Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors Chapter 506

In the quiet room, two sword lights were vertical and horizontal, black and white, erratic.

The terrifying sword energy was as loud as a frenzy, causing the surrounding talisman formations to tremble, cracks appeared, and they were about to collapse.

Zhou Dao concentrated, and saw that the two sword lights in the air were intertwined, like a white python and a black dragon, attracting each other and evolving mysterious.

"The dragon and the snake meet, and the yin and yang are in harmony. This is a change in the world."

Zhou Dao's heart was greatly moved. He once saw an ancient book in the library of the Yuyao Division headquarters, called "Crazy Mind", and the author was Qin Fulong.

It is said in the ancient book that when Dao Fa was born, there were nine changes in heaven and earth.

The division of the sun and the moon is one change; the splitting of mountains and rivers is one change; the cross between dragons and snakes is one change... Heaven and earth coexist with nine changes, interpret the wonders of all dharmas, and celebrate the beginning of Taoism.

Dragon and snake cross, good fortune generates derivative.

This is an extremely rare vision in Taoist magic, and it contains infinite mysteries.

At this moment, the Black Dragon Sword manifested, and the White Snake Sword was psychic. The two grow together, attract each other, and the sword light resonates. The fluctuations transmitted even exceed the scope of a Grade 1 magic weapon.

"On the magic weapon!?"

Zhou Dao's heart skipped a beat, his eyes gleamed, his expression was as if a weasel had fallen into a big chicken coop, and Wang Xiaoyi walked into the Fragrance Courtyard.

The Taoist instruments are divided into nine grades, and the first grade is already the pinnacle.

However, above the first rank, there is the existence of beyond the magic weapon.

That is the magic weapon.

As the name suggests, the tool has been channeled, and even if there is no owner, it also has magical powers.

It was recorded in the "Working Manual of Yu Yaosi" that in the past years, in the outskirts of Beiliang Town, there was a broken temple, and there were often demons and ghosts.

One day, a scholar was passing through Beiliang Town. He wanted to live in an inn, but he was too shy, so he had to prepare enough dry food to go to the outskirts of the temple to spend the night.

On the way, a crazy old beggar stole the dry food for the scholar.

The scholar was furious, but was unable to argue, so he had to leave in mourning. The old beggar laughed madly, and stuffed a broken wooden sword into the scholar's bag as food money.

In the middle of the night, the scholar lived in the temple and was gradually tired. At this moment, the wind was blowing outside the house, the door was half-open, and a beautiful woman floated up.

The woman's dress was like a fairy, with a graceful figure, riding the night wind and pouring into the scholar's arms.

The powdery air is sultry, the crony is getting wider, the spring is infinite, and the scholar can't help but feel confused.

At this moment, a flash of spiritual light flew out from the scholar's luggage, turned into a three-footed sword, and directly cut off the drop of the glamorous woman.

In an instant, only a scream was heard, blood spurted out, and the beautiful woman instantly turned into a white bone.

Immediately afterwards, the aura broke through the temple and left.

The scholar was so frightened that he passed out, and when he woke up, the ruined temple in the wilderness was almost completely destroyed, revealing a solitary tomb three meters below the ground that was covered up.

The scholar returned home in shock, fell ill and died seven days later.

The so-called spiritual tool is like that wooden sword, which is free to channel spirits. Even if no one drives and controls it, it still has great supernatural powers.

Even if you are thousands of miles away, you can still communicate with the Lord.

A real spiritual weapon is a thousand times stronger than a magic weapon, and the power it can exert is unimaginable.

Among the Taoist sects, it is extremely difficult to forge a spiritual tool, which is no trivial matter.

In addition to the treasures of heaven and earth, there is also an opportunity to become a spirit.

If the opportunity arises, there will be a vision, just like Zhou Dao is in front of him.

"Dragon and Snake Jiaotai, this is a vision of becoming a spirit. Could it be that I can get a spirit weapon!?" Zhou Dao's heart was moved, and his eyes lit up.

He knew that among the Taoist sects, many spiritual tools were passed down from generation to generation.

Because it is too difficult to create a magic weapon.

Just like the Yuanmen he destroyed in Pingjiang City back then, the backing behind it was the Ghost Sect, and there was only one spiritual tool up and down in this vein, called the [Edict Ghost Talisman].

The Edict Spirit Talisman was originally made by fate when the founder of the Ghost Sect was founded, and it has been passed down to this day.

In addition to this spiritual tool, the Ghost Sacrifice Sect has developed for so many years, and has not yet developed a second spiritual tool.

Even so, it is even more difficult to find disciples who can obtain the approval of the [Edict Spirit Talisman], and have the same mind with him, who inspired this spiritual tool.

That is, when Yuan Shaoqing worshipped the Ghost Sect, he had a feeling with this spiritual tool, and was regarded as the hope of Daxing by the Ghost Sect.

If the original route is followed, Yuan Shaoqing has every hope of stepping into the real world, thus completely inheriting this spiritual tool and obtaining everything from the Ghost Sacrifice Sect.

