Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Chapter 877 A single thought transforms chaos into a god and demon! Invincible is born

Returning to Ping An Town is just for the Chaos Demon God.

When Mr. Yuan said that name, Zhou Dao was stunned and his eyes became confused.

"Mr. Yuan, you..."

"The torrent of destiny is rolling in. We are in it, but it is just a dream and a bubble, which will disappear in a blink of an eye..."

Old Yuan sighed softly, and the fragrance of tea turned into lingering incense, almost filling the entire Taoist temple.

Ha Shiqi was suddenly startled, with his fangs exposed and a fierce light in his eyes.

"Are you the Chaos Demon God?" Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a deep voice.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"I'm not."

Mr. Yuan shook his head, stood up, and walked towards the depths of the Taoist temple.

"Master..." Ha Shiqi said alertly.

Zhou Dao thought for a moment and then followed.

The high altar appeared in front of us, and there was a picture scroll enshrined on it. The long night, the vast starry sky, the supreme existence is like a god and demon existing in the world, the light and darkness are intertwined, interpreting the true meaning of chaos.

"Chaos Demon God!?" Zhou Dao was slightly moved.

The beating and changing light and darkness are like the ever-changing thoughts of human beings, which are confusing and difficult to understand.

At that time, it was one of the greatest forces in the world. Chaos was born from this place, order came from this place, all creation came from here, and all destruction returned from this place.

"The Chaos Demon God... is a very different kind of existence. He is different from other demon gods. From the beginning of his birth, he has walked towards the glory of the setting sun." Mr. Yuan whispered softly.

His eyes were ethereal, as if he had become a different person, and his voice was ethereal.

"The glory of the setting sun!?" Zhou Daoruo was moved.

"Yes, he sacrificed himself, secretly communicated with the source of the sunset, and seized the opportunity of the ever-changing future..."

"What is that?" Zhou Dao's eyes swayed and he couldn't help asking.

"A place, a name..."

Elder Yuan looked respectfully at the Chaos Demon God's Dharma in front of him and sighed: "That is Ping'an Town."

"The true body of the Chaos Demon God fell into an endless sleep. In this town of Ping'an, his true spirit entered reincarnation and was reincarnated forever..."

"I see." Zhou Dao looked at Mr. Yuan: "Then you..."

"The sleeping Chaos Demon God can create all kinds of dharma with one thought, and all phenomena with one thought... Every time he has a dream, his thoughts will be transformed into the human world..." Mr. Yuan sighed softly: "

Some of these thoughts fade away like nothing, while others turn into countless opportunities..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Yuan couldn't help but sigh: "I once had the idea of ​​the Chaos Demon God. I only thought that the God and Demon was in a dream, and I didn't know that I was in a dream..."

The idea of ​​the Chaos Demon God is very strange. For some people, the supreme opportunity at that time was either a magic weapon, a magical skill, or a Taoist practice... But for some, it was just a mark, a memory, an instinct...

Mr. Yuan appeared at the critical node and at the critical place... Back then, his thoughts gradually awakened, and his mission was to bring Zhou Dao here, nothing more.

"What about the real Chaos Demon God?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but ask.

The true body is here, and the true spirit is reincarnated. Only when the two become one can we be the real Chaos Demon God.

"He is waiting... The world is ups and downs. He has been waiting for the person who has given him revelations in the setting sun to appear... When that person appears, his true spirit will be brought back to Ping'an Town, and the body and soul will be united to achieve the goal of cutting off the shackles of fate. The Chaos Demon God..."

Mr. Yuan's voice became louder and louder, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, deafening and deafening, echoing in the Taoist temple.

In an instant, the hanging form of the Chaos Demon God seemed to come alive, with light and darkness intertwined, and countless shadows beating... These shadows traversed the long river of time, disrupting the threads of fate.

"Wow wow wow..."

A sweet cry rolled from the long river of time, and Zhou Dao saw that in ancient times, in the mountains and swamps, in the hidden primitive tribe, a baby was born.

His limbs were strong, and his cry shook the whole tribe.

In those turbulent years, this baby grew extremely quickly. At just five years old, it was able to lift the heaviest stone tripod in the tribe...

At the age of nine, he was able to defeat the most powerful hunter in the tribe.

When he was twelve years old, he left the mountains with the hope of his tribe and headed for the big city, where he began his turbulent life.

At the age of eighteen, he drew the sky-shattering bow on Shennong Mountain and shot a Taoist strongman. The world was shocked, and unparalleled masters came out to attack and kill him from thousands of miles away.

At the age of twenty-nine, he went overseas and realized Taoism on the Immortal Island transformed by the spirit turtle demon god. He became a Taoist and barbarian. He broke the law with his strength and founded the barbarian tribe.

At the age of thirty-three, he returned to China and single-handedly defeated the seven great masters of the Taoist sect. His magical powers were so powerful that he was difficult to defeat in the world.

At the age of fifty-three, he encountered the Demon God of Auspiciousness in Canglang Mountain. The two sat and talked about Taoism and did not leave for three days.

