Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors Chapter 880

The physical body decomposes thousands of particles, the magic talisman locks, and the void is imprisoned... The majestic disaster master was sealed like this! ? Lu Xianyang looked at what had just happened in front of him in shock, and couldn't believe his eyes.

That is one of the six great demon lords of Zhenmasi, a powerful man of the mid-heaven level, standing at the pinnacle of cultivation, and an unrivaled existence that was fought in the torrent of the times, and it fell into Zhou Dao's hands like this.

Such monstrous means completely subverted Lu Xianyang's cognition.

"Yuan Wang...this is the current Yuan Wang." Lu Xianyang's face trembled slightly, and he couldn't help sighing.

He knew that Zhou Dao had come a long way, but he still underestimated the way he had come. It was shocking to reach this point.

A person like the Lord of Calamity, whose cultivation is unrivaled, powerful, and deeply scheming, has buried many arrogances and beheaded so many monsters, but now he is like an opponent in the past, being chased by the latecomers, after all, he is still down here.

"I said, you can choose your own life, no one in this world can touch you." Zhou Dao said lightly.

"you·...."

Lu Xianyang was at a loss for words for a moment, but looked at Zhou Dao with eyes full of awe.

Today's Zhou Dao is already high and high, like the sky and the Tao, his words and deeds are full of Dharma principles, like spring breeze bathing, like thunder wrath, the might of heaven is mighty, and cannot be violated.

"Back then..." Lu Xianyang hesitated to speak.

His thoughts seem to have returned to the original Pingjiang City. At that time, Zhou Dao was just an inconspicuous demon master with little reputation and unknown.

Until the Dragon King's Great Sacrifice, he shocked the world in one battle and moved all directions.

From then on, the pond in Pingjiang City could no longer accommodate this Qianlong, and until today, he has been able to challenge the giants of the world like the Lord of Calamity.

Thinking about it carefully, time is ruthless, flying like mist and rain, and fate is mysterious, like clouds and mist. "The Calamity Lord!"

Zhou Dao squeezed the Yin Jue with his hand, and the divine talismans gathered in the sky, turning into a transparent and round glazed orb and falling in his hand.

The center of the glazed orb shone with a purple light of separation and reunion, and there seemed to be a figure imprisoned in it, unable to be freed.

"Is he really sealed?" Lu Xianyang couldn't help asking.

"The calamity devil has been famous for a long time, and his methods don't stop there..." Zhou Dao said with a light smile, "It's a big deal to abandon this body, but he can return again in that small world... ..."

"It's just that it requires a huge price and a long time."

This battle caught the Lord of Calamity by surprise. He was suppressed by Zhou Dao before he even had time to use his full strength.

Those who are strong in the heaven and earth realm, if they become ruthless, will abandon this physical body and disperse their Taoism for many years. As long as they preserve a trace of true spirit, they can be reborn in their own heaven and earth.

It's just that this process is extremely difficult, accompanied by countless catastrophes, and an unimaginable price for ordinary people, and it takes a long time to conceive.

This can no longer be regarded as a strong man breaking his wrist, it is almost reincarnated and rebuilt.

At such a price, even the Calamity Demon Lord is hesitant and will not make such a decision easily. "Zhou Dao, I admit that I underestimated you."

The voice of the calamity demon lord came from the glazed jade beads. Lu Xianyang's complexion changed slightly when he heard the words, and the lingering fear in his eyes still persisted. The fear of being dominated all the year round surged like a tide again.

"It's no wonder that he is the current devil lord, he is not surprised by favor or humiliation, as a prisoner under his rank, he can still be so calm."

Zhou Dao nodded, regardless of his strength, just such a demeanor is the best in the world, and he couldn't help admiring it. "Zhou Dao, it won't do you any good to imprison my body." Calamity Lord said in a deep voice.

"Are you going to negotiate terms with me?" Zhou Dao chuckled.

No matter how powerful a person is, facing life and death, no amount of calmness can conceal the desire to get out of the predicament. Perhaps this is a human limitation.

"Everything in this world is nothing more than four words." The Calamity Lord said to Zhou Dao

His reaction, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, instead he said leisurely.

"Which four words?"

"Weigh the pros and cons." Calamity Lord said lightly.

Zhou Dao was silent for a moment, then nodded: "You're right... just imprisoning you, so how can there be no benefit at all?" "I can use you to negotiate terms with Zhenmensi, no matter how bad it is... .”

Zhou Dao paused, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I can still train you into a magic weapon."

