I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1023: God Forging

Hot.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether it was steam or evil spirit.

Chaos of various colors was painted into divine thunder all over the sky.

The twelve-colored fairy thunder tore through the formation and broke through the sea of ​​evil spirits, and even thousands of ghost soldiers could not stop it.

It is impossible to ask for the protection of the great formation anymore.

Tushan Jun used his body as the center of the formation, and he performed various magical skills as if he was the ghost king sitting in the center of the army. At one moment, eighteen rays of divine light gathered from Tushan Jun's pair of ghost hands.

The Yin-Yang millstone hangs behind him.

The phantom peach tree becomes more and more real.

Boom!

Lightning initiation.

The imperial crown exploded immediately.

Thirty-six imperial tassels flew out.

Those beads as big as mountains that shook the earth shattered in the void and turned into boundless evil spirit.

Tushan Jun, with disheveled hair, thoroughly felt the horror of the thunder of the catastrophe.

The chaos thunder was about to tear his flesh and blood body apart and pull out his soul that was hiding deeply.

The bones and blood are screaming, and the muscles are hoarse.

The scorch marks from the heavenly tribulation spread from the forehead to the chest.

One of the two horns pointing obliquely to the sky had been broken off and was hanging down.

A pale ghost hand grabbed it and tore it off.

He opened his bloody mouth and started chewing.

The filling of evil spirit allowed the injuries on his body to heal quickly.

The terrifying evil spirit that had been accumulated in the forbidden land of the gods for who knows how long became his foundation.

This is exactly Tushanjun’s purpose, and it is also what Yan Tianjun had agreed to long ago.

The ghost kings of the ten directions quickly refined the sea of ​​evil.

God doesn't intend to give the Ghost King much time to breathe.

The boundless immortal thunder rose high into the sky and rolled towards the domain barrier, melting the entire void into a thunder prison, as if wanting to use this thunder prison to completely refine the powerful ghost who dared to challenge him.

Under the twelve chaotic lightnings of various colors, the twelve split into thirty-six, and then evolved into seventy-two...

The Ten Thousand-foot Ghost Emperor and his millions of troops were completely submerged in the thunderstorm.

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"Can we really survive this kind of calamity?"

Wang Yuwei of Dongxuantian asked bitterly.

Moreover, he only realized now that the weapon spirit did not use all its means in fighting against them.

Just looking at the Xuantian formation, the countless ghost soldiers and the ghost king holding the flag knew that it was not easy to mess with. The weapon spirit cast the most useful and powerful spell on the side of the golden-armored monk to protect his safety.

"The tribulation of a young person with great supernatural powers is just like this."

"However, when the calamity reaches its deepest point, there will be a human-shaped thunder calamity."

"Human-shaped thunder tribulation?"

Wang Yuwei looked at Jiang Chengzi who was talking to him and asked, "Has Daoist friend seen this?"

"I've seen it."

"Who?"

"My senior brother saw a human-shaped god when he was going through the holy tribulation."

"It turns out to be Brother Daoist Tang Anhuang, no wonder."

Jiang Chengzi was not proud at all, but instead looked into the distance at the starry sky that shone through eternity and cleansed the world from the terrifying sea of ​​thunder.

It’s not like he had never seen a Dao calamity before, but this was the first time he had seen one like this. It was truly rare in his life: “I’m afraid even a thunder calamity like this would be disastrous.”

……

Tu Shanjun had no thoughts in his mind.

He no longer knew how to think.

The only option is to face the thunder tribulation.

Concentrate your body.

Broken and reborn.

Broken again, reborn again...

It goes on and on in an endless cycle, reviving in destruction and destroying in revival. I don't know how much time has passed, how long it has been turning on the millstone of life and death, before a trace of consciousness finally emerges.

"The sky is evergreen."

"Give me three changes in hell."

"Immortal Hell Clothes!"

Chaos Thunder Forged Chaos Clothes.

In fact, that was not a robe but the skin of the Ghost King.

The adaptive magical power of the immortal body.

He had already shined when fighting against a group of saints.

