Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors Chapter 471

True Furnace Secret Talisman! ?

The red talisman appeared in front of the eyes like a ball of fire, the furnace in the center was burning, exuding a blazing splendor, and strange fire patterns were rampant, like a monster python, entangling Zhou Dao one by one.

rumbling...

The flames swept through, gradually spreading all over the body, swallowing Zhou Dao.

The power like lava penetrated through the flesh and blood, and penetrated into the body. In an instant, Zhou Dao's figure was swallowed by the terrifying flame.

The secret talisman of the real furnace hangs above his head, exuding strange fluctuations.

This wave of fluctuations radiated out, together with the void.

In the dark, outside the capital, a mysterious place manifested, and the earth shook, tearing open cracks.

The heat enough to burn the mountains and boil the sea came through the void, descended through the secret talisman of the real furnace, and poured into Zhou Dao's body.

Roar……

Zhou Dao gritted his teeth, and the [Dragon Qi] in his body moved, resisting the terrifying flame.

He didn't expect that the secret talisman rewarded by the grandfather was so domineering, the karmic fire burned his body, and he could almost melt him away.

In a trance, Zhou Dao seemed to see an oven hidden deep in the ground of the capital. Although it was withered and fell into a deep sleep, it still contained terrifying power.

A trace that is now exuding is blessed on him through the secret talisman of the real furnace.

Today, Zhou Dao is like a golden pill in a furnace, calcined by that mysterious flame.

One after another, the tongues of flames gushed out, bombarding him continuously, as strong as the Yuanwang Fashen fluctuated.

The inside of Zhou Dao's fleshly body was filled with flames, as if the hot melt was boiling, filling every inch of flesh and blood.

The scorching breath rose into the sky, as if to burst the entire yard.

hum...

At this moment, the little black cat made a move, and his life was really cremated into a black protective film, covering the entire yard.

There was deep fear and shock in its eyes. "What is he doing?" The little black cat gritted his teeth, his body trembling uncontrollably.

With her power, it is impossible to isolate this breath.

"Dog."

As soon as the words fell, Ha Shiqi shot, the majestic demon power surged like a frenzy, blessing on the black protective film, so that the scorching breath was barely isolated.

"Master, what is he doing?" Ha Shiqi asked in horror.

At this moment, Zhou Dao seemed to be in a vast sea of ​​fire, and the terrifying temperature caused Hu Shiqi's demon power to be severely consumed.

It widened its eyes, but couldn't see what was in the flames.

With such firepower, even as a big demon, terror will be reduced to ashes when it gets involved.

rumbling...

The secret talisman of the real furnace kept running, the flames were surging and roaring constantly, refining Zhou Dao's body.

"What the **** is this?" Zhou Dao gritted his teeth.

With this level of arrogance, even King Yuan's Dharma body can't last long, and the evil dragon Qi is consuming frantically.

If this goes on, he will also burn the calamity and turn it into ashes.

Choo Choo Choo……

At this moment, there was a happy cry.

Zhou Dao's consciousness gradually became empty, thinking that he had hallucinations.

In a trance, the bald chicken Xiao Deng staggered over.

In such a terrifying flame, it wandered freely, opening its mouth and mouth from time to time, swallowing flames, and showing a satisfied look.

The little guy's expression became more and more excited, as if he was drunk.

In a blink of an eye, it came to Zhou Dao, spread its wings, and hugged Zhou Dao's thigh.

hum...

In an instant, a cry pierced the night sky.

In a trance, a huge phantom of a flaming bird rose from the terrifying flames, spreading its wings, protecting Zhou Dao.

"This is... what?" Ha Shiqi's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it.

The phantom of the firebird, which seemed to be hidden, was extremely mysterious and exuded an aura that made his heart palpitate.

Under its protection, most of the power of the karmic fire in the sky was absorbed by it, and through the transformation, Zhou Dao's breath was vigorously beating, as if a great elixir was about to be completed.

