Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Where is the Yellow Turban Lux! ?

Wu Xuan's heart is full of style, his hands are tied and printed, and a violent shout is like thunder, shaking the hall that has been silent for many years.

hum...

The next moment, a golden light flew out from Zhou Dao's hand, and the ancient talisman grew up against the wind and turned into a burly warrior, wearing gold on his head and a secret talisman.

"Um!?"

Wu Xuan's heart was dazed, and he didn't react for a while.

Su Jingmo, who was next to him, was also stunned for a moment. He did not expect that the Yellow Turban Warrior, who was guarding the upper palace, was so unpredictable that he would appear directly beside Zhou Dao.

"Wu Xuan Xin, it seems that you have grown a lot, and your intelligence is sharp. You actually know that I have won a yellow scarf warrior."

Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but look at the former defeated general by three points.

"Your Yellow Turban Warrior!?" Wu Xuan was stunned.

The Yellow Turban Warriors are the secret treasures of the Taoist sect, their value is immeasurable, how precious are they?

He never dreamed that Zhou Dao actually had one, it was just too much a coincidence.

For a time, his confidence was much weaker.

"Where is the Yellow Turban Warrior?"

Wu Xuanxin gritted his teeth and sealed the seal again.

Although they are also yellow scarves warriors, these secret treasures are also divided into high and low, and some of them are old and damaged, and their power is not as good as the peak.

This yellow scarf warrior from the ancestral land of the Liu family may not necessarily lose to the opponent.

"Wu Xuan Xin, it seems that you are making rapid progress, yet you are so clamoring." Zhou Dao was cold.

The so-called courage after knowing shame, it seems that Wuxuan's heart was defeated in his hands that day, and his spirit was not destroyed, but he was brave and diligent, and regained his confidence.

The Yellow Turban Warrior was right in front of him, but he turned a blind eye and couldn't wait to try the power of this Taoist secret treasure.

Aside from strength, this courage alone is enough to be proud of his peers.

"Um!?"

Wu Xuan's complexion completely sank, and he found that no matter how he summoned, the yellow scarf warrior who guarded the upper palace still never showed up.

"Where is the Yellow Turban Warrior!?"

Wu Xuanxin bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood essence, and stamped his hands to drink violently.

"it's here."

Appreciation filled Zhou Dao's eyes. In the face of such a brave enemy, he naturally wouldn't disappoint and disappoint him.

"Kill, kill it cleanly, don't keep your hands, it's a respect for you." Zhou Dao gave an order.

The Yellow Turban Warrior moved, and the originally sacred and solemn body erupted with a chilling and biting killing.

"Fuck!?"

Wu Xuanxin's chest suddenly beat, as if a heart was about to jump out of his body.

The sky can be used as a reference, and the earth is a testimony. He really has no intention of challenging the Yellow Turban Warriors.

He just wanted to summon his one.

rumbling...

The ancient upper palace trembled, and cracks appeared on the palace watch.

Obviously, the Yellow Turban Warrior didn't care what he thought. In the golden light, the killing **** had already arrived in front of him.

"Real Qi Cheng Gang!"

At this moment, Su Jing dodged and ran in front of Wu Xuanxin.

The majestic True Qi seemed to merge with the void, and turned into a seemingly invisible qi that blocked the violent punch.

rumbling...

The golden light bloomed like a surging wave, and the terrifying ripples swept and wreaked havoc in all directions.

The power of destruction poured into the depths of the earth, and the lava poured up along the cracks.

"Ascension Realm!? This person is a master of Astral Realm."

Zhou Dao's eyes fell on Su Jingmo's body. Looking at the clothes, this person should also be from Yu Yaosi, but the word "North" was embroidered on the corner of his clothes.

The master of the Northern Demon Division!

The masters of the five parties gathered in the capital, and naturally there were not a few strong men who followed.

Compared with the person in front of Ming Zhaohe, he is much weaker.

"Brother Su..." Wu Xuanxin's eyes were full of horror.

"Go away, I'll block him." Su Jingmo shouted in a deep voice.

rumbling...

The Yellow Turban Warriors didn't give them time to react at all, and the body was like a god, spraying billions of golden light, instantly shrouding the entire Liu family ancestral land.

