Chapter 735: The Battle of the King of Fortune! I'll Clear the Way for You

The demonic pillar's decree leaps into the sky and leaps into the world.

The one who inherits my mantle is Ma Yinglong!

These eight characters were radiant and sparkling, like a bolt of lightning in the dark night, shattering the sky and shocking everyone's attention.

In front of the Fairy Goose Hall, the solemn mourning hall was silent, like a pool of stagnant water.

However, all kinds of complicated expressions spread quickly on everyone's faces, as if spring had passed by and thousands of trees were blooming.

"Ma Yinglong!? Master Yao Zhu appointed Ma Yinglong as his successor before he died?"

"This...what is this? Doesn't that mean..."

"He will be the new King Fu...didn't it mean that the court has already agreed that Ma Zongkui will succeed him!?"

At this moment, everyone was in an uproar, and their shocked and horrified eyes were all looking at the same place.

In the corner, Ma Yinglong instantly became the focus.

His eyes were wide open, staring at the shining decree in the sky. Even he himself felt astonished.

This result was unexpected by everyone.

"impossible!"

Suddenly, Ma Zongkui screamed, and a look of anger appeared on his originally calm face.

"How could Demon Pillar leave such a ridiculous decree!?"

The cold voice was like a sword, sharp and sharp, echoing in front of the Fairy Goose Palace.

As he spoke, Ma Zongkui's sharp eyes suddenly turned to Ma Yinglong beside him.

"How can you be so virtuous and capable that you want to get involved in the position of King Fu? You are just a bastard thrown away by the Ma family."

Ma Zongkui's expression became serious, and he no longer had the calmness and calmness he had just before, and even the magnanimity and magnanimity of a superior person disappeared.

At this moment, in his eyes, Ma Yinglong was like a weed standing in front of him.

Such a weed is worthy of the title of King of Fortune.

Ma Zongkui even doubted the authenticity of this decree.

Looking around the world, who doesn't know that he is the most evil and talented demon sealing master in the Ma family since [Mazu Zunshen].

When he was first born, he was born with strange phenomena, all demons worshiped him, and divine light entered the sky.

At only six years old, his blood was enough to awe the great demon. At that time, the weed in front of him couldn't even stand in front of him. He was trembling and could only cry instinctively.

In terms of talent, strength, and background... this weed is not as good as his chance.

Is Yaozhu crazy? He actually chose this kind of thing to inherit the mantle! ?

"What did you say?" Wang Xiaoyi refused.

"Get away!"

Ma Zongkui let out a low roar, and the terrifying aura rolled in like a violent cloud, crushing towards Wang Xiaoyi.

Buzz…

At almost the same moment, Ma Yinglong stepped forward. His body roared, as if thousands of demons were roaring together, and he actually blocked the terrifying aura.

"You have been hanging around outside for many years, and you actually have the guts to stand in front of me?" Ma Zongkui sneered.

"This is the Monster Control Department, you don't want to..." Ma Yinglong said solemnly.

"What about the Demon Control Division?"

Ma Zongkui roared: "When the Demon Control Division was founded, the Divine Ancestor also contributed and was one of the founders."

Ma Shen Feng is the name of [Mazu Zunshen].

He is regarded as the first ancestor of the Ma family, and he is also the only [Divine Sealing Master] in the history of Demon Sealing Masters.

Back then, when the Demon Control Department was founded, he was entrusted by the first General Secretary to create a line of demon sealing within the department and teach the techniques. The system continues to this day.

In terms of origin, the Yuyao Division is also part of the Ma family.

However, the Demon Control Department is a public institution, under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, and subject to the imperial power.

Ma Zongkui's remarks already seemed a bit inappropriate and even outrageous.

"Boy, this is the Demonic Pillar's decree. Do you dare to disobey it?"

At this moment, Zhou Dao spoke.

"Prince Yuan!?"

Ma Zongkui glanced at Zhou Dao with a gloomy look, a hint of fear flashed deep in his eyes.

King Zhou Dao of the Yuan Dynasty had already spread his evil reputation throughout the capital. Ye Kong, Chu Shen, King Wu's son and son... all died in his hands.

"Demon Pillar's decree!? Who can prove that this decree is true?"

Ma Zongkui calmed down and chuckled.

"Who in the capital doesn't know that my talent has been appreciated by Master Yao Zhu and I have long been regarded as his successor... Now you are saying that Master Yao Zhu left a decree during his lifetime for him to inherit the mantle?"

Having said this, Ma Zongkui glanced at Ma Yinglong with a hint of joking.

"It's a joke."

"What an unworthy descendant!" Zhou Dao said coldly.

"It's hard to tell whether this decree is true or false. Chief Lu, I need an explanation."

