I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1049 Future

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Ouyang Qiuxian is undoubtedly the most active Great Dao Lord in the Eastern Wilderness.

However, it is said that he was killed by the ancestor of the Yu family many years ago.

That battle was unprecedented and it was the event that resulted in the fall of one of the few Dao Lords. There were also countless cultivators who witnessed that battle.

Of course, the organization also collected the files, which clearly stated that Ouyang Qiuxian was dead.

It was also said that the sacred weapon spirit that was supposed to be in the center of the vortex and attracted a large number of Taoist geniuses to fight for it also exploded in the void during that battle.

  But now?

Lou Jingou only felt that the initial excitement and excitement gradually faded away like the tide. After the astonishment and surprise were gone, what remained was deep trembling and fear.

He never thought that he would meet Ouyang Qiuxian again.

He never expected that the unknown monk would hold a magical weapon in his hand.

The two are connected.

Lou Jingou came to a shocking conclusion.

Ouyang Qiuxian stood in the air, and the terrifying pressure of the True Demon Dao Taoist was fully unleashed.

Under the suppression of the Lord of the Great Dao, the great formation that was supposed to be in operation was forcibly stopped. Even the many great saints who poured in were frightened and dared not step forward, not to mention the winged infant who was in charge of the center.

The feathered infant felt that it was obscure and difficult to turn, as if he was moving an immortal abyss.

Even if there were no Tao flowers blooming in the void, Ouyang Qiuxian, standing there, had already reached the ends of the sky and the underworld, and blocked many saints of the Feathered People.

Yu Renhui was almost in despair.

He was clearly one of the masters, but now he seemed like a complete outsider.

Not to mention the mobilization of one's own strength, he couldn't even see the situation clearly.

"The Lord of the Great Dao has suppressed the formation. We have no way of using the formation to help the ancestor."

"Two Dao Lords?"

"Which powerful force is behind this?"

"Do you want to completely destroy my Feathered Race?"

"..."

"God will destroy our race!"

"..."

Wu Rong's face turned pale.

The cost of supporting two Dao Lords was too much for him to bear.

So much so that Ouyang Qiuxian, who was standing in the formation far away in the sky, actually began to flicker.

He could only pray to his master to quickly kill the ancestor of the Feathered People who had hidden in the magic weapon, otherwise it would be disadvantageous to them if the matter dragged on for too long.

Tushan Jun did not hear Wu Rong's cry.

However, if Ouyang Qiuxian were to walk out of the Soul Banner, facing the Taoist Master on the left and dozens of saints on the right, the pressure would definitely be great.

"That moment of pause is enough!"

"Recall Ouyang Qiuxian."

After hearing what his master said, Wu Rong was surprised but did not have any doubts. Instead, he waved the Zunhun Banner to call back Ouyang Qiuxian.

With the loss of a Lord of the Great Dao, the paleness on Wu Rong's face instantly disappeared, and his blood and energy became turbulent and stable.

However, without the suppression of the Lord of the Great Dao, the blessed land formation of the Feathered People began to operate again.

Tu Shanjun freed one hand and took Wu Rong and the Zunhun Banner in his hand. His icy white face suddenly turned into his true form of a green face with fangs, and thirty-six imperial tassels dropped from his flat crown.

The Hell Transfiguration robes are stirring.

The Yin-Yang Grinding Wheel fell from the void and hovered behind the Ghost King.

Of course, Yu Renying felt that the obstruction in the formation had been completely eliminated.

Ouyang Qiuxian’s reflection disappeared.

Now he too came to his senses.

It is true that these two are both Lords of the Great Dao, but one is a Taoist Lord of the Spirit of the Instrument, and the other is a reflection of the soul. All the pressure must be borne by the Taoist holding the banner.

As expected, the Taoist priest could not hold on any longer and took away Daoying. Now with only Daojun the spirit of the weapon left, they and the old ancestor could definitely work together to save the old ancestor from the dire situation, and also preserve the past and future of the Feathered Clan. This is the overall situation that he should protect.

  boom!

The torrent of Taoist magic exploded the void and tried to completely destroy Tushan Jun's foothold.

However, even if the void collapsed, the Lord of Life and Death still walked on flat ground.

Holding the Soul Master Banner in one hand.

Turn your back to the saints.

The right arm wrapped with the Soul-Catching Divine Chain turned like a spinning wheel, the Yin-Yang Millstones behind him contracted with a clanging sound, and a creaking sound came from the load of the road, as if dragging a deep world.

"Roar!"

The Ghost King howled.

The thirty-six imperial tassels shattered with a loud bang.

The red hair danced wildly in the void.

The flesh and bones under the hell robe were all tense.

  Keng!

squeak!

The soul-binding lock was deeply embedded in Tushan Jun's arm, entangled with the robe on his right hand and squeezed into his flesh.

Dao traces emerge.

But his expression remained the same.

The torrent of saints behind him was blocked by the Yin-Yang Grinding Wheel, and the heavy pressure of the Feathered People was borne by him. Amidst the roars, he dragged the magic weapon bottle out of the jade pool!

"not good!"

The winged infant screamed.

Everyone can see clearly how serious the ancestor's injuries are.

Only with the nourishment of the magic weapon bottle and the jade pool will he have a chance to fully recover. If he is caught by that terrifying Taoist, the ancestor can only fight with his seriously injured body.

Such injuries were not enough to support the ancestor in winning the fight.

"We must completely tear open the blessed land and connect the killing array to the entire Feather Clan's protective array. By then, even he will be defeated here."

Yu Renying glanced at Yu Renyue and Yu Renhui and shouted, "This is a life-or-death situation, help me!"

