Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Zhenlu Mountain is the last barrier to the Longhu Mountain Sacred Tomb. Passing through this mountain, you can reach the Sacred Tomb.

Zhou Dao escorted the thirteenth prince for ten days and stopped here to rest. Who would have thought that he would encounter this scene.

Zhou Dao held the little black cat in his arms and looked at the little devil with interest, with a compelling light in his eyes.

"Stranger, what are you talking about?"

Chen Xiaofan's arm holding the strange blade dropped, his cold eyes filled with vigilance.

"Interesting, the great demon is so vigilant. You have good vision and know that I can kill you." Zhou Dao whispered.

The mountain breeze blew into the temple through the broken windows, ruffling the corners of Zhou Dao's clothes, and a golden feather emerged.

"Monster Control Division!?"

Chen Xiaofan's expression suddenly changed, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Deep in the mountains and swamps, far away from the teachings of the imperial court, but still aware of the reputation of the Demon Control Division.

For ordinary people, it is a life-saving talisman that protects safety.

For the Taoist sect, it was a behemoth that could rival the six major sects.

For monsters, the Demon Control Division is an eternal enemy.

Rumble…

Chen Xiaofan took a step forward, and the strange blade in his hand glowed with cold light. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a slender scimitar, which actually blended with the flesh and blood of his arm.

Buzz…

When the sword fell, the ground shook, and the sword's light shone like a crescent moon in the long sky. It didn't know where it came from or where it was going, and it was aimed at Zhou Dao's head.

Almost at the same moment, Zhou Dao stood still, his sword energy surging around his body, as if a torrent was sweeping through him, breaking the sword light.

Bang bang bang...

The terrifying aura shattered the temple. Zhou Dao flicked his finger, and a ray of true energy overflowed and turned into a protective film, covering the children who were already trembling with fear.

"I didn't expect that the Demon Control Division's hand could reach so far, even reaching the Shiwanling Mountain in the southern border."

A cold and heavy voice came from the smoke and dust.

Chen Xiaofan soared into the sky, hunched over, his right arm cracked, and his white bones stretched wildly, like the limbs of an insect.

"Why? With such magical powers, why do you want to protect these bugs?"

Chen Xiaofan's voice no longer sounded like a human being, and the awe-inspiring demonic power soared into the sky, like a gray beam of light, shining hundreds of miles away.

The ground cracked, and in the scattered smoke and dust, the originally young body was completely torn apart, and a huge mantis crawled out of the withered skin.

The four arms were more than three meters long, waving in the air like scythes. The rounded head shone like a gem, and there was a mark like a full moon on the forehead.

Night crying mantis! ?

The "Monster Control Division Work Manual" records this kind of monster.

The Night Crying Mantis has ancient demon blood in its body.

It is said that this kind of monster is born of resentment. If a person with great merits dies in vain and is abandoned in the mountains, resentment will turn into seeds. On the night of the full moon, mantises all over the mountain will jump out and crawl into the body of the corpse. , become nourishment.

For seven days and seven nights, a new life will be born in that skin, with four arms like knives, crying like a demon at night, feeding on human greed, breeding demonic power, and becoming lawless, which is called the "night crying mantis".

"The Shiwanling Mountain in the south is really extraordinary. I encountered such monsters as soon as I arrived here." Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh.

But he didn't panic at all. Although the Night Crying Mantis was powerful, it was nothing in front of Zhou Dao.

Buzz…

Suddenly, the big demon moved, and the demon power in the sky suddenly dissipated. The next moment, roaring like fire filled the four demon arms.

"Humans, only killing can lead to peace." The corners of the Night Crying Mantis' mouth raised, revealing a cruel smile.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Zhou Dao like a flash of sword light. His four arms were like swords, and a strange sword light intertwined in the air, as if he was enveloped by a fan, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Master..."

At this moment, the Thirteenth Prince, who was held in Wang Xiaoyi's arms, couldn't help shouting, his little face turned pale with fear.

That was a big demon, and its terrifying demonic power had already made him frightened.

Not to mention that the sky-wide sword light was like a cage, blocking all Zhou Dao's retreat routes. Wherever the sword light reached, there was only defeat.

In fact, the Night Crying Mantis is a natural master of swordsmanship. Even among Taoist sects, there are swordsmen who go to the mountains to pray to this demon and observe the trajectory of its sword use in order to achieve breakthroughs.

Buzz…

The sword flashes suddenly, it is as quiet as ripples in a cold pool, and it moves like angry thunder. It rushes and attacks suddenly, and the killing is inevitable.

Rumble…

At this moment, Zhou Dao's robes cluttered, and the evil dragon roared and roared, filling his whole body.

