Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

"Sunset!?"

When Ma Zongkui heard the name, his expression condensed, and his drunkenness completely dissipated.

Jiu Dao Gate stands on the top of the world, looks down on all beings in the world, inherits endless years, and is in charge of the ears of self-cultivation.

Even though Feng Yao Ma's family has a long history, standing in front of Jiu Dao Gate still looks like a toddler.

But now, such words are said from the mouth of Tianshidao.

A long time ago, the Nine Great Daomen did not dominate the world, because there is still a giant in the world, unparalleled in the world, invincible in the world, the law is the setting sun! ?

Such Miao Yan was never recorded even in the ancient unofficial history books.

"A sunset in a world without enemies?" Ma Zongkui sneered.

"That is a piece of history that has been erased. Those who have heard of it in the world are not among the nine sects." The gray-robed man did not care about Ma Zongkui's reaction.

His voice was slow, like a gurgling water, and he spoke in a eloquent manner.

"Who would dare to be called a prince without entering the Cangshan Mountains to see the sunset... Such a situation is unimaginable today. Even if we exhaustively study the glory of the nine sects of Taoism, it is difficult to reach the afterglow of the sunset..." The gray-robed man sighed softly.

Even he can only glimpse the splendor and immortality of the invincible figure in the past in the sporadic records of Tianshidao.

"At that time, the world will be respected, all religions will come to the DPRK, you will be born with a sense of the rising sun, and you will see the sunset when you cultivate... That is the real great religion. It will last forever in the world, and the sunset will be eternal..." The gray-robed man murmured.

It was the most prosperous years of Taoism, with infinite scenery, and unparalleled masters emerged one after another.

It can even be said that it was also the most glorious era of the nine sects of Taoism.

"According to what you said, it is invincible in the world, why is it destroyed? To this day, there is not even a name left?" Ma Zongkui sneered.

This statement is simply contradictory.

"Because they encountered a great enemy." The gray-robed man said solemnly.

"The enemy!?" Ma Zongkui's eyes narrowed.

"The unparalleled in the world has met the unparalleled in the world..." The gray-robed man sighed faintly.

"That is the only immortal existence in the past, you can regard it as a fairy that exists in reality..."

"Immortal!?" Ma Zongkui's expression changed, and a gleam of light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Boundless red dust, no enemy..."

Speaking of which, the gray-robed man paused slightly.

"Only the brilliance of the setting sun can illuminate the abyss... Unfortunately, the afterglow is over, and the setting sun is still in the sky..."

"That behemoth fell?" Ma Zongkui said subconsciously.

The gray-robed man nodded: "The strongest inheritance in the past has finally fallen. When a whale falls, all things are born, and its corpse immediately attracts people as strong as tigers..."

"At that time, all dharmas coexist, all religions coexist, and when the sun sets, it can still be suppressed, but when the sun sets in the sky, those unparalleled powerhouses can't sit still!"

At this point, the gray-robed man's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

"The king falls in the cauldron, and the world divides and eats it... Among them, the most profitable ones are the nine sects."

Divide the king and eat!

"Nine sects of Taoism!?" Ma Zongkui's heart moved.

"Looking at the world at that time, the nine sects of Taoism were not outstanding, and they could only be regarded as the most popular sects. They were not well-known and hid the world, but when the sunset fell, the nine sects of Taoism were born, and this former behemoth was divided up. Exhausted."

The gray-robed man sneered: "Relying on the legacy of the setting sun, the nine sects of Taoism have risen strongly, worthy of thousands of years, swept across all directions, stood at the top of the world, and became the only religion of Taoism."

"The sun falls, the nine veins are born..." Ma Zongkui thought thoughtfully.

The rise of the nine sects of Taoism was almost based on the destruction of the setting sun.

The battle between the sunset and Yuanzu created the glory of the nine sects of Taoism. The wheels of history are rolling in as people have seen, and the traces behind them have long been covered by the dust of the years.

