Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

In the Dragon King Temple, everything was dead silent, and the air seemed to freeze.

Everyone's eyes widened, staring at Lord Yan, they couldn't believe it.

Burning incense to see the Dragon King, the door opens to a destined person.

According to the rumors, only the incense of different species approved by the Dragon King can knock on this door and reach the Dragon Palace.

But... in front of me... Lord Yan...

Push... Push away?

"This...how is this possible?" The bald boy from the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce trembled, unwilling to believe it at all.

A beautiful woman pinched her plump chest, as if she wanted to thank herself for coming back from the dream.

Hibiscus turned pale, and the [Danling Fushouxiang] in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Wang Xiaoyi's eyes rolled wildly, as if he saw a ghost

...

At this moment, no one wants to believe this weird reality.

"Fuck him, it's impossible... shady? What the hell? Push it away? This... this is outrageous!"

"The gate leading to the Dragon Palace, don't you burn incense? Can you push the gate? What the hell is this?"

"I don't believe it, this is so ridiculous? Didn't you say that you were burning incense to sacrifice to the Dragon King? This guy climbed up to the altar and pushed it hard... and he pushed it away?"

In an instant, the entire ancient temple boiled.

Everyone yelled, unable to accept this fact.

At this time, even Zhou Dao was stunned and extremely puzzled.

He never dreamed that with a random push, he opened the door to the Dragon Palace.

This...how can I make sense of this?

The so-called destiny belongs to this, or maybe he has offered sacrifices to the ancestors all the year round, and his filial piety touched the heavens, so he has such incredible blessings.

"It's so awesome. As expected of Lord Yan, he is a man favored by fate."

"In the hundreds of years of the Dragon King Festival, no one has ever been able to sweep away the enemies like Lord Yan. It is contrary to common sense. I am the third grandfather of his ancestors and grandparents."

"So... can we go back to wash and sleep?"

Everyone's eyes dimmed, and the way they looked at Zhou Dao became complicated.

Originally, the major powers had been preparing for this three-year Dragon King Festival for a long time, planning secretly, and paid a great price.

These people are selected from thousands of people, and they want to shine in the Dragon King Festival and become famous.

Long ago, they were full of expectations.

Even knowing that what lies ahead is fierce competition and life-and-death struggle

These people are still fearless, because if there is a fight, there is hope of winning.

However, who would have thought that monsters like [Yan Jun] would be killed at the Dragon King Festival, and they would not even be given a chance to compete.

"My Dragon King Festival is over..."

Among the crowd, a young man in blue burst into tears, with only regret and remorse in his eyes.

In order to get a place to participate in the Dragon King Festival this time, he did not hesitate to send his beloved junior sister to the enemy's bed.

For this quota,

He even did not hesitate to betray his life-and-death brothers who had been friends for many years.

Even, for this quota, he couldn't even see his seriously ill father for the last time.

Everything is for the Dragon King Festival.

The young man in blue gave up everything and put all his eggs in one basket. He originally wanted to shine in this Dragon King Festival.

He had long fantasized about the day when he would become famous.

Such a reality will definitely come true, and his life does not allow failure at all.

However, after paying such a heavy price, his Dragon King Sacrifice had just begun before it was over.

"If you can do it all over again..."

The young man in blue brushed his face with his hands and squatted on the ground, sobbing louder and louder.

rumbling...

Inside the huge dragon gate, there was a terrible vibration sound, like the roar of dragons and tigers.

A heavy breath came out from it.

"Is it really the Dragon Palace?" Zhou Dao was beating his heart, and looked inside the door, both expectant and apprehensive.

The opportunity that the entire Pingjiang City had dreamed of, was defeated in front of his eyes.

"I'm really envious. The Dragon Palace has not been opened for many years, but now it is opened for Lord Yan."

Someone whispered, with longing in their eyes, the dragon gate has opened, there is no doubt that Lord Yan is the biggest winner of this Dragon King Festival.

His future is bright, and he may be able to reach the height of King Huolong.

"The tide fixes the dragon's fragrance, and the mysterious real dragon descends. If you ask about the law of fate, look back and see Yin and Yang!"

At this moment, a burst of light thoughts resounded, mysterious and indescribable, indescribable, like a mystery in the womb, echoing long and deafeningly.

Zhou Dao froze, turned around and looked around.

In the ancient temple, a man in commoner clothes came walking on grass shoes. His cloud was light and the wind was breezy, and his breath was peaceful, but his gestures and gestures exuded a natural charm.

"Incense is burned on the Nielong River, and the tide changes to fix the dragon's stake. Everything has already been determined, and the chances of fellow Taoists are profound. Congratulations." The commoner man smiled slightly.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, full of doubts.

Only Zhou Dao was startled and heard the clue.

That night, he lit the [Tidal Fixed Dragon Incense] on the bank of the Nielong River. Since then, he has already participated in the Dragon King Festival. Opened the dragon gate.

In fact, the Dragon King Festival has already ended since it started.

This door was reserved for Zhou Dao, and other people's work was in vain.

"Who are you?" Zhou Dao asked in a deep voice, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The young man in front of him has a lot of background, and he can actually see the opportunities and detect all kinds of changes.

For everyone, the Dragon King Sacrifice is a catastrophe of life and death, everything is already doomed, no matter who goes to the end, this door is reserved for Zhou Dao, and wading into this muddy water is equivalent to a catastrophe.

But the young man in front of him couldn't move in all directions, he sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, and didn't show up until the dragon gate opened.

He grasped the change of timing and seized this sudden ray of opportunity.

Such a person is by no means ordinary, his cultivation is so high that it surpasses everyone else, even for Mr. Wei, Xing Zhouting is like a child's play in front of him.

"The disciple of the poor Daoist Dragon Tiger Mountain, Ning Fan." The young man smiled slightly and made a bow.

"Longhu Mountain..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of gasping for air in the ancient temple.

Longhu Mountain, that is one of the six great gates in the world, has been passed down for a long time, spanning past, present and future.

Such a behemoth, its existence itself is a legend.

Throughout the ages, all disciples of Longhushan have been dressed in glory and should not be desecrated.

At this moment, Lord Yan's prestige has already been established, if anyone else steps out at this time, others will dismiss him with disdain.

But the disciples of Longhu Mountain are different.

Each of these Taoist priests has amazing means, and their supernatural powers are invincible. They can spy on one or two of them only if they have an insight into the opportunities from Ning Fan.

"The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain..."

Zhou Dao glanced at it, his eyes were cold.

These Taoist priests are indeed terrifying. In Ping'an Town that day, it was the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain who calculated everything. If Li Zangfeng hadn't made a move in the end, the inheritance of Qianyuan Cave would have already fallen into the hands of the other party, and even the entire Ping'an Town would no longer exist. .

"Fellow Daoist got a chance, I'm glad to congratulate you, but there must be a catastrophe under the chance, and there is a catastrophe hidden in this dragon gate..." Ning Fan whispered, his face neither sad nor happy.

"I also ask fellow Taoists to make it easier for you to leave now."

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