Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors Chapter 618

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The black ancient coffin that had been silent for many years manifested, broke through the dome, and flew out from the deep hall.

The terrifying aura swept through like a robbery cloud, shaking the world.

The forbidden rune chain appeared, with golden light and thousands of paths, wrapping around the black ancient coffin.

bang bang bang...

The black ancient coffin vibrated like a void cracking, and the swaying ripples directly shattered all the forbidden runes. The terrifying power pressed the Lingzhao Mountain to vibrate violently, and the huge mountain continued to slide down.

"What happened? Someone killed again? Jianzhu or Black Prison!?" Someone shouted in horror, revealing deep fear.

Since that day when Jianzhu Li Zangfeng broke the Lingshan Mountain with one sword, the Lord of the Black Prison has coerced the Imperial Palace...

The disciples of the Imperial Palace have long been frightened, and it seems that anyone can come here to be arrogant and take a tour.

Today, such turmoil seems to be coming to an end, and many disciples have begun to flee for their lives, and some even gave up hope and sat cross-legged and waited for death.

"When I entered the capital alone, I had already entered the Xuantian Temple when I knew it." Yang Ji hid behind the palace pillar, trembling.

As a disciple of the Imperial Palace, his life experience was extremely tragic.

His father died early, and his mother had to marry the uncle who poisoned his father in order to give him a way out.

This allowed him to endure the humiliation and live a tragic childhood.

There is no such thing as a unique way. When Yang Ji was sixteen years old, he went hunting in the mountains and found a black-skinned fox. Under his guidance, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and when his supernatural powers were accomplished, the first thing he did was Is to kill the uncle Manmen.

Only then did he realize that his father's death was planned by his mother, who had poisoned the soup.

Yang Ji was heartbroken, but he was brought up by his mother since he was a child, so how could he bear to draw a knife?

In the end, he just slapped his mother to ashes, set Zhuangzi on fire, and went to the capital with all the money.

Back then, he also hesitated whether to enter the Xuantian Temple or the Imperial Palace.

In the end, the young Yang Ji saw the royal background of the Imperial Palace and bowed to the door.

But who would have thought that in less than half a year, the Imperial Palace, which was a huge shock in the world, was actually held twice.

Now that the accident is reborn, Yang Ji has begun to doubt life.

"Retribution... Mother, I'm here..."

Yang Jipan sat behind the palace pillar and closed his eyes in despair.

rumbling...

In the sky, overcast clouds pressed against the top, and purple thunders cut through the sky, as if the end was coming.

The ancient black coffin became more and more sinister, with a dark atmosphere, and the mysterious runes flickered like a curse.

"what happened?"

At this moment, Xu Jianling emerged from the void.

The most talented high priest in the Imperial Palace finally stepped into the Dao realm, and his cultivation level advanced by leaps and bounds.

But now facing the black coffin in front of him, he felt a deep fear.

After the Yuan King of the previous generation was beheaded, this black ancient coffin emerged from his body and banned it.

It took twenty years for the Imperial Palace to open it with power.

The material of this black coffin does not seem to belong to this world. Even the undefeated God Ye once said that there is a boundary between life and death.

rumbling...

Suddenly, a layer of auspicious clouds and clear light enveloped, stabilizing Lingzhao Mountain, which was about to collapse.

Everyone looked at the clear light in the sky like a veil and breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Jianling turned his head to look, and couldn't help stunned.

"Palace Master..."

Ye Miaoxian came from the sky, her dress was flying, and her style was still the same.

Her whole body was surrounded by clear light, and the terrifying coercion locked the black coffin suspended in the void.

"Even after your death, are you still so eye-catching?" Ye Miaoxian's beautiful eyes narrowed and she murmured in her heart, her glamorous face couldn't hide her resentment.

rumbling...

The black coffin vibrated, and a wave of nothingness came out from the inside, breaking through the clear light, breaking through the vast sky, as if it was thousands of miles away, and I didn't know where to go.

At this moment, instant totem.

