Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Chen Xiuyuan is dead!

When the body dies and the dao disappears, everything becomes empty!

At the moment of extinction, countless lights and shadows flickered in his mind.

When I was young, I was lonely and wandering.

Go deep into the mountains and get the longevity method.

Enter the capital city and pay homage to the Imperial Palace.

...

With all kinds of past events flowing in his heart, he quickly stood out among his peers by relying on the unique knowledge of the two major sects of the Imperial Palace and the Longevity Sect, touched the peak of the refining realm, and even opened an incense altar.

At that time, Chen Xiuyuan was high-spirited and arrogant.

Finally, he began to make no secret of his ambition, and challenged the most powerful generation in the Imperial Palace.

However, with just one move, he was defeated.

The kind of condescending eyes, indifferent, supercilious.

Chen Xiuyuan seems to have returned to the years of wandering in childhood, life and death without support.

From then on, he restrained his edge, sat on the top of Thunder Cloud, and practiced hard.

However, the idea of ​​chasing the man never went out.

Perhaps one day, he could stand in front of that person again and challenge him to be banished from the altar.

But now, all of this is like a dream bubble, it has become impossible.

"Ye Kong!"

Chen Xiuyuan murmured softly, his last obsession emerged in his mind.

rumbling...

The water and fire are in the same sky, the black water and the fire pill penetrated Chen Xiuyuan's body like two dragons exploring the sea, devouring the remnant body and turning it into ashes with incomparable power.

On Dongwang Mountain, the originally majestic Thunder Cloud Palace has long since been reduced to ruins.

In the smoke and dust all over the sky, there are only broken corpses and bloody blood on the ground.

The sky and the earth are vast, and the night is like a demon, only that figure is proudly isolated, exuding an invincible aura.

"Oh my god, he really pushed an incense altar in Imperial Palace!?"

"Crazy killing! Stomp on Thunder Cloud Palace, behead Chen Xiuyuan, slaughter three thousand red armor... Who is this man?"

"This is really turned upside down. No one has dared to challenge the majesty of the Imperial Palace for so many years. No one in the sky and on the earth can save him anymore."

In the distance, the eyes of those who witnessed this battle were filled with shock and awe.

Not to mention strength, just Zhou Dao's courage makes them daunting.

Not to mention that Zhou Dao leveled the entire Thunder Cloud Palace by himself.

Such a feat has never happened in twenty years.

rumbling...

Zhou Dao slapped down the ruins, and Ha Shiqi got out carrying Hong Ming on his back.

"Go first." Zhou Dao said in a deep voice.

Ha Shiqi comprehended it, and he swelled with a monstrous aura, turned into a black shadow, and disappeared into the vast night.

Zhou Dao turned around and stepped through the ruins, revealing a strange and incomplete inscription, which is the [Wordless Sky Monument].

"This is a baby!?" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up.

Just now, Chen Xiuyuan used this martial arts to increase the power of the Nine-Turn Fire Alchemy.

There are vertical and horizontal ravines on it, which are mysterious and extraordinary, but it is somewhat similar to the "Japanese inscription" in [Deyiyuan].

It even has a similar charm to the [Rage God Talisman Technique] of Imperial Palace.

These are all ancient ways of Taoism, the secrets of heaven are hidden deep, and there are no written words, only the heart-to-heart seal and enlightenment of supernatural powers.

"good stuff!"

As soon as Zhou Dao raised his hand, he put the [Wordless Sky Monument] into the green pan treasure bag.

With this inscription, compared with the [Raging God Talisman Technique] and reflecting the "Japanese inscription", Zhou Dao's distance from Liancheng Sunset Sect's Taoism has taken a step further.

hum...

At this moment, in the ruins, a ray of thunder filled the air, making a crackling sound.

Zhou Dao caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and it was the [Giant Spirit Thunder Pond].

This is also a rare magic weapon, which ranks third rank just like the black water piece.

In fact, the quality of the giant spirit thunder pool is infinitely close to that of a second-grade magic weapon.

If it weren't for the extremely special materials used in the Black Water Sword, it might not be able to suppress this treasure.

"Good stuff, don't miss it." Zhou Dao raised his hand.

Turbulent thunder light shot up from the ruins, and the giant spirit thunder pool fell into Zhou Dao's hands.

With this treasure,

Cooperating with Longxi Pill, Zhou Dao can open the nine orifices in the shortest time and step into the peak of refining realm.

Zhou Dao killed Chen Xiuyuan, slaughtered three thousand red armors, obtained two treasures, and saved Ha Shiqi and Hong Ming. The anger in his heart just calmed down a little bit. He reluctantly gave up, turned and left, and disappeared into the vast night .

"Then... that evil star is gone?"

"Quick, spread the news quickly, this is breaking the sky."

"I dare to take off the signboard of Imperial Palace, this time the capital is very lively."

All of a sudden, Dongwang Mountain was crowded with people, and the masters from all sides were excited and passed on news one after another.