"The realm of the heavens and the earth, the cultivation of great power...Your body, full of Taoism and deeds are natural materials. If you refine a magic weapon, it will definitely shake the heavens and earth, and it will last forever, witnessing the years to come... .”

"Lord Calamity, this is a great fortune....Your family's ancestral grave is full of smoke." Zhou Dao's words are like snow in winter, making the heart of Calamity Devil even colder.

As the Sixth Demon Lord of Zhenmasi, he has made it to this point. In addition to his hard work, talent, and chance...it is also due to his luck. The torrent of fate has created his unparalleled achievements. If he is really refined The magic weapon is that everything becomes empty and all karma is destroyed.

"What do you want?" The calamity lord's voice became deeper and deeper.

Such a gesture was unprecedented, and even Lu Xianyang next to him couldn't help showing a strange look. "just chit chat."

Zhou Dao was not in a hurry to make an offer, instead he sat down, the crystal clear glazed orb was suspended in mid-air, and the purple light in the center was constantly shining.

"Calamity Lord, you seem to value him very much." Zhou Dao changed the subject and suddenly pointed to Lu Xianyang. The purple light inside the glazed jade bead jumped suddenly.

"If he is just a **** placed inside the demon master, the moment he sees the light, this **** will be useless..." Zhou Dao continued watching the reaction of the calamity demon lord.

"A discarded chess piece can actually work for the Lord of Calamity and come to the capital from afar..."

The voice stopped abruptly, but Zhou Dao's eyes suddenly narrowed, fixedly staring at the beating purple light in the glazed jade bead.

"Calamity, what's so special about him? What makes you care so much?" Hum...

The purple light in the glazed jade beads suddenly stopped beating, and the Calamity Demon Lord suddenly fell silent. Seeing this, Zhou Dao was not in a hurry, but just waited quietly.

"Tell you, and the restriction will be lifted."

After a while, the voice of the Calamity Lord suddenly sounded.

Zhou Dao shook his head when he heard the words: "Catastrophe, you have no room to bargain with me now, even if you don't tell me, I still have a way to know."

"I just said, I was just chatting with you."

Zhou Dao looked at Lu Xianyang: "Catastrophe... Having reached our level of practice, there are not many things in this world that can tempt us..."

"If he is not your illegitimate child, then he is..."

At this point, Zhou Dao pointed out that the spiritual light suddenly rose and spread like ripples in the center of Lu Xianyang's eyebrows. The golden ripples disturbed the heaven and the earth, causing the void to disappear.

At the same time, Lu Xianyang's chest rose and fell violently, and he let out a painful roar, and his soul jumped up from Tianling suddenly, glowing with soft light.

"The soul is the origin of human beings, the fairy road leading to the true self..." Zhou Dao said in a deep voice. Even for the strong in the world, the soul is extremely important.

Heaven and earth are fate, spirit and soul are nature, and only by cultivating both life and body can one step on the road to heaven and achieve the state of immortality.

"Yuan Wang, stop...his soul can't bear your power..." The voice of the Calamity Lord came from the glazed jade beads.

"Hua'er, you underestimate me. Even if he is dead, I can spy on his hidden past through time." Zhou Dao's voice became grand and mysterious, full of eloquence, filling the world.

Suddenly, an ancient Dharma image appeared behind him, intertwined with light and dark, like the birth of gods and demons, interpreting chaos and good fortune. "Chaos Demon God!?"

The calamity demon lord screamed in shock.

That is the oldest demon **** in the world, second only to the immortal demon **** among the twelve demon gods. "Yuan Wang, you are indeed an anomaly."

The voice of the calamity demon lord came out of the glazed jade beads, revealing deep fear and shock.

After all, he still underestimated the Yuan King of the last days. His rise was so fast that it was outrageous. In ten years, he had grown to this point, becoming a giant that even he could not shake, and even stole the power of the ancient demon god.

"Amidst the chaos, against time, in the midst of destiny, look forward to the third generation."

Light and darkness are intertwined, interpreting chaos, Lu Xianyang's soul is like a small fish, swimming in it wantonly, countless streamers of light pass by him, like the torrent of time.

It broke through the waves and went upstream, countless lights and shadows flowed and passed by.

The world is small, and all living beings are like dust. Facing the torrent, that little fish appears insignificant. The brilliance of its body is getting dimmer, and it seems that it will be drowned in the long river of time.

