Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Zhou Dao sacrificed his soul, his body shook, and Blood Qi was like a silent river, as if it had stopped running.

Even if Wang Xuanzhi was the town secretary, in front of Zhou Dao, he didn't dare to have the slightest air, and behaved quite respectfully, even in awe.

"Little devil, you..." Ming Yunzi roared fiercely with ferocious eyes.

Ming Yunzi slowly closed his eyes. He never dreamed that he would eventually die in Ping'an Town just like that lynx.

The ghost king of Yaksha snapped a bite, and the sword of the snake was not torn in two, and half fell into the belly of the ghost king of Yaksha.

The big snake was fierce and mighty, like a sword ray, shattering the sky, exuding a sinister and sinister aura.

After all, he still died here, in Ping'an Town.

The body is like a snake, swept into the distance by the wind.

This is a powerhouse that even Ming Yunzi can kill, how can he afford to say "adult"?

Although he is not familiar with the mysticism of the soul, he is a master of the eight transformations of the refining realm.

The Insight of the past life, plus the accumulation of this life, Ming Yunzi's spirit has already transformed into a psychic.

Refinement eight changes! ?

The Spirit Snake Yin Mother Sword struggled violently, as if encountering great terror, and desperately wanted to escape.

There was a daze in front of him, as if in the shadows.

The fiery Blood Qi soared into the sky, condensed into a fire pill, and the terrifying power stirred up the wind and roared, enveloping it with the meaning of killing.

At this time, Ming Yunzi was extremely weak.

In this way, there is really a touch of senior demeanor.

Ming Yunzi fell in a pool of blood, and the vitality in his eyes gradually faded.

The fire pill dissipated, turning into a mist-like Blood Qi, covering one side.

This is a matter of life and death, and every time is racing. Apart from fleeing, there is absolutely no other way to go.

Ming Yunzi's previous life was a snake demon. He was born as a human, awakened his mind, cultivated his soul, and naturally turned into a snake.

In this level of battle, he has no room to intervene at all.

"Little devil, do you dare to fight with me?" Ming Yunzi shouted violently.

Compared to that lynx, he is much luckier. In the future, as he awakens more and more memories of his past life, he may be able to sound the location of Qianyuan Cave.

pity……

Many years ago, he was just a small snake in the mountain, accompanied by a lynx, and strayed into an ancient cave.

"Spirit Snake Yin Mother Sword!"

"Ah..." Ming Yunzi screamed, and the remaining divine soul returned to the body.

They got good fortune there, paid homage to the Sun and Moon Monkey Demon King, and got the cultivation method.

This evil ghost seems to have come out of purgatory, hungry and frightened, despairing.

He looked terrified, as if on pins and needles.

"Pin Dao, Longhu Mountain!!!"

hum...

Wang Xuanzhi couldn't help laughing bitterly, the number 0 he was so desperately looking for was actually under his nose, hiding in the Yuyao Division, hiding his fame and fame, without showing any signs of it.

The blue silk counted down, and there was a faint light flickering between the eyebrows.

Everything is like Samsara.

In the sky, there seems to be an evil spirit laughing, belly squirming, swallowing and refining.

"Hahaha……"

Just when they met, Zhou Dao used the divine soul secret technique and swallowed half of his divine soul.

Ming Yunzi, who was a master of the Megatron side, had a fierce reputation in Pingjiang City, but he died in Ping'an Town just like that.

Suddenly, an indifferent voice came from a distance.

"How dare you stand out in front of me with this trick?" Zhou Dao shouted.

This is a God-given opportunity and a miracle of creation.

It represents hunger, disaster and despair.

hum...

Although their Cultivation Base was high, they still died in the hands of the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain.

In this life, you will be able to cultivate successfully.

He opened his bloody mouth, his fangs were like knives, and he suddenly gnawed, actually swallowing the sword of the snake and the mother of yin.

Wang Xuanzhi's pupils contracted suddenly.

"who?"

He himself is a master of cultivation spirit.

The gloomy wind blows, and the souls cry out.

"No, don't call me that." Wang Xuanzhi waved his hands again and again, touching the wound, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

This world is like this, the strong will naturally be respected and treated, this is instinct!

Immediately afterwards, an evil spirit stepped out of it.

Performing this method in front of him is like trying to find a way out.

Wang Xuanzhi's pupils contracted suddenly, and he seemed to see an evil ghost manifesting in mid-air.

Ming Yunzi has been practicing Taoism for many years, how could he not know how powerful it is.

"Yaksha Ghost King..." Ming Yunzi made a "cluck" sound in his throat.

Ming Yunzi's complexion changed suddenly, only to feel an invisible pressure crushing him.

This is a well-known evil god in the Taoist sect. Taking this as an image, the evolution of the soul is an extremely profound mystery of the soul.

Ming Yunzi's spirit was like a cloud of smoke, suddenly transformed, and a big snake appeared in the air.

At this time, Wang Xuanzhi vaguely understood where the opportunity for owning was.

"Three tribulations have been fulfilled, and Qianyuan will come out. After waiting for 20 years, it will still fall into the hands of my Longhushan."

The yin female sword of the spirit snake broke through the air, and the ghost king of Yaksha clenched his trident and slammed the ground.

There was infinite fear in Ming Yunzi's heart, and there was no more arrogance and domineering that just wanted to destroy the Yuyao Division.

His Spirit followed by Expanding Aperture.

The fangs are exposed, the bones are carried around, and the trident is in hand.

With just one look, his body couldn't help trembling, and he felt a deep despair.

He just glanced at it, and he felt trapped in it, and his spirit suddenly slumped.

Right in front of you!

"This is……"

Divine Soul was severely damaged, and his control over Blood Qi was faint, and he no longer had the strength to fight.

Wang Xuanzhi gritted his teeth and shouted.

Hidden in the mountains, after a long time, I finally achieved something.

Yaksha, originally a ghost king of the underworld, roams the world and feeds on all living beings.

"Where did the prestige just now go?" A cold voice came from behind.

It was the young man in front of him who did all this.

Divine Soul Expanding Aperture, dangerous and unusual, casting secret techniques, unpredictable and unpredictable, ordinary masters simply cannot resist.

"Dead...dead..." Wang Xuanzhi was stunned, a little dazed.

His breath suddenly slumped, and Blood Qi collapsed.

Before he finished speaking, the Fire Pill came out of his body and directly passed through his chest. The dripping blood was mixed with the fragments of his heart and splashed all over the ground.

All of this is just a delusion that dissipates with life.

But fortunately, he has been studying the mystery of the soul for many years. After his death, he was reincarnated by a trace of his remnant soul. Fortunately, he awakened the memory of his previous life.

It was only later that the lynx moved with compassion and adopted a child, which brought an innocent disaster.

The young man in front of him was stronger than he could imagine.

"Be careful……"

This big snake is almost ten times bigger than the little Heiyunjun of the day, with distinct scales, like polished metal armor, with a faint luster.

Ming Yunzi gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

Ming Yunzi's body trembled violently, only to hear the sound of breaking wind getting closer and closer behind him, shaking his murderous intent in a hurry.

The smoke dissipated, and a Daoist figure appeared, wearing a Taoist robe and coming from the wind.

Enchantress...

"Master Zhensi..." Zhou Dao came over.

"Little devil, you are still too young."

Ming Yunzi shouted violently and propped up his body.

hum...

His soul was like a fire, burning violently.

The battle of spirits is divided into victory and defeat, but also life and death. The difference between a single thought, a Cultivation Base is in vain, and even a small life can not be saved.