Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

The last stone inscription records the origin of the Zhou royal family.

Under Cangshan Mountain, the ancestors of this lineage once met a wandering Taoist priest...

"Taoist!?" Zhou Dao's brows showed a solemn expression.

He seemed to see a shadow wandering in the long river of time, like a ghost of the dead, invisible but omnipresent.

"Brother Dao, what kind of teachings did that Taoist priest pass down?" Wang Xiaoyi was surprised and unsure.

On the stone carvings, the Taoist priest climbed the mountain to teach the Dharma. The situation changed, evil tribulations came from all directions, the sun was dark, and the mountains and rivers were in chaos.

"Pure Yang Certificate of Immortality!?"

Zhou Dao looked at the records on the stone carvings with a strange expression.

According to records, the wandering Taoist priest taught the ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty a method that could refine all the evil spirits, purify the soul of pure Yang, and reincarnate for hundreds of generations without dying.

"Taoist Liyang!?" Zhou Dao's heart moved slightly, and he instantly thought of this legendary master from two thousand years ago.

It is said that Liyang Taoist is a descendant of the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty. He was lonely since he was a child. He entered the palace as a slave and became an eunuch when he was young. Therefore, he became the valet of Emperor Wu in his youth.

The young Emperor Wu discovered that Taoist Liyang was different and took him to practice together, thus changing his destiny.

After coming of age, Emperor Wu and Liyang Taoist once traveled around the world, went deep into the mountains and rivers, excavated the tombs of their ancestors, and stole magical powers and secrets.

On this road, Liyang Taoist gradually grew up, had his own will, and found a path he saw.

"Throughout the ages, all the great masters in the early stage followed the methods of their predecessors, and they were ignorant and followed the same steps. But when they reached a certain level, they could understand their own minds and see their own gods..."

Zhou Dao thought thoughtfully, Taoist Liyang and Emperor Qin Wu may have found what they were looking for after excavating ancient tombs one after another.

This can be seen from the subsequent fate of the two.

Emperor Wu of Qin dominated the world and embarked on a path that was not weak to Taizu. The martial arts of Qin reached its peak in this dynasty. Changsheng, Taiyi, and Panhuang were destroyed one after another. Tao kings were as powerful as those rarely seen in the past. It never concealed Emperor Wu's edge.

As for Liyang Taoist, he abandoned the mortal world, stayed away from the royal court, took refuge in Longhu Mountain, and spent his whole life pursuing the pure Yang way of immortality.

This is the longevity method left by the ancestors of the Zhou royal family.

"Taoist Liyang must have been to this tomb." Zhou Daoning said.

"The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty will finally practice this method..." Wang Xiaoyi looked around at the stone carvings.

The biggest secret of the Zhou royal family is recorded here.

This clan is known as immortality. Starting from the ancestor, every generation has participated in the art of pure Yang of the soul.

"Is this technique fake?" Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but ask.

Refining all Yin evil and pure Yang to live forever... If it is true, then wouldn't the Zhou royal family prosper from generation to generation and live forever?

In this way, what kind of terrifying clan is this?

"That Taoist priest is weird... the method he passed down has huge flaws and is not complete..." Zhou Dao said in a deep voice.

Between heaven and earth, throughout the ages, if there is anyone who can live forever, it is only Yuan Zu.

The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty tried to get involved in immortality and use the pure Yang soul to prove the way to infinite immortality. Naturally, it was illusory and impossible.

"That's why they banned the Yuan King Dharma Assembly and opened the Central Tomb. They wanted to use the power of Yuan Ancestor to perfect this method and truly achieve immortality..."

Zhou Dao couldn't help but look at the coffin on the nine-story high platform. The ancestors of the Zhou royal family might be buried inside.

The being who passed down the pure Yang Wuji way.

He sleeps here, hoping that one day, pure Yang will be reborn, break out of the cocoon, and return to this rolling world of mortals.

