Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

"Stupid old man!"

Zhou Dao looked indifferent.

His blood energy was tempered by the "Nine Turns of Fire Alchemy", he recited the "Xiao Lei Yuan Jing" every day and absorbed the pure yang relics day and night. .

"Damn it, whoever makes a fire to cook at night will not go to work tomorrow."

Not far away, a voice came, three parts sleepy, seven parts angry.

"Eh..." Zhou Dao waved his hand, the smoke dispersed and the real fire went out.

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

Otherwise, the movement just now will definitely attract attention.

"Is this a demon weapon?" Zhou Dao walked up to the remnant, and his eyes fell on the crossbow that looked like it was forged from white bones.

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

All monster weapons, tempered by evil spirits, forged by evil spirits, gather souls, nourish souls... The most yin and evil, the damage to human blood is just like the damage of magic weapons to monsters.

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

The old man with white bones is a master of the third level of real fire. With this [Black Sea Crossbow], even the fourth level of real fire will fall into his way, and his life is in danger.

If Zhou Dao hadn't practiced the "Nine Turns of Fire Pill Kungfu" to condense his blood into a fire pill to ward off all evil, he would have suffered a big somersault.

It can be seen from this that the demon weapon is terrifying.

However, there are certain risks in the use of demon weapons by human beings. It is easy for evil spirits to enter the body, which can affect the mind at least, and destroy the morality at worst.

Unless you practice the Supreme True Dharma like Chi-eyed Boy, you can turn Tai Yin into Pure Yang, reconcile Yin and Yang, and participate in good fortune.

This kind of opportunity is hard to come by.

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

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

Compared with practicing the inner god art of war or talismans bitterly,

Sacrifice the demon weapon is a shortcut to let the strength skyrocket.

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

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

For example, the [Jiangyuan Spiritual Peach Wood Sword] in Zhou Dao's hands can be regarded as a magic weapon.

The [White Tiger Essence Knife] in the hands of the Demon Slayer Guard can barely be regarded as a magic weapon, but in terms of quality, it is far inferior to the thoughtful peach wood sword.

"It's a good thing."

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

He could faintly perceive the majestic monster energy contained in the crossbow.

I don't know how much heaven and earth treasures, as well as the souls of the dead, were used to refine this treasure.

"There are also feather arrows."

Zhou Dao rummaged through the ashes on the ground, and took out two black feathered arrows from the leather bag, which were wrapped in silver gauze.

There were blood patterns shining on the black feather arrow, exuding such a cruel aura, it took an unknown number of lives to raise such a demon weapon.

Fortunately, Zhou Dao condensed into a fire pill, and he was able to destroy the evil, otherwise he really couldn't stop this thing.

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

He doesn't have a deep definition of the difference between Taoism. There is no right and wrong in the law, and people have good and evil. If it can be used by me, it is good.

There are people [Black Ming Crossbow], Zhou Dao is not afraid to face real fire quadruple masters today.

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

You know, that dog demon is a high-level evil monster, and it can help the old man with bones to find the earth dragon root.

It's a pity that this dog monster was too weak, and when Zhou Dao slapped it, it turned into a fleshy pulp, and even lost the value of the final sacrifice.

"Stupid dog!"

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

"Chunyang Pill!?" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up.

Each of the red pills, with cloud patterns on them, exudes a faint fragrance, taking a sip, the pores of the whole body are relaxed.

This is the pure yang elixir, the effect is very similar to the pure yang qi, and it is the elixir that monks dream of.

In the ghost worship sect, only the strength and status of the old man with white bones can use Chunyang Dan to cultivate.

"Good stuff!" Zhou Dao counted, there are thirteen Chunyang pills in the jade bottle, enough for him to use for a while.

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

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

He doesn't care who the other party is from.

With his current strength, he hides his secrets, can't be blown in all directions, and sits firmly on the Diaoyutai, whoever comes will die.

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

Of course, he is not too bad, he got [Black Sea Crossbow] and a bottle of [Chunyang Pill].

It is another step closer to the goal of cultivating the Nine Transformations of the Refining Realm [Juling Hundred Apertures].

...

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

Inside the vat, heads kept moving, surrounded by burning coals, their mouths were slightly open, and they no longer had the strength to scream.

The hand next to him was pale, and he was so frightened that he lost his mind.

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

It was precisely because of Yuan Shaoqing's character that the guards around him changed from group to group. As for those in front, no one had ever seen them again.

"Wang Xuanzhi, Yuan Qingfeng, when your heads come, I'll put you in my treasure as well."

Yuan Shaoqing grinned, with a cruel look in his eyes.

It seemed that the two heads were placed on the table, facing him face to face.

"What time is it?" Yuan Shaoqing asked suddenly, looking at the sky outside.

"Return...Report to Young Master, the time has passed." A subordinate hurriedly said.

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

poof...

That subordinate suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, his head was pounding like garlic, he slammed heavily on the floor, and tremblingly said: "This subordinate should die, my lord, please forgive me..."

"Forget it, my son is in a good mood today, so I don't care about you, get out!" 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 mobilized his blood, and a dark talisman appeared in his palm.

This is the [Ghost Talisman], and it was personally sacrificed for him by the uncle with his life and blood. It can't help but contains a huge ominous power, and he can communicate with the uncle within a certain distance.

"Uncle, did you bring the head back?" Yuan Shaoqing raised the corner of his mouth, smiling, and eagerly sent a message.

rumbling...

At this moment, unusual fluctuations came from the dark [Ghost Talisman], and the black energy inside was violent and frenzied.

"Huh?" Yuan Shaoqing changed color suddenly, before he had time to react.

The [Ghost Talisman] suddenly exploded, and the terrifying force directly sent him flying, causing the entire room to collapse.

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

In the smoke and dust, Yuan Shaoqing came out of fear like a bereaved dog. The force of the explosion just tore his flesh and blood, and the smelly blood splashed all over the ground.

"This... this is impossible..." Yuan Shaoqing's eyes widened, and he roared, not even caring about the injuries on his body.

The natal blood was annihilated, and the ghost talisman exploded out of control! ! !

What does this portend?

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

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