After continuous refinement, his flesh and blood flowed out a crystal clear substance, constantly reorganizing the body structure, the root bone had a glazed color, and the blood flowed, exuding a faint fragrance.

One after another fire patterns were intertwined on the surface of Zhou Dao's body, evolving into flame armor that merged with flesh and blood.

At the same time, there was a thunderous sound from inside Zhou Dao's body, and the evil dragon Qi was like a flame, stirring constantly, and through fission, it gave birth to power beyond the past.

At this moment, Zhou Dao's [True Furnace Body] was finally completed.

"So magical!"

Dacheng's [true furnace body] has become more violent and beautiful, and the flesh-like flame armor lining shows smooth lines, and the terrifying power is continuously transmitted to every part of the body through the fission of the evil dragon.

At this moment, Zhou Dao's body is more than five times stronger than before.

The rhythmic flames wrap around the whole body and run continuously.

hum...

At this moment, a soft moan resounded in the Green Pan Treasure Bag.

Yuan Wang's magic sword manifested itself, the mottled rust on it appeared like a star, and the hidden runes jumped in front.

Zhou Dao's body trembled, and it actually resonated with him.

"This sword..."

Zhou Dao was horrified. Since he obtained the Yuan Wang's magic sword through sacrifice that day, he has been studying hard, but he has not been able to do it.

But now, this sword actually resonated with him.

The terrifying frequency almost made Zhou Dao's body crack.

The real furnace body roared continuously, internal fission, and the inexhaustible firepower spread through every inch of flame armor, and finally withstood this terrible resonance.

"I see."

Zhou Dao's heart was enlightened.

King Yuan's Magic Sword is no trivial matter. Its material is extremely special. It is the strange metal that Zhou Xuan brought out from the depths of Daoshan.

With Zhou Dao's previous physical strength, he couldn't understand the mystery at all.

Now, his [True Furnace Body] has finally been completed, and only when combined with the Dharma Body of King Yuan can it resonate with him.

hum...

The Yuan Wang's magic sword oscillated continuously, and the runes that appeared flew up, like small dragons, burrowing into the green pan treasure bag, and unexpectedly found the mysterious stone box left by Zhou Xuan.

"This is……"

Zhou Dao's eyes widened, a little unbelievable.

Yuan Wang's magic sword is the key to open this stone box! ?

At this moment, Zhou Dao suddenly became enlightened, and many joints were connected.

From the moment he obtained the stone box from King Huo Long of Lin'an Mansion, to the sacrificial offering of King Yuan's magic sword, until now the furnace body has been completed, the two resonate, and finally the stone box is opened.

A ray of light emerged from the stone box, as if the sun had risen into the sky, the first ray of light between heaven and earth.

Zhou Dao shook, and a strange influence rushed into his eyes with the brand of light, branding the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

On the ancient barren land, a stalwart figure descended into the world, like a demon god, stepping on mountains and rivers and devouring living beings.

People are terrified and in despair.

Suddenly, the endless abyss oscillated, and in the darkness of the hazy light, a faint fluorescent light slowly rose, as if the ants were small and indescribable.

That faint ray of fluorescence rose into the sky from the dark abyss, drawing a terrifying trajectory, directly tearing the body of the ancient demon god.

The sky shattered, the earth cracked.

All beings were terrified and fell to the ground one after another, worshiping the invincible figure and chanting its name.

If I recite my name in the temple of the demon, the mayfly can also be cut to the sky.

Suddenly, the light and shadow were shattered, and the trajectory that broke through the sky turned into countless mysterious sword marks, slashed towards Zhou Dao's sea of ​​consciousness, and turned into an indelible mark.

"Mayfly Sword Art!?"

Zhou Dao clenched his fists, and at this moment, he seemed to grasp the future.

That ancient and mysterious sword intent penetrated the whole body.

At the same time, Lingzhao Mountain and the Imperial Palace.

Inside the majestic palace, the black ancient coffin trembled slightly.

Lu Fan's heart was slightly moved, he looked up, and there was a hint of surprise in his indifferent eyes.