"Immortal... Immortal... Apart from him, who else in this world can live forever?" Zhou Dao murmured softly.

For Sunset, this is the ultimate irony.

That terrifying existence that ignores heaven and earth, controls the world of mortals, and looks down on all living beings is actually the only immortal creature in the world.

"The world is afraid of him, but they are chasing him... This is Yuanzu, this is longevity..."

Zhou Dao's expression was indifferent, and his magic power rose into the sky, like a vast ocean, crossing the tomb.

The next moment, he took one step forward and appeared on the nine-story high platform.

Rumble…

Suddenly, the Imperial Tomb of the Great Zhou Dynasty shook violently, and cracks spread along the ground in all directions.

Mountains and rivers are turbulent, rivers are boiling, dark clouds gather in the sky, and deafening thunder flashes.

This is the imperial mausoleum of the former dynasty. Even if it is destroyed, there is still luck left and the dragon energy is entrenched.

At this moment, the fierce power was revealed, like the anger of the gods, and the former imperial mausoleum instantly became a place of death.

Rumble…

At this moment, a colorful wave of light seeped out from the void, calming the storm, turning yin and yang, locking the universe, and suppressing the sudden vision.

"Senior Qi Zhu..." Zhou Dao was slightly moved.

The Nine Divine Pillars are tall and worthy of being a monument of spiritual practice in this era, and their methods are unpredictable.

The magical ability of the Qi Pillar to control the secrets of heaven and earth and transform all the ways with Qi is beyond the imagination of today's Zhou Dao.

Buzz…

Suddenly, on the nine-story high platform, the ancient bronze coffin shook violently.

A sword appeared, extinguishing the void, floating on the side of Yin and Yang, floating in the shadow, containing all living things.

The moment this sword light appeared, all the calamities in the world disappeared, and thousands of strange phenomena disappeared, as if all the energy in the world could not withstand the sharp edge of this sword light.

"Jue Tian Dao!?" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up.

This is not so much a knife as it is a ray of light, seven inches of time, and it is clearly there in an instant. It is fleeting and difficult to grasp.

"There is time in heaven and earth to kill ghosts and gods..."

Zhou Dao looked at the knife in front of him, his eyes blurred, as if in a dream.

The greatest power in the world is time. Under this power, even if the world will grow old, the ghosts and gods will also decay.

The appearance of Jue Tian Sword is like a period of time, cutting off the fetters of heaven and earth, cutting off the fetters of void. With that killing, there is great liberation and freedom.

"Seven Kills Sect... This is the Seven Kills Sect..." Zhou Dao was in a daze, as if he had a new understanding of this strange sect.

He stepped forward and reached out with his right hand for the Jue Tian Sword that was within reach.

"Prince Yuan, can you get your hands on the holy sword of my Seven Kills Sect?"

Suddenly, a cold sound echoed in the quiet tomb room.

Immediately afterwards, a big hand made of mana broke through the void and grabbed the Juetian Sword with the power of the sky.

"Is it you!?" Zhou Dao looked moved.

When a heavy treasure is born, there must be disaster. The person who comes is none other than Han Tang, the disciple of the Seven Kills who is fighting Zhou Dao from Green Willow Villa.

Zhou Dao couldn't understand how the Qi Pillar and Hengdao were standing in front of the Great Zhou Emperor's Mausoleum, so there was still room for others to get in! ?

The sky is high and far away, the jackdaws startle, the golden crow falls to the west, and the jade rabbit rises to the east.

Outside the Great Zhou Imperial Mausoleum, the altar was shattered, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda suspended in the air became dim.

The half-burned incense has long been extinguished.

In the hunting night wind, the pillars of air were swaying. At this moment, he could no longer concentrate his mind. As powerful as he was, his eyes were involuntarily attracted to the figure walking in the night.

"Qizhu, you're okay!?"