At the same time, his arm was like a dragon coming out of the abyss and struck again.

Su Jingmo gritted his teeth and resorted to the method of transforming the soul into a qi. The qi surging, wrapped around his arms, and greeted him.

bang bang bang...

There are thousands of fire lights, and the strong wind stirred up is like a big dragon, running through the wind and clouds, connecting the heaven and the earth.

The terrifying weather engulfed the two figures.

"Is this the power of the Astral Realm?" Ha Shiqi was stunned, with a look of horror in his eyes.

Just touching the body produces such a terrifying destructive power, and the master of the Astral Realm has indeed reached another realm that surpasses the original level of life.

This is a qualitative change.

"Master, can the Yellow Turban Warriors stop him?" Ha Shiqi couldn't help asking.

"Definitely."

As if to confirm Zhou Dao's words, as soon as his voice fell, Su Jingmo flew out like a meteor, his body stained with blood.

His shoulders were almost shattered, his flesh cracked, and blood splattered all over the floor.

"This……"

Ha Shiqi was surprised and delighted.

"How sturdy the body of the Yellow Turban Warrior is, I don't know how much heaven and earth treasures are spent, how can it be hard to resist with flesh and blood?" Zhou Dao sneered.

Even now, he would not dare to fight against the Yellow Turban Warrior with his physical body.

In addition, the Yellow Turban Warrior is tireless and fearless, and has a first-class fighting awareness. If he really hits hard, the advantage is too obvious.

The slightest hesitation is the decision of victory or defeat.

"Great Dragon Spear!"

Su Jing mo gritted his teeth, and the qi in his palms converged, turning into a **** spear, like a big dragon, wrapped around the dragon's might, raised his head slightly, the sky changed dramatically, the power of wind and thunder swelled, and wrapped around the black condensed by the qi. long gun.

"Peerless art!" Zhou Dao was slightly moved.

This technique has reached the pinnacle of [Small Technique]. Although it is the same level as Ming Zhao's [Golden Winged Peng King Body], it has the power to change the sky in Su Jingmo's hands.

"Golden photovoltaic body!"

The Yellow Turban Warrior stood still, his hands clasped together suddenly, and a mysterious syllable came out of his mouth.

In an instant, his body was like a small sun, bursting out with hundreds of millions of brilliant golden lights.

The Great Dragon Divine Spear came through the air, but gradually dissipated in the boundless golden light.

A dragon roar resounded, and the "black dragon" seemed to be melted by the sun, the murderous aura was extinguished, and everything became empty.

"Fuck, it's so awesome, it's like cutting melons and vegetables." Ha Shiqi's eyes widened.

It underestimated the divine power of this Yellow Turban Warrior. Although it was at the Astral level, human powerhouses were far inferior in front of this Taoist artifact.

"The incompetence is unmatched." Zhou Dao chuckled.

If he stepped into the Astral Realm, he might be able to overwhelm this Yellow Turban Warrior, otherwise, this treasure could be killed in the same realm.

What has become a realm, a watershed, an existence like a moat... They all have to lie down in front of the Yellow Turban Warriors.

boom……

The Great Dragon Spear was shattered, and Su Jing was counterattacked at the end, and the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string.

He vomited blood and his face was pale. If it weren't for the body protection, the golden photovoltaic magic just now would be enough to tear it to pieces.

"Come on, Yellow Turban Warrior, the guardian is invincible, we are not opponents."

Su Jingmo gritted his teeth and shouted sharply, he was waiting for Wu Xuanxin, and 10,000 grass and mud horses passed by in his heart.

He heard that there was a yellow turban warrior here before he followed.

It's better now, they don't have one here, they have one in their hands, and they are being chased and beaten.

At the end of Su Jing's mind, he wanted to kill.

hum...

At this moment, Wu Xuanxin didn't need him to remind him at all, and flew away towards the Liu family's ancestral land.

"Hit me." Su Jingmo gritted his teeth, ran the qi, broke through the golden light, and followed.

"Run? Can you run?"

Zhou Dao sneered, and when he raised his hand, 100,000 True Pills poured down like a long river and submerged into the body of the Yellow Turban Warrior.

This Taoist secret treasure is good for everything, but it needs to consume Zhenzhen Dan.