At the end of the ancient road to the sky, the small black coffin rangs in front of Zhou Dao, exuding strange fluctuations.

On the lost altar, the swaying shadow trembled violently.

"How could you have such a thing?" Yuanzu's phantom roared mournfully.

"Profound God Zhou Tian, ​​the black coffin Fengyuan!"

At this moment, the small black coffin opened a gap in the void like a key.

"That's..." Zhou Dao's eyes widened, showing an unbelievable look.

In the crack, a black coffin emerged, ten times larger than the small black coffin, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

"Zhou Xuan..."

On the lost altar, Yuanzu's phantom trembled violently. He didn't seem to have expected that Zhou Dao still had such power hidden in his body.

He didn't even think that the dead man had come to this step and left such a means.

rumbling...

The phantom of the black coffin pressed against the lost and dilapidated altar, and a force of swallowing escaped from it, as if a flood had burst an embankment and was unstoppable.

The power of swallowing is exactly the same as Yuanzu's breath.

"This is the means left by Dad!?"

Zhou Dao was in shock, and finally knew the real purpose of the so-called King Yuan's legacy.

This black coffin seems to be able to carry the power of Yuanzu.

The power that cannot be carried on that day, cannot be carried on the ground, and cannot be erased by time, actually has a method of banning.

This has never happened in the past.

As strong as the Dao King was born in the past, he could not completely control this power and needed to be re-cultivated with the great calamity of the demon god.

The phantom on the altar is the power of the ancestors cultivated by the instant totem two years ago.

Now, the black coffin has manifested, and the phantom is sucked into the black coffin like a shocking dragon.

"Drawing from the bottom of the pot!? This is to **** all the power of the ancestors from this place?" Zhou Dao was stunned.

Originally, he just wanted to add an extra lock.

Since then, even if Wang Tong controls the great calamity of the demon **** in the future, he will not be able to take away the power of Yuanzu who is imprisoned.

But now, the means Zhou Xuan left behind are even more domineering. He even directly took away the power of the ancestors that had been cultivated for two thousand years and accumulated for two thousand years.

If Wang notices this, he will probably vomit blood.

"Brilliant, how did you do it?" Zhou Dao could not help but admire.

His dead ghost father has been gone for more than 20 years, but the many methods left behind are far-reaching.

Even the power of the ancestors in the demon **** totem has been calculated.

That black coffin is the container that carries the power of Yuanzu.

"Okay, very good, it's getting more and more interesting..."

Yuanzu's voice dissipated on the ancient road to the sky, and the ancient altar seemed to have lost its life, dimmed, and finally disappeared at the end of the ancient road to the sky.

"It's sealed!?" Zhou Dao was a little dazed.

The power of Yuanzu, which had accumulated for more than two thousand years, was completely absorbed by the black coffin.

rumbling...

The shadow of the black coffin oscillated, and it seemed that he had no intention of retreating.

The ancient and mysterious aura swept in and locked Zhou Dao.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Dao was startled, but did not react.

hum…

Suddenly, a ray of white light flew out from Zhou Dao's Dantian Qihai, and it was the phalanx left by the sacrifice of the great demon Hebo.

"What is this thing?" Zhou Dao wondered.

At this moment, the phalanx shone with milky white brilliance, and under the influence of the shadow of the black coffin, it wrapped Zhou Dao and rushed out of the instant totem.

In the golden hall, a group of disciples are gathering together to discuss what they have seen and heard in the totem world just now.

"Wang Yuan is too powerful. He actually broke the spell left by the Taoist king and set foot in the totem world."

"You didn't see it, he went deep into the ancient road to the sky and fought with Tu Kuangsheng."

"What about the outcome? Who wins and who loses?"

"I don't know. It's too far apart. Who would dare to approach that kind of battle? It seems that the rumors are true. Wang Yuan is an extraordinary person, and Lin Jie is enough to carry the banner of spiritual veins."

"Is it so mysterious? I don't know if I can get out of the ancient road to the sky."