A few days ago, Wu Yuanmeng from Imperial Palace died in Lin'an Mansion, which was considered a shock at that time.

After all, he was a disciple of the Imperial Palace and the blood of the Wu family, so it was unbelievable to act so perversely.

But compared with today's, that incident is simply nothing.

Although that "Lord Yan" was lawless, he was outside the capital after all.

However, tonight, the evil star hit the door directly, whoever is fierce and who is weak, the judge will be judged.

"It's going to change!"

Someone looked at the sky, the black clouds were about to break, the strong wind suddenly picked up, and a wave suddenly rose, causing layers of ripples.

...

It was late at night, the full moon was falling in the west, and the jackdaws were startled.

At the foot of Dongwang Mountain, a figure staggered. He was covered in tattered clothes, stained with blood, his eyes were lifeless, and his right arm was hanging limply. It seemed that he no longer belonged to him.

Wu Antong, this young master is the only survivor of this catastrophe.

However, at this moment, his eyes were blank, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in the moment when the Thunder Cloud Palace was destroyed.

The bloody killings and the terrifying battle locked his heart like a demon, and the ambition and pride of the past were completely annihilated, and all that remained was fear.

He was wrong, he was really wrong.

From the very beginning, he should not have listened to Chen Xiuyuan and got involved in this dispute.

There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people, so what if it is the son of Marquis Shenwu?

So what if he is a disciple of Imperial Palace?

In front of that man, she still turned into flying ashes, never to exist forever.

Wu Antong was walking aimlessly, the moon was bright and the stars were rare, and the world was vast. Suddenly, he felt that he seemed extremely redundant, as incompetent as a waste.

I don't know how long it took, in the darkness, a man with a generous figure came, and with a gust of wind, he appeared in front of him.

Wu Antong looked up, his eyes trembled slightly, and he fell to his knees with a plop, tears streaming out uncontrollably.

"Father……"

"Niezi, do you know how much trouble you have caused!?" Marquis Shenwu sighed.

He already knew about the things on Dongwang Mountain, and as a prince, he had no choice but to come in person.

God is sorry to see, Wu'an Tong has never been robbed.

However, there was no joy in Shenwuhou's eyes, but disappointment instead.

"I told you that if you are too arrogant, there will be great disaster." Marquis Shenwu shook his head: "Your talent is good, but your heart..."

Wu Antong knelt on the ground, his right hand was clenched tightly, and his left arm was hanging limply.

"The world is vast, so what are you?" Marquis Shenwu said ruthlessly.

"I was wrong!" Wu Antong finally said with tears in his eyes.

The changes in the past few days are more rapid than what he has experienced in his life.

"Ugh……"

Marquis Shenwu looked at his distraught son and sighed softly: "From today, I will imprison you for ten years."

"Father..." Wu Antong suddenly raised his head, looking at Marquis Shenwu with some suspicion.

"In the past ten years, you should face the wall and practice hard." Marquis Shenwu's indifferent face was not moved at all.

Bao Jianfeng came out of sharpening, and he hoped that the ten years of captivity would wash away all the brilliance of Wu Antong and transform him completely.

ten years!

This son of Marquis Hou, who is used to seeing the colorful world, will bid farewell to this world for ten years.

"I understand, father!" Wu Antong lowered his head, surprisingly did not refute.

...

Beijing, Tianxiang Building.

This is one of the largest gold consumption caves in the capital city, and it is also the gentle hometown that all men dream of. Even Wang Xiaoyi regards this place as a dreamland.

In the wing room, the lingering incense is floating, like a free and agile little snake, overflowing every corner of the room.

In the refreshing fragrance, it seems that the golden lotus is blooming again, graceful and graceful.

A fair-skinned woman poked out a pink and tender arm like a broken lotus root from the gauze curtain. With a light tap of her slender fingers, the red candle on the table lit up.

"It's so late, what's the matter?" The woman whispered, her voice was like a spring breeze in Pinghu, making people's hearts flutter.

"Just now, someone leveled the Thunder Cloud Palace, beheaded Chen Xiuyuan, and slaughtered three thousand red armors!"

Outside the door, a respectful report came.

All of a sudden, the incense in the room vibrated, the candlelight trembled, and the white and pink arm froze slightly, showing the violent fluctuation of emotions.

"Unexpectedly, thirty-three years later, another ruthless man will be born, so similar to him back then."

After a long time, in the wing room, a lonely sigh resounded, revealing the possibility of sorrow and sadness.

"Mistress, that person is so brave, I'm afraid it won't last long." Outside the door, the voice sounded again.

"The Imperial Palace must retaliate, so I will definitely not let it go." The woman said softly, "I will order you to mobilize all the eyeliners in the capital. If you find traces of this person..."

"Point to a way out!"

"Mistress..." Outside the door, the voice was startled for a moment, then hurriedly said.

"Didn't you hear?" The woman spoke again, with a heavier tone.

"Understood!"

Outside the door, footsteps sounded, gradually moving away.