At this moment, Zhou Dao didn't seem to need the capital, and he burned 100,000 Zhenzhen Dan as soon as he shot.

"I want to live."

rumbling...

The yellow turban warrior folded his hands together, and the yellow turban he was wearing flew up suddenly, like a long rainbow.

"you……"

Su Jingmo felt a strong crisis and shouted violently.

However, before he finished speaking, the yellow turban swiped violently, directly shaking the scorpion on the surface of his body, followed by a gentle roll, the rune flickered like a lock, and it was firmly imprisoned.

"Okay."

Zhou Dao was overjoyed, the Yellow Turban Warrior was indeed not an ordinary secret treasure, and he even captured a great master of the [Astral Realm].

What's more important is that this person is under the command of the Northern Secretary, and his identity is extraordinary.

boom……

As soon as the Yellow Turban Warrior raised his hand, he threw Su Jingmo over.

The latter fell heavily in front of Zhou Dao like a dead dog.

At the end of Su Jing's teeth, he still wanted to struggle, Zhou Dao flew up with a stride, and lifted his leg with one foot, stomping the former to death.

"Do you think you are blind or not? If you don't mix well with someone, find Wu Xuanxin." Zhou Dao sneered and stepped on his feet: "Don't worry, he will come to accompany you in a while."

As he spoke, he laughed even louder.

The Yellow Turban Warrior chased after him and attacked Wu Xuanxin again.

"help me."

Wu Xuanxin gritted his teeth.

rumbling...

At this moment, the entire Liu family ancestral land vibrated violently.

In the center, a ray of blood shot into the sky, like the veins of the human body, extending to every corner of the Liu family's ancestral land.

The ruins exploded in an instant and turned into dust.

The old palace also collapsed.

"The treasure house is open!?"

Zhou Dao's heart skipped a beat, he flew up and saw an ancient formation activated behind the upper palace.

In the center of the great formation lay a young girl, who was Liu Nanxing's younger sister, Liu Nuer.

In the direction of the "Dragon Head" of the great formation, an ancient portal manifested, engraved with complex secret patterns, intertwined with each other, absorbing the power of Liu Nuer's blood.

rumbling...

At this moment, the ancient portal finally woke up and slowly opened.

Years have been covered with dust, and the Liu family, which has been buried for many years, is finally about to reveal its former glory.

The door just opened, and a young man walked out slowly from Liu Nuer's side.

"Lu Xianyang!?" Zhou Dao widened his eyes.

He never imagined that he would meet this person in this place.

At that time, Zhou Dao was still in the cultivation realm, and he met and worked with Lu Xianyang when he was in Pingjiang City.

Although the intersection of the two is not much, they have come all the way.

Later, Zhou Dao participated in the Yuanwang Fa Conference, and Lu Xianyang also rose steadily, and was transferred to the capital from Linjiang House.

At that time, Zhou Dao had told Wang Xiaoyi that Lu Xianyang was a man who was very secretive, with great luck and a deep fortune.

Even so, Zhou Dao never thought that one day he would meet Lu Xianyang under such circumstances.

This feeling... is an enemy rather than a friend.

"Zhou Dao, long time no see."

Standing in front of the slowly opening door, Lu Xianyang did not rush to enter. Instead, he looked at Zhou Dao with a long-lost smile on his face, as if he was overjoyed at the reunion of old friends.

"Are you setting up behind your back?" Zhou Dao frowned.

In the end, he still underestimated this man and underestimated this man.

"Layout!?" Lu Xianyang shook his head with a smile: "Is this also considered a game? It's just random."

"You're hiding really deep enough." Zhou Dao pressed closer with murderous intent on his face.

"Zhou Dao, you and I have known each other for many years. Today I will give you a convenience." Lu Xianyang made a gesture of invitation.

"Get what you want yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Dao rode the Yellow Turban Warrior, turned into a streak of golden light, and rushed straight towards the Liu family's treasure house.

"Hurry up and stop him." Wu Xuan was in a hurry.

However, Lu Xianyang stood still and did not move at all.

rumbling...

Suddenly, a strong demonic wind covered the sky and covered the sun, and recovered from the depths of the ancient formation.

In an instant, the demonic clouds rolled, the heavens and the earth shook, and the wind and thunder phenomenon appeared.

