Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

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The decree of the demon pillar, soaring into the sky.

Bear my mantle, Ma Yinglong!

These eight characters are radiant and shimmering, like a lightning bolt in the dark night, shattering the sky and alarming everyone's eyes.

In front of the Fairy Goose Hall, the solemn mourning hall was silent, like a pool of stagnant water.

However, all kinds of complex expressions spread rapidly on the faces of everyone, as if spring had passed by, thousands of trees were blooming.

"Ma Yinglong!? Lord Yaozhu appointed Ma Yinglong as his successor before he died?"

"This...what is this? Doesn't that mean..."

"He will be the new King of Fortune... Doesn't it mean that the court has acquiesced in being succeeded by Ma Zongkui!?"

At this moment, everyone was in an uproar, and one after another shocked and horrified eyes turned to the same place.

At the corner, Ma Yinglong instantly became the focus.

His eyes were round and staring at the dazzling decree in the sky, even he himself felt astonished.

This result was not expected by anyone.

"impossible!"

Suddenly, Ma Zongkui roared in shock, and a look of anger appeared on his originally calm face.

"How can Yaozhu leave such absurd edicts!?"

The cold voice was like a sword, showing its sharp edge, echoing in front of Xian Goose Hall.

While speaking, Ma Zongkui's sharp eyes suddenly turned to Ma Yinglong beside him.

"What kind of virtue and ability are you, and you also want to get in on the throne of King Fu? You are just a **** discarded by the Ma family at will."

Ma Zongkui's expression became stern, and there was no longer the calmness and calmness he had just now, and even the big-mindedness of the superior person disappeared.

At this moment, in his eyes, Ma Yinglong is like a weed with a rung in front of him.

Such weeds are also tainted with the throne of the King of Fortune.

Ma Zongkui even doubted the authenticity of this decree.

Looking at the world, who doesn't know that he is the most enchanting and most talented enchantress of the Ma family since [Ma Zu Zunshen].

When he was born, he was born with a vision, all the demons worshipped, and the divine light entered the sky.

At only six years old, his blood was enough to make the big demon awe. At that time, the weed in front of him couldn't even stand in front of him, trembling, only knowing how to cry instinctively.

In terms of talent, strength, and background... This weed is not as good as his in case.

Is the demon pillar crazy? Actually choose this kind of thing to inherit the mantle! ?

"What did you say?" Wang Xiaoyi refused.

"Go away!"

Ma Zongkui let out a low roar, and the terrifying aura rolled towards Wang Xiaoyi like a mad cloud.

hum...

Almost at the same moment, Ma Yinglong stepped forward, his body roared, as if a thousand demons roared together, and he actually blocked this terrifying aura.

"You have the courage to stand in front of me after spending so many years outside?" Ma Zongkui sneered.

"This is Yu Yaosi, you don't want to..." Ma Yinglong said solemnly.

"What about Yu Yaosi?"

Ma Zongkui roared: "When the Yuyao Division was founded, the ancestors of Shenfeng also contributed to one of the founders."

Ma Shenfeng is the name of "Mazu Zunshen".

He is regarded as the first ancestor by the Ma family, and he is also the only [God Sealing Master] in the history of the Demon Sealing Master.

Back then, when the Yuyao Division was founded, he was entrusted by the first-generation general manager to create a line of Fengyao within the division, teaching techniques, and the system has continued to this day.

In terms of origin, Yu Yaosi also has part of the Ma family.

However, the Yuyao Company is a public tool, under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, and it is specially exercised by the imperial power.

Ma Zongkui's remarks already seem a little out of date, even presumptuous.

"Boy, this is the decree of the demon pillar, how dare you disobey it?"

At this moment, Zhou Dao spoke up.

"King Yuan!?"

Ma Zongkui's eyes were gloomy, he glanced at Zhou Dao, and a hint of fear flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Yuan Wang Zhou Dao, the fierce name has long been spread all over the capital, Ye Kongchu God, Wu Wang's parents and sons... all died in his hands.

"The decree of the demon pillar!? Who can prove that this decree is true?"

Ma Zongkui calmed down and smiled lightly.

"Up and down the capital, who doesn't know that my talent has been appreciated by Lord Yaozhu, and has long been regarded as his successor... Now you say that Lord Yaozhu left a decree before his life and let him inherit the mantle?"

Having said that, Ma Zongkui sneered and glanced at Ma Yinglong.

"It's just a joke."

"What an unworthy descendant!" Zhou Dao was cold.

"It's hard to tell whether this decree is true or false, Director Lu, I need an explanation."

Ma Zongkui directly bypassed Zhou Dao and shouted at the Xian Goose Hall.

"Humph!"

