I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1050

As soon as the soul entered the banner.

The Ghost King stood at the top of the sky above the blessed land.

The emperor's tassels hang down from the curtains.

The transformed hell is painted into a large robe and worn as a cloak.

Tu Shanjun raised his hand and looked at the skeleton ghost hand wrapped in chains.

With a shake of his arms, ashes from burning paper money flew up and down, growing from the very end of what remained of flesh and blood as if time and space were flowing backwards.

After a short while, a complete arm grew back.

The path to immortality is to recite the Immortality Sutra.

The mysterious skill is the best.

The breath is completely stable.

"It's done!"

Wu Rong, who was holding the Zunhun Banner, looked towards the Ghost King in the distant sky.

The mysterious breath surges like a great tide.

The spirit of Tao is like spinning thread on a loom.

The innate emperor of life and death in the great world inside Tushan Jun's body sat cross-legged in Tianyuan, echoing the peach blossom of life and death from a distance.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and his golden pupils suddenly split into two connected pupils. The Emperor of Life and Death slightly tilted his head, and a look of oppression appeared on his face. It was none other than Yang Shen, one of the three phases.

The Yang Spirit is conceived from the flawless golden elixir.

Calling him the Yang God does not mean that he is the most yang and powerful god.

Whether it is the 'Yang God', the 'Yin God' or the 'Dharma