Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

"Stupid old man!"

Zhou Dao looked indifferent.

His blood was tempered by the "Nine Revolutions of Fire Pill Art", refined by reciting the "Little Lei Yuanjing" every day, and absorbed the pure Yang relic day and night. .

"Damn, whoever makes a fire to cook at night, don't go to work tomorrow."

Not far away, a voice came, showing three parts sleepiness and seven parts annoyance.

"Uh..." Zhou Dao waved his hand, the smoke dissipated, and the real fire went out.

Fortunately, the yard he rented was in a remote location, and there were not many people around.

Otherwise, the movement just now will definitely attract attention.

"Is this a demon weapon?" Zhou Dao walked to the remnant, and his eyes fell on the bow and crossbow, which was like a forged bone.

This is a demon weapon, which is different from the magic weapon used by monks.

As long as demons are tempered by evil spirits, forged by evil spirits, gathered souls, nourished spirits... from yin to evil, the damage to human blood is just like the damage of magical weapons to monsters.

Like this [Black Sea Crossbow], it can pollute the blood and make it difficult to use one's cultivation base, which can be described as poisonous.

The white-boned old man is a master of the third level of true fire. With this [Black Sea Crossbow], even the fourth level of true fire will catch his way, and his life will not be guaranteed.

If Zhou Dao hadn't mastered the "Nine Revolutions Fire Pill Art", condensing his blood into a fire pill, and warding off all evils, he would have suffered a big downfall.

From this, it can be seen that the monster is terrifying.

However, there are certain risks in the use of demon weapons by humans. It is easy for evil to enter the body, affecting the mind at light level, and destroying the way in severe cases.

Unless, like the boy with red eyes, he cultivates the supreme true method, and can turn yin into pure yang, harmonize yin and yang, and participate in creation.

This kind of opportunity is hard to come by.

But there are still many people who can't resist the temptation of demon weapons.

This thing is simply a killer, it can greatly improve the combat power, and does not require too much effort.

Compared with the painstaking practice of inner magic or talisman, sacrificing demon weapons is a shortcut to soaring strength.

For a demon weapon, many people are willing to take risks.

However, in the human world, demon weapons are much rarer than magic weapons.

Like the [Jiangyuan Spirit Peach Wood Sword] in Zhou Dao's hands, it can be regarded as a magic weapon.

The [White Tiger Fine Sword] in the hands of the Demon Slayer Guard is barely considered a magic weapon, but in terms of quality, it is far inferior to the prudent peach wood sword.

"It's a good thing."

Zhou Dao picked up the [Black Sea Crossbow] and played with it.

He could faintly perceive the majestic demonic energy contained in the bow and crossbow.

This treasure, I don't know how much heaven and earth treasures it took, as well as the soul of the dead, to be tempered.

"And Feather Arrows."

Zhou Dao rummaged through the ashes on the ground, and found two black feather arrows from the skin, wrapped in silver yarn.

The black feather arrows flickered with blood patterns, exuding the aura of this gorilla, and it was unknown how many lives had been raised to raise such monsters.

Fortunately, Zhou Dao condensed into a fire pill, and was able to break the evil, otherwise it would really not be able to stop this thing.

"Good baby, keep your self-defense." Zhou Dao grinned.

He doesn't have a deep definition of the difference between Tao, law has no righteousness and evil, and people have good and evil, and it is good if they can be used by me.

There is a [Black Sea Crossbow], and today's Zhou Dao is not afraid to face the real fire quadruple master.

"It's a pity that monster." Zhou Dao sighed softly.

You must know that the dog demon is an evil-level high-level monster, and it can help the white-boned old man find the ground dragon root.

It's a pity that this dog demon was too weak, and after being slapped by Zhou Dao, it turned into a muddy flesh, and even the value of the final sacrifice was lost.

"Stupid dog!"

Zhou Dao shook his head, leaned over and groped, and found another jade bottle from the remnants.