At that time, he was the number one person in this bright world.

Unfortunately, there is no if in this world.

"This is definitely a sign of becoming a spirit..." Zhou Dao was excited.

He knew that the lifelong pursuit of many artifact refining masters was to create a spiritual artifact in person.

However, in addition to the materials, techniques, and magical powers, the most rare thing about these treasures is the opportunity to become a spirit.

Some people have been searching for it for a lifetime, the supernatural powers are great, the techniques are top-notch, and the materials are also hard to find in the world.

The dragon and the snake are in harmony, and now Zhou Dao has obtained this opportunity to become a spirit, but he does not know the art of refining, and he does not know how to fuse the [White Snake Sword] and [Black Dragon Sword] into one, and promote the spirit tool.

"Am I going to miss this opportunity for nothing?" Zhou Dao was a little anxious.

The opportunity to become a spirit is rare and fleeting, and now even if he finds a master craftsman, it is too late.

"By the way, Spiritual Furnace, I still have Spiritual Furnace."

Zhou Dao slapped his forehead and almost forgot this treasure of Pan Huangmen.

The Spiritualizing Furnace was originally used to fuse various instruments and improve the grade.

Zhou Dao's [Thunder Fire Twin Wings] and [Black Dragon Sword] were born through the fusion of many magical instruments through the spiritual furnace.

hum…

With a wave of Zhou Dao's hand, the Spiritualizing Furnace appeared, and the bright yellow flame gushed and beat, exuding a blazing temperature.

"I just don't know if this baby can give birth to a spiritual weapon."

Zhou Dao beat drums in his heart, but he still planned to give it a try. He urged Zhen Qi to drive [White Snake Sword] and [Black Dragon Sword] into the Spiritualizing Furnace.

rumbling...

The two sword lights staggered and separated in mid-air, like a white python looking back, like a black dragon sweeping its tail, and they all burrowed into the spiritualization furnace.

Immediately afterwards, the bright yellow flame seemed to explode, and there was a thunderous sound. In the real arc of fire, two black and white sword lights interlaced again.

The white python rose and the black dragon descended into the world. In a trance, it was like a blend of yin and yang, and the two sword lights began to merge.

"There is a play."

Zhou Dao was overjoyed, the fire inside the spiritual furnace was really burning, reflecting his longing face.

The vision of the dragon-snake meeting gradually merged into the newly born sword light.

The mysteries, bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit... all came into Zhou Dao's eyes.

In an instant, in the quiet room, the dense boiling water drowned everything, and only the sound of "rumbling" could be heard incessantly.

Thanglong Mountain, Baixian Cave.

The mountains are rugged and rugged, and when viewed from a distance, they look like giant pythons entrenched in their arrogance.

Such a ferocious pattern must hide a world-shattering demon king.

This is the dojo of the White Snake Immortal, one of the seventy-two cave demon kings in the world.

At this moment, outside the Baixian Cave, there is a vast fog, thousands of snakes are running, rolling together, like a river and a sea of ​​jedi.

Wherever the densely-packed snakes passed, the vegetation disappeared, and the wild beasts in the mountains were left with only a piece of bones, and even the rocks were swallowed up by them.

"Seventh princess, without the order of the cave master, how can you wanton [Shepherd Snake]?"

At this moment, a dull voice resounded in the mountains.

Immediately, the endless wandering snakes suddenly stopped, and then the birds and beasts scattered, turning around, each swam into the mountains, and disappeared.

"Uncle Qing, the master is not here, it doesn't matter if I practice."

In the forest, a young girl walked out reluctantly. She was beautiful, but her facial features were very immature. She looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, and she held a small golden snake in her hand.

Bai Yuwei pouted and walked towards Baixian Cave timidly.

On weekdays, what she is most afraid of is the [Green Manager] who is unsmiling and does everything according to the rules.

Sure enough, the white mist dissipated, and a burly middle-aged man came out of the hole, a section of cyan horns exposed from the black hair on his forehead.

"Seventh princess, you are too presumptuous." Manager Qing raised his hand, and the golden snake decree flew into his hand.

Bai Yuwei was unhappy in her heart, but she did not dare to show any dissatisfaction on her face.

She knew very well how high the status of this young manager was in her master's heart.

As early as when the White Snake Immortal had not yet become one of the seventy-two demon kings in the world, the former had already followed behind him.

"The Golden Talisman of the Spirit Snake can control 90% of the snakes in the world. How dare you act rashly?" Manager Qing looked cold.

The White Snake Immortal is a famous demon king, and it has long since broken away from the shackles of its own blood and stepped into a higher realm.

This spiritual snake golden talisman is made from its shed blood and can control 90% of the snakes in the world. Once activated, it can herd snakes.

As the range of herd snakes expands, more and more snakes will be added.

Shepherding snakes and nourishing qi can improve the cultivation of snake demons.

However, if the Taoism is not enough, once it gets out of control, it will not only backfire on its master, the snakes will run wild, but it will also endanger the world.

In this way, the catastrophe will fall to the door as a pretext.