Ma Zongkui bypassed Zhou Dao and shouted loudly towards the Fairy Goose Palace.

"snort!"

However, what he received in response was a cold snort.

"Junior, you are not King Fu now, and you actually asked me to give you an explanation?"

The terrifying aura was like a gathering of smoke and clouds, shrouding the sky above the Demon Control Division.

Ma Zongkui's complexion suddenly changed, and he felt that the blood in his body was boiling and he couldn't help himself.

He stared deeply and felt that the Immortal Goose Palace in front of him had become unfathomable.

There seems to be a true god hidden inside.

"good very good!"

Ma Zongkui slowly withdrew his gaze and revealed a cold smile.

"Ma Yinglong, what I just said remains unchanged. The door to the Ma family is open at any time. If you have the guts, just come."

"I'm in the clan, and I'm waiting for you."

As he spoke, Ma Zongkui turned and left, followed closely by a large number of palace people.

The meaning of his words was obvious. The Demonic Pillar was gone, and the affairs of the Ma family were naturally decided by the living. If Ma Yinglong had the guts to compete for the position of King Fu, let him come over there.

Ma Zongkui sits in a high position, takes charge of the situation, and accepts challenges at any time.

Who would have thought that a public sacrifice would stir up the unsuspecting battle for King Fu again.

Ma Yinglong, a fringe figure of the Ma family, has become the designated successor of the Demonic Pillar! ?

This is really incredible.

Even within the Demon Control Department, there were people who doubted the authenticity of the decree.

"Demon pillar..."

In the crowd, Ma Yinglong looked at the eight characters shining brightly in the sky, clenching his fists unnaturally.

That night, there was an undercurrent in the capital.

A piece of news spread throughout all the major forces.

A sudden storm arose in the position of King Fu, and a dark horse appeared on the way, who was the designated successor of the Demonic Pillar.

Ma Yinglong's name also spread like wildfire.

"It's amazing...it's amazing. He grew up so fast when we were separated from Pingjiang City!?"

In the courtyard of Ma's Mansion, Ma Miaoyun looked at the information in her hand and was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

Back then, she took Ma Nanshan to Pingjiang City to hunt down Ma Yinglong, but was repelled by Zhou Dao.

Later, Yaozhu came forward and pardoned Ma Yinglong for leaving the clan without permission.

How many years has it been?

The abandoned son back then turned out to be the designated successor of Demonic Pillar and wanted to compete with Ma Zongkui for the position of King of Fortune! ?

This is so dreamy.

"Sister, this kid is no longer the same Ma Yinglong as before." Ma Nanshan gritted his teeth.

When he was in Pingjiang City, he could still compete with Ma Yinglong, and the two of them were evenly matched.

However, now, Ma Yinglong has traveled across hundreds of thousands of mountains, earned the reputation of being a demon master, and has entered the realm of Taoism.

Looking back at Manan Mountain, it is now ready to be refined into Gang Realm.

"He made the most important decision in his life... When I saw him following that man wholeheartedly in Pingjiang City, I knew that his fate would never be the same again." Ma Miaoyun murmured softly.

"King Yuan Zhou Dao!" Ma Nanshan blurted out.

He naturally knew that the man Ma Miaoyun was talking about was the seventh king of the Qin Dynasty with a different surname.

"Life is unpredictable. Who would have thought that the abandoned son who was regarded as a worthless child by the clan would one day become the King of Fortune."

Ma Miaoyun couldn't help but sigh.

Looking back on the past, Ma Yinglong had a low status at that time and even relied on his sister's life to seal a big demon inside his body.

To the Ma family, he is just a container.

A container that can be thrown away at any time.

But now, he is back again, riding the clouds and transforming into a dragon, and he is never the same again.

"Sister, do you think he dares to come back?" Ma Nanshan couldn't help but ask.

In the eyes of the younger generation of the Ma family, the position of King Fu has long been in Ma Zongkui's pocket. To them, it is a god-like existence.

From childhood to adulthood, they had all been bathed in Ma Zongkui's halo, and no one dared to even think about competing.

That is the most evil being in the Ma family since the [God-Sealed Ancestor], and is known as the strongest demon-sealing master.

It seems that the position of King Fu should have been his.

However, if Ma Yinglong comes back, he will not only face Ma Zongkui, but also the entire Ma family.

"It's hard to say...if he comes back, he will be in a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, and he may never leave again."

Ma Miaoyun whispered softly, the elders in the clan would never obey Yao Zhu's will.

In their view, Ma Zongkui has the aura of the first clan, and he is the hope of the Ma family to be passed on to future generations.

…

In the solemn ancestral hall, lights are like stars and incense is lingering.

On the highest tablet, it is clearly written, Mazu respects the gods, and the gods confer spiritual status.