Suddenly, he turned back suddenly and looked outside the hall.

The night fades away, and a ray of light rises at the end of the sky, and it melts and vents, as if after the darkness, the hope of the world has come again.

"This feeling……"

"Lu Fanxin, your heart is messed up."

At this moment, Ye Miaoxian walked over, staring coldly at the master of Longhu Mountain in front of her, her beautiful eyes filled with brilliance.

Ever since Lu Fan's heart was defeated by Zhou Xuan back then, he made a solemn oath that as long as the other party lived for a day, he would never leave Longhu Mountain.

Over the years, he has been secretive, and his state of mind has been perfect, and it has been a long time since he has made waves like this.

"It feels familiar."

As he spoke, Lu Fanxin slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the silent black coffin beside him.

"It was the same feeling when he practiced the Mayfly Sword Art back then."

Lu Fanxin's expression became solemn, mentioning that terrible swordsmanship, even now, he still can't forget the shock of that year.

At that time, Zhou Xuan had just been promoted to King Yuan.

As for Lu Fanxin, he was just an unnamed disciple of Longhu Mountain. Among his fellow disciples, he was not outstanding, just ordinary.

If he hadn't met that man, perhaps he would only be destined to be mediocre in this life.

In this vast world, only Zhou Xuan discovered his hidden talent, brought it by his side, and was fascinated by it.

At that time, people gradually discovered that this normally unknown disciple of Longhu Mountain actually had a very unusual talent hidden in his body.

That is the day, the Mayfly Sword Art shook the world, and the ancient swordsmanship shined brilliantly in the man's hands.

That day also became a turning point for Lu Fanxin.

Mayfly slashing the sky, this terrifying swordsmanship opened an unprecedented door for him, completely established his Dao heart, and pointed out the direction for him to reach the top in the future.

Time flies, so many years have passed, just now, this feeling is so familiar, as if I witnessed the birth of the Mayfly Sword Art for the first time.

"Lu Fanxin, you are old."

Ye Miaoxian's voice was indifferent, and she looked at the black coffin subconsciously, a trace of sadness flashed in her beautiful eyes, and it was fleeting.

"He is already dead, so there will be no Mayfly Sword Art in this world."

Lu Fanxin nodded: "Yeah, that kind of swordsmanship... will never happen again."

In the cold hall, the sound of slow footsteps gradually sounded, like the sound of gold and stone.

Ye Miaoxian turned and left, walking out of the hall.

The mountain wind whistled, blowing on the dress, and a small gourd hung around the slender waist, with the word "Xuan" vaguely engraved on it.

On the second day, on the outskirts of Beijing.

Dangmo Mountain, the view of the **** of fire.

This is a dilapidated Taoist temple that once flourished.

It is rumored that when the Great Ancestor established the country, there was a huge fire on this mountain, covering the sky over the capital for seven days.

After this, the hostility was eliminated, the resentment raised by the swordsmen for many years was almost eliminated, the demons were dormant, and the world was peaceful.

The name of Dangmo Mountain came from here, and the people nearby built a Taoist temple here, named Huoshen Temple, to commemorate the fire that year.

It's just that the years have passed, and the place has long been abandoned. The dense spider webs show the desolation of this Taoist temple, and the thick dust will almost cover the table.

After passing through the Taoist temple, there is a dilapidated square behind.

This used to be the place where the Taoist priests practiced Qi in the morning.

Chu Feng had already arrived, standing high on the platform, waiting for the invited masters from all walks of life.

"You have asked a lot of help."

Standing behind Chu Feng, Bai Ningshuang felt powerful thoughts wandering around her.

Those who can participate in this event are extraordinary, and the dragon among people has a peerless posture.

In the northeast corner, Wang Fanchen looked indifferent, sat cross-legged and waited, as if he didn't care about anything in the outside world.

After the King Yuan's Dharma Conference, he could not retreat, and finally stepped into the real world not long ago, and his heart has been holding a sigh of relief.

