I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1021 Dao Tribulation

Look down.

The divine weapon, the Reincarnation Drum, is safe in his hand.

  Boom!

The drums sound.

Cui Jianlu's motionless body underwent a drastic change, and in an instant it turned into an evil ghost with a green face and fangs.

The top corners pierce the sky and the red hair dances wildly.

Fangs poured out, his voice returned hoarse, his dark red eyes swept across, and he said lightly: "That was not fair just now."

“I suffered a loss because I didn’t have a magic weapon.

"It's almost time now!"

The monks were horrified.

They all thought that Cui Jianlu would be the winner.

Because Cui Jianlu is very famous.

Being famous in the cultivation world means being powerful.

He carries the legacy of the Ancient Immortal Tower, has endless background, and has a time body that can allow him to survive from death.

If this battle was a one-on-one duel, there might still be suspense.

They have seen the horror of weapon spirits. Their magical powers, secret techniques, and unknown Taoist bodies are enough to overwhelm the saints of major sects.

But the battle between souls and spirits is different. After all, the sea of ​​consciousness is Cui Jianlu’s home court.

No one thinks that Cui Jianlu, who possesses ancient treasures and background, will lose!

It is impossible for the Time Dao Body to be crushed by anyone's soul.

However, the person who walked out of the sea of ​​consciousness was not the one they expected.

Wang Yuwei of Dongxuantian was not at all happy about Tushanjun's victory.

He even felt that his sigh just now was an act only a fool would make.

All the strange scenes happening before his eyes were enough to wipe out any emotions in his heart, leaving only a faint fear from the heart.

He turned around, tore open the domain barrier and escaped into the void, no longer having the will to fight.

Fairy Lian was originally angry about having one of her arms burned by the spirit of the weapon. At this moment, she felt dizzy and took two steps back, gritting her teeth and not daring to move forward.

Now she doesn't expect any justice, it would be better if she has less presence.

For an instant.

Only three people remained standing.

Emperor Tang An, who was holding the bronze tripod, took a step forward and said, "Daoyou, stop it!"

Tu Shanjun glanced at the other party, and the anger in his heart further ignited.

If you want to stop a fight, do it from the beginning.

Now, to persuade him to stop fighting was essentially just to side with the other side. If Emperor Tang An did not die, he would still give the other side some face.

Now there is only life and death.

Xuan Nan held the ancient bell and said, "Amitabha, fellow Taoist, the sea of ​​suffering is endless, turn back and you will find the shore! Don't make the same mistake again."

There was no trace of hesitation in the eyes of the Ghost King Tushan.

That expressionless and cold face revealed a hint of sarcasm.

When the three divine weapons killed him just now, I never heard of anything wrong.

The tripod smashed his immortal body.

The bell covers his three Dharma bodies.

The sword tore off most of the demon lord's head and cut it cleanly along the jaw.

It hurts.

It hurts so much!

Who can understand this kind of pain?!

A strange look flashed in Liu Yanghe's eyes, and he used the visualization method to sweep away the doubt and slight fear in his heart. He pointed the divine sword at the Ghost King and said loudly: "My two Taoist friends, why waste time talking to him? If we can kill him once, we can kill him a second time!"

“Cui Jianlu was too arrogant to come here in his true form, so he deserved to be left here by his incarnation.

"It's hard for us."

……

"You deserve to die!"

The rage burst out from the end of the sky.

The Ghost King glanced sideways.

Just then I saw a terrifying dragon-shaped wheel that was holding up the sky, like a halo of the universe, approaching rapidly like a glow formed by the explosion of the galaxy.

The power of the Dragon Wheel is extremely strong.

Even Tushan Jun, who was holding the magical weapon Samsara Drum, could only sense the danger.

It was a warning that came from the deepest part of the soul.

The Ghost King was furious.

So what if Daojun takes action.

Roaring to the sky.

Punch brazenly.

  Devour the soul and refine the spirit to ask the true immortal!

"kill!"