In the long dark night, those lantern-like eyes made Ha Shiqi's legs tremble.

"Father...Father..."

Libuqi's face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear.

The owner of the Rongshan dog demon finally made his move.

The Great Demon of the Extreme Realm, comparable to the powerhouse of the [Sea Creation Realm], is already the strongest existence here, so it is no wonder that Lu Xianyang has no fear.

"Little devil, do you dare to touch the things in this seat?"

Marquis Li revealed his true nature, and his monstrous aura was like a chain, and Zhou Dao was easily imprisoned.

Immediately, terrifying pressure came from all directions. If it wasn't for the protection of the Yellow Turban Warriors, this force alone would have broken it apart.

"Open it for me."

Hou Hou grinned, showing a wicked smile. He stimulated his demonic energy and used Zhou Dao as a knocking brick, and smashed it on the door of the treasure house.

hum...

The ancient rune was completely activated, and the hidden prohibition emerged again, easily blocking the demon power.

"Have you come this far? Can you still stop me?"

Marquis Li counted down with hair all over his body, and the terrifying demonic power was like a volcano erupting, crashing into the ancient portal.

"Master..." Hu Shiqi shouted.

At this moment, Zhou Dao was caught in the middle, and he had to bear the power of the Rongshan dog demon and the impact of the ban on the Liu family's ancestral land.

"Zhou Dao, this will be the place where you fell." Wu Xuanxin sneered.

Under the pressure of the two forces, Zhou Dao's figure gradually disintegrated, his spine suddenly broke, making a clicking sound, and the golden essence flowed out from the vertebral keel.

"Hahaha, I'm going to die after all." Wu Xuan's eyes were full of pleasure.

"Open it for me."

Lihou didn't care about Zhou Dao's life or death at all, and the demon power was poured into the portal.

rumbling...

At this moment, an ancient breath rushed out from the treasure house, mysterious and ancient, showing the imprint of the years.

It was a picture scroll, mottled and old, engraved with the imprint of the setting sun, and it rushed out of the treasure house and was about to break through the air.

"Observation map of the sun wheel."

Lu Xianyang took the lead.

"That's my seat."

The Houhou drank violently, and no longer ignored the rules. The alliance between one person and one monster was already fragile. Now that Chongbao is present, the relationship will end there.

rumbling...

The giant claws of the Marquis protruded out, and the terrifying demon power suddenly rolled up, pulling the [Sun Wheel Observation Picture] over.

The strength of the extreme demon is undoubtedly demonstrated.

Wu Xuanxin, Ha Shiqi, Li Buqi and the others all had expressions of fear on their faces.

"Hahaha, in the sky and the ground, no one can compete with this seat." Lihou Yangtian laughed wildly.

The Rongshan dog demon, who has been suppressed for three thousand years, is finally about to hold his head high and become famous all over the world.

hum...

At this moment, the accident happened suddenly.

A terrifying sword light shattered the void and arrived, like the stars falling from the sky, the color of the world changed, and all beings were terrified.

That terrifying sword light, like the wrath of the emperor, traversed the sky and directly pierced the chest of the Marquis.

The power of destruction directly dissipated all the demon power in his body.

Hou Hou's laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, and his vitality receded like a tide.

At this moment, the world is dead silent.

Li Hou turned around with difficulty~www.wuxiamtl.com~ to see what happened.

One after another, the eyes turned rapidly with the body of the Marquis, looking for the owner of the sword light.

The ancestral land of the Liu family, in front of the ancient portal.

Zhou Dao bathed in blood, and the broken spine keel was slowly peeled off from his flesh and blood, the pain was like falling into purgatory.

At the same time, a rusty ancient sword rose up, along the veins of the spine, slowly submerged into the body, merged with his flesh and blood, and replaced the original spine keel.

Gradually, a palpitating breath escaped from Zhou Dao's body.

His anger was like the sword left by the gods above the nine heavens in the world, as vast as the sky, mysterious and terrifying.

"King Yuan's magic sword, cast a keel!?" Lu Xianyang whispered softly.

hum...

Suddenly, another sword light shot into the sky from Zhou Dao's keel, like a split between yin and yang, directly beheading Lihou's head.