After all, Yuan Wang's Fahui, Ye Kong's fall, Zhou Dao's retreat, Yan Jun's promotion to Yuan Wang, all the limelight and topics were stolen by these three.

Wang Fanchen has always wanted to find an opportunity to prove himself.

This time, the gathering of all the heroes to hunt Yanjun might be an opportunity.

In addition to forgetting the world, the same is true of Ji Yingshi, the son of the virtual king not far away.

He also walked to the central tomb, but apart from witnessing the shocking battle, he had no chance to perform at all.

Ye Kong, Zhou Dao and Yan Jun, the strength of these three is far superior to them. Even as the number one seed, there is no room for me to intervene.

Therefore, this time around hunting Yanjun, he also came.

hum...

At this moment, a rumbling sound came from above the sky.

Everyone looked up, and in a trance, a black shadow descended, as if from the abyss, exuding an almost demon-like aura.

Wu Cangshan! ?

Forgetting Fanchen, Ji Yingshi frowned, revealing a strange color.

Before the ceremonial meeting of the King of Yuan, the dummy of King Wu's mansion could not get into their eyes at all, but Wu Cangqiong, the elder brother of Wu Cangshan, was as famous as him.

But now, everything is different.

Wu Cangshan inherited everything from Wu Cangqiong, and even plundered some of Ye Kong's essence. The Thousand Gods Hall even enshrined [Da Hei Tian Ming Zun], stepping into the real world, awakening Hei Tian Zhen Qi, and his strength has long since changed.

"Brother Wu, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Chu Feng smiled slightly and clasped his fists.

Wu Cangshan nodded, but did not speak. He took care of himself and found a corner, sat cross-legged, with one hand on his knee, his posture was domineering, and his eyebrows showed a deep arrogance.

Although he didn't move, the aura he exuded made both Wang Fanchen and Ji Yingshi feel palpitations.

"Jun Yan... King Yuan..."

In Wu Cangshan's eyes, there is a fierce murderous intention, the throne of Yuan Wang, that is Wu Cangqiong's obsession, of course he has to take it with his own hands.

After killing Lord Yan and plundering King Yuan, he can go a step further, and when Zhou Dao is in front of him, he will be an ant.

Thinking of that man, Wu Cangshan felt an inexplicable anger in his heart.

On that day, in the Thousand Gods Hall, Zhou Dao sacrificed a hundred kinds of evil dragons and slaughtered the Quartet.

Maybe he is dead too.

Thinking of this, Wu Cangshan's heart became more murderous.

He raised his eyes slightly, subconsciously looking into the distance.

There sat a man with the same murderous intent as him.

The seventh prince, speaking of it, he is much more unlucky than Wu Cangshan.

With a chance like the Thousand Gods Hall, the Seventh Prince not only lost the [Kow God Incense] for no reason, but even nearly died in it because of Zhou Dao.

As a prince, how could he have suffered such humiliation?

This is also the reason why he accepted Chu Feng's invitation and came to hunt King Yuan.

After hunting King Yuan, the next one is Zhou Dao.

"Chu Feng, why haven't we started yet? Could it be that there are still people waiting?"

At this moment ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the seventh prince inexplicably raised a burst of irritability and shouted in a deep voice.

His grand prince, who has always held the moon in the hearts of the people, so saving the capital, to make him wait, just **** it.

"Seventh Highness, don't be impatient, and..."

Chu Feng raised his hand and pressed it, and just as he was about to speak, there was a sonic boom in the sky.

The clouds broke open, and a figure came out of the sky, descending on Dangmo Mountain, holding a cat in his arms, a dog by his side, and a chicken standing on top of the dog's head.

"Tsk tsk, the old friends meet again, and you are all safe."

Zhou Dao Linkong looked down and smiled at the familiar faces.

The voice fell, and everyone stood up suddenly, looking at the high-spirited figure in the sky, their eyes were full of astonishment.

"Zhou Dao!?"

No one thought that they would meet this man here.

Chapter end