However, the response to him was a snort.

"Junior, you are not yet the King of Fortune, so you asked me to give you an explanation?"

The terrifying aura was like a cloud of smoke, shrouding the sky above Yu Yaosi.

Ma Zongkui's complexion changed suddenly, he only felt that the blood in his body was churning and he couldn't help himself.

He stared deeply, only to feel that the Immortal Goose Palace in front of him had become unfathomable.

There seems to be a real **** hidden in there.

"good very good!"

Ma Zongkui slowly retracted his gaze, revealing a cold smile.

"Ma Yinglong, what I said just now remains the same. The door of the Ma family is open at any time. You can come if you want."

"I'm in the clan, I'll be waiting for you."

As he spoke, Ma Zongkui turned and left, followed by a group of palace servants.

The meaning in his words is very obvious, the demon pillar is dead, and the matter of the Ma family is naturally the living people have the final say. If Ma Yinglong has the courage to fight for the throne of Fuwang, come over there.

Ma Zongkui sits high and takes the lead, accepting challenges at any time.

Who would have thought that a public sacrifice would make the unsuspenseful battle for the King of Fortune raging again.

Ma Yinglong, such a fringe figure of the Ma family has become the designated successor of the demon pillar! ?

This is just too incredible.

Even within the Yuyao Division, there were people who doubted the authenticity of the decree.

"Demon Pillar..."

In the crowd, Ma Yinglong looked at the eight big characters shining brightly in the sky, and clenched his fists unnaturally.

That night, dark tides surged up and down the capital.

A piece of news spread all over the major forces.

On the throne of King Fu, the situation suddenly rose, and a dark horse was killed halfway, which was the designated successor of the demon pillar.

Ma Yinglong's name also spread like wildfire.

"It's amazing... It's amazing, when Pingjiang City parted ways, he grew up so fast!?"

In the Majiafu courtyard, Ma Miaoyun looked at the information in her hand and was so shocked that she was speechless.

Back then, she took Ma Nanshan to Pingjiang City to hunt down Ma Yinglong, but was repelled by Zhou Dao.

Later, it was Yaozhu who came forward and pardoned Ma Yinglong for leaving the clan without permission.

How many years have passed?

The abandoned son of that year turned out to be the designated successor of the demon pillar, and he wanted to compete with Ma Zongkui for the position of King Fu! ?

It's so dreamy.

"Sister, this kid is no longer the Ma Yinglong he used to be." Ma Nanshan gritted his teeth.

When he was in Pingjiang City, he was still able to compete with Ma Yinglong, and the two were still evenly divided.

However, now, Ma Yinglong is traversing the 100,000 mountains, winning the fierce name of the demon master, and stepping into the Taoist realm.

On the other hand, Manan Mountain can be refined into an astral realm at the moment.

"He made the most important decision in his life... Back then in Pingjiang City, when I saw him follow that man with all his heart, I knew that his fate would never be the same again." Ma Miaoyun murmured softly.

"King Yuan Zhou Dao!" Ma Nanshan blurted out.

He naturally knew that the man Ma Miaoyun mentioned was the seventh king of Daqin with a different surname.

"Life is impermanent. Who would have thought that the clan, which was regarded as the abandoned son of the grass mustard, would one day encroach on the throne of the King of Fortune."

Ma Miaoyun couldn't help sighing.

Looking back on the past, Ma Yinglong had a low status at that time, and even relied on his sister's life to seal a big demon in his body.

To the Ma family, he is nothing but a container.

A disposable container.

But now, he is back, riding the cloud into a dragon, and it will never be the same again.

"Sister, do you think he dares to come back?" Ma Nanshan couldn't help asking.

In the eyes of the Ma family juniors, the position of King Fu has long been in Ma Zongkui's pocket. For them, it is a god-like existence.

From childhood to adulthood, they were all bathed under the aura of Ma Zongkui, and no one dared to raise the idea of ​​​​a half-point battle.

That was the most enchanting existence of the Ma family since the [God Sealing Ancestor], known as the strongest enchanting master.

The position of King Fu seems to be his.

However, if Ma Yinglong came back, he would not only face Ma Zongkui, but also the entire Ma family.

"It's hard to say... If he comes back, it will be Longtan Tiger's Den, and maybe he will never leave again."

Ma Miaoyun whispered softly, the elders in the clan would never obey Yaozhu's will.

In their opinion, Ma Zongkui has the atmosphere of the first clan, and he is the hope of the Ma family's inheritance for eternity.

...

In the solemn and solemn ancestral hall, the lights are like stars, and the incense is lingering.

On the highest tablet is written impressively, Ma Zu honors the god, and the **** conferred the spiritual position.

