Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Zhou Dao sacrificed his soul, his body shook, and his blood was like a silent river, as if it had stopped functioning.

Ming Yunzi's complexion changed suddenly, and he felt an invisible pressure crushing him.

There was a daze in front of him, as if he was in the shadows.

"Little ghost, do you dare to fight with me?" Ming Yunzi yelled sharply.

The soul is out of the body, extremely dangerous, using secret techniques, nothingness and unpredictable, ordinary masters can't resist it at all.

In the battle of spirits and souls, the outcome is determined, as well as life and death. A single mistake can ruin one's cultivation, and even one's life can't be saved.

Ming Yunzi has practiced Taoism for many years, how can he not know the power of it.

He himself is a master of spiritual cultivation.

With the enlightenment of the previous life and the accumulation of the current life, Ming Yunzi's spirit has already transformed into a psychic.

Exercising this method in front of him is simply playing tricks and seeking death.

"Little devil, you are too young."

Ming Yunzi yelled violently and propped his body up.

The blue hair counts down, and there is a faint light flickering between the eyebrows.

His spirit also came out of his body.

"Spiritual Snake Yin Mother Sword!"

Ming Yunzi's soul drifted like a cloud of smoke, and suddenly transformed into a big snake that appeared in the air.

This big snake was almost ten times bigger than the Little Heiyun Lord back then, with distinct scales, like polished metal armor, with a faint luster.

Ming Yunzi was a snake demon in his previous life. He was reborn as a human, awakened his mind, cultivated his soul, and naturally transformed into a snake.

"This is……"

Wang Xuanzhi's pupils suddenly shrank.

Although he doesn't understand the mystic art of soul and soul, he is a master of eight transformations after all. In the middle of nowhere, he saw a big snake in the void rushing towards Zhou Dao.

The big snake showed its ferocity, like a beam of sword light, shattering the sky, exuding a sinister aura.

He just glanced at it,

I feel trapped in it, and my spirit suddenly slumps.

"Be careful……"

Wang Xuanzhi gritted his teeth and shouted.

There was no room for him to intervene in a battle of this level.

"Do you dare to stand out in front of me with such means?" Zhou Dao shouted violently.

His soul was burning violently like a flame.

Immediately afterwards, an evil spirit stepped out of it.

His fangs are bared, his bones are with him, he is holding a trident, and his head is full of evil karma.

The wind is rolling, and the souls of the dead are crying.

This evil spirit seemed to have come out of purgatory, hungry, terrified, and desperate.

Wang Xuanzhi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he seemed to see an evil ghost manifest in midair.

With just one glance, his body couldn't help shaking, feeling deep despair.

Yasha, originally the ghost king of the ghosts, wanders the world and feeds on all living beings.

"Yasha Ghost King..." Ming Yunzi made a "clack" sound from his throat.

This is the famous evil god in the Taoist sect. Taking this as an image, the evolution of the soul is an extremely profound secret art of the soul.

It represents hunger, disaster and despair.

hum...

The Yinmu Sword of the Spirit Snake pierced through the air, and the Yaksha Ghost King held the trident tightly, and slammed it on the ground, the evil wind hunted, and ghosts cried and howled.

He opened his bloody mouth wide, his fangs were like knives, he bit down suddenly, and swallowed the spirit snake Yinmu sword alive.

"Hahaha……"

In the sky, there seemed to be evil spirits laughing, wriggling, devouring and refining.

The Yinmu Sword of the Spirit Snake struggled violently, as if it had encountered a great terror, and frantically wanted to escape.

The ghost king Yasha bit suddenly, and the sword of the spirit snake was torn into two pieces, half of which fell into the belly of the ghost king Yasha.

"Ah..." Ming Yunzi screamed, and the remaining soul returned to his body.

His aura suddenly languished, and his blood was completely defeated.

Just after a face-to-face meeting, Zhou Dao used the secret technique of the soul and swallowed half of his soul.

At this moment, Ming Yunzi was extremely weak.

His soul was severely injured, and his control over his blood energy was weak, and he no longer had the strength to fight.

Infinite fear rose in Ming Yunzi's heart, and he no longer had the arrogance and arrogance that he just wanted to kill Yu Yaosi.

The boy in front of him was stronger than he imagined.

hum...

Ming Yunzi gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

The body is like a spirit snake, taking advantage of the wind, it flies into the distance.

This is a matter of life and death, and every second counts, there is no other way to go except to escape.

"Where did the prestige just now go?" A cold voice came from behind.

Fiery blood soared into the sky, condensing into a fire pill, and the terrifying power stirred the wind, roaring towards him, with the intention of killing.

Ming Yunzi's body trembled violently, he could only hear the sound of breaking wind getting closer behind him, shaking his killing intent in a hurry.

"Little devil, you..." Ming Yunzi screamed with ferocious eyes.

Before he finished speaking, the Fire Pill came out through his body and directly passed through his chest. The dripping blood mixed with the fragments of his heart splashed all over the ground.

hum...

The fire pill dissipated and turned into blood energy like mist, covering one side.

Ming Yunzi fell into a pool of blood, and the vitality in his eyes gradually faded.

After all, he still died here, in Ping'an Town.

Many years ago, he was just a small snake in the mountains, accompanied by a lynx, and strayed into an ancient cave by mistake.

They got good luck there, paid homage to the Sun Moon Ape Demon King, and obtained the method of cultivation.

Hiding deep in the mountains for a long time, and finally achieved something.

It was only later that the lynx moved with compassion and adopted a child, causing an unwarranted disaster.

Although their cultivation bases were high, they still died in the hands of Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain.

But fortunately, he had been studying the mystic arts for many years. After his death, he was reincarnated with a trace of his remnant soul. What was even more fortunate was that he awakened the memory of his previous life.

This is an opportunity bestowed by God and a miracle of creation.

In this life, he will be able to cultivate successfully.

Compared with that lynx, he is much luckier. In the future, as more and more memories of his previous life are awakened, he may be able to hear the location of Qianyuan Cave.

pity……

All these are just delusions, dissipating with life.

Ming Yunzi slowly closed his eyes. He never dreamed that he would end up dying in Ping'an Town like that bobcat.

Everything seems to be reincarnated.

"Dead... dead..." Wang Xuanzhi was dazed, a little dazed.

Ming Yunzi, that was a master of Megatron, who was famous in Pingjiang City, but he died in Pingan Town just like that.

It was the boy in front of him who did all of this.

Demon Sealer...

Eight changes in the refining environment! ?

Wang Xuanzhi couldn't help smiling wryly, the [Number Zero] he was looking for so hard was actually right under his nose, hiding in the Demon Master, hiding his fame and fame, without showing his face.

In this way, there is really a trace of a master's demeanor.

"Master Zhensi..." Zhou Dao walked over.

"No, you must never call me that." Wang Xuanzhi waved his hands repeatedly, touching the wound, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

He looked terrified, as if sitting on pins and needles.

This is a strong man who can kill even Ming Yunzi, how can he afford to say "My lord"?

This world is like this, the strong will naturally be respected and treated with courtesy, this is instinct!

Even though Wang Xuanzhi was the governor, he didn't dare to put on airs in front of Zhou Dao, and he acted quite submissive, even in awe.

At this moment, Wang Xuanzhi vaguely understood where his chance was.

Right in front of you!

"Three calamities have been answered, and Qian Yuan will be released. After waiting for twenty years, it will still fall into my hands, Longhushan."

Suddenly, an indifferent voice came from a distance.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and a figure emerged, wearing Taoist robes and coming through the wind.

"who?"

"Poverty, Dragon Tiger Mountain!!!"