No accidents occurred, and the dragon-shaped wheel crushed everything.

Why is it that the immortal body, the supreme fist spirit, or the descent of the illusory avenue, are all like clay Buddhas under that wheel and are easily turned into dust?

The ghost king Tushan Jun watched helplessly as the body gradually crumbled and disappeared.

"This is... Dao Jun..."

The Ghost King's last thought completely ceased.

Boom!

Even the void was razed to the ground.

Yuan Tong's actions completely angered Wei Luoge.

"You dare!"

The Lord of the Great Dao with three flowers gathered at the top of his head seemed to have revived a taboo.

The entire void above was designated as a forbidden area, completely isolating yin and yang.

Wei Luoge, who had made a full-strength attack, had an idea that shook the heaven and earth apart, creating a new world for chaos. In the blink of an eye, he created a cold and boundless starry sky that hung above the domain barrier.

It seems to be only in the sky above the forbidden land of God, but in fact it seems to be separated by countless years. It is similar but not overlapping, as if it happened in two different time and space.

The Daojun War is triggered.

Those old monsters who had been hiding quietly revealed their figures one by one.

All eyes are focused.

What they were looking at was a temple.

Shou He, who was sitting cross-legged in the temple and watching the fairyland, suddenly opened his eyes.

Just a moment ago, he felt his blood flow being cut off.

Realizing that it was Tushan Jun who was in trouble, he stood up in a hurry, grabbed the soul flag, and transmitted the blood and energy surging like a galaxy to the soul flag, calling out: "Old Immortal!"

clack.

A scarlet ghost eye opened from the main pole of the Soul Banner.

Formation said: "Be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire formation was covered with frost.

Click.

The formation that Tushan Jun had carefully arranged in his early years collapsed like rotten tiles under the frost and snow.

Shou He pulled up the Soul-Respecting Banner, and the divine fetus and the body achieved unity at this moment. The body and soul were stimulated, and the flesh and blood body was instantly covered with gold and became a divine body.

Shou He, who possessed a divine body, held the soul flag in his left hand to stabilize the collapsed formation, and controlled the heaven and earth with his right hand. At this moment, the existence underground in the forbidden land of the gods also used Shou He as an anchor to launch a devastating attack. "Kill!"

one strike.

The sky is stable and the earth is firm.

It was at the time of this strike that Tushan Jun, whose body was condensed by evil spirit, walked out of the Zunhun Banner.

"quick!"

The voice of the Lord of Heaven came.

The Emperor of Heaven did not break his promise after all.

He did take action.

Being able to take action in such a state, he has indeed done his best.

Shou He was also very good. He remained calm in the face of danger and handled the situation properly, winning a chance for Tushan Jun to recover.

What he's going to do next...

Tu Shanjun touched his forehead, and a pure white blood jade gourd flew out.

He used his hands as a knife and tore open the branches below the peaches.

With a slight sound, the magic medicine was about to escape into the void like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, but Tushan Jun would not give it the chance to fly away, so he urged the gourd to absorb it in.

Snapped.

seal.

The world is hidden within the body.

Even without the peaches, the peach tree is still vibrant, but unfortunately it is too old to grow another peach.

Perhaps it is because it is too old, or perhaps it is not the root, so it does not have the chance to be reborn again, just like it is not cold in the late autumn, and the fallen peach leaves are dry and warm.

Boom.

A hundred-foot-high shrine rises from the ground.

The chains took root.

Pull the ancient tree out of the ground.

Without the peaches, the sacred tree returned to its original shape.

This movement caused the sky to collapse and the earth to split apart. The huge Western Mountains fell apart and became flat, until the huge sacred tree disappeared. The last remaining trace of suppression on cultivators in the forbidden land of the gods also disappeared without a trace.

Those Dao Lords who were forced back by the shocking blow walked forward slowly.

There were four people in total.

One is that the whole body is cold, and even time and space seem to be covered with a thin layer of ice.

