Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors Chapter 496

Safety! Safety!

There is a mound at the foot of Longhu Mountain, and the bluestone road is safe!

Zhou Dao had never felt such a strong feeling. There seemed to be something hidden in the vast fog, resonating with his life, attracting each other, and reconciling.

"What's in there?" Zhou Dao murmured softly, muttering at a loss.

Ming Donglou glanced at him and said lightly: "In the Ping'an Ruins, the great powers of the Dragon and Tiger Mountains of all dynasties are buried.

The long white fog is like a large tent, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter.

Thinking of this, Mingdonglou looked at Xiang Xiaosan.

The luck of this little guy is unimaginable. He is so young that he has the opportunity to enter the tomb of God. This is an immortal fate that many disciples of Longhu Mountain cannot ask for.

As soon as you enter the tomb of the gods, there must be a chance, and you may be able to sense the ancestors.

However, such an immortal fate does not fall into the mundane world.

Among the disciples of Longhushan's generation, only Wang Tong has entered Ping'an Ruins.

"Wang Tong..."

Zhou Dao was talking about this name, and it was not the first time he heard this name.

"Apart from him, who can enter the tomb of God?" Ming Donglou sighed.

Not long ago, there was a little thief who did not know what method he used. He stole the sky and stole the secrets. He even got in touch with the inside of Ping'an Ruins and took away the great rebellious life and death formula left by Immortal Master Zhuofeng.

After that magical power was mastered by Immortal Master Zhuofeng, no one in Longhu Mountain had cultivated it again.

The matter was so important that even Wang Tong was alarmed. He glared at the little thief across thousands of miles and seriously injured him.

"Um?"

Zhou Dao listened, his face became a little unnatural.

Beside him, Wang Xiaoyi's mouth twitched.

"Brother Zhou, you can let the heirs of Emperor Qin go in." Mingdong Corridor said.

hum...

At this moment, Zhou Dao looked at the vast fog, felt the strong call, and took a step forward.

"Brother Zhou, no!"

Mingdonglou's expression changed suddenly, and he screamed, but it was too late.

Just as Zhou Dao stepped on the ancient bluestone road and jumped over the inscription of peace, the white mist seemed to boil and rolled violently.

dang dang...

The bell rang loudly, shaking the world.

Zhenlushan was boiling, and the fierce breath rose from the caves.

"Ling Zhong warns, who is so daring to set foot in Ping An Ruins?"

"Wang Xiaoyi? That little thief is back?"

"No, it's definitely not that rubbish. Although that **** is despicable, but his brain is still there, he only uses opportunistic tricks, and he never dares to seek death by himself."

Spiritual thoughts intertwined one after another, and the streamers came out of the Zhenlu Mountain and flew to the Ping An Ruins.

"Miss, someone dares to do this these days?"

"In the past three hundred years, except for the current headmaster, no one has ever set foot in the Ping An Ruins without permission."

Chi Beilan frowned slightly, looking at the direction of Ping'an Ruins also showing doubts.

A hundred years ago, Mijueluo, the current headmaster of Longhu Mountain, once entered the shrine alone.

At that time, his supernatural powers had not yet been achieved, and he was being chased and killed all over the world by Longhu Mountain. As a result, he was forced to break into the Ping An Ruins.

At the time, everyone thought he was going to die.

If you don't get the talisman, you will die if you enter the tomb.

This is an irreversible rule.

Who would have thought that after three years, Mijueluo walked out of Ping'an Ruins, and his supernatural powers became great, and he started a legendary life.

For hundreds of years, except for Mijueluo, everyone who entered the Ping An Ruins without authorization has died.

"Who is so bold?"

Chi Beilan thought for a while, turned into a stream of light, broke through the sky, and flew to Ping'an Ruins.

rumbling...

In the Zhenlu Mountain, a sea of ​​thunder rose, and a yellow-skinned rat rushed out from the endless electricity. It swallowed the endless thunder in its belly with one mouth, and its tail swayed, showing an unfinished look.