At the end of the battle, many monks' magical powers were unable to defeat Tushan Jun, who had three heads and six arms.

However, in the end, he was no match for the four magic weapons and the young Holy King who wielded them. But this does not mean that this magical power is weak. It just needs time to adapt.

Fortunately, there is enough time now.

In the cycle of life and death, Tushan Jun's immortal body gradually adapted to the thunder tribulation.

Now he can only maintain a 'form'.

The withered bones with broken flesh and blood held up the Soul Honoring Banner.

It seemed as if God was finally enraged by this stubborn undead.

Mysterious light falls from the sky.

All void is annihilated.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine immortal thunders, which were close to the extreme, traveled through time and space.

It’s as if the horror of ancient times overlaps with the present!

With this blow, the Hell Robe that had taken shape was reduced to ashes the moment it landed.

Not only that, Tushan Jun's emaciated body also shattered.

Even the Soul Honoring Banner that supported the heaven and earth could no longer bear the divine thunder. The crack suddenly expanded to the entire main pole, and the blue-black banner cloth burned with chaotic flames.

  Boom!

The Soul Honoring Banner was broken.

A huge peach tree also shattered along with it.

Shou He, who was sitting cross-legged on the formation platform, let out a long roar.

He didn't believe that the old immortal would be defeated in the thunder tribulation.

He also didn't believe that the Soul Honoring Banner would be shattered by thunder.

But the fact was happening right in front of him, and he had no choice but to believe it.

"cough!"

A hoarse and weak cough floated down.

A strange giant ghost with only a few skeletons left was using countless black and red silk threads to lock the Soul-Respecting Banner that was about to collapse.

Tu Shanjun knew clearly that if the main soul died, it could be reunited with the soul flag, and if the soul flag was broken, it could be recast. If the soul flag and the main soul disappeared together, he would truly leave this world.

  laugh!

The intertwined black and red evil spirits reassembled into an immortal body like a print. The reborn Tushan Jun grabbed the body that used to be his own in front of him, and forged it into an irregular iron hammer with the blue-black karma fire.

He activated the ancient emperor's military tactics and struck the magical peach tree in the pool of thunder.

The ancient emperor was refining weapons in the galaxy.

Today, weapons are forged in the Thunder Pond.

boom.

The peach tree and the main pole of the soul flag were forged together.

The hammer and thunder merged, and even the newly formed body became the dregs in the thunder tribulation.

However, under the casting of the magical medicine peach tree and boundless evil spirit, the crumbling main pole did not continue to break. Instead, it was melted into one piece contrary to its normal state, and became tighter and tighter, adding some brown lines to the blue-black color.

  Relying on the abundant evil spirit, the main soul once again walked out of the soul flag and spit out boundless fire.

The wind is coming.

The fog rises.

The fire was swaying.

Tushan Jun, who once again possessed the ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma image, mobilized the military tactics and imperial energy within the great realm.

At this moment, he seemed like an ancient emperor who had awakened, grabbing the forging hammer from the endless void.

Then, the prison of thunder sent down from heaven locked up the evil spirit.

The chaotic lightning was captured by the Ancient Emperor and absorbed by the Zunhun Banner, becoming one of the divine materials for the Zunhun Banner to reshape.

  Ding!

A hammer fell.

Ten thousand disasters exploded.

The fire dragon rolled up the burning chains.

The lightning and fire intertwined into dazzling thunder and fire.

The Holy Soldiers are already powerful enough, but even though they created the world, they also shaped the universe.

The inner world of Fahe is still empty, full of deep chaos and vast turbidity.

However, the Soul Honoring Banner is no longer chaotic.

The sacred aura that emanates seems to come from ancient times and run through the future, like a rushing river blowing across the dry earth, giving rise to mountains, rivers, grass and trees, and giving birth to all kinds of living things.

The woven long banner depicts the high-hanging sun, moon and stars in the universe, as if encompassing one side of the starry sky, while the other side depicts the world of life and the dark sky of death.

life and death,

  Two sides of one body,

Reversal is reincarnation!

