Chapter 442: The Enemy of the Setting Sun! Sacrificial Dragon Veins

In the ancient tomb, that burst of icy ravings seemed to run through the years.

Zhou Dao's expression changed suddenly, his eyes widened, scanning the darkness in front of him.

There are still living people in this big tomb! ?

hum...

Zhou Dao circulated his blood energy, formed seals with both hands, and typed out a rune.

The Taiyi Fire Talisman, as soon as Fang appeared, gave birth to a bright fire, scorching fiercely, driving away the darkness in one side.

At this moment, Zhou Dao had just seen a corner of the tomb clearly.

In the huge blood tank, the scarlet liquid was boiling, and along it was an ancient altar.

There is a black figure in the center, which looks like a human being, entangled by black air, and runs through the whole body with heavy chains, connecting nine different directions of the altar.

A stone statue of a strange beast stands in each of the nine directions, firmly fixing the source of the chain.

A huge funnel was suspended above the altar, and the spatial fluctuations were extremely strong, and traces of black liquid were drawn out from the human figure in the center, and it was not known where it was sent.

"This... what is this?" Zhou Dao was shocked.

Is this the person enshrined in the Central Tomb?

The scene in front of him subverted his cognition and shook his heart.

This appearance makes this place not like a tomb, but like a cage.

"It's really sad. After the sunset in Cangshan Mountain, after a long time, your lineage has declined so badly."

Suddenly, in the center, a mocking voice came from the mysterious figure.

"It's you?" Zhou Dao subconsciously took two steps back and finally identified the source of the voice.

The owner of this time-traveling tomb is still conscious?

"Who are you?" Zhou Dao asked subconsciously.

"me?"

The mysterious figure said indifferently: "I am the nemesis of your Sunset Sect, from the first years of fighting until now..."

Speaking of this, the mysterious figure let out a sneer: "I just didn't expect that your lineage has not been wiped out yet."

rumbling...

The entire tomb suddenly shook violently. On the dome, countless secret lines emerged, outlining an ancient picture.

The land is barren!

At the end of the sky, there stands a high mountain, stretching from east to west, stretching across thousands of miles, like a divine pillar, connected to the sky.

There, a round of great sun, sinking and falling.

The afterglow of the setting sun is like a long river, with no end in sight.

The setting sun is like blood, reflecting the world in front of me like the end of the world.

Cangshan sunset, the world's clan!

Such a picture had a great impact on Zhou Dao, the blood in his body boiled, and Yuan Wang roared and roared. In the dark, he seemed to see that ancient altar, raised his head three feet, like a god .

"Sunset, is this brat the last heir? The heavens haven't given up on fighting yet, and your lineage puts all their hopes on him?"

The mysterious figure suddenly roared and roared, revealing deep anger.

hum...

Suddenly, the picture on the dome suddenly lit up, like a big sun leaping into the sky, bright as bright as new.

Zhou Dao only felt that his eyes were extremely dazzling, as countless lights and shadows seemed to pass through the time and space, and came into view.

Under the sky, mountains and rivers were broken, rivers withered, scarlet blood infected the earth, and endless corpses piled up like mountains.

The world is like an endless purgatory, only the sea of ​​suffering sinks, and only the end of the world destroys the Dharma.

In front of the high mountain, all three thousand Taoist priests in blue fell down. Facing the terrifying existence surrounded by mysterious black energy, they stood at the end, but they were powerless to recover.

"The Taoism in the world is like a gnat, and the gods are not seen in the sky."

The mysterious black figure sneered, and his foot collapsed, and the endless corpses disappeared in the wave of destruction.

At this moment, the great world is sinking, and only despair wanders above the earth.

rumbling...

At this moment, at the end of the sky, at the end of Cangshan Mountain, a figure appeared, like a great sun hanging in the sky, eternal and immortal.

The moment he appeared, the void seemed to be burning, and the light was infinite, reflecting the heavens.

"Sunset!?"

The mysterious figure turned around, and only the invincible air flowed in the ruthless eyes.

"Since the battle so far, your lineage has been almost killed, why bother to support it?"

"You should know my background."

"Through the years and time, wandering the long river of history, the sky cannot be punished, the earth cannot be killed, immortality is immortal, neither bad nor empty."

The terrible sound echoed between heaven and earth.

That terrifying figure is invincible and invincible, and the waves of destruction spread to every corner of the world.

Those displaced survivors hugged the only remaining relatives and friends around them tightly, with blank eyes, curled up in one place, and shivered.

At the end of the sky, that stalwart figure walked over, with boundless light blooming all over his body, like the sublimation of the sun, showing off to the extreme.