Looking from a distance, Zhou Dao's body seemed to be filled instantly like a rubber ball, and the powerful concussive force shattered the falling sword light into pieces.

"Um?"

At this moment, outside the temple, the man sharpening the knife suddenly raised his head, his long hair covering his eyes, but the gleam of surprise could not be concealed in his hair.

Bang bang bang...

Several explosions were heard, the sword light shattered, and Zhou Dao's body was filled with true energy like a dragon, exuding a fierce and terrifying aura.

Buzz…

Night Crying Mantis was shocked. She knew that she had encountered a powerful enemy and that the human being in front of her was not an ordinary person.

In a life-and-death fight, victory or defeat can only happen in a split second.

The full moon mark between its eyebrows bloomed with a compelling light, and its four arms were like knives, with dense lines appearing, like demonic talismans, polishing the sharp edge until it was as cold as light.

Buzz…

The waving blade arm drew a strange arc, and every trajectory seemed to contain a set of extremely powerful killing intent.

This big monster lives in the deep mountains and has been cultivating for hundreds of years. The thousands of swords have long since worn away its form in the refinement of human greed and desire, leaving only its spirit.

Thousands of sword intentions were finally melted into one furnace.

Blade storm!

The sharp sword light was densely packed, like spring water blown by the night wind, causing ripples and convulsions in all directions.

Rumble…

At this moment, a figure walked through the storm formed by the sword light in the sky. His whole body's true energy roared, like a dragon entwining, easily shattering the terrifying sword light.

The big hand pressed down, and the terrifying power caused cracks to appear on the four blade arms.

"you……"

Night Crying Mantis opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhou Dao's face, showing deep fear.

It underestimated Zhou Dao's terrifying power, and even its weird and extremely powerful demon sword could not harm him in the slightest.

In fact, the Night Crying Mantis is not weak. The middle-level monster, combined with the weird sword skills, is enough to kill the strong ones in the Guiyuan level.

Over the past hundred years, a total of thirty-nine masters of the True Realm died in his hands, of which twenty-seven were in the [Building Qi Realm] and nine were in the [Guiyuan Realm].

With such combat power, such experience, and secret accumulation, maybe one day I can set foot on the upper realm of the Great Demon.

Unfortunately, she met Zhou Dao.

After cultivating the [Returning to the Origin Realm], Zhou Dao's Evil Dragon Qi Returning to Origin Liquid can transform the spiritual energy of heaven and earth using the breathing method, which is almost a hundred times less than its original value.

With this physical body and Nielong Qi, he is naturally not afraid of this level of sword energy.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust."

Zhou Dao indifferently pointed out a point, right in the center of Night Crying Mantis's eyebrows, and Nie Longqi was like a sharp sword, directly piercing the latter's head.

The Night Crying Mantis stiffened, all its demonic power escaped uncontrollably, and then collapsed suddenly.

A big demon died in front of this ancient temple in the mountains.

It has been running for hundreds of years, and it is unknown how many human desires have been harvested by temptation, causing them to turn swords against their relatives and friends, and are eventually swallowed up by their own desires, leading to the abyss of despair.

In the past, some masters came and wanted to subdue him, but they all died under the terrifying sickle-blade arm.

He has been in power for hundreds of years, and has been killing for hundreds of years. With hatred towards the evil world, he vents his resentment to his heart's content...

The crying mantis at night finally met its fate.

"Humanity……"

At the last moment, the image of a girl in white appeared in the mind of Night Crying Mantis.

That's the past it can never go back to.

"I will still be a demon in my next life."

Rumble…

In the scattered smoke and dust, the Night Crying Mantis truly died.

"God, God saved our lives."

The group of children were stunned and kept thanking Zhou Dao.

"Let's go back."

Zhou Dao waved his hand, and the children seemed to be blown up by the wind, slowly falling towards the distant village where the smoke was rising.

"It's over." Wang Xiaoyi looked relaxed and pinched the Thirteenth Prince's cheek.

"Master is so amazing." The thirteenth prince's pale face finally regained some vitality.

As a prince, there are not many opportunities to witness such bloody actual battle scenes.

"I'm lucky, I got a big demon before I even entered the sacred tomb."

A smile appeared on Zhou Dao's face, and he sacrificed the big demon, not knowing what kind of reward he would get.

Bang bang...

At this moment, a burst of applause resounded in the mountains.

"Using force to break magic, he is worthy of being a master of the Demon Control Division."

Zhou Dao couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he heard the sound.

In the distance, a man who was sharpening a knife outside the temple came over. His hair was disheveled and he was wild and unruly. He was holding a rusty knife in his hand.

"who are you?"

"Pindao Longhu Mountain, Mingdong Tower."