The clan protection formation would not be dismantled, but after he agreed to Yu Renyue's plan, they cut off the clan protection formation and made the blessed land like an iron passage.

If he wants to recover completely, he will need the help of Yu Renyue and Yu Renhui.

Both of them have magical weapons, and can mobilize extraordinary power.

Especially the Yuren Yue, which can carry the remnant of Hunyuan Dao.

If he were to take charge of the formation, with the combat power of dozens of saints in the clan, even a powerful Ichika Daojun would have to retreat if he stood here.

Yu Renhui was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and was about to crush the token.

However, the purple-gold thunder axe was already on his neck.

"you?!"

Yu Renhui's absolute coldness penetrated the skin.

Yu Renyue shook his head and said, "Don't move. I don't have such good control over my power now." Yu Renhui was filled with resentment and shouted angrily, "You are going to be a sinner for eternity!"

"If I hadn't known his true identity just now, I would have been guilty of this. But now it's different. He is Dao Lord of the Spirit of the Artifact!"

The unwillingness in Yu Renyue's eyes was gone, replaced by determination. He did not blame Wu Rong for lying to him. This was originally a life-and-death battle.

It's good if you can hide it.

You must be able to hold your breath at the critical moment. Even not speaking is better than speaking.

Silence works better than anything else.

He doesn't have to be silent.

Yu Renhui fell into deep thought.

He felt that what Yu Renyue said made sense, and his uncertain look made him speak.

"But if we kill him, the artifact will eventually fall into the hands of our Feather Clan. By then, even without the ancestor, our Feather Clan will still be top-notch, or even go further."

Yu Ren Yue shook his head and said, "I, Yu Ren Yue, never covet my friends' treasures."

"friend?"

Yu Renhui looked as if he had seen a fairy: "How long have you been together?"

“It’s not the length of time you spend together that makes you a friend; it’s because you are friends that you can stay together for a long time.”

Yu Renhui sneered: "Okay, then wait."

"You and I will remain in a stalemate. Then I will see how your 'friend' will settle everything. He will kill all of our Feather Clan and throw all of our souls into his magic weapon."

"That's good. We can't live together, but we can die together."

……

Yu Renying did not resent Yu Renyue's obstruction.

He had no time to feel resentment, let alone preach.

The torrent of the great formation is borne on his shoulders, and the life of the ancestor is also on his shoulders.

At such an extremely urgent moment, the only thing he could count on was the killing array in Fudi.

Now he has a more comprehensive understanding of Daojun.

In the past, he only knew that his own ancestor was powerful. After all, the ancestor was also powerful among the Yihua Daojun. But the current Green-faced Ghost King completely subverted his imagination of Yihua Daojun.

The Ghost King of the Road of Life and Death, holding the Banner Master and the magic weapon in one hand, with the Yin-Yang Grinding Wheel behind him to resist the stranglehold of the Blessed Land Array, can also pull out the Old Ancestor and the Treasure Bottle hiding in the Jade Pool with one hand.

Aquarius is not just a magical weapon.

The ancestor hid himself inside.

That is absolutely the strongest fighting power of the Taoist Lord and the divine soldiers combined.

Don't talk about dragging.

It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to shake it.

"what!"

The huge force of the Yin-Yang Grinding Wheel behind him vibrated, and a torrent of Taoist magic exploded in the sky. Even Tushan Jun could feel the robe behind him being shredded, and even the bones of his immortal Taoist body could be seen breaking with a slight sound under the erosion of flesh and blood.

After all, it is the formation that can contend against the Taoist Lord Shou Jin, and it is the foundation of the Feathered People.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Tu Shanjun's right hand remained unmoved and slowly turned back.

He forcibly pulled the magic weapon bottle in front of him.

"puff!"

His right hand thrust straight into the mouth of the vase.

The ghost claw groped and grabbed the thing inside.

"Come out!"

Tushan Jun let out a long roar.

"what!"

A shrill scream came from inside the bottle.

At the same time, there is also an extension of Devouring Avenue.

Yu Ren Fei He has fought desperately.

He was running the avenue and spinning the magic weapon like crazy.

Under the erosion of the devouring energy in the Chaos Swallowing Heaven Bottle, the robe on Tushan Jun's arm was melted away, and then the flesh and blood on his arm turned into pus and blood in the bottle.

In a short while, only a skeleton with the soul-catching lock wrapped around it remained.

The devouring aura also spread along his arms to Tu Shanjun's body.

"I told you to hide!"

Wu Rong immediately spread out the Book of Life and Death.

The Honored Soul Banner was transformed into a jade pen, which was used to cross out the name using the dripping blood like ink.

"what!"

Yu Ren Fei He screamed in pain.

Bah.

Like a snail without its shell.

The ghost hand, with only a skeleton left and soul-catching chains wrapped around it, grabbed a huge head from the vase.

"Fellow,"

"Please enter the banner!"

Tu Shanjun opened his bloody mouth without any hesitation.

  hack!

Only a headless body was left hanging at the mouth of the magic weapon's bottle.

The divine weapon fell with a loud bang.

  puff! ! !

The jade pool stirred up thousands of waves.

The person controlling the winged infant sighed toward the sky and lowered his head helplessly.

He whispered softly, "It's over!"

Yu Renying felt that if they dealt with it well or worked together, they would have a chance to defeat the Taoist Spirit of the Artifact.

Even if you cannot win, you can at least drag down the opponent's banner master.

However, not only did they fail to respond in advance, they were also unable to act in unity.

The ancestor had clearly predicted through divination that his time was coming to an end, yet he used this opportunity to eliminate the voices of internal discord.

In the end, he ended up dead.

I have clearly calculated my future, so why don’t I make changes?

What about the future of these people?

(End of this chapter)