"Thirty-three years, it's the Yuan King Dharma Assembly again!"

In the wing room, there is a sound of loneliness, like a pool of autumn water, infecting frost and melancholy.

...

Headquarters of Yuyaosi!

The commotion in Dongwang Mountain was too great, the three thousand red armors were wiped out, and the demon-killing guards came out in a file, responsible for maintaining law and order, for fear that something might happen at this time and affect the capital.

"Who is so fierce? Even dare to serve the plate of Imperial Palace?"

After receiving the notification, Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong rushed to the Monster Yusi to inquire about the situation.

Wang Xuanzhi had grown up in the capital, and knew the importance of Imperial Palace.

As for the fact that Ma Yinglong was born in the world's first demon family, he is even more aware of the background and authority of the Imperial Palace.

In the land of the capital, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, someone dared to challenge the Imperial Palace and flattened an incense altar. It was lawless and extremely crazy.

"Could it be someone from Zhenmasi?"

"I don't know. I can't find any traces or information about this person before he came to Beijing. It should be hidden." A flag leader said solemnly.

This kind of person is the most troublesome, and it is impossible to investigate.

"Looks like it really belongs to the Zhenmagic Division." Wang Xuanzhi picked up the tea bowl: "Where do you stay?"

"After this person entered the capital, he settled in Yanshan [Deyiyuan], and his name... seems to be Zhou Dao!"

puff……

Wang Xuanzhi staggered, and sprayed out all the tea in his mouth.

"What did you say his name was?"

"Zhoudao, what's the matter?"

Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong looked at each other, and they could see deep shock and doubt in each other's eyes.

This riding horse shouldn't just happen to have the same name.

Sure enough, this ancestor is restless wherever he goes, how long has he been in Beijing? It directly poked a hole in the sky.

"My mother!"

Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong broke out in a cold sweat.

...

Imperial Palace!

In the palace of the burial king!

The faint fire light illuminated the round table in the center of the palace, and figures emerged, like ghosts of dead souls, sneaky and mysterious, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Everyone, do you know everything?"

The cold voice resounded in the hall, and the echo suddenly reverberated, reverberating unconsciously.

"How courageous, since Zhou Xuan, no one has dared to challenge the authority of our Imperial Palace for a long time."

"That kid is also surnamed Zhou! Is this a coincidence?"

"Nonsense, back then when the powers took action and set up a killing scheme, their father and son would be kings, and they would never appear in this world again."

A series of terrifying wills are intertwined with each other.

"Everyone!"

At this moment, at the top of the round table, that stalwart voice said sharply.

"I summoned you not to discuss the previous King Yuan, so don't speak nonsense."

"That kid used black water. It is rumored that one of the seventy-two caves [Jiao Demon King] forged a black water sword."

"It seems that this son has something to do with [Heiyuan Cave], so send experts to question him."

"Then what about this kid?"

"Of course they were killed. If they send a priest, they will be killed at will."

Above the main hall, these high and mighty beings decided Zhou Dao's life and death with just a few words.

Sacrifice, that is a terrifying existence above the refining realm, a master who has stepped into the real realm.

"To deal with a little ghost, even dispatching a strong man in the real world, wouldn't it make people laugh at me that there is no one in the Linggong Palace?"

"This is the only way to be safe. To be able to flatten the Thunder Cloud Palace, you must not be an ordinary brat."

Suddenly, a dispute arose in the hall.

"There's no need to argue, let Ye Liuyun go."

At this moment, the stalwart voice at the top made a final decision and made a final decision.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one refuted.

With Ye Liuyun's attack, he can sweep away the experts in the refinement realm, without any suspense at all.

...

The capital city in the night is still lit up like daylight.

The towering city walls are like undulating dragons, stretching for hundreds of miles, bearing the invasion of cold wind.

On the city wall, Li Zangfeng looked indifferently into the distance.

"Hey, you little apprentice is really not a fuel-efficient lamp. You just got into such a big disaster when you first came to the capital."

In the darkness, an old voice resounded, revealing a deep smile.

"I asked him to practice Taoism, and he ran out to kill people... just like him." Li Zangfeng shook his head.

To be honest, he was a little surprised when he received the news.

It has only been a month since Zhou Dao entered Beijing, and he is not even in the capital, but far away in the eastern suburbs.

Under such circumstances, it was even possible to have a relationship with the Imperial Palace, and leveled an incense altar.

Such an ability to cause trouble surprised even Tangtang Jianzhu.

"As his master, you still have to clean up this mess."

Li Zangfeng frowned slightly, and shook his head: "He's too impatient, it's not the right time yet."

"What are you afraid of? The King Yuan Fa Conference is about to begin!"

In the dark night, that old laughter sounded again.

"Speaking of which, I haven't moved this old bone for a long time."

Heavy steps resounded on the city wall, every step sounded like a bell and a drum.

Under the moonlight, an old man walked slowly, with a strong smile on his face, he was the concierge, Uncle Qin! !