In front of the altar, an old man sat in the upper position. His body was upright, like a knife-cut cliff, unmoving.

"Demon Pillar, why are you so unwise and leave such a decree?"

A cold voice sounded slowly in front of the memorial tablets of the ancestors.

"Great Elder, what else is there to say? If Demon Pillar hadn't come forward, that bastard would have died outside."

"The actions of King Fu can only be attributed to Zong Kui, he is the hope of the Ma family."

"If that little bastard dares to come, I would like to see what he can do."

A series of heavy voices intersected in the ancestral hall.

Under the dim candlelight, the figures of the elderly stretched out into the vast dark night.

"Wusheng, what do you say?" the great elder suddenly said.

"I am the patriarch of the Ma family. Logically speaking, it is not my place to speak in the position of King Fu."

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked out.

Ma Wusheng, as the head of the Ma family, is also the father of Ma Zongkui.

The first demon family in the world has always been passed down separately from clan and title.

Back then, he also competed with Yaozhu for the position of King Fu, but unfortunately he lost in the end. He endured it for ten years and finally inherited the position of patriarch.

"The demon pillar is gone. As the leader of the clan, I can only act arbitrarily..." Ma Wusheng said solemnly.

"Ma Yinglong..."

"If that junior dares to come, he will stay in the clan forever!

! "

The cold voice was like the clash of swords, echoing in the quiet ancestral hall.

"Oh, this is his fate, why are he and Zong Kui born in the same clan!?"

The Great Elder sighed quietly, seemingly acquiescing to this decision.

Under the moonlight, the vast dark night is like a long, cold river with no end.

…

Yuyaosi, Yuanwang Palace.

The high eaves are like a lion's raised head, monitoring the vast night sky.

Ma Yinglong sat cross-legged on the roof with a calm expression, looking in the direction of Ma's house.

His eyes were distracted, and he gradually became reminiscing.

It was the place where he was born and raised. Once upon a time, fate was entangled.

Ma Yinglong clearly remembers that his parents were gone when he was very young. Compared to Ma Zongkui's dazzling talent, he seemed extremely mediocre.

In such a glorious family, such a talent is destined to live a mediocre life.

But fortunately, he still has a sister.

The two depended on each other, and no matter who bullied him, his sister would always stand up for him.

Because of this, he had a great time.

"Xiao Longlong, do you know that our clan has a secret technique that can seal the big demon with the human body and turn it into one's own use?"

"But...but that's forbidden..."

The young Ma Yinglong didn't know what the so-called taboo actually meant.

"Now we have an opportunity. The clan has caught a rare big demon, and we don't want to waste it... If I succeed, no one can bully us anymore..."

That day, Ma Yinglong suffered unforgettable pain.

Under the witness of everyone, my sister failed. She lost an arm and failed to seal the big demon within her body.

"Wild boy, your sister is already a disabled person. Let's see if she can protect you again in the future."

"Your sister's hands are gone, will you still be arrogant in the future?"

"My sister is not a useless person..."

Even though the young Ma Yinglong was pinned to the ground, he still screamed at the top of his lungs and defended his sister.

Until that night, his sister dragged her body and climbed onto the altar again.

The broken body was like a key, activating the ancient secret technique.

"Ahhhh..."

The young Ma Yinglong picked up his close relative lying in a pool of blood and cried hoarsely.

"Don't cry...my sister will...leave her life...to you...no one...can bully you anymore..."

The sister's arm fell slowly, blood flowing, and mysterious runes were outlined on the ancient altar.

That night, the ancient altar shook.

The terrifying demon was imprisoned in Ma Yinglong's body.

The fate of blood relatives turns into a seal

The power gained at this price was like a curse, and it became an inner demon that young Ma Yinglong could not get rid of.

This abominable fate is like his bloodline, permanently engraved in his body, and will never fade away from life to life.

Until later, he met Zhou Dao, Wang Xuanzhi, Wang Xiaoyi...

"Sister, now I have enough strength to protect myself."

Ma Yinglong clenched his fists, but his eyes were firmer than ever before.

The night breeze blew, and he turned around. Zhou Dao, Wang Xuanzhi, and Wang Xiaoyi were already standing behind him.

He knew that whenever and wherever he needed them, these brothers of life and death would definitely stand behind him, silently waiting for him to raise his arms.

"Fight or not!?"

Zhou Dao spoke without any unnecessary nonsense.

"Fight!"

Ma Yinglong took a deep breath and felt a surge of heroic spirit. There were thousands of mountains and rivers in his chest, and it was hard to relax.

"good!"

Zhou Dao let out a long roar, and the fierce momentum rose into the sky, shaking away the clouds in the sky.

"Today, I'm here to clear the way for you!"

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