"Do you know now?" The gray-robed man sneered.

"Although Tianshi Dao is gone, there is still a foundation for the setting sun. Back then, when he 'divided into kings and eat', Tianshi Dao obtained a heavy weapon, which was enough to turn the tables."

The tone of the gray-robed man suddenly became stern, word by word, like a cold wind that ravaged the earth.

Hearing this, Ma Zongkui shivered.

"What heavy weapon!?"

"Sacrificial Day Great Spiritual Venerable!"

"What is that?" Ma Zongkui asked curiously.

"The opening of this treasure is comparable to the great sun in the sky, and the radiance it releases is enough to burn all things..." The gray-robed man said solemnly.

"Ma Yinglong has inherited the throne of King Fu, and soon the tomb of Fengchan will be opened... Only people from the Ma family can enter there."

The gray-robed man stared at Ma Zongkui: "As long as you can cooperate with me inside and outside, and open the Great Spiritual Reverence for the Day of Sacrifice, the position of King Fu is still yours."

"The Great Spiritual Venerable Sacrifice Sun!?" Ma Zongkui showed hesitation.

The tomb of Fengchan was created by the first ancestor of the Ma family in his later years, and it was an important place for the Daqin royal family.

How can you be vicious in that kind of place?

"You don't even know how powerful this treasure is." The gray-robed man sneered, "How can you compete with the great sun for vulgarity?"

"It's so powerful, why is the Heavenly Master Dao still killed by the imperial court?"

Ma Zongkui is not a fool. As the most amazing descendant of the Ma family for three thousand years, his brain is still there.

"You are very cautious." The gray-robed man glanced at him dazedly, and explained: "The conditions for opening the Great Spiritual Reverence for the Ritual Ritual are extremely harsh. The most important point is that it requires the power of the descendants of the sunset."

When Ma Zongkui heard this, his eyes widened.

The setting sun has wiped out the endless years in the world, and it is as strong as the nine sects of the Taoist sect. How can there still be disciples of the sect?

It was so lively that it turned out that this treasure could not be opened at all.

"Although the sunset is extinct, I have found a way to replace it." The gray-robed man said solemnly.

"What alternative?"

"At that time, the first-generation chief of the Suppressing Magic Division had a deep research on the sunset. He left a refining method of spiritual oil, which is enough to replace the power of the descendants of the sunset and open the great spirit of sacrificing the sun." Gray Pao People finally showed their cards.

"Suppressing Demon Division? You even got involved with the Demon Suppressing Division?" Ma Zongkui's expression changed suddenly.

A thousand-footed worm, dead but not stiff.

Tianshidao's handwriting is really extraordinary. Even if he suffered a catastrophe, he still has such power. Not only does he have such a heavy weapon of destruction, but he even catches the line of the Suppression of Demons.

"How? As long as you are willing to nod your head, you are the real King of Fortune... As for Ma Yinglong, he will never be able to get out of the Fengchan Tomb." The gray-robed man's voice contained deep temptation.

"What is your purpose? It can't be just to help me win the throne." Ma Zongkui said solemnly.

"You are very cautious, but this is not what you should ask." The gray-robed man said sternly, "We are just taking what we need."

"Why should I trust you?" Ma Zongkui still didn't make a statement.

"Just because you have no choice." The gray-robed man sneered.

A simple sentence, but like a sharp sword, straight into Ma Zongkui's heart.

"You can continue to sink, stay by Ma Yinglong's side, be a bereaved dog, and watch him ascend to the throne..."

The gray-robed man glanced at the beautiful girl who fell to the ground.

"That's it, it's not bad to be drunk and dream about death every day."

Ma Zongkui listened, his fists clenched gradually.

He is the most enchanting descendant of the Ma family, and that high position should have belonged to him.

"You are very ambitious... So even if I tell you that this is scheming with a tiger, you have already made a decision in your heart."

