Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

There are also magical powers and magic weapons that can manipulate celestial phenomena and control mountains and rivers in Taoism.

But this kind of thing will never appear in the hands of [Refining Realm] monks.

At this moment, even Shang Tianhe on the high platform stood up abruptly, with deep surprise and disbelief in his trembling eyes.

The old man Longmen's arm trembled slightly, and his old body couldn't stop the turbulent waves in his heart.

As a strong man with nine transformations, looking at the reality in front of him, he felt unbelievable, as if he had fallen into a dream.

Control Jiang Chao? Can Lord Yan control Jiang Chao?

Grandpa Longmen is dumbfounded!

Shang Tianhe was even more caught off guard.

As for the others... Hong Tongling, Yuan Qiuyi, the Lin family, and the brains of hundreds of forces all fell into a short blank at this moment.

On the Nielong River, Zhou Dao stood on the waves like a river god, and the terrifying river tides gathered behind him, one after another, like the arms of gods and Buddhas in temples, with thousands of arms and hands, and magical powers to subdue demons.

"How is it possible... Lord Yan can control the tide of the Nielong River?"

"My god, is he a god? Can this kind of thing be done?"

"Crazy, really crazy? Am I fucking blind? Is this going to make people live?"

"Which idiot bastard just said that Lord Yan is dead? Call again? Why don't you call again? You can't do it if you are riding a horse, and your whole family can't do it."

The banks of the Nielong River were boiling.

What is a miracle?

Is this a miracle?

Over the past hundred years, the Dragon King Festival has been held so many times, but there has never been a time as thrilling and exciting as this year.

Lord Yan's prestige is destined to be immortalized in the history of Jiangcheng.

"Fellow Daoist, don't say I won't give you a chance, you can run now."

Zhou Dao grinned, the green dragon pearl in front of him released a bright light, and the river tide roared behind him, like a dragon revived, surging continuously.

"Impossible... How could you do such a thing? Who are you?" Xing Zhouting roared sharply, no longer calm and calm just now.

Under the control of Qing Jiaozhu, the river water within a hundred feet is under Zhou Dao's control.

In this way, Xing Zhouting no longer has the power of the terrain, and the [Danyuan Leifa] will break without attack.

"Run, what are you still doing?"

At this moment, someone shouted sharply.

In an instant, the surface of the river was in chaos, and everyone was running away crazily.

rumbling...

Suddenly, Zhou Dao nodded his finger, and the waves of the river behind him rolled in like a flood breaking a bank.

The terrible power has been accumulated up to now, and it erupts in an instant. Its power is as strong as a volcanic eruption, and the entire Nielongjiang seems to be turned upside down.

In an instant, the out-of-control river poured towards the shore.

Although the masters of the demon masters urged their blood to resist, under the mighty power of nature, even the monks were as weak as ants.

bang bang bang...

Under the bombardment of Jiang Lang, many masters,

It shattered directly, turned into blood powder, and scattered into the whimpering and roaring river.

Rolling waves, like hell, came out with mournful wailing sounds.

At this moment, many people already had the intention to retreat, even the onlookers on the shore began to move back.

This time the Dragon King Festival was unusual, a giant crocodile appeared, sweeping all directions, invincible in all directions, almost playing with everyone in the palm of his hand.

"Mr. Yan, you..."

In the raging river, Xing Zhouting is like a fly that fell into the soup, drifting with the current, doing whatever he wants.

"As expected of a disciple of Shenxiaomen, he has not been washed away yet."

Zhou Dao regained his energy in an instant, mobilized the green dragon beads, and he concentrated all the fierce waves of the surrounding river tide. The huge waves rolled up were more than 30 meters high, covering one side with a terrifying shadow, and shot towards Xing Zhouting. go.

"Mr. Yan, I'm ass..."

Xing Zhouting's eyeballs almost fell out, and before he could finish his sentence, he was swallowed by the terrible tide.

"I remember this kindness. I sacrificed myself and bought us a chance to escape."