At the same time, a man appeared in front of him, like the incarnation of thunder light, showing his true form in an instant, hunting in purple robes, and there seemed to be lightning flashes in his eyes.

"The tomb of Longhu Mountain was also invaded. It really ate the guts of a cat's heart and a wild dog."

The yellow-skinned rat nestled on the man's shoulder, looking in the direction of Ping'an Ruins.

"The ninth day of the ninth lunar month is the day when Senior Brother Wang Tong has a battle with that person. I can't imagine that there will be fun before that."

Xu Weiyi's eyes were unsettled, staring in the direction of the tomb, and suddenly became interested.

Originally, he retreated to Zhenlushan to wait for the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the world-famous battle.

For that battle, Senior Brother Wang Tong took a bath and fasted for seven days and closed the deadlock, which shows that he attached great importance to his opponent.

In today's world, I am afraid that this is the only person who can make Senior Brother Wang Tong attach so much importance.

Xu Weiyi had been looking forward to this battle for a long time. In order to show his sincerity, he came to Zhenlu Mountain and sat in hard meditation.

Chatting in the mountains, I never thought there would be such fun.

"Let's go, let's see He Fang Xiaoxiao, I don't know whether to live or die."

Xu Weiyi rose in the sky, turned into a thunderous light, and ran towards the direction of Ping'an Ruins.

In front of the mountain gate, the rusty spear suddenly moved, turning into a giant python and burrowing into the mountain.

Suddenly, the mansion door opened and Ling Yexu came out.

"Didn't you say that if you don't defeat the owner of that peak, you'll never leave?"

A hoarse voice came from the cave behind him.

Ling Yexu looked at the highest mountain, and it was still in the confinement of the cave, and no one came out.

"His temperament is really terrifying, and he is indifferent to such a big movement."

Ling Yexu's eyes narrowed, revealing deep hostility.

"As soon as I think about it, a million barriers will open, so he is very strong, like a mountain, and cannot be crossed."

The hoarse voice came again from the cave behind him.

"You're distracted."

"That's Ping'an Ruins." Ling Yexu sighed softly, turning into a three-foot edge, breaking through the sky.

One after another powerful breath flew in the same direction.

Zhenlushan has not been so lively for a long time.

bang bang bang...

The loud noise suddenly sounded, as if he was about to hit the beach, and landed in front of the [Peace Monument].

One after another powerful breath covered the sky, and Xiao Shisan was shocked to hide behind Wang Xiaoyi.

Mingdonglou didn't even look at it, his expression was solemn, staring at the boiling white mist.

He knew that such a movement would definitely print out these evil spirits.

"Wang Xiaoyi, how dare you come back?"

Suddenly, a scream resounded from the crowd.

In an instant, the sharp eyes converged on Wang Xiaoyi's body like a candle flickering.

This name is not unfamiliar to the monks here in Changzhen.

A few days ago, this little thief somehow stole the magical powers of Immortal Master Zhuofeng, and he is still being chased and killed by the Daomen law enforcement team.

How long has it been since he came back?

hum...

Before everyone could react, a sword light flew out, turned into a fierce tiger, and rushed towards Wang Xiaoyi.

"Looking for practice." Wang Xiaoyi said coldly.

Now that he has been reborn, how can he be afraid?

The master of Longhu Mountain?

There was a fire in his stomach, and when he came back this time, the old hatred and the new hatred had to be settled together.

bang bang bang...

At this moment, Ming Donglou flicked his fingers, and the sword qi smashed into pieces, tearing up the fierce tiger that the sword light turned into.

"Mingdonglou, what are you doing?"

Someone asked sharply, but did not dare to step forward.

"He escorted Emperor Qin's heir, how dare you do it?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent, showing a surprised look, but no one shouted and killed again.

This time, Longhu Mountain was able to make an exception to let the heirs of Emperor Qin enter the Ping'an Ruins because they were wrong, and even Lu Fanxin was detained in the capital.

If the special envoy who escorted the emperor's heir had an accident as soon as he arrived, I was afraid that the imperial court of the Qin Dynasty would attack again.