The discussion came one after another, and some people sneered, from the Taoism, and they were not optimistic about Zhou Dao.

rumbling...

At this moment, the totem of the demon **** vibrated violently, and a white light flew out like a long rainbow across the sun.

"Wang Yuan...he came out..."

Someone exclaimed, their eyes widened, and Zhou Dao's face was clearly seen in the white light.

hum…

The white light was like a sword glow, and it turned sharply, unexpectedly submerging into another totem of the demon god.

"Monster God Xuanming... He... how could he..."

Li Xunye rushed out of the crowd, unable to believe his eyes.

At this moment, in the depths of the Demon Locking Prison, the Black Stone Hall.

The void is like a mirror, reflecting the scene in the Golden Palace.

"Master, that kid..." Xia Hongyu stared at the scene in front of her, her pretty face showing an incredible look.

If she was not mistaken, the white light just now was indeed transformed by Wang Yuan.

Not only did he break the incantation of the Dao King, but he walked out of the instant totem alive, and in a flash, he entered the Xuanming totem again?

It's just incredible.

"Lingmai really has an interesting disciple..."

On the throne, a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat showed a fascinated smile.

At the Taobao meeting that day, when Wang Yuan bought the corpse of the Great Demon Hebo, he had already noticed this young man.

Until Wang Yuan entered Moana Totem, the chief prison officer of the Demon Locking Prison finally became interested.

Now Zhou Dao's actions have completely hooked his eyes.

"Tsk tsk... This kid is more interesting than Lin Jie..." Lu Haiwang supported the grass and trees on his head, showing a playful smile.

Xia Hongyu couldn't help but look sideways.

The status of the Chief Prison Officer of the Demon Locking Prison is not below the head of the Five Veins. At his level, there are not many people and things that can arouse his interest.

Whenever he makes this action, it means that what is in front of him makes him tempted.

"Master, don't you think..." Xia Hongyu made a bold guess, and immediately shook his head again.

"He's a spiritual disciple."

"What happened to the disciples of Lingmai? How much benefit has that old man of Wanfaxiang got from me over the years?"

Lu Haiwang's eyes didn't blink for a moment, staring at the scene in the picture, he licked the corner of his mouth and showed a playful smile.

"Can the fish that reach the mouth be put back into the sea?"

The fate trajectories of Lu Haiwang and Wan Dharma are somewhat similar.

The first of the spirit veins was born of a bandit, but in his early years he drifted at sea and robbed his family.

It was not until later that he found a secret realm in the depths of the sea, and then he embarked on the road of cultivation, left the sea, and his fate changed, entered Longhu Mountain, and became the chief prison officer of the lock demon prison.

Because of this, King Lu Hai and Wan Fa Xiang are like each other, and their behaviors are quite similar.

"Master...why didn't you see Tu Kuang born?" Xia Hongyu's heart skipped a beat.

Cao Bufan and Tu Kuangsheng were clearly one step ahead, but now that Zhou Dao has come out, the two have disappeared.

"What do they do?" Lu Haiwang said casually.

At this moment, there was only Zhou Dao in his eyes.

Xuanming Totem.

This world is different from Moment Totem, Tongtian Road is like a river, turbulent and boundless.

Occasionally, ancient palaces appeared in the constantly rising waves, like a dragon palace, and I don't know how dangerous it was.

At this moment, the end of Tongtian Road.

Su Linglong's dress was stained with blood, she walked through mountains of bones, and the scene in front of her touched her quite a bit.

Da Lizi didn't seem to be angry either, with golden scales all over his body, curled up beside Su Linglong.

"Master, this place is full of evil." Jin Li Dudu felt a deep fear.

At this moment, Su Linglong's mind was completely attracted by the ancient altar that appeared before him.

On the altar, the mysterious black shadow swayed like a fire, and the power emanating was as if the heaven and the earth were in harmony. The mystery made her fascinated.

This power seems to be the most perfect power in the world, immortal, neither corrupt nor empty.

"Small human, step on the altar and be baptized."