Obviously, with Bai Yuwei's Taoism, she is not qualified to control this Spirit Snake Golden Talisman.

"At most, I won't touch it in the future." Bai Yuwei lowered her head and muttered.

Manager Qing looked at her and shook his head weakly.

This is the most favored disciple of the White Snake Immortal, and he has been spoiled for a long time.

"Uncle Qing, where did the old man go, Master?" Bai Yuwei couldn't help asking.

"She went to Li Zangfeng."

Manager Qing's expression was slightly condensed, and when he mentioned the man's name, the corners of his eyes twitched unnaturally.

There are more than ten million monsters in the world, and the fierce name of Jianzhu is comparable to Tianyue and heavier than Wanjun for any monster.

Hearing this, Bai Yuwei's little face also turned pale.

Although her master is the famous seventy-two cave demon king, but the other party is also a dignified nine gods.

"Don't think nonsense, your master is here to reminisce, not to fight." Manager Qing waved his hand, interrupting the little girl's thoughts.

"Huh!? Reminiscing about the old?" Bai Yuwei was startled, not understanding.

The White Snake Immortal and the Nine Gods Pillar are naked and deadly enemies, how old are they? ?

"Don't ask around." Manager Qing gave Bai Yuwei a head-scratcher, and the little girl screamed.

"Your master left you a gift to congratulate you on stepping into the big demon."

"Gift? Could it be... White Snake Sword!?"

Bai Yuwei's eyes lit up, she was trapped in the Baixian Cave, closed for eight years, and finally stepped into the Great Demon Realm.

Before that, the White Snake Immortal had promised her that as long as she stepped into the big demon, she would use the ancient method passed down from generation to generation in the White Immortal Cave to refine a [White Snake Sword] for her.

"Your master is so kind to you, do you know that this white snake sword is made from the scales she shed!?" Manager Qing's icy eyes could not help but fill with envy.

The scales of the White Snake Immortal are comparable to any rare gold and iron in the world, the sword can slay demons, and the sharp edge can kill demons.

Although this white snake sword is only a first-grade magic weapon, it has the potential to transform into a spirit.

From this, it can be seen that Immortal White Snake's love for Bai Yuwei.

"Hahaha, I know that the master treats me the best, give it to me, give it to me quickly."

Bai Yuwei was as cheerful as a Pipi shrimp, her face full of impatience.

She has been greedy for this white snake sword for a long time.

Looking at the little girl's anxious look, Manager Qing also showed a rare smile. When he raised his hand, a wooden box was held in his palm.

"Um!?"

At the moment when the wooden box appeared, there was something wrong with Chief Qing, which seemed to feel a lot lighter.

However, before he could react, Bai Yuwei pounced uncontrollably.

"Hahaha, my White Snake Sword has finally arrived..."

The wooden box was opened, the voice stopped abruptly, and the smile on Bai Yuwei's face gradually solidified.

She looked at the empty wooden box, and was stunned for a moment, then looked at Manager Qing with dissatisfaction.

"Uncle Qing, are you kidding me?"

"White Snake Sword!?" Manager Qing's eyes narrowed, and then his color changed suddenly: "This is impossible."

The voice fell, and the wooden box burst open in his palm, making a loud noise, even Bai Yuwei was startled.

"Uncle Qing, you are..."

rumbling...

Suddenly, a red light rose up and turned into an eggshell-like light film that enveloped the entire Shenglong Mountain.

"Where is the holy place, and even dare to touch the treasures of my Baixian Cave!?" Manager Qing's face was solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy.

To be able to steal the White Snake Sword unknowingly under his nose, what kind of cultivation is this?

He wanted to break the sky, but he couldn't think of who did it.

"Pass my order, and from now on the mountain will be closed for thousands of miles, and no one can let it go."

Manager Qing gave an order, showing a cold killing.

On this day, the demon soldiers of Baixian Cave came out together, covering thousands of miles.

The whole world was shocked, and the Sixth Avenue Gate was also shocked.

That was the dojo of the White Snake Immortal, so the movement naturally made everyone nervous.

If the demon king moved, the world would be uneasy.

On this day, UU reading www.uukanshu. com is not only the Sixth Avenue Gate, but even other demon caves can't sit still, and they have sent messengers to inquire.

In the eyes of the world, a violent storm that is about to sweep the world seems to be coming.

All of this, Zhou Dao naturally has no way of knowing.

For the next few days, he lived in seclusion, observing the changes in the spiritual furnace every day, waiting for the day when the White Snake Sword and the Black Dragon Sword would be completely merged.

Today, the sun is shining brightly in the sky.

The sky suddenly became dark, and the originally high sun seemed to be swallowed in one bite. The world lost its luster and fell into the darkness.

In the blink of an eye, Da Rifu reappeared, as if being spit out.

"The tomb of the gods has changed, the holy miracle has appeared!!"

Wang Xiaoyi raised his head and looked at the vision in the sky. He knew that the opportunity that Zhou Dao had been waiting for was finally coming.

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