"Pure Yang Dan!?" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up.

Each red pill with cloud patterns on it exudes this faint fragrance, take a sip, and the pores all over the body are relaxed.

This is the Pure Yang Pill, the effect is very similar to the pure Yang Qi, and it is the pill that the monks dream of.

In the Ghost Sect, only the strength and identity of the old man with white bones can use the Pure Yang Pill to practice.

"Good thing!" Zhou Dao counted, there are thirteen pure Yang Dan in the jade bottle, enough for him to use for a while.

It just made up for the gap period when [Seven Treasures Divine Soul Fragrance] was about to run out.

"What a good old man." Zhou Dao smiled and cleaned up the yard.

He doesn't care what the other party's background is.

With his current strength, he can't hide it, he can't blow it in all directions, and he sits firmly on the Diaoyutai. Anyone who comes will die.

Zhou Dao didn't know, this time it was really just a coincidence.

Of course, he is not a loss, he got [Black Sea Crossbow] and a bottle of [Pure Yang Pill].

One step closer to the goal of cultivating the Nine Transformations of the Refinement Realm [Gathering Spiritual Apertures].

...

At this moment, Yuan Shaoqing is staying in the other courtyard, waiting for the good news from his uncle.

In the big vat, the heads were constantly moving, and there were hot coals around, and their mouths were slightly open, and they no longer had the strength to scream.

The hand next to him was pale, and he had already lost his soul in fright.

But they didn't even dare to take a breath. If someone showed any strangeness, the end would not be much better than the head in the tank.

It is precisely because of Yuan Shaoqing's character that the guards around him have changed one after another. As for the people in front, no one has ever seen them again.

"Wang Xuanzhi, Yuan Qingfeng, when your heads come, I will put you in my collection too."

Yuan Shaoqing grinned, with cruel eyes flashing in his eyes.

He seemed to have seen the two heads on the table, face to face with him.

"What time is it?" Yuan Shaoqing looked at the sky outside and asked suddenly.

"Go back... Go back to the young master, it's past the hour." Beside him, a subordinate hurriedly said.

"Are you scared? What are you stammering?" Yuan Shaoqing glanced at him and said coldly.

poof...

The subordinate suddenly knelt to the ground, his head was like garlic, he slammed heavily on the floor, tremblingly said: "This subordinate is damned, the son spares his life..."

"Forget it, my son is in a good mood today, so I won't bother with you, get out of here!" Yuan Shaoqing waved his hand and looked at the sky again.

It stands to reason that with the means of the uncle, he should also come back.

hum...

Yuan Shaoqing stimulated his blood, and a dark black talisman appeared in his palm.

This is the [Ghost Talisman]. It is the uncle who personally sacrificed for him with the blood of his life. It can't help but contain a huge ominous power. Within a certain distance, he can communicate with the uncle.

"Uncle Shi, have you brought your head back?" Yuan Shaoqing raised the corner of his mouth with a smile, and couldn't wait to communicate.

rumbling...

At this moment ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ the dark black [Ghost Talisman] sent out unusual fluctuations, and the black energy inside was violent and manic.

"Huh?" Yuan Shaoqing's color changed suddenly, and he didn't have time to react.

The [Ghost Talisman] suddenly exploded, and the terrifying force directly sent him flying, and the whole house collapsed with it.

The screams came one after another, and those men were caught off guard and were crushed by gravel.

In the smoke, Yuan Shaoqing was like a lost dog, afraid to come out. The force of the explosion just tore his flesh and blood, and the stench of blood splattered on the ground.

"This...it's impossible..." Yuan Shaoqing roared with round eyes, not even caring about his injuries.

The blood of the life is annihilated, and the ghost talisman is out of control and shattered! ! !

What does this portend?

"Master... Uncle Shi... is dead!?"

In an instant, an unprecedented fear surged from Yuan Shaoqing's heart.