The ethereal voice echoed in Su Linglong's ears.

At the end of the Tongtian Road, is the power of the ancestors nurtured by the Taoist king. Once they are matched, they can master the great calamity of the demon **** and become the key for the Taoist king to open this place in the future. here.

At this moment, how could Su Linglong be able to handle Yuan Zu's temptation?

There was only the ancient altar in her eyes, and her beautiful eyes were filled with incomparable piety and desire as she walked forward.

"Senior sister, I advise you not to come forward."

At this moment, a soft voice resounded in Su Linglong's ears, pulling her mind back.

Su Linglong was stunned, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Wang Yuan...how could you..." Su Linglong couldn't help showing surprise when she saw the person coming.

Lingmai disciples can actually set foot in the totem world?

This is simply impossible.

"Little devil, it's you again..."

Yuanzu's voice suddenly sounded, revealing deep anger.

This is the most incredible existence between heaven and earth, and every ray of his power has the will of Yuanzu.

At this moment, when the shadow on the altar saw Zhou Dao, everything in the totem world immediately knew.

"Old man, do you think I can't kill you?" Zhou Dao sneered, holding the gleaming white phalanx tightly in his hand.

The great demon He Bo, the end of his evolutionary path is the [Xuanming Demon God].

This amputated phalanx is the essence condensed by his understanding of the pedigree of the demon god. Relying on this, Zhou Dao can naturally enter the totem world of the demon **** of Xuanming.

"Wang Yuan, you..." Su Linglong's expression changed slightly.

At the end of Tongtian Road, there is a mysterious being hidden, and Wang Yuan was able to talk to it.

And it seems that they have known each other for a long time.

"Old man, I said, I will kill you in this life." Zhou Dao shouted violently.

He made a seal with his hands and opened the small black coffin.

In an instant, the void crack appeared again, and the phantom of the black coffin was like a giant boat crashing into the ancient altar.

The terrifying fluctuations come, such as the shocking dragon absorbs and devours the shadow.

"Okay...let's see how your lineage will be wiped out from the world..."

Yuan Zu's voice suddenly burst without any emotional fluctuations.

rumbling...

The black coffin phantom devoured all the power of Yuanzu that had accumulated on the altar for two thousand years.

The nine demon **** totems enshrined in the Golden Hall, UU reading www. In the blink of an eye, Xuan Ming, the power of the ancestors of the two great demon gods, was swallowed up by the black coffin.

At this time, the sky above the Imperial Palace.

The body of the black ancient coffin was shrouded in a layer of black light, and the runes attached to it kept squirming, as if swallowing and digesting something.

After a while, the black ancient coffin returned to normal, and all the visions around it dissipated.

It flew back into the palace deep in the Imperial Palace, and there was no movement.

"Palace Master, what happened just now?" Xu Jianling couldn't help but asked in shock and fear.

He never dreamed that the coffin in which Zhou Xuan's body was buried would contain such wonders, that it could manifest itself?

That kind of prestige made even Dao-level powerhouses like him feel deep fear.

The most important thing is that the inside of the black ancient coffin seemed to have changed, but they couldn't see through the change.

"Zhou Xuan... in the end..."

Ye Miaoxian clenched her silver teeth and stepped into the depths of the Imperial Palace.

It's late at night, inside the palace.

In the Qianyang Hall, incense was lingering, and in the clear gauze curtain, the tall figure looked at the memorial in his hand.

"Your Majesty, the news just now seems to have come from the Imperial Palace, do you want to send someone to ask?" the old **** next to him asked respectfully.

"No need."

Qin Huang put down the memorial in his hand and squeezed his eyebrows.

"I'm tired, you all step back."

"Follow the order!"

A group of palace servants bowed down and stepped out cautiously.

In the Qianyang Palace of Nuoda, there is only the aloof Ninety-five Zun.

"As expected of Zhou Xuan's son..."

"As expected of the incense of the Sunset Sect!"

A cold sigh sounded slowly, and it disappeared on the quiet hall!

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