"Why do you need to make fearless sacrifices again?" The mysterious figure shouted in a deep voice, but there was a trace of deep fear in his eyes.

hum...

The stalwart figure stopped suddenly, looked back and stared at the homeland.

On Cangshan Mountain, there seemed to be a figure waiting for him to go back.

"The setting sun... will eventually jump into the sky!"

The majestic voice is like the decree of the emperor of heaven, mighty and nameless, echoing between heaven and earth.

That stalwart figure seemed to be on fire, and there was only light in the sky and earth, dizzy and flashy, infecting the country.

When everyone opened their eyes again, the sky was clear and everything was like a dream.

"That's the ancestor of the Sunset Sect!?" Zhou Dao clenched his fists tightly, his blood boiling.

In ancient times, the ancestors of the Sunset Sect had paid a terrible price in order to deal with the owner of the tomb.

However, this period of history has long been buried and forgotten by the world.

rumbling...

Suddenly, the light and shadow changed again.

The ancient temple in the deep mountain is like a hidden abyss. A mysterious corpse is hidden in it, engulfed by black air, and remains motionless, with heavy chains running through it.

A group of Taoist priests set up a big tripod, burned incense and worshiped, and prayed day and night.

Finally one day, there was a wave from the mysterious corpse, and a magical substance flowed out of it and merged into the bodies of the group of Taoist priests.

The black liquid is like the material absorbed by the funnel on the altar of the tomb.

After a Taoist priest absorbed the black liquid, his body was glowing with danxia, ​​he was as light as flying, and his supernatural powers had greatly improved.

This thing is a rare treasure in the world, and it has unimaginable assistance to the way of immortality.

Therefore, the mysterious corpse was enshrined by the great religion, and it could be given whatever it wanted.

"I have a great enemy in the world, and you will search for it with all your strength and kill it with all your strength."

The supreme will of the mysterious corpse manifests. Those Taoist priests bowed down one after another, not daring to rebel.

On that day, there was a great earthquake in the deep mountains, and the ancient temple had divine light soaring into the sky, and some masters came out.

As soon as the killing started, blood flowed like a river.

This vein is like a curse, and the ancient struggle continues.

Finally one day, two figures appeared in front of the ancient temple in the deep mountain, one old and one young, like master and apprentice.

In the sky, thunder flickered, galloping without hesitation.

More than a dozen masters stood in the clouds, looking indifferently at the master and apprentice who came to die.

Tens of thousands of Taoist priests have already banned thousands of miles around.

"After killing so many lives, has the incense of your lineage not been cut off?"

A terrible will came from the ancient temple in the deep mountains.

An old man and a young man looked heroic and astonishing, looking at the mountains and rivers, looking at the ancient temple, but there was a deep solemnity in their eyes.

There, there is the unworldly enemy of the Setting Sun Sect.

"Yuanzu, why are you not a dog who lost his family?"

"Today, I will kill you."

After the words fell, two figures soared into the sky, and the terrifying force directly penetrated the deep mountain.

"The Sunset Sect must die today."

The terrible will reflects the sky and the earth.

That battle was extremely tragic. A dozen of the world's top masters absorbed and refined the black liquid flowing out of Yuanzu's body.

Tens of thousands of Taoist priests set up a decisive battle, killing and attacking the world, and disturbing the world.

The pair of master and apprentice were too difficult. They stepped on the corpse and suffered heavy injuries. They still moved forward with difficulty, and finally fell in front of the ancient temple.

The wave of destruction covered thousands of miles, robbed the clouds and covered the sun, and brought disasters to the world.

"Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink the wine tonight."

The young Gaidai master closed his eyes and left the world.

The old man grinned, seeming to be crying and laughing, but when he looked up, the enemy was still there.

"There must be... a latecomer!"

The breath of destruction annihilated the picture in front of him.

Zhou Dao clenched his fists tightly, as if he was holding a breath in his chest.

The Sunset Sect has been fighting with Yuanzu since ancient times. I don't know how many disciples were buried, and how many ancestors died.

Generous and calm, he departed from his homeland, leaving behind the most important people, even though he died he still wanted to fight.

As for that terrifying enemy, he hid in the years, bewitched the world, and vowed to drive the Sunset Sect to extinction.

Between the two, there is no end to death.

Their struggle continues to this day.

Finally, one day, at a certain node, a disciple of the Sunset Sect came out. He was so amazing that he gathered a group of Taoist priests.

They studied the geomantic omen of the world, and created twelve dragon veins with the law against the sky.

This is a large formation, and the condensed Yuan Wang Qi is the key to this large formation.

On that day, the great sun in the sky seemed to disappear.

The world was briefly plunged into endless darkness.

In a certain corner, a strange space-time slowly took shape.

This is the realm of birth and death.