"Worthy of being the big brother of Shenxiaomen, you are so righteous, what are you looking at, run away."

"After all, he is a disciple of the great sect. He is awesome. He can't beat others and still clamors. He buys us time."

Many people sighed and sighed for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

In this world, there are not many people like Xing Zhouting.

"How...how could this be..."

Hong Tongling's eyes lost her voice, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she couldn't hold herself back.

At any cost, she invited Xing Zhouting from Shenxiaomen, and she had already calculated everything.

But...the only thing this Hongmen mistress didn't expect was that the biggest dark horse on the Dragon King Festival was much more terrifying than the rumors, and could even control the tide of the river?

This simply does not leave a way for others to survive.

"Qianxun, in another ten years, Pingjiang City may be dominated by this person."

At this moment, Old Man Longmen sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Long Qianxun's face changed slightly, and he stared fixedly at the invincible figure in the river waves.

Even as the head of the Longmen Patriarch, he did not doubt the old man's judgment at all. When times change, there will be troubles.

This Dragon King Grand Sacrifice has completely forged Lord Yan's world-renowned reputation.

"Lord Cheng Si, Lord Yan's methods are too cruel..."

On the high platform, Xiao Nanfeng couldn't help reminding.

The scale and intensity of the Dragon King Sacrifice this time is simply the highest in history. Not only did a gentleman of Wei die, but under Zhou Dao's control, countless masters died in the Jiang Chao.

Shang Tianhe remained motionless, just staring at the roaring Nielongjiang.

The Dragon King Sacrifice is not just a grand sacrifice to the Dragon King, there is a lot involved in it, if you interfere at will, you will die!

"Master Cheng Si, with your strength, you should be able to keep Lord Yan." Xiao Nanfeng suddenly suggested.

From the standpoint of the demon master, there is such a terrifying master hidden in Pingjiang City, it is simply a disaster that will erupt at any time.

Even if you don't take any measures, you should find out the details of the other party.

Now is the best opportunity.

Hearing this, Shang Tianhe was noncommittal, his eyes narrowed, and he said a meaningful sentence.

"There are really dragons in this world."

As soon as the voice fell, the sky suddenly changed color, black clouds gathered and kept lowering, as if they were about to connect with the river.

Rays of thunder flashed and twisted in the black clouds like big snakes.

The wind and cloud change color, and the river waves rise and fall.

There was a strange feeling in everyone's heart.

At this moment, on the Nielong River, a huge vortex slowly emerged, and spread to Zhou Zhou at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The terrible vortex squeezed the air hard and made a harsh noise.

That kind of power seems to be able to tear everything into pieces.

"Dragon Temple...the Dragon Temple appeared..."

Someone exclaimed, with deep awe in their eyes.

There really are dragons in the world, and the Dragon Temple is the proof.

"Quick... look, Lord Yan is going down."

In the turbulent river, Zhou Dao was the closest to the vortex, especially at this time, most of the strong were dead, injured, or fled.

Facing Lord Yan's ferocity, no one dared to get close to him.

Zhou Dao took the lead and jumped into the vortex first.

He operated the [True Furnace Body], mobilized the power of the [Nine-Aperture Stone Embryo], and resisted the terrifying vortex force.

Miraculously, once it falls into the center of the vortex, there is no force around it to stop it.

He was falling faster and faster, and suddenly, his body sank and fell into a dry space.

Zhou Dao raised his head, and there seemed to be an invisible membrane above it, separating the river from the water.

Here is the deepest place in the Nielong River.

"There is really a temple!?"

Zhou Dao looked up, and there was an ancient temple standing in front of him.

The eaves and teeth are pecked high, the style is simple, and it has weathered the years, sleeping at the bottom of the Nielong River.

This temple is extremely tall, it doesn't look like it was built by humans at all, nor is it that humans come in and out to worship.

The most weird thing is that on the stone tablet next to this ancient temple, there is a strange... carp engraved! ! ?

When Zhou Dao looked at it, he felt extremely familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

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