Wrapped in the aura, he did not reveal his figure, but looked up at the sky, then looked at the distant ground, and then said: "Hand over the magical peach medicine, and you can live, otherwise you will die."

The Great Demon Lord from the Demonic Abyss sneered with his long horns like hair on his head and said, "Even if you ask me to hand it over, he won't."

“Not only do I have no intention of handing it over, I also have to survive the calamity.

  "A weapon spirit transcends tribulation?

"interesting!"

The Great Demon Lord did not act rashly.

Ever since the last trace of energy in the forbidden land of the gods was shattered, the ancient thunder tribulation has been gathering rapidly. Now whoever takes action will be targeted by the thunder tribulation.

They have a short lifespan and are subject to the five signs of decay, which makes them more likely to attract the attention of God. If they are not careful, they will become the ones who are resisting disasters.

"This treasure is very interesting."

Another monk, who was also wearing a robe that concealed his figure and appearance, spoke.

Then he smiled and said, "We are all in the calamity. If he is willing to give up the peaches, he still has a chance to survive the thunder calamity."

"If you don't let go, the thunder tribulation will be followed by an endless killing tribulation!"

The threats from the Lord of the Great Dao are chilling.

Tu Shanjun seemed to recall the scene of being easily killed just now, and looked up at the sky.

He felt a fluctuation, a fluctuation in the sky above the forbidden land of the gods.

It should be that the Taoist Lord who is in charge of this place and the Taoist Lord of the Ancient Immortal Tower have started a war, otherwise these corrupt old men would not be able to approach this place so easily.

'What peer competition?'

Tu Shanjun sneered.

They are peaceful and harmonious when they are under their control, but when they are not under their control, they are more ruthless and cruel than the other, without even hesitation.

Tu Shanjun admired this decisiveness.

He should have understood long ago that this was normal. Powerful monks had the right to interpret all truths in their own way.

The Immortal Eyes swept across the four Dao Lords who were approaching but did not make another move.

Tu Shanjun knew clearly that they were waiting for an opportunity.

Now, no matter who strikes first, they will be affected and targeted by the thunder tribulation, and will also become a living target for other fellow Taoists. Of course, they must be more prepared for the attack of the Heavenly Monarch.

Therefore, we have to wait, no matter whether it is the flaws during or after the thunder tribulation.

Tushanjun showed no fear and slowly withdrew his gaze.

I could feel the terror gathering above me with every breath.

Purple clouds gathered from millions of miles away.

It was as if he was dragged into a glorious divine realm in an instant.

God's inspiration has locked onto him.

call.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Tu Shanjun looked at the soul flag.

'The three paths have reached their limit, and two more great saints' spirits have been added to extract Cui Jianlu's reincarnation spirit.'

'With the great formation of the ten saints' spirits and tens of millions of Yin spirits in the banner, the magical peach tree as the main pillar, and the boundless supply of evil spirits, I have enough resources to forge a magical weapon in the forbidden land of the gods!'

"You have to be careful."

"It's inconvenient for me to protect you during the thunderstorm."

Yan Tianjun’s voice came.

"It doesn't matter."

Tushanjun spit out lightly.

He looked back at Shou He who was holding the banner.

The longevity of the physical and spiritual body stimulates the divine body, which is like a war god with golden armor.

The aura of spiritual inspiration continued to rise, as if he had broken through the true and false threshold and entered the realm of the Great Sage. Along with it came a pair of golden eyes and an extremely determined gaze.

Shou He has the shortest cultivation period, but he is the strongest among all the generations.

Perhaps good fortune has finally come to me.

Tushan Jun stepped into empty air.

A stairway to heaven appeared before my eyes.

Take a step forward.

The robes were transformed into imperial attire.

The hair crown becomes the imperial crown.

One more step.

Hand over.

Pay respect to the stage.

The killing array and the general platform were suddenly formed.

The ghost king who ascended to heaven said in a deep voice: "If I can break through this calamity, I will achieve enlightenment!"

(End of this chapter)