"Yuan Wang, he is not you, he cannot bear the karma of reversing time, this kind of power will swallow him up." The calamity demon lord gritted his teeth and roared, he finally couldn't sit still, and wanted to interrupt this terrible process.

"Calamity Lord, be quiet, if he is so weak, you won't value him so much... The shackles of fate have not imprisoned him... I dare say that Lu Xianyang has an unusual past. "

Zhou Dao's expression was indifferent, the magic form of the Chaos Demon God crossed the void, and between light and darkness intertwined, the torrent became more and more violent, engulfing the dim "little fish" in an instant, and the cruising figure could no longer be found.

"It's really gone!?" Zhou Dao's heart skipped a beat, and he stared fixedly at the mighty river that was as ancient as ever. rumbling....

Suddenly, the undulating waves shook violently, and a huge figure rushed out from the long river. The phantom of the little fish is like a broken shell, and a huge monster crosses the long river and emerges between the sky and the earth.

It was a stalwart giant, holding up the sky and stepping on the earth, mediating the immortality of the stars, the indestructibility of the universe hanging upside down, and the decay of everything, and it was hard to damage it. His indifferent eyes were like gods who are used to seeing the world of mortals.

"This is his true nature..." Zhou Dao looked at Lu Xianyang's true soul, his gaze was like a sharp sword. "Illuminati!"

The calamity demon lord in the glazed jade beads fell into endless silence, but the purple light of the separation and reunion kept beating. "Lord Calamity, your thoughts are really deep, he is actually the reincarnation of an Illuminati?" Zhou Dao was inexplicably moved, only feeling extremely miraculous.

Forerunners are great creatures who have entered the cage of heaven and earth and obtained mutations, and they are also the first wave of existence in this world with the power of immortality.

Their life forms have long been separated from the category of all things and spirits in the world.

This kind of existence is almost immortal, but once it falls, it will completely disappear into nothingness, and there is no concept of reincarnation at all.

Just like a grain of dust, once it disappears, it disappears, and it will never turn into metal, grass and trees again.

Like Rong Jun, the seer, who has lived from the Lost Age to today, his life is almost endless, but once he is blown up by the Chaos Demon God, his existence will be completely obliterated.

This kind of creature has no so-called soul at all.

Zhou Dao, let alone heard of the reincarnated Illuminati, couldn't even imagine it. Throughout the ages, this is probably the only Illuminati who has been reincarnated.

However, Zhou Dao didn't know how he did it.

"He is really special... No wonder you want to hold him firmly in your hand." Zhou Dao's eyes were almost shining.

This foresighted person actually possessed the divine soul and true spirit. After his extinction, he traveled through time and time and was reincarnated as a human being.

The most important thing is that the aura of this prophet is much stronger than that of Rong Jun back then.

"Forerunners are also divided into strong and weak. In ancient times, there were always three groups of creatures that entered the prison of heaven and earth one after another..." At this moment, the voice of the Calamity Lord sounded coldly.

Most of the three batches of creatures stayed in that cage forever, and the few who came out mutated and became prophets.

according to the order of entry

The sequence is different, and the prophets are also divided into strengths and weaknesses, the first batch is the strongest, and the third batch is the weakest. Rong Jun is the third batch of beings who entered the cage of heaven and earth.

As for the strongest first batch of Illuminati, most of them became the food of Yuanzu who came to the world, and only a very few survived.

"He is the first batch of Illuminati!?" Zhou Dao's heart moved slightly~www.mtlnovel.com~ thoughtfully. Booming...

The torrent of time fluctuated again, and Zhou Dao saw his past from the huge figure. Cangshan sunset, the setting sun is like blood.

It was the last battle of the Sunset Sect. The formerly invincible existence finally stepped down from the altar. His disciples withered and there were no casualties. However, on the top of the Cangshan Mountain, a stalwart creature held high the banner, the banner hung like a lonely sun, and the brilliance of the setting sun shone on the world.

"This is the Illuminati, he is setting the sun...""

"Fate... Uncertainty is also part of it, make a choice, and you will be free..." The ancient voice echoed on the dilapidated mountain.

"Sacrifice to the Illuminati, get reincarnation!"

Raising his head three feet, the ancient altar emerged into the void, and the stalwart prophet turned into an endless rain of light, dissipated from the world, and melted into the altar.

Immediately afterwards, a true spirit conceived from the falling golden light and flew into the billowing red dust. "The setting sun dies... sooner or later there will be someone who will turn this world into an altar for sacrifice!" The ancient words fell into silence, slowly dissipating with the brilliance of the setting sun.

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