The grey-robed man looked at Ma Zongkui with a sneer, as if he had already seen through him.

"Deal!" Ma Zongkui gritted his teeth and said in a calm tone.

…

In the days that followed, the capital seemed calm.

The demon pillar was buried, and Ma Yinglong quietly inherited the throne of King Fu.

This lineage is low-key, and the throne is not obvious, so there is no too grand ceremony, only the clan ceremony, sacrificing the ancestors of the past dynasties.

In order to show his honor and favor, the Qin emperor specially sent a prince to attend the ceremony.

Although the Thirteenth Prince was young, he showed a big face on that day, and he was also a disciple of Prince Yuan.

As for the other six kings, they also sent special envoys to the door to celebrate.

As a good brother, Zhou Dao was naturally present himself, adding power to Ma Yinglong.

"What are you busy with these days? It's been three days since the ceremony."

In the Palace of King Yuan, Wang Xiaoyi was bored.

"Now that he has inherited the throne of King Fu, I am afraid that he will start preparing for the ceremony." Zhou Dao said solemnly.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was silent.

The tomb of Fengchan is related to the secret of the royal family. On that day, the ninth prince specially explained it, and he should not talk nonsense.

"Big brother!"

At this moment, Jiang Yuan walked into the hall, followed by a young man with a long knife on his back.

Zhang Tianci, in the selection of the Yu Yao Division that day, this young man showed the same characteristics as Qi Hao in the past. When his emotions were out of control, he would have another personality, his strength soared, and he was like a madman.

From then on, Jiang Yuan took him with him.

After a long period of training, the current Zhang Tianci has long lost the childishness and Muna of the past, and has the potential of a master.

"Little Sheng Jiang, what are you busy with recently?" Wang Xiaoyi said with narrowed eyes.

After returning from Shiwanda Mountain this time, he clearly felt that Jiang Yuan was a little different, and even had a feeling of being reborn.

Even Wang Xuanzhi, who had been silent the whole time, couldn't help but look up at him.

After stepping into the Dao Realm, Wang Xuanzhi's feeling was much sharper than that of Wang Xiaoyi.

"Naturally it's a matter of the busy secretary." Jiang Yuan chuckled lightly.

Strictly speaking, Zhou Dao, Wang Xuanzhi, and Wang Xiaoyi were all considered to be the staff of the Yu Yao Division, but compared to Jiang Yuan, they seemed too unprofessional.

"Little Shengjiang, your talent is really a monster. You are busy with the affairs of the Secretary, and your cultivation base can still leap forward."

Wang Xiaoyi narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Yuan up and down.

"It seems that sooner or later, you will be able to surpass us."

As he spoke, Wang Xiaoyi and Wang Xuanzhi met each other, and they couldn't help but tease.

"Maybe it doesn't take sooner or later." Jiang Yuan said casually with a leisurely expression.

hum…

As soon as the voice fell, an invisible aura suddenly appeared in the palace of Yuan Wang.

"Little Jiang Yuan, your spirit is already born, and your domineering is complete. It seems that you are really not the kid you used to be." Wang Xiaoyi chuckled lightly.

Jiang Yuan used to be humble and low-key in the past, but now, although he is still respectful and courteous towards Zhou Dao, Wang Xiaoyi and the others, but when it comes to cultivation, his gestures and gestures have an air of humility.

"Brother Yi, I would like to ask you to enlighten me when I have the chance." Jiang Yuan cupped his hands.

"Haha, it seems that I really have to work harder." Wang Xiaoyi laughed.

"Let's get down to business." Zhou Dao raised his hand and interrupted everyone's ridicule.

Jiang Yuan's talent is indeed good, but Wang Xiaoyi is unfathomable and has unimaginable potential.

Zhou Dao didn't think that Jiang Yuan was qualified to challenge him now.

"Brother, what you asked me to investigate is already clear." Jiang Yuan took out the information from his arms and handed it over.