"Wang Xiaoyi, do you think you can be unscrupulous with the protection of the Great Qin Emperor?"

Xu Weiyi's eyes flashed with a cold, cold light, and thunder bursts all over his body, with a sneering expression on his face.

Even the yellow-skinned mouse on his shoulder swept back and forth between Ha Shiqi and Xiao Hei Hei with a look of dead people.

"When you come here, you can't leave."

Xu Weiyi sneered, his strength is even higher than that of Mingdong Building, he has been instructed by Wang Tong, and he is also a top ten expert in Zhenlu Mountain.

No one can escape the person he is eyeing.

If you die, you will die.

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help laughing. Since Xu Weiyi put down his words, then this little thief will die.

rumbling...

The white fog was turbulent, and it suddenly turned like a sea of ​​anger, and Zhou Dao's figure was drowned in the process of swallowing.

"How come?" Wang Xiaoyi suddenly changed color.

"Stupid, what place does he think this is? Even if it is real, it is still an ant. If it is profane, it will be condemned by heaven."

Ling Ye looked coldly and ruthlessly.

Is it so easy to see the place where the great powers of Longhu Mountain have been buried?

Not to mention a small real world, even a master like Jiu Shenzhu would have great dangers.

"The world is full of hustle and bustle, how many heroes are there? Who dares to cross the thunder pool half a step?"

Chi Beilan also said lightly.

Everyone knows very well that this ignorant person who broke into the Ping An Ruins is doomed.

hum...

The vast fog is like a large tent that separates the world from all directions, and being in it is like a miscarriage, reversing life and death, reversing yin and yang, and finally turning into the source, dissipating the world, just like this vast fog, with nowhere to turn to, leaving behind. here.

"The Land of the Undead!?"

Zhou Dao whispered softly, and he thought of a story recorded in the "Yu Yaosi Work Manual".

There was a butcher in Beihuang City who slaughtered pigs and sheep for half his life.

One day, in the middle of the night, he got up to go to the toilet, but when he opened the door, it was foggy.

Surprised in his heart, he walked all the way, but he couldn't find the end. When he turned back, he found an old man sharpening his knife by the roadside.

The butcher stepped forward and asked the old man where this was.

The old man replied, this is the land of the dead.

The butcher was puzzled and asked the old man how he could go back.

The old man replied, turn back.

The butcher turned his head in surprise, and the fog dissipated. He opened his eyes, but found himself in the pigsty, nestled in the mother pig's arms, and his brother was vying with him for the right to drink milk.

"I'm dead?"

Zhou Dao's eyes widened, and when he looked back, it was still a surging mist, not like the butcher, and looking back was another life.

"That strong call is still there."

Zhou Dao looked at the direction and walked over.

However, this road is endless, and there is no end at all, and even at his speed, he cannot go out.

"It's the ancestral tomb of Longhu Mountain, do you want to be trapped here?" Zhou Dao frowned.

Suddenly, on the road ahead, a line of footprints appeared, as deep as a brand, indelible.

"If you hear the ancestor's method in the world, you will not suffer from disasters and disasters... Hahaha, you will be robbed by your mother..."

A burst of wild laughter suddenly erupted, echoing in the vast fog.

That voice was muffled, arrogant and unrestrained, like a boat that was not tied to the river and the sea, chasing the waves without falling into the trend.

"Someone!?"

Zhou Dao was startled, chased after the sound, and saw a figure in the vast white fog, facing the mighty thunder calamity, suffering from the fire of burning the sky, waving his fists and dancing, killing the depths of the white fog.

"Mijueluo, the unfilial and disobedient disciple, is here to greet our ancestors."

"Greetings to your family."

The arrogant figure smiled and killed, stubbornly stood up to doom, smashed into the vast fog, left a trail of footprints, and finally disappeared.

"what is that?"

Zhou Dao was a little dazed, looking at his figure, it seemed that it was just a light and shadow.

Was that a projection that had happened before, or was it his own hallucination?

Mijoro... who is that? Crazy like this, or in the ancestral grave of Longhu Mountain?

