Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Invincible starts from offering sacrifices to the Patriarch. Chapter 205 of the main text volume, the ghosts cry under the red umbrella, and the strange and low-pitched singing. In the life, the red robe is holding the oil-paper umbrella, walking towards the moonlight, his body is like a stage, his steps are like a ghost Pass by the window wall and come to the courtyard.

Jiang Yuan's soul was shaken, showing an expression of incomparable horror.

At this moment, he thought of a lot.

When I was young, the old man often said that some people's fire is too weak, and their souls leave their bodies. They will meet lonely ghosts looking for substitutes. Once they are hooked, their lives will be lost.

What's more, if you encounter a ghost who wanders in the night, a scarlet umbrella, and a chain for seducing souls, even a monk can't escape being arrested, and his soul will be seduced away, and he will be crushed into the ghost capital of the underworld.

Jiang Yuan's soul trembled, staring at the red robe.

He knew that he might have encountered an accident, so he subconsciously turned around and returned to his physical body.

"How can it be so easy?" The red robe made an icy voice, the oil-paper umbrella shook slightly, and a desperate suction surged in, covering Jiang Yuan vigorously.

"Don't..." Jiang Yuan roared in a low voice.

At this time, he was a divine soul, nothing was real, and there was no sound at all in the courtyard.

He struggled under the cover of that suction force.

"Little ghost, the soul is not weak." The red robe said lightly.

He stepped forward, revealing his true face. That face was like a mask on a stage, with heavy oil paint, white face and red lines, eyes like ringed leopards, and frowned eyebrows.

hum...

Under the Chiluo umbrella, bursts of laughter sounded, revealing madness and weirdness, as if a ghost wanted to take Jiang Yuan away.

"Ghost head...ghost head..."

At this moment, Jiang Yuan's soul was shaken, and he couldn't help but hear the ghost head stone sculpture in front of the building.

A fierce and domineering aura escaped from the soul.

"Huh?" The man in the red robe frowned, showing surprise.

Just now Jiang Yuan's spirit changed, although it was only for a moment, it actually offset some of the suction.

"What a special kid."

Under the dark night, interest arose in that red robe, and the red umbrella turned gently.

Jiang Yuan let out a scream, no longer able to resist, and was about to be absorbed and swallowed by it.

"There are still experts like you in Pingjiang City?"

At this moment, a contemptuous voice sounded in the courtyard.

Jiang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he felt the irresistible suction suddenly disappear. He raised his head suddenly, but saw a figure standing in front of him, it was Zhou Dao impressively.

"Huh? Master!"

The brows and eyes of the red robe were condensed, looking at Zhou Dao's spirit, revealing a heavy look.

To be able to block his red canopy so lightly, he is undoubtedly a master, and he is a master with terrifying attainments in the spirit and soul.

"Humans, step back." The man in the red robe said in a low voice.

Although he saw Zhou Dao's details, he was not afraid.

"All the ghosts in the world are guarded by me, so don't make mistakes."

When Jiang Yuan heard this, his heart skipped a beat. The red robe in front of him was really a sin! ?

"You don't need to pretend to be a ghost, do you think I don't know about the night tour of the soul?" Zhou Dao sneered.

What kind of cultivation he is, you can see it at a glance, the tall and thin red-robed man in front of him is also a spirit, but the spirit and mystic technique he cultivates is extremely special, and he interprets the appearance like a ghost like a god.

"If you don't respect ghosts and gods, you also come with me."

The tall and thin man suddenly yelled, and his red robe was like a pocket, covering Zhou Dao.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan's eyes widened, and he saw countless human heads surging under the red robe, men, women and children,

Different shapes, clustered under the red robes, they laughed wildly, and they wanted to drag Zhou Dao into it.

The red robe is like a ghost flag, and the order is to suppress all ghosts.

Such a vision is recorded in ancient books.

In the past, there were turmoil and wars in the year of disaster.

In the deep mountains, there are Yin soldiers borrowing the way, and the ghostly aura is so strong that the people in the nearby mountains are all afraid.

