Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Senran's demonic energy gathered like a black cloud and turned into a stream of light, drawing a strange trajectory on the west mountain.

At such a close distance, the fat Taoist could not avoid it.

He never imagined that this mysterious young man still had a demon weapon hidden on his body.

Fierce mans exposed, killing a thought.

hum…

The black feather arrow burst into the air, tore through the blood, and directly pierced the fat Taoist priest's shoulder.

Dripping blood splattered Xishan.

Senran's demonic energy is like a maggot on the tarsal bones, digging into the flesh, bones, internal organs... limbs and bones along the ferocious wound.

rumbling...

The fat Taoist body shook, his blood swelled, and black blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"Good kid!"

As soon as the fat Taoist raised his hand, his blood and energy gathered and turned into a small seven-inch sword.

The dragon and the tiger meet in Thailand, and the three lights are distinct.

Inside the talisman, Lingyuan magic sword.

The Demon Spirit Sword!

This is his ultimate move. After collecting all the blood and energy in his body, he condensed a mouthful of true essence, poured it all into it, visualized it at ease, and evolved into the shape of a sword.

The fat Taoist was injured by the black crossbow, his blood was tainted, and he began to decline. He couldn't fight for a long time. It could be said that this was his last blow.

"The end of the crossbow!"

Zhou Dao stepped out, blood energy surged, aggregated and fissioned, turned into fire pills, and bloomed Danxia Baidao.

"This...this...this is...Ninth Rank Fire Pill Art!?" The fat Taoist stood up, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out.

He looked at Zhou Dao in astonishment, his heart shaking uncontrollably.

The mysterious young man in front of him not only masters many long-lost Taoist methods, but he even knows the "Nine Transformations Fire Dan Gong"?

The fat Taoist line knows too much about "Nine Revolutions Fire Dan Gong".

The blood and qi turn nine, the fire pills enter the abdomen, the evil spirits are difficult to invade, and the demons are easily eliminated.

But... it's gone! ?

rumbling...

The nine-turn fire pill fell like a meteorite, and the demon spirit sword rose to the sky like a serpent.

The two forces collided.

The gust of wind blew up and turned into mighty ripples that spread around.

The two figures were shaken back.

The fat Taoist flew into the distance, breaking one tree after another, and finally smashed onto the rock wall, surrounded by two human-shaped potholes.

"Good kid, Daoist won't play with you anymore." As soon as the fat Taoist gritted his teeth, the remaining blood energy shook and bounced out of the pothole.

Immediately afterwards, a yellow talisman burned, turning into two **** of fire, wrapping the feet.

His speed suddenly increased, like a Maxima, rushing towards the distance.

The fat Taoist suffered such a big loss with his cultivation base of True Fire 5th layer, and naturally he had no face to stay.

At this moment, after Zhou Dao flew more than ten meters away, he also listened.

He watched the figure of the fat Taoist go away, but he didn't chase after him.

Zhou Daochang let out a long breath of white air, and the sweat on his body evaporated and evaporated under the blood.

This battle, seemingly in an instant, consumes too much.

After all, the opponent is the fifth level of real fire. With Zhou Dao's current strength, he can only scare him away with the Hei Ming crossbow. If he wants to win, he still owes the fire.

However, through this battle, Zhou Dao also had a thorough understanding of his own strength.

"Not bad!" Zhou Dao grinned.

With his current strength, there is no pressure to face the real fire fourth-layer master.

In the two years since entering the Yu Yao Division, Zhou Dao has grown from a mere refinement to the current level, and the speed is fast enough to move the world.

This is all thanks to the ancestors, and of course the demon slayer guards from the Yuyao Division.

Without them, Zhou Dao wouldn't be able to get so many monsters to sacrifice.

Obviously, filial piety and dedication must be carried out by Zhou Dao.

"Little Yi, this idiot, I don't know if I can make it through such a big opportunity." Zhou Dao dispersed the real stove and turned to leave.

The fat Taoist's sect inheritance is extremely domineering, and if his destiny is not enough, he will inevitably suffer doom.

On the surface, Wang Xiaoyi had a chance, but it is still unknown whether he has digested his life, especially when he is about to step into the four transformations of the refining realm.

The battle was silent and unknown.

That night.

A message reached Pingjiang Hongmen.

"What? That fat Taoist isn't here anymore?" Hong Tongling frowned as she looked at the letterhead in her hand.

That was the expert she had tried so hard to find. It was originally to deal with the Dragon King Festival. What had already been agreed upon, turned out to be an accident?

"Mother, I think that fat man is a liar." Next to him, the maid said.

Back then, when Hong Tongling brought the fat Taoist back, she didn't look like a good person. As a Taoist, she knew how to eat chicken all day long.

Hong Tongling shook his head.

The fat Taoist she met by chance, although she didn't know the details of the other party, but as the mistress of the Hong Sect, she had read countless people, and she naturally knew that the fat Taoist was not just on the surface.

"Mother, the fat man asked someone to bring a bag of things."

Hong Tongling opened the cloth bag, which was filled with grain, golden like bean sprouts.

"This is... Daomi!?" Hong Tongling was surprised.

The fat Daoist was indeed a big man, knowing that he missed the appointment, and actually sent a bag of Dao rice, but it was a bit of an expert demeanor.

"Did he say why?" Hong Tongling asked.

Such an expert will do what he says, and it stands to reason that he will never regret it innocently.

The personal maid paused slightly and nodded: "He only asked someone to bring a sentence."

"what?"

"The world is vast, Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger!"

Hong Tongling's eyes condensed, and a look of surprise appeared on her pretty face.

…

Late at night.

The mountain wind whistled, and all the trees bowed their heads.

Ping'an Town in the distance is like a sleeping baby, and it is quiet.

"Your injury should be fine!" Calm words sounded on the top of the mountain.

A thin Taoist silently looked at Ping'an Town in the distance.

"Damn, that kid is really ruthless." The fat Taoist spat.

"If you can control your mouth and cultivate with peace of mind, with your talent, you won't fall into the hands of a junior." The thin Taoist said lightly.

"Senior brother, it's not what my generation asks for a pure heart and few desires. You and I have different paths." The fat Taoist grinned and grabbed a chicken leg.

"It's hard to hold your heart, and it's hard to bend your horse... This may be your doom..." The thin Taoist shook his head, but he didn't force it.

"Senior brother, why is there such a little ghost hiding in this small town of Ping An?" The fat Taoist couldn't help but said.

His senior brother is proficient in the technique of looking at Qi, and naturally he can spy on it.

"Little Ping An Town?" The thin Taoist smiled softly, seemingly mocking.

"This place is not small, deep in the mountains and lakes, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon..."

"That kid is not bad, do you want to put him in the door wall?" The fat Taoist asked maliciously.

"I can't take the turn..." The thin Taoist turned around, and was about to leave: "You too, don't stay in the right and wrong place, that kid doesn't have to worry about it, his luck is too strong..."

The fat Taoist rolled his eyes: "Could it be that he is the one with the first luck?"

At the beginning, his senior brother saw that Wang Xiaoyi's luck was extraordinary, and he was able to rank third in this Ping'an Town, so he asked Fat Daoist to accept him as his apprentice and forged a good relationship.

The thin Taoist shook his head: "No, he ranks second."

"Second?" The fat Taoist was stunned for a moment: "Who is the first?"

"People you can't offend!"

The voice fell, and the thin Taoist turned into a sword light and broke through the air.