Is this riding a horse to demolish a grave?

rumbling...

Suddenly, the sight on the ground disappeared, as if it had been wiped out.

Thunder resounded in the hazy mist, just like the scene just seen, purple thunder and lightning descended from the nine heavens, like a dragon roaring, covering Zhou Dao.

"This is real."

Zhou Dao's eyes widened, running the evil dragon Qi.

The black dragon ascended to the sky and collided with the terrifying thunderbolt. The fluctuations were abrupt, and the astral wind was raging, but it could not dispel the mist.

bang bang bang...

The thunder and lightning continued to fall, as if there was no end.

In a trance, there is a portal at the very high point, wide open to meet the face, and rolling thunder rushes out from it, splashing on this world.

One, two, three...

Thunder continued to bombard, full of a hundred ways.

Zhou Dao resisted with the evil dragon Qi.

"This is to kill me!"

hum...

This idea just jumped up, the karmic fire was burning, born from the void, entering the five internal organs, returning to the acupoints, burning and burning, and then refining the Zhou Dao.

The sky will be robbed of thunder, and the earth will swarm with karmic fire. This is beyond redemption.

"King Yuan's Dharma Body!"

Zhou Dao gritted his teeth, Yuan Wang Qi scattered into the limbs and bones, merged into the flesh and blood, and the secret pattern appeared on the chest, like an ancient seal, spreading continuously and spreading throughout the body.

At first glance, it seems like an ancient totem, reviving on the surface of Zhou Dao's body.

Cangshan sunset, evil dragon Yuan Wang.

These two mysterious forces were born and destroyed in Zhou Dao's palm. He punched out, shattered the thunder, and dropped his big hand to capture the karmic fire.

The war between heaven and man has existed since ancient times. If man cannot defeat the sky, the **** can punish him.

"I don't believe it can't be killed."

Zhou Dao roared, he gradually exhausted, but the evil dragon Qi was still fierce.

Yuan Wang Qi continued to flow under the pressure of the flesh, exuding the color of glass.

"This vein, after all, will never end, I'll wait for you."

At this moment, the strong inspiration came again, which made Zhou Dao instinctively tremble.

It was a desire derived from life, unprecedented in the depths of the Ping An Ruins.

rumbling...

Suddenly, Lei Tianhua runes, Karma turned into a spell, heaven and earth merged, and blasted into Zhou Dao's body.

The Yuan Wang Dharma body vibrated violently, and the ancient Yuan Wang Qi began to transform. The glaze became brighter and thicker.

bang bang bang...

Finally, the inexhaustible Yuan Wang Qi was fully sublimated and returned to Yuan Hua Li.

Zhou Dao's dantian roared more and more, and the two groups of Zhen Qi bloomed with divine light, like yin and yang changes, and each other produced and restrained each other.

At this time, Yuan Wang Qi finally broke through that hurdle.

"Nielong, Yuan Wang... all stepped into Guiyuan."

Zhou Dao's strength skyrocketed again.

rumbling...

The haunted mist returned to calm and gradually dispersed, shrouding the end of the bluestone ancient road as before.

In front of the Ping An Ancient Monument, everyone saw this and slowly retracted their gazes.

Bai Wu's return to the original state indicated that the heresy that had intruded into it had been wiped out.

"He's dead~www.mtlnovel.com~ Let's go, we already know the result, but it's nothing to see."

"The place where the immortal masters of all dynasties are buried, is it so easy to break into?"

"The ignorant are fearless, there are always such people in this world."

Everyone whispered and sneered and left.

"Brother Dao..." Wang Xiaoyi was stunned and couldn't believe it at all.

Zhou Dao, that's Zhou Dao, so it's gone?

"Let's go." Chi Beilan glanced at him lightly, with no interest at all.

In fact, such an outcome was already doomed.

"Sorry, it's too foggy to get lost."

At this moment, a slow voice came from the vast white fog.

This sound was like thunder on the ground, and everyone changed color instantly, and their horrified eyes turned to look! !

Chapter end