Until later, under the moonlit night, a red robe came down, and under the umbrella, all ghosts were subdued. From then on, there were no more yin soldiers in that deep mountain.

Some people say that the red robe has an extraordinary origin, and all ghosts are ordered to obey.

Among many Taoist sects, there are great talents who copy their portraits, cultivate their spirits, hang them in a quiet room, and ward off all kinds of ghosts and evil spirits.

"Good face!" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up, and instead of retreating, he stepped forward.

Ever since he succeeded in cultivating the soul, he has never met an opponent on this path.

Immediately, his soul was shaken, and he changed suddenly. His karma was burning like a fire, his waist was hanging on his bones, ghosts were crying behind him, and his feet were dead.

"The corpses are all over the floor, Yasha ghost king!?" The tall and thin man recognized it at a glance.

Hundreds of ghosts cry at night, but they can't suppress the Yasha ghost king.

Under the red robe, the heads suddenly revealed expressions of horror.

The ghost king Yaksha reached out with his big hand, and the fire of karma was like hell, billowing and burning, swaying with terrifying power.

This scene directly made Jiang Yuan dumbfounded.

He was so overwhelmed that he could hardly control himself.

"Too...too strong..."

Jiang Yuan roared in his heart, Zhou Dao's strength subverted his cognition once again.

So Taoism competition can be so mysterious?

It turns out... this is the real practice.

"Who the hell are you?" the tall and thin man snapped.

He flapped his red robe, turned his umbrella, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword.

He didn't expect that there was such a master hidden in Pingjiang City, who was so terrifying that even he couldn't take it down.

rumbling...

Zhou Dao was silent, and the ghostly aura was like a huge net, pushing across.

The red robe is like fire, and the ghosts cry at night.

The two figures collided together.

In an instant, gusts of dark wind swept across the backyard, and under the gloomy firelight, two figures crossed Cairo.

That red robe turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

"Ghost without a trace..."

Zhou Dao looked at the wisp of dissipated smoke, and couldn't help showing surprise.

The man's soul danced like a ghost fire, and it seemed like a projection from a distance of a hundred miles. The way he used his soul like this was really amazing.

Zhou Dao can conclude that this person's attainments in the realm of the soul are not inferior to his. If he really takes action, it will be quite interesting.

"Interesting, the water in Pingjiang City is really deep, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Zhou Dao's intentions were still unfinished, he just had a little interest, and the other party left before he had fully enjoyed himself.

"grown ups……"

Jiang Yuan's soul was still floating there, his figure was vain, and his eyes showed awe and bewilderment.

Obviously, the fight just now was a big shock to him, subverting many things in his cognition.

"I'll find you another day." Zhou Dao waved his hand, and Jiang Yuan's soul returned to his body.

The first out-of-body experience cannot be away from the body for too long.

Sure enough, just as Jiang Yuan returned to his body, his body froze and he passed out.

Zhou Dao glanced at it, turned and left.

Originally, tonight, he suddenly had a thought, come over and have a look, who would have thought that he would actually help Jiang Yuan prevent a catastrophe and protect him.

One peck and one drink, unfathomable, in the dark, really mysterious.

...

Yuntai Building.

This is the largest theater building in Pingjiang City. Together with Yujing Building, Wanhua Building and Nanxu Square, it is called "three buildings and one square", which is known to almost all women and children.

At this moment, an elegant room.

The fragrance is lingering, the charcoal fire is burning on the stove, and the boiling water is boiling.

A slender man stood up, walked to the railing, looked at the quiet Pingjiang City, his bright eyes that were enough to make women envious were shining with a different kind of splendor.

"Pingjiang City is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

A sigh, revealing a different kind of charm, like reciting and singing in an opera, the lingering sound is endless.

"Boss Xiao, the Patriarch of the Yuan Clan is here to pay a visit."

At this moment, there was a rush of announcements coming in from the door.

"Go back, I'm tired today."