Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors Chapter 705

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"Meet Your Majesty!"

The masters of Yu Yaosi followed Yang Kui and bowed down one after another. They looked at the young man in front of them, their eyes trembled, and their hearts suddenly rose.

Throughout the world of Qin Dynasty, there are only seven people who hold the title of king, so young, who else can be except King Yuan! ?

"Zhou Dao!"

The seventh prince's complexion became extremely gloomy, as if it could form ice balls.

"Okay, forget the pain, the seventh, how come you don't have such a long memory!?"

Zhou Dao never dismounted, and looked at the seventh prince with interest, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

If in the past, there might have been a distinction between him and the seventh prince, the royal blood made this prince inherently superior to others.

It has nothing to do with cultivation and official position.

But now Zhou Dao is the king of the Qin emperor. In terms of value, he is not below the seventh prince, or even more than that.

You must know that Daqin has established a country for three thousand years, and there are only seven people who have different surnames as kings.

As for princes, not to mention past dynasties, in this dynasty alone, there were nine princes under Emperor Qin's knees, and those who died prematurely were not among them.

It can be said that today's Zhou Dao's waist is not ordinary when facing the prince.

"Prince Yuan, you are actually here." The seventh prince's voice was heavy, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

"Lao Qi, you may have been locked up in the Great Sin Palace for too long. The land you are standing on now is the fief of this king." Zhou Dao chuckled lightly.

"You..." The seventh prince was so angry that he was about to explode.

At the beginning, because of the great Qin Longqi, he formed a relationship with Zhou Dao, and was finally punished by the Qin Emperor and imprisoned in the Great Sin Palace for half a year.

Now that Zhou Dao's old things are brought up again, he is simply exposing his scars.

"Lao Qi, as a prince, you dare to rob our Yuyao Division. This is a toad jumping into a dung pit."

"What do you mean?" The Seventh Prince asked subconsciously.

"Excuse me to speak!?"

"Presumptuous, how dare you tell His Highness like this..."

Beside the seventh prince, a burly man roared sharply, his voice was like a rushing bull, and he was covered in thick armor and glared furiously.

hum…

Before he finished speaking, the stomach of the burly man suddenly burst, and wounds tore his chest apart, exposing his beating heart to the air.

The next moment, the burly man let out a shrill scream, and his body of more than 500 kilograms suddenly flew up, like a meteorite that broke through the sky and flew to the distant mountains, gradually disappearing from everyone's sight, and disappeared.

The change came so quickly that no one could react to what happened.

The big man, as strong as a bear, seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, easily kneaded, and snapped his fingers into the sky.

"Zhou Dao, how dare you attack the people around me?" The seventh prince gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with intense jealousy.

Xiong Tianbao was a powerhouse he recruited from Tianshi Dao, a master of the Dragon Gate Realm, but in front of Zhou Dao, he was not even as good as a dog.

"Prince Yuan... Has he grown to this point?" The seventh prince roared inwardly.

When he was fighting for the Dragon Qi of Great Qin, Zhou Dao was able to step into the real world.

At that time, the Seventh Prince could still calculate at will and use his power to overwhelm people.

How long has it been?

Today's Zhou Dao has grown into a behemoth that he cannot touch. Just standing there can make him fall into endless despair.

This is the realm.

This is King Yuan.

This is Zhou Dao.

"Lao Qi, how dare your people refuse to worship this king when they see this? Are you despising this king or the court?"

Zhou Dao chuckled, his casual gaze swept over the crowd behind the seventh prince.

Suddenly, the eyes of those people dodged, and they were so shocked that they hurriedly dismounted and paid their respects.

"See... see King Yuan."

Everyone saluted and shouted, for fear that if they were slow, they would follow in the footsteps of Xiong Tianbao.

"you…"

The seventh prince's face was flushed red, his chest heaved slightly, and his lungs were about to explode.

With just a few words from Zhou Dao, he made his subordinates kneel and bow down one after another, without any arrogance.

"Lao Qi, let's go, next time, this king won't be so easy to talk about." Zhou Dao waved his hand as if grace.

The Seventh Prince clenched his fists tightly, his face like a pig's liver bursting with sauce.

At this moment, he would rather Zhou Dao suppress himself than be pardoned by him like a lost dog.

"Your Highness..." the surrounding servants reminded cautiously.

"let's go."

The seventh prince gritted his teeth, tightened the reins, turned around and left.

"This is King Yuan!"

Yang Kui knelt on the ground and stared blankly at Zhou Dao, only to feel that the thin figure was suddenly tall, like a continuous mountain, traversing things, and supporting the sky.