At the foot of the barren mountain, in front of the evil mausoleum, a man walked slowly forward, stepping on the sky, walking like a dragon and a tiger, wearing a black robe that looked as sinister as a prison, showing an extremely violent aura that could change in all directions and could not be captured.

"Disaster!?" Qi Zhu frowned slightly, and the little finger with the jade ring on his right hand moved slightly.

There are nine divine pillars in the Demon Control Division.

There are also six demon masters in the Demon Suppression Division.

The Disaster Lord is the enemy of the Qi Pillar.

"Qizhu, you have reached the age of paving the way for future generations, and you don't hesitate to shoulder such a big responsibility and help that kid enter the Imperial Tomb of the Great Zhou Dynasty to get the Jue Tian Sword!?"

The Lord of Disaster sneered, his eyes were focused, he touched the emerald ring on his little finger, looked at the pale Qi Zhu, raised the corners of his mouth in a sneer.

"It seems that you have been waiting for this day for a long time." Qi Zhu said coldly.

"Since the Daoshan Alliance, when you mastered the art of qi-seeing, you have always tried to spy on the secrets of the heavens and make every plan, but you don't know that the most difficult thing in the world to calculate is your own fate..."

The Disaster Demon Lord whispered: "As long as you are human, you will have flaws, and as long as you live in this world, there will be disasters..."

"Qizhu, you are just a mortal after all."

"You took the opportunity to find the Seven Kills disciples..." Qi Zhu condensed his words.

"Them!? They are just accidents...don't disturb our accidents..."

Rumble…

As soon as he finished speaking, a storm suddenly rose behind the Lord of Disaster, and lightning flashed continuously, making him look like a demon.

The surging calamity cloud exudes the aura of eternal destruction, as if pregnant with endless calamities.

The Qi Pillar's expression was solemn, a touch of blood spread quietly on his face, and the Qi around him floated, rippling like blue waves, spreading to all directions.

"I've been waiting for this day for too long..."

The Lord of Disaster chuckled softly.

Rumble…

Black clouds towered into the sky, and the air floated. Two terrifying figures collided violently, causing the sky to tremble and the void to shatter.

The torrent of space surged, submerging the two figures.

In an instant, there was no trace left in front of the deserted imperial mausoleum.

…

"Here comes the knife!"

In the Imperial Mausoleum of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Han Bang was chanting the Seal Technique, and his big hand holding up the sky suddenly turned, as if the Jue Tian Sword was about to fly away with a thread hooked on it.

"You dare to pick peaches in front of me!?" Zhou Dao shouted violently, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

The powerful magic power cuts through the sky, like a firefly, creating a trajectory that splits the sky.

"Mayfly Sword Technique!"

That ray of fluorescence shot straight through the void, violently cutting off Qingtian's big hand, and the powerful magic power exploded in the sword light that filled the sky.

The Jue Tian Sword lost control and crashed into the depths of the mausoleum like a big star falling into the world.

"Star Catcher!"

At this moment, Zhou Dao's magic power condensed and activated the Sunset Sect's magical power. His palms moved the universe, and stars were scattered all over the place. An overwhelming power surged in the chaos, seeming to swallow up the eight wastelands of the universe.

Buzz…

The Juetian Sword vibrated softly and slid towards the center of the star-catching hand.

"Prince Yuan, your father had to rely on our Seven Kills Sect to practice his swordsmanship back then. How dare you think that you are invincible even though you are only moderately skilled?"

In the void, Han Tang finally revealed his true form. He walked towards him with cold eyes and murderous intent on his body.

"All living things are like slaughter, there are seven killings in heaven!"

Buzz…

Suddenly, his breath suddenly changed, and the stars above his head stretched up into the sky, and all the vitality in his body was shed, and the blood shimmered and merged into his body. The whole person was like a heavenly sword, with its sharp edge exposed and killing the world.

"Everything is created to nourish man, and man has nothing to repay to heaven."