Zhou Dao's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

These days, he has been tracking down Zhen Mosi's stronghold in the capital.

That bottle of spirit oil] gave Zhou Dao a taste of the sweetness, and now as long as he smells the wind, he can't let it go.

"It seems that they have collected a lot of monster corpses." Zhou Dao looked at the information in his hand and couldn't help sighing.

There are many undercover agents in the headquarters of the Demon Demon Division, and many of them are demon sealers who secretly transfer the corpses of monsters from the headquarters to the Demon Demon Division's stronghold in the capital.

This kind of blatant digging into the corner of the company is simply outrageous.

"It's shameless." Zhou Dao scolded.

"I caught a lot of big fish this time." Jiang Yuan said solemnly.

These days, he led a major purge, and uncovered a lot of undercover agents hiding in the headquarters of the Yuyao Division, among them there were even high-ranking figures like the Special Envoy of Supervision.

You know, it takes a lot of effort to train an undercover agent of this level.

One thousand undercover agents may not be able to have one person who can climb to this seat.

"These nails are inserted deep enough." Zhou Dao Ning said.

"No matter how deep it is, it will not be dug up." Wang Xiaoyi sneered.

"Is the stronghold of Zhen Mosi locked?" Zhou Dao asked.

"It's locked, let's do it tonight." A cold light flashed in Jiang Yuan's eyes.

"Make sure nothing goes wrong."

"Don't worry, I personally selected the staff, and I will never leak the rumors."

Today's Jiang Yuan has long been able to stand on his own, and if you talk about Yu Yaosi's business ability, Wang Xuanzhi can touch him.

As for Zhou Dao and Wang Xiaoyi, they can only be regarded as non-staff personnel, the kind who only get salaried and do not work.

…

Late at night, the lonely moon hangs high.

On the outskirts of the city, in a small courtyard.

The stench was as if the accumulated carrion had attracted flies, and the fermentation was disgusting.

A group of black-clothed masters kept playing with the corpses of the monsters and threw them into the huge copper urn. The dense treasures of heaven and earth were thrown into it like medicinal materials, and then scarlet grease flowed into the tank from the bottom slot. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"My lord, this is the last batch, and it will be finished tonight."

A man in black reported respectfully.

In front of him stood a young man, standing with his hands behind his back, his robes fell to the ground, and there was no trace of a cultivator on his body.

"When you're done, burn this place down." The young man said without turning his head.

"This subordinate understands." The man in black said respectfully, "I will make arrangements to evacuate."

"Let's stay."

Suddenly, a dull voice rang out under the moonlit night.

In the vast dark night, Jiang Yuan strode forward, and the majestic aura was overwhelming, covering the area for hundreds of miles.

"Yu Yaosi... You are... Jiang..." The man in black suddenly changed his face, and actually recognized Jiang Yuan's identity.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Today's Jiang Yuan's reputation is gradually rising, and he has already established his signature in battles and slaughter.

Especially in the Suppressing Demon Division, many veteran powerhouses spoke highly of the young master of the Demon Suppressing Division.

Some people even say that within twenty years, there will be a place for this person in the future Nine Gods Pillars.

"Jiang Yuan!"

In the small courtyard, it suddenly boiled.

When Jiang Yuan came, everyone showed fear and anxiety.

"You can live by binding yourself." Jiang Yuan whispered.

When a husband is in the gate, ten thousand people do not open it, and he stands still, which is enough to shock people's hearts.

"grown ups…"

At this moment, the man in black named the head couldn't help but look at the young man beside him.

"The long wind blows thousands of miles, and the old person passes away, where do you start..."

"Jiang Yuan, long time no see."

Suddenly, the young man sighed softly and turned around.

In an instant, Jiang Yuanru was shocked by an electric shock, and his eyes were full of energy. He let out a low growl and said the name.

"Qi Hao!"