In front of the altar, an old man sat in the upper position, his body was straight, like a cliff cut by a knife, and he remained motionless.

"Yaozhu, why are you so unwise, leaving such a decree."

A cold voice rang out in front of the tablets of the ancestors.

"Elder, what else is there to say? If it wasn't for the demon pillar, that **** would have died outside."

"King Fu's actions can only be attributed to Zong Kui, and he is the hope of the Ma family."

"If that little **** dares to come, I would like to see his best."

Heavy voices staggered in the ancestral hall.

Under the dim candlelight, the figures of the elders pulled the elders into the dark night.

"Wusheng, what do you say?" the elder said suddenly.

"I am the patriarch of the Ma family, and it stands to reason that I should not speak for the position of King Fu."

Just then, a middle-aged man came out.

Ma Wusheng, since he is the head of the Ma family, is also the father of Ma Zongkui.

The world's first demon family has always been passed down separately from the clan and the nobility.

At that time, he also competed with Yaozhu for the position of King Fu, but unfortunately he lost in the end.

"The demon pillar is gone. As the patriarch, I can only be arbitrary..." Ma Wusheng said solemnly.

"Ma Yinglong..."

"If that junior dares to come, he will stay in the clan forever!

! "

The icy voice seemed to be intertwined with swords and soldiers, echoing in the quiet ancestral hall.

"Hey, this is his life, why was he born in the same family as Zong Kui!?"

The first elder sighed, and seemed to acquiesce to such a decision.

Under the moonlight, the vast dark night is like an icy long river, never ending.

...

The Imperial Demon Division, the Palace of the King of Yuan.

The high eaves are like the raised head of a lion, monitoring the vast night sky.

Ma Yinglong sat cross-legged on the roof with a calm expression, looking in the direction of the Ma family.

His eyes were slack, and his memory gradually grew.

There is the place where he was born and raised. Once upon a time, fate was entangled.

Ma Yinglong clearly remembered that when he was very young, his parents were gone. Compared with Ma Zongkui's dazzling talent, he seemed extremely mediocre.

In such a splendid family, with such talent, it is doomed to live a life.

Fortunately, he has a sister.

The two depended on each other for life, no matter who bullied him, there was always a sister who stood up for him.

Because of this, he had a great time.

"Xiao Longlong, do you know that this clan has a secret technique that can seal the big monster with the human body and turn it into one's own use."

"But...but that's forbidden..."

Young Ma Yinglong did not know what the so-called taboo meant.

"Now there is a chance, the clan has caught a rare big monster, and I don't want to waste it... If I succeed, no one can bully us again..."

That day, Ma Yinglong suffered unforgettable pain.

Under the witness of everyone, my sister failed. She lost her arm and failed to seal the big monster in her body.

"Wild child, your elder sister is already a crippled person. I'll be able to protect you in the future."

"Your sister's hands are gone, will you still be arrogant in the future?"

"My sister is not a waste..."

Even though the young Ma Yinglong was crushed to the ground, he was still exhausted and defended his sister.

Until that night~www.readwn.com~ his sister dragged her stump and climbed up the altar again.

The remnant was like a key, activating an ancient secret technique.

"Ah ah ah..."

The young Ma Yinglong picked up his close relative lying in a pool of blood and cried hoarsely.

"Don't cry... Big sister will leave her life... to you... no one... can bully you..."

My sister's arm fell slowly, blood flowing, and a mysterious rune was drawn on the ancient altar.

That night, the ancient altar shook.

The terrifying monster was locked in Ma Yinglong's body.

The life of blood relatives, the seal of return

The power exchanged for this price is like a curse, and it has become the inner demon that the young Ma Yinglong cannot get rid of.

This abominable fate, like his blood, is permanently engraved in his body, and it will never be worn away.

Until later, he met Zhou Dao, Wang Xuanzhi, Wang Xiaoyi...

"Sister, now I have enough strength to protect myself."

Ma Yinglong clenched his fists tightly, but his eyes were firmer than ever before.

Ye Fengxi, he turned around, Zhou Dao, Wang Xuanzhi, and Wang Xiaoyi were already standing behind him.

He knew that whenever, wherever, as long as he needed, these brothers of life and death would definitely stand behind him, silent, just waiting for him to raise his arms.

"Do not fight!?"

Zhou Dao spoke without any unnecessary nonsense.

"Fight!"

Ma Yinglong took a deep breath, only to feel a sense of arrogance, and there were thousands of bases in his chest, and it was difficult to feel relieved.

"it is good!"

Zhou Dao let out a long whistle, and his fierce momentum rose into the sky, swaying away the floating clouds in the nine days.

"Today, I'll open the way for you!"