"I don't know that locusts are all over the world, causing all the suffering of the people and the kings and ministers."

Han Tang's aura became more and more terrifying. Every time he took a step, everything around him turned into ashes...

This terrifying sword technique is very similar to the Mayfly Sword Technique. It studies the changes of the physical body, comprehends the intention of Hun Tian's sword, and turns the body into a sword to kill across the sky.

At this moment, Han Tang was like a sword, slowly pulling out of the scabbard. Wherever the sharp edge reached, there was nothing in the world that could not be killed.

"From now on, there will be no need to worry about killing people..."

Suddenly, the heavenly sword flew across the sky and came towards Zhou Dao to kill him.

Mayfly Sword Technique!

Zhou Dao's body shape changed, like fireflies rising into the sky, making tracks that split the sky.

Killings infected Zhou Tian, ​​and the chaotic light of the sword broke through.

The swords intersected, vibrating in the void, and the light of thunder and fire surged, submerging the entire tomb, and the aura of destruction roamed freely.

This imperial mausoleum of the Zhou Dynasty, which had existed for thousands of years, suddenly collapsed.

"Tao Realm... This is the Tao Realm..."

Wang Xiaoyi's face was solemn, he used his Gangqi to protect himself, and fled frantically to the outside.

A battle of this level is far from something he can get involved in at will. If he is not careful and gets involved, it will be a disaster.

boom……

Suddenly, two sharp breaths shook from the ruins.

The light of the Mayfly Sword was like the sun rising in the sky, emitting a brilliance that had never been seen before.

The Seven Killing Swordsmen also cut across the void, like the light of the moon, revealing endless killings in the forest, and the sudden vision seemed to hide a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"King Yuan Zhou Dao..."

Han Tang's expression was grim, and a sharp sword energy raged in his chest, tearing the ferocious wound deeper.

Scarlet blood flowed out, and a faint ray of gray-brown sword light floated, repairing the wound in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Han Tang's eyes became more solemn.

His body was transformed by the secret method of the Seven Kills Sect and integrated with the [Yin-Slaying Sword] among the seven holy swords. In this way, he had mastered the Seven Kills Sword Technique and was able to compete with Zhou Dao.

Even so, he was still severely injured. If it weren't for the [Yin-Slaying Blade], he seemed to be unable to withstand the destruction caused by Zhou Dao's sword energy...

"Mayfly Sword Jue... no... his magic power..." Han Tang gritted his teeth.

As the leader of the Seven Kills Sect, he saw a deeper mystery.

The Mayfly Sword Technique was indeed terrifying, but what really frightened him was Zhou Dao's magic power, whose essence was completely different from magic power in the general sense.

At the moment of the collision, Han Tang's power almost collapsed.

"Among your peers, you are considered the most powerful."

Zhou Dao stared at him from afar, Ling Ran's sword energy was raging around him, but it couldn't hurt him at all.

Once King Yuan's legal body is completed, there are not many among his peers who can make him bleed.

Buzz…

Zhou Dao raised his hand, and the light of the seven-inch sword fell slowly.

The Jue Tian Dao was obtained.

"I can play with you again." Zhou Dao grinned.

"What a great King Yuan. It seems that man left everything to you."

Suddenly, a cold voice suddenly sounded. Although the voice was light and sweet, it was filled with coldness and hatred.

In the void, a beautiful woman in white came forward. Her tight clothes made her hot figure appear plump and plump, demonstrating a primitive impulse that comes from the heart.

Her wonderful eyes flashed, with deep disgust and hatred bursting out of her eyes. Her jade hands fell down and couldn't help but hold the delicate little gourd around her waist.

"Holy Aunt...he took away the Jue Tian Sword." Han Tang couldn't help shouting when he saw the person coming.

The beautiful woman in white didn't seem to hear her, and locked Zhou Dao with her sharp eyes.

"You little bitch, who is your mother!?"