In the center, the ancient mountain is like a tomb, completely sealing Yuan Zu here.

As for the man standing in front of him, he is the descendant of the Sunset Sect, the first Yuan King in history].

"Little ghost, your lineage is really inexhaustible."

On the altar, Yuan Zu's will is wandering.

"Since you are the descendant of the setting sun, you should know that I cannot be killed, the sky cannot be punished, and the earth cannot be destroyed."

In front of the majestic altar, the man in Taoist robes had a vain aura. He gave everything to create this great tomb.

Twelve dragon veins, the first king of Yuan Dynasty, the monument of life and death, the central tomb...

He established everything with an act against the sky.

"One day, there will be a successor..."

That figure dissipated slowly like a weathered stone statue, turning into dust.

From the ancient years to the present, the Sunset Sect has paid a painful price, and the history of this line has been poured with blood and war.

In the shadows invisible to the world, they never stopped fighting Yuanzu.

The Yuan King Ceremony was originally created for the purpose of exterminating Yuanzu.

It's a pity that the Sunset Sect withered too badly, and the influence of Yuan Zu has never been kept secret in the world.

The power in him has an irresistible fatal attraction for any monk.

The black liquid made them see the hope of immortality.

Gradually, Yuan Wang Fahui was distorted and went to that path.

They are not only afraid of Yuanzu's existence, but also greedy for his power.

Every thirty-three years, those Tianjiao are the sacrifices of the sacrificial ceremony, engulfing the bell spirit and good fortune of the world, to satisfy the appetite of Yuanzu.

At the same time, the born King Yuan was responsible for mobilizing the twelve dragon veins by using the Qi of the King Yuan, strengthening the tomb, and "pacifying" Yuan Zu.

It is precisely because of this that every generation of Yuan King is almost always bewitched by Yuan Zu.

They seem to have become the incarnation of Yuan Zu] wandering the world, and its influence has never dissipated.

Therefore, Yuanzu never stopped chasing down Sunset Sect.

Until one day, the appearance of that man made the Sunset Sect return to this great tomb after thousands of years.

Zhou Xuan, the last king of Yuan Dynasty.

He hid so deeply that even Yuanzu's will was deceived.

However, when he walked into the tomb, he discovered that the mysterious and unknown existence of Yuan Zu was indeed indestructible.

From the beginning to today, even the years have not wiped it out, and it seems that all the forces in the world cannot kill it.

Yuan Wang Fahui, the tomb created by the twelve dragon veins seems to be the only way to imprison him here.

Zhou Xuan moved his mind, he followed in the footsteps of his predecessors to find a way to break the situation.

But at the most critical moment, Yuanzu's will finally moved. He is best at deception and disguise.

Those bewitched unrivaled masters set up a killing plan and finally killed Zhou Xuan and his son.

"If you act against the heavens, you will be punished by the heavens."

Countless lights and shadows shattered in front of his eyes, and the cold voice pulled Zhou Dao back from his thoughts.

Zhou Dao clenched his fists tightly, with murderous intent in his eyes, staring at the figure in the center of the altar.

He now understands clearly that this terrifying existence in front of him is the great enemy of the Setting Sun Sect, throughout the years, from ancient times to the present.

Zhou Dao didn't know the origin of Yuan Zu.

But it represents the ominousness and disaster in the world. In order to kill it, the Sunset Sect paid too much.

"Sunset, what have you gained after fighting for life after life? The incense fades and the disciples are buried. Who in this world knows your achievements?"

Yuan Zu's voice was full of ridicule and disdain.

"Surrender to me, I can give you unimaginable power, even if you become an immortal...it's not impossible!"

In the center of the altar, the mysterious figure shook slightly.

His voice was deeply bewitching, and the black liquid was boiling, conveying an irresistible attraction.

That seems to be the source of cultivation, the hope of becoming an immortal, and the great medicine for longevity.

"How many seniors have died, do you really think you are immortal?" Zhou Dao gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Stupid, kid, you don't even know how I exist. The sky cannot be punished, the earth cannot be killed, neither dead nor destroyed, neither bad nor empty." Yuanzu said coldly.

This is not a lie, but a fact, otherwise, he would not be able to survive to this day.

"Not necessarily, today I want to see if you can kill or not."

Zhou Dao stepped out and walked towards the altar.

Yuanzu had a feeling and suddenly shouted: "What are you going to do?"

At this moment, Zhou Dao sacrificed the Yuan Wang Qi in his body].

This is the key to the tomb, which connects the centers of the twelve dragon veins.

hum...

Zhou Dao flicked his fingers, and a drop of blood oozes out, flying towards Yuan Wang Qi].

"Sacrifice dragon veins!"