one important thing, and the others, no matter what kind of deep hatred, are put aside.

"I understand." Li Lunan nodded, took away the gaze that fell on Bai Xianrou, and stopped looking at her.

"If these two are in Tianxianglou, only one of them will stay." Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help sighing.

"let's go."

Zhou Dao stopped talking nonsense, and took everyone out of the cave and out of the gate of Qimen Pavilion.

"Boy, are you going out?"

At this moment, Zhou Dao was stopped by an old voice, he turned his head and looked, and he was the old sweeper he had met before.

He leaned on the corner, his eyes were drunk, and there was an empty wine bottle lying on the ground next to him.

Obviously, the wine Zhou Dao gave him had already been drunk.

"Yeah!" Zhou Dao snorted softly.

"Brother, let's go."

Li Lunan urged, not wanting to waste time on such a sweeping old man.

"Boy, do you still have the gourd I gave you? If you lose it, I'll give you another one."

As he spoke, the sweeping old man took out a bunch of gourds from behind.

"No...No need, I'm taking it with me."

As he spoke, Zhou Dao dragged Li Lunan out with a puff of smoke.

"Young people today...don't support craftsmen."

The sweeping old man murmured softly, holding the string of gourds, and a look of reminiscence filled his slightly narrowed eyes.

"It's been a long time since no one came to buy my gourd..."

The long sigh resounded in front of the Qimen Pavilion like waves of autumn water.

…

At this moment, in the depths of the hundred thousand mountains.

The Cangshan Mountain is like a lion entrenched in the earth, the full moon hangs high, and the lunar sky is full of beauty.

A beam of bright white light penetrated the opening of the dome and shone into the red blood pool.

Ma Yinglong and Wang Xuanzhi were pierced through their limbs by a Dawson white bone chain, wrapped around the vertebral keel, and were imprisoned in this blood pool.

Their qi has long since been exhausted, like a number of dry wells.

At this moment, the life essence of the two of them is like a trickle, flowing into the blood pool and becoming a part of it.

"It's wonderful... The blood pool left by the Lord of Withering Rong has such a miraculous effect."

In the cave, a stalwart figure slowly walked out, and the monstrous demonic energy was earth-shattering, almost blending with the surrounding void.

It was a gigantic male lion, wearing scales and armor, as green as a mystery, but with nine heads growing from its high neck.

"The Lord of Kurong is a great fit. He once severely injured the Great Qin Taizu..."

"Blue Dragon and Lion King, you should know."

In the darkness, the scarlet blood pool was turbulent, and a strange figure sat cross-legged in the center.

The essence of the full pool was surging towards his body, and his tendons were like a horned dragon, gurgling thirsty and groaning happily.

"Your fate is really special. Not only is you a fitter, but you have also obtained the remains of two fitters at the same time."

The head of the Qinglong Lion King turned slightly, and his scarlet eyes stared at the figure in the center of the blood pool.

"Lord of Nightmare!"

"The Lord of Withering glory!"

These two fitters have all reached the top of the world, and even left a terrifying page in the history of Taoism, as strong as the Great Qin Taizu who has suffered heavy losses.

Their remains fell on the man in front of them at the same time.

Such creations are rare.

"Ling Shaoyuan!"

"It's no wonder that the master values ​​you so much, and it's no wonder that King Yuan failed to completely obliterate you..." The Blue Dragon Lion King sneered.

"King Yuan..."

At the moment when the name was mentioned, the scarlet blood pool violently churned, and anger ignited and burned on the strange figure.

"Does he still have the capital to compete with me now? It's just a clown jumping on the beam."

A low roar resounded through the cave.

"When I absorb his two brothers, I will let him know what real pain is!"

"Tsk tsk, wait until you recover. If you don't have the [Vientiane Bone Blood] given by the master, I'm afraid you may not be able to escape the calamity that day."

The Qinglong Lion King sneered, and he always maintained a deep vigilance towards the human being in front of him.

"You don't need to remind me, I know very well." Ling Shaoyuan said solemnly.

"I have already received information from Yu Yaosi. Among the nine gods, someone has already rushed over. You better be careful."

"Nine Divine Pillars!? Which?" The Qinglong Lion King couldn't help asking.

"I don't know, UU reading www.uukanshu.com What you have done is not acceptable to the sky. If the imperial court finds out, I am afraid that the emperor will be angry again."

"I understand, don't worry, they can't find it here." The Qinglong Lion King grinned.

"Give me this month's [Vientiane Bone Blood]." Ling Shaoyuan's voice was filled with deep greed and desire.

"I can't wait to see King Yuan again."

"as you wish."

A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in the eyes of the Qinglong Lion King.

The master valued this human too much, and even gave a drop of the incomparably precious [Vientiane Bone Blood] for him to resume cultivation.

hum…

The void split open, and a treasure box fell in front of the Qinglong Lion King.

The scarlet blood pool suddenly surged, like Ling Shaoyuan's emotions, and a deep longing appeared on his face.

"take it."

The giant claws of the Qinglong Lion King lifted, and the treasure box opened.

"Um!?"

The next moment, Qinglong Lion King's eyes narrowed, his mouth slightly opened, and he rubbed his eyes subconsciously, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

In the blood pool, the smile on Ling Shaoyuan's face gradually solidified. He raised his head and looked at the Qinglong Lion King.

"What do you mean!?"

"This... this is impossible..."

The Qinglong Lion King gave a violent drink and finally recovered.

"Who...who...who stole my Vientiane blood?"

An angry roar penetrated the ancient cave and echoed under the dark night sky. The hurried call was long-lasting, but it was difficult to dispel Ling Shaoyuan's suspicion.

"Calling your mother's soul at night, you don't have to go to work tomorrow!?"

In the distance, deep in the mountains and lakes, a piercing roar came, like the sky in the water, which could not be seen or heard.