In the past dynasties, who could be like the King of Yuan, who came from humble backgrounds and had no power background, and was born out of nowhere.

"Too awesome." Yang Kui growled in his heart.

Only such a person is worth following, and he seems to have seen the backbone of Yu Yaosi's future.

"Your name is Yang Kui!?"

Zhou Dao's voice sounded leisurely, pulling back Yang Kui's thoughts.

"Reporting to King Yuan, the villain is exactly that." Yang Kui said nervously.

"This old horse asked you to bring it back?" Zhou Dao pointed at the iron coffin next to him.

"Yes." Yang Kui nodded.

"The job was done well." Zhou Dao hooked his fingers, and the iron coffin fell into his hands.

"After you go back, look for Jiang Yuan, and you will be an errand under him in the future."

While talking, Zhou Dao didn't turn his head, turned around and left.

Hearing this, Yang Kui couldn't help showing a look of joy, and hurriedly said respectfully, "Thank you for the kindness of King Yuan."

By the time he raised his head, Zhou Dao had long since disappeared.

"My mother, I really saw King Yuan... The living King Yuan..."

"It's too powerful, this is the coercion of the superior, the seventh prince dare not even put a big fart in front of him."

"I have long heard how powerful Prince Yuan is. When I saw him today, the aura was too strong."

Everyone was talking about it, looking at the direction where Zhou Dao was going, with brilliance in their eyes, they turned to look at Yang Kui, and they couldn't help showing envy.

They all knew in their hearts that Yang Kui was considered Zhou Dao's discernment, and in the future, he would be regarded as a member of the Yuan Wang lineage in the Yu Yao Division.

"After all, it is the ancestral grave that has smoked."

Yang Kui sighed in his heart.

At the beginning of this year, he was doing errands outside and captured a six-tailed fox spirit. He stayed at the mountain temple at night, and once met a wandering Taoist priest.

The wandering Taoist priest said that his ancestors' tombs were not well buried. If they moved to the east by ten feet, there would be green smoke, and they would meet noble people within half a year.

At first, Yang Kui didn't imagine it.

However, in the middle of the night, the wandering Taoist calculated some secrets about him at random, and everything was right.

Yang Kui's heart was completely shaken, and after returning, he moved his ancestral tomb.

Now that half a year has passed, it is as expected by the wandering Taoist priest.

"Don't deceive me!" Yang Kui muttered softly, and bowed three times in the direction of Yuanshi Mountain.

The lonely moon hangs high, like the eyes of a fox, looking at the world indifferently.

The vast 100,000 mountains are filled with smoke and clouds.

A towering mountain is as steep as an axe, and scarlet blood is splashed from the top of the mountain, infecting the mountain demon.

The skeletons all over the mountains and plains are wrapped in the monstrous demonic energy that has not yet been annihilated.

"Demon Master, you...you're crazy...you dare to break the mountain and cut down the temple, and do a great act of treason!?"

In front of the temple, a little monk in white robe shouted with a trembling voice, with a look of fear in his eyes.

"The temple of mankind dares to enshrine the tablet of the demon, you are courting death!" Ma Yinglong shouted violently, his eyes full of killing.

boom…

As soon as the words fell, the white-robed monk burst into pieces, turning into a mist of blood, and it was too late to even shout.

"What nonsense are you talking about with this **** with a human face and an animal heart?"

Wang Xuanzhi's complexion was stern, his eyes glowed with a fierce luster, like a butcher from purgatory, holding a human head in his hand, his face was hideous, and it seemed to freeze the last terror before his death.

"Dogs, I forgot what kind of dog I am. Some people don't do it, but they want to be a dog." Wang Xuanzhi's five fingers shook, and the head in his hand was like a watermelon bursting, and the scarlet splashed.

This temple is to enjoy the incense of human beings, but it enshrines the ranking of four demons.

According to legend, these four monsters are extremely vicious. They once invaded the territory of human beings in troubled times, feeding on people and killing hundreds of thousands of living beings. The brutality of their methods is simply outrageous.

Today, there are people who actually enshrine the tablets of demons in temples.

It's like someone killed your ancestors and pooped on your grave.

This kind of dog can no longer be called a human. It is a dog in human skin. It is ashamed of its ancestors, and its children and grandchildren are cut off. It should be like his master, and all of them should be pulled out and cut into pieces.

Fuck the eighteenth generation of ancestors!

"Tread this place!"

Ma Yinglong snapped his fingers, and the red flames shot up into the sky, like a red lotus karmic fire, invading the world, and instantly dragging this filthy place into a sea of ​​flames.

"Ma Yinglong, Wang Xuanzhi... You guys are still here after all."

