Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

The incense rose like a cloud of smoke, and the candle flame was like the breath of a serpent.

Fat Daoist's face completely sank, and his mung bean-like eyes flashed coldly.

Daomen inheritance, pay attention to one line of personal transmission, the most avoid six ears stealing.

It's a matter of life and death.

The young man in front of him has been hiding for a long time, with ulterior motives, and has already committed a major taboo.

"Swallowing all things to make great medicine... Taoist priests, your lineage is too domineering, and you are not afraid that he will not be able to bear it?" Zhou Dao's eyes sank slightly.

There are many Taoist sects in the world, each with different techniques.

Obviously, the Daoist teacher in front of him is extraordinary, everything turns into medicine, and a little Gold Core repairs ten thousand years.

Such courage is rare in the world.

Not everyone can cultivate such spells. If the opportunity is not enough, the blessings are not deep, and they will suffer disasters.

This is also one of the reasons why the fat Daoist lineup is not prosperous, and all those who are not hard enough have died.

"The way of practice is to follow heaven-defying. If you don't even have the courage to be brave and diligent?" The fat Taoist sneered.

"Do you really think that eating, eating, and sleeping can reach a Realm like me?"

"So you are strong?" Zhou Dao said indifferently.

The origin of this Taoist priest is unknown, and he secretly taught Xuan Gong.

But Zhou Dao is not a young girl who has just started practicing.

The fat Taoist sneered and looked Zhou Dao up and down.

"Little devil, it seems that you are very confident? How dare you be so fearless when you have committed a major taboo!"

The fat Taoist sneered, "In addition to my passion for food, I also like music, and there is just a little boy who plays flute in the seat. If you are willing to surrender, you can spare your life."

"Blow your mother!!" Zhou Dao shouted and stepped forward.

"Young man, I don't know how high the sky is!" The fat Taoist sneered.

With a flick of his finger, Blood Qi surged, like an arrow breaking through the air, and the sound of sonic booms shook the ancient cave.

This hand is as fast as electricity, cracking stone and piercing gold, even a master of the Seven Transformations of Refining Realm will give it his head.

hum...

Zhou Dao threw a punch, and the Blood Qi all over his body surged like a frenzy, directly shattering the Blood Qi.

This scene was shocking.

"Blood Qi is really hot!?" The fat Taoist's expression changed suddenly, he couldn't believe it.

This young man in front of him has actually reached the blood Qi real fire of the eight changes in the refining realm, which is the same height as him?

"how can that be?"

The fat Taoist stood up straight, and his heart was full of anger.

Such a place?

such an age?

Blood Qi is really hot?

Such an evildoer, I am afraid that it can be regarded as a top-notch among the Daoist sects.

rumbling...

Zhou Dao looked like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the front, he punched out, and Blood Qi rolled in.

"Impossible...Little devil, how did you cultivate?" The fat Taoist raised his hand, and his robes fluttered, blocking Zhou Dao's punch.

"filial piety!" Zhou Dao said without thinking.

The voice fell, and the blood Qi in the sky turned into a thousand palm prints and arrived.

"Sage's Mahamudra!" The fat Taoist actually recognized it.

His hair stood on end, and his eyes were about to fall out.

Sage's Mahamudra, this is an ancient Taoist mudra, true esoteric tradition. It is said that cultivation to the extreme can eliminate seven emotions and six desires, without thinking or thinking.

The fat Taoist priest has a wide range of knowledge, but he has only seen records in ancient books.

"Good brat, let me show you the methods of the Taoist master." The fat Taoist priest raised his fighting spirit, trying to completely subdue the incomparably evil young man in front of him.

rumbling...

Behind him Blood Qi soared into the sky, roaring, and five danxia appeared unexpectedly.

"Really hot Fifth Stage!?" Zhou Dao's heart skipped a beat.

He expected that this fat Taoist priest was very human, but he did not expect to reach the Fifth Stage, which was two realms taller than him.

As soon as Fat Daoist made his move, Fifth Stage Danxia became one, Blood Qi soared into the sky, and even thousands of palm prints evolved.