Tu Shanjun grasped the soul flag with his rough palm.

The starry sky and the universe are encompassed in one banner, and the earth, water, fire and wind reopen the world and evolve for eternity.

Now the Zunhun Banner finally has the prototype of a magical weapon.

not enough.

Look up to the sky.

Billions of thunder are coming.

Tu Shanjun raised the Honored Soul Banner and pointed it toward the sky, and shouted, "I respond to Heaven with my reincarnation. How will Heaven respond to me?!"

Boom!

The terrifying lightning seemed to completely annihilate this boundless domain barrier that was connected from top to bottom.

However, under the bombardment of such powerful immortal thunder, the half-skeleton evil ghost holding the Soul Banner in the hands of the Ghost King tore open his own head with a hideous grin.

One head instantly turned into three and embedded in each other.

The original two arms also grew into four arms.

The six arms each hold three secondary banners.

Eighteen secondary flags fluttered in the air.

Keng.

A huge shrine is located there.

The second way.

The third way.

……

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Question 13.

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Question 17.

Route 18!

The nested shrines seemed to be falling from the blue sky to the cloudy sky, connecting heaven and earth to prevent the pouring of lightning. The escaping waterfall of light quickly disappeared until the eighteenth-level shrine disappeared completely.

The evil skeleton ghost, which was originally composed of three parts but now has two heads, opened its bloody mouth.

Gulu!

  Billions of immortal thunders were swallowed up by the evil ghost!

hum.

Hey.

Lei Sha was refined again, and the Tao characters on the main pole of the Soul Banner evolved one by one.

The ancient characters engraved on the Immortal Scriptures.

The ghost kings of the ten directions and millions of soldiers are all included in the deduction of Taoist scriptures, which transform the ancient times to the present and extend to the future, telling the immortality of yin and yang, and finally becoming the volume of the Taoist Lord, interpreting the mastery of the great way.

"There is still one final step missing!"

Tu Shanjun looked at the Zunhun Banner that had turned into a divine weapon, and opened his mouth to spit out a small tripod.

It looked like a small tripod but it looked more like a cloud.

"Ancient Emperor's Military Spirit!"

I don't know who exclaimed.

Many Saint Lord monks looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man.

Wu Zhong from Jiancheng naturally recognized what it was.

However, it was not him who spoke, but a thin figure not far from him.

The man stared at the empty star field with a complicated expression.

Zhang Yajiu looked from afar and said nothing for a long time.

He finally understood why Tushan Jun was always unwilling to give in to the ancient emperor's military spirit.

Finally, he said in a deep voice: "The spirit of the ancient emperor's weapons contains the charm of the ancient emperor's weapons. It is a rare divine material in the world. It is melted into that divine weapon, and it is a perfect match."

"Today I am able to see such a magical weapon being forged. My life is worthwhile."

“This life is worth it!”

……

As the imperial energy was absorbed, the Soul Honoring Banner seemed to have completed the tempering of military energy, revealing its boundless sharpness.

The powerful aura that emanated from it leveled everything.

this moment.

The wind also stopped.

The rain also stopped.

The lightning above is also insignificant.

The avenue of the emperor's energy lingers like endless light.

The heaven and earth were silent.

Even the roaring sea of ​​thunder seemed to be fixed by the magic weapon.

clack.

The iron boots fell to the ground.

It is crisp yet it is a prelude, immediately bringing back the heavenly sounds of all things.

Everyone held their breath and no one dared to breathe.

No one wants to attract the attention of the banner-wielding demon god.

Or perhaps, they also realized that the thunder tribulation had not ended, and the spirit of the weapon had not yet achieved the great way.

Tu Shanjun held the main pole of the soul flag.

A sense of calmness burst out from the bottom of my heart.

"Death and life are orderly, which is the virtue of heaven."

"I will reincarnate to protect the world!"

Wow!

An illusory peach blossom appeared behind Tushan Jun.

Daoqi Textile.

Peach blossoms are in full bloom in the Nine Nether Demon Abyss.