At this moment, a gloomy laughter rang out, echoing between heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, the demonic wind roared in the sky, enveloping the entire mountain like a large net.

"Yebat Dragon!" Wang Xuanzhi's expression changed slightly and he exclaimed.

In the cloudy cloud, a ghostly shadow appeared, with its wings spread a hundred miles away, it looked like a bat, but horns grew out of its head.

"Humans are always so impulsive, for the sake of a moment of enthusiasm, but they don't know they have stepped into death."

In the sky, there was a sinister laughter.

"nonsense!"

Wang Xuanzhi let out a low roar, and there were strange demon patterns on his body. His eyebrows were split open, and a third eye emerged. The divine light burst out, like the sun breaking through the sky, and it came with a blast.

rumbling...

The void vibrated, and the image of wind and thunder surged.

The monstrous wind in the sky is like a furious sea, surging and surging, but it has not torn open half of the gap.

"Wang Xuanzhi, you can't break it. In order to hunt the two of you, I gave up a lot of hard work."

Yebat Long sneered, his high-pitched voice full of murderous intent.

Since Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong came to Shiwanda Mountain, I don't know how many monsters have died in the hands of these two people.

Even its black caves were almost destroyed.

For the sake of today, Yebat Dragon has been deployed for a long time, and even at the cost of burying the lives of the entire clan, he invited out the treasure left by the ancestors.

"Hahaha, this is your burial place."

The night bat dragon laughed arrogantly, and a black iron box appeared in the strong demonic aura, with ancient demon inscriptions engraved on it.

Just as the black iron box appeared, a terrifying coercion was earth-shattering, pressing down on the two figures on the top of the mountain.

Late at night.

Yuanshi Palace, Peace View.

A tin coffin was placed in front of Zhou Dao. The lid of the coffin had been opened, and there lay the corpse of a cat demon, surrounded by talismans.

The realm of this cat demon is not high, only the cultivation of the upper realm big demon.

If before, this is an absolute master.

But now, in Zhou Dao's eyes, this level of monsters can only be called little monsters.

"Special!?" Zhou Dao glanced.

This is a three-tailed cat demon. It has three tails. Usually, this kind of demon is born only in the mountains near the water.

It is said that the tail of this cat demon can attract the love of the same sex. As long as it is carried on the body, anyone of the same **** who has come into contact with it will fall in love with him involuntarily.

Besides, Zhou Dao didn't see anything special about this cat demon.

"Big demon..."

Zhou Dao was thoughtful, and a ray of mana flashed from his fingertips, penetrating into the corpse of the three-tailed cat demon like a blade.

hum…

Suddenly, a wave of life came from his body.

"Live!?"

Zhou Dao was slightly moved and confirmed again.

The three-tailed cat demon is indeed dead, but it is in a very special state of flesh and blood. It is refined to a strong particle, and it maintains a super high activity.

They are growing in madness, as if they have their own will.

Infinite continuation is their will.

Even when Zhou Dao's mana penetrated into his body, UU read www.uukanshu. These flesh and blood seem to have found food, condensed from the loose individual, and they all want to devour it.

"It turns out that there is only one tail, and the body is not so big!?"

Zhou Dao looked at Ma Yinglong's description left in the coffin, showing a thoughtful color.

hum…

Zhou Dao mobilized Hunyuan's mana, and turned the [Curse Sun Seal], until the dark arc spread, and the moment the cat demon touched, the latter let out a shrill scream.

Immediately afterwards, a ferocious red flesh worm emerged from it.

hum…

Zhou Dao's eyes and hands were quick, and he imprisoned the red flesh worm.

However, at the moment of touching it, the red flesh worm turned into a stench of black blood and splattered.

At the same time, the nihilistic detective trembled slightly, with a mysterious halo.

"Yuanzu? No, it's the power of the Demon God." Zhou Dao's eyes lit up.

This cat demon has been baptized by the power of the devil, so the mutation happened.

"It's really a good thing. It seems that there are treasures hidden in Shiwanda Mountain." Zhou Dao's mind moved.

When he was really drowsy, someone gave him a pillow. What he wanted most now was the power of the devil.

"Looks like it's time to go."

Zhou Dao grinned and his eyes fell on the three-tailed cat demon.

"I'll sacrifice you first."

As he spoke, Zhou Dao flicked his fingers, and a ray of blood spurted out, infiltrating the body of the three-tailed cat demon.

[Sacrifice a mutant cat demon and get the reward "Black Nether Box"]

A mechanical voice resounded in Zhou Dao's mind.

Immediately afterwards, golden light descended, and a black iron box appeared in front of him, with ancient demon inscriptions engraved on it.

Chapter end