The golden light is flourishing, the Sacred is solemn, and the sound of chanting can even be heard.

It was the roar of Blood Qi in Fat Daoist's body, which was mysterious and unusual, and resonated with thousands of palm prints.

Thousands of hands!

This inner Divine Armament method is not under Zhou Dao's "Sage Mahamudra", but it is even more fierce in the hands of Fat Daoist.

In an instant, the cave trembled.

The two figures collided.

Thousands of palm prints overlapped like waves and shadows, and the rolled up wind howled and roared, causing cracks to appear on the rock wall.

Zhou Dao felt like he was in a sea of ​​anger, his heart was pounding, and he was oppressed by a terrifying force.

Blood Qi rioted, he took two steps towards retreated.

"Good Taoist priest!" Zhou Dao's eyes were bright.

The master of Blood Qi Fifth Stage, in terms of "firepower", is indeed above him.

Fortunately, Zhou Dao is nourished by pure yang relics, and the gap between the two is not irreparable.

hum...

Zhou Dao's fighting spirit is rising in his heart. In this Ping'an Town, he has hardly met an opponent. Now that he meets such a strong enemy, he naturally wants to test his own strength.

In an instant, Blood Qi gathered again and turned into red armor, covering Zhou Dao's body, only one pair of eyes were exposed to the air.

Suddenly, Zhou Dao's breath skyrocketed, and the surrounding air seemed to be on fire.

"This is..." Fat Daoist's plump body trembled violently, and his mung bean-like eyes were even more horrified?

The body is like a real furnace, blood is like fire, upside down Yin & Yang refining Five Elements.

"Real furnace body!?" Fat Daoist actually recognized it.

This is a lost ancient method, and he has only seen relevant records in Taoist books. ,

Blood Qi transforms into armor, builds a foundation, refines the Dharma body, and wards off all evils and easily conquers the devil!

"Little devil, the Daoist didn't expect that the dragon hides in the sea and the tiger returns to the deep mountains. This small town of Ping An actually hides a monster like you."

Fat Daoist straightened his body, Blood Qi melted away, his body suddenly swelled, and the fat on his body began to harden.

"The six armors return to my body, the six dings transform my body, the ten directions eliminate karmic obstacles, and fearless shocks the demons!"

Fearless Demon Body!

This method is practiced, the body is like the blessing of the protector, the Bixie demon, the ability to subdue the demon.

The fat Taoist recited words, and rune appeared on the surface of his body, like the ancient seal of dragon and snake, obscure and incomprehensible.

He stepped out one step, raised his fist to kill.

Zhou Dao is fearless, running the real furnace body is also a punch.

The two figures collided, and the wind was hunting.

Fat Daoist's flesh and blood actually blocked Zhou Dao's real body.

"Little devil, you're still too young." Fat Daoist sneered, his elbow swept like a spear, hitting Zhou Dao's chest.

hum...

Zhou Dao grabbed the sword with his left hand and stabbed it.

The blazing wind swept across, like Sword Qi galloping, cracking instantly under the elbow of Fat Daoist.

The turbulent momentum raised its head like a big dragon, smashing into the chest of Zhou Dao.

Layers of ripples appeared on the real stove, and Zhou Dao only felt that it was coming vigorously, and his internal organs seemed to be squeezed into one place.

He was knocked out of the hole by this strange force.

"Little devil, you have to practice for a few more years." The fat Daoist followed him around, and the playful voice resounded in Zhou Dao's ears.

But at this moment, Fat Daoist's out-of-the-way vision, a little cold light flickered, making the smile on his face completely frozen.

Zhou Dao didn't know when there was an extra crossbow in his hand. It was made of white bones, and the black feathered arrows exuded a strong evil spirit.

The black crossbow! ! !

"Demon... brat, how dare you..." Fat Daoist's expression changed suddenly.

The voice didn't fall, only a "whoosh" sound was heard...

The mountains were terrifying, and the harsh sound shook the mountains and forests.