At the age of seventy-six, a master emerged from Longhu Mountain and descended on the Barbarian Mountains. In that battle, the sky was shattered and the earth was shattered. The once glorious Barbarians disappeared in just a hundred years...

As for him, he, like the light, came to the end of his life.

"He is the reincarnation of the Chaos Demon God?" Zhou Dao murmured, as if he had some realization.

Looking at the life of such a strong man, from weak to strong, from being born in the mountains to becoming famous all over the world, enlightening overseas, and facing the Taoism alone... His life was brilliant and magnificent.

In the end, he was still defeated by the masters of Longhu Mountain. The hero ended, and the tragedy was like blood.

The long river of time is rolling and mighty, but that ray of true spirit is immortal and continues to rise and fall in the world of mortals.

In this life, he reincarnated into the Taoist sect and became a young Taoist priest with mediocre qualifications. He guarded the incense of his ancestors until he died of old age in the mountains at the age of eighty-three.

In this life, he had a mediocre life, without much ups and downs.

In another life, he was reincarnated into a wealthy family and became a romantic young man. He hung around the flower shop all day long, and the women around him changed one after another. He won the reputation of being the ruthless hand of an amorous young man and turning all the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River overnight.

Finally, when he was thirty years old, he contracted a heart disease, and eventually his body was covered with ulcers. He died on the roadside and was eventually dumped next to a mass grave.

In the next life, he was still born in the Taoist sect. He showed his talents when he was young. At the age of thirteen, his sword sounded in the sky and shook the mountain sect. He was regarded as a rare genius in ancient times.

When he was fifteen years old, he was framed by his fellow disciples, his natural sword bones were dug out alive, and he was thrown into the mountains.

He fell into the abyss, gained the ancient forbidden power, and became a conformer.

After ten years of life and death battles, he has perfected his supernatural powers and returned with a different attitude. He can't kill all the enemies and drink all the wine in the cup...

When the grudges of the past turned into smoke, and when the enemies of the past died and disappeared, he only felt that the world was empty. It was just a big dream, and he finally hid in the mountain gate. A hundred years later, he came out with a sword, but he was already the leader of the Taoist sect.

He died with his invincible reputation and bid farewell to this bitter mortal world.

"Reincarnation is suffering, reincarnation is suffering...the ever-sinking Chaos Demon God..."

Zhou Dao whispered, he was like a spectator in time, walking in the long river of time, following the pace of the Chaos Demon God.

Taoist priest, rich gentry, high-ranking official, beggar, monster, ghost, thief... His identity keeps changing, and his fate also fluctuates...

The true spirit of the Chaos Demon God is like all things in the hands of fate. The rivers and seas are swaying involuntarily.

He once established magical powers and was invincible in the world. He once became a king in the human world and took charge of the country. He also once established a demon kingdom and cultivated gods and demons...

"This is……"

Suddenly, Zhou Dao's eyes widened and his heart trembled. He saw a familiar figure in the vast river of time.

On the boundless land, a spiritual mountain emerges, with yellow springs gushing from the ground, which is extremely mysterious.

This spiritual mountain seems to be alive, exuding a strange atmosphere, and the sound of chanting comes from it.

Below it, deep in the earth, a shadow emerged, like the master of this spiritual mountain, manifesting in the sound of chanting.

Lingshan is covered in dust, withered by the years, and the exchanges have long been transformed into ancient and modern times. Only this phantom remains, somewhere between annihilation and everlasting existence.

The mysterious existence sits cross-legged for eternity, motionless as a mountain.

Half solemn and compassionate, the Buddha's light shines everywhere.

Half of the white bones are ferocious, with demonic energy rising to the sky.

He is like the interweaving of light and darkness, like the transformation of gods and demons, like the ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty bending down, chasing the demons and gods...

Such a gesture... shocked Zhou Dao, who had seen his true form in that dream.

"Jiuyou Ksitigarbha! Corpse Demon King!"

Zhou Dao screamed in shock, shaking like thunder, and he was horrified.

"Heaven and earth age quickly, and time flies by, and I am finally back here."

At this moment, a long sigh slowly came from Zhou Dao's body, as if he had passed through the fog of fate and reversed the long river of time.

"King of Earth Shituo...you are the Demon God of Chaos!?" Zhou Dao was shocked in his heart and could hardly control himself.

How could he have thought that the Earth King Shituo who was always by his side was the Chaos Demon God that he was pursuing so hard and whose fame was astonishing both in ancient and modern times.

"As the sun sets in Ping'an Town, you will know who I am today."

Suddenly, the king of the earth, Shituo, preached a Taoist chant, and the sound of chanting sutras was loud, and the Sanskrit music was sung as if it was transmitted to the heaven and the earth.

A mysterious power was born from the sound of chanting and transformed into the endless incense.

Immediately afterwards, the soul of the Earth King Zituo slowly walked out of Zhou Dao's Dantian world, and a golden lotus was born in one step. The wonderful method shook the void. In a trance, the golden gilded light rotated, like a relic in panic, and it was sacred and immortal.

"Finally meet the gods and demons!"

Seeing this, Mr. Yuan put his hands together and leaned down to worship.

Buzz…

At this moment, the soul of Earth King Zituo turned into a flying rainbow and poured into the hanging Dharma.

In an instant, the ancient picture scroll seemed to come to life. Light and darkness intertwined, yin and yang changed, and the endless starry sky seemed to be floating in chaos, which was earth-shattering.

Rumble…

At this moment, a terrifying aura came out of Ping'an Town, soared into the sky, wiped out the nine layers of void, disturbed the sun, moon and stars. All ghosts were terrified, a group of monsters gathered together, and the Taoism of the world was eclipsed.

"Then...what is that?"

"Oh my god, the light of the sun is covered by the sky-high weather. What on earth is this?"

"Since ancient times, only gods and demons come to the world to have such visions... That is the direction of Ping'an Town."

"Ping'an Town? Is that the hometown of Prince Yuan? How could it be in that place?"

In the distance, Pingjiang City and even the entire Lin'an Mansion were alarmed. Powerful spiritual thoughts soared into the sky to search for the source of the terrifying vision.

"The Chaos Demon God...spirit and body merge into one, finally returned..."

Zhou Dao looked at the ancient scroll that was gradually disappearing into dust, and a great creature seemed to be completely resurrected from the long river of time.

At that time, the Chaos Demon God didn't know where he came from or where he was going. He cut off the shackles of fate and was no longer fettered by his ancestors.

"Hahaha, Chaos Demon God, you finally appeared in this world. The world is so vast. I didn't expect you to be hiding in this place."

Suddenly, a burst of sinister laughter resounded across the sky and the earth, and black clouds gathered in the sky above Ping'an Town.

A skinny arm stretched out from the void and grabbed the shadow of the unfinished painting.

"Rongjun!"

Zhou Dao's expression suddenly changed, and he let out a long roar. The Yuanshi Magic Sword soared into the sky, and the Nine Worlds transformed into a sharp edge, whirling down into the world and slashing at the skinny arm.

"King Yuan, throughout the ages, you are the first person who dares to block me by breaking the boundaries."

Rong Jun was domineering and Ling Ran, his arm fell down, but he did not dodge and allowed the Yuanshi Magic Sword to chop him down.

The sharp edge transformed from the nine worlds struck the skinny arm angrily, burning the sky with karma and melting the void, but it could not break through the flesh at all.

"The Illuminati..." Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed.

"I am the first living being in the world, supreme and invincible..." Rong Jun's voice was like a torrent, shocking all directions.

"Prince Yuan, you have never even stepped into the realm of heaven and earth, and you dare to block me? You are simply seeking death."

Rong Jun shouted loudly and finally appeared. This alternative creature ignored the barrier of the void and appeared in front of Zhou Dao in a blink of an eye. His body was the most terrifying weapon in the world. With a slight vibration, the powerful Hunyuan mana is torn apart.

The arm moved like a spear, knocking away the Yuanshi Magic Sword, and directly grabbed Zhou Dao's heart.

"The way of Yuanshi, the Nine Heavens are king!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from very high up.

In the sky, a phantom appeared, nine layers of mysterious light emerged behind him, auspicious clouds shrouded, and the sky followed, like the head of the immortals and gods in the heavens, and like the king of mortals.

"Incarnation outside the body, the True King of Yuanshi!"

At this moment, the arrival of the True King of Yuanshi was like a rolling punishment from heaven, overwhelming the world, and the pure energy transformed into it directly struck Rong Jun's back.

"Ahhhh..."

Rong Jun let out a shrill scream, his body was almost penetrated, his skin and flesh were torn apart, and runes of destruction emerged from the void, entangled like maggots attached to bones.

boom……

At the same time, his big hand also fell on Zhou Dao's heart.

However, Zhou Dao's physical body roared and billions of divine lights continued to flow, but he remained motionless.

"Oh my god... what level has the master reached?"

Seeing this scene, Ha Shiqi was dumbfounded. He never imagined that facing the Illuminati, Zhou Dao would dare to resist with his physical body without being invaded by any means.

"King Yuan, you are indeed a different kind... It's a pity that compared to the master of Yuan Yang back then, you are still too young..."

boom……

Rong Jun's body suddenly shattered and turned into a thick black mist.

The next moment, he appeared intact on the high altar, and his big skinny hands finally grasped the crawling void.

"Chaos Demon God, I caught you." Rong Jun sneered.

Pfft...

At this moment, a mysterious big hand poked out from the void, light and darkness intertwined, gods and demons changed, and tightly strangled Rong Jun's neck.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so reckless!"

A cold voice sounded slowly, Rong Jun's eyes widened, and deep fear filled his trembling eyes.

Such momentum.

Such a sound.

Such power...

He was too familiar with it, and despite all the tricks, he was still a step too slow.

"Chaos Demon God, you...you are back..."

boom……

As soon as he finished speaking, the Illuminati Rong Jun was suddenly shattered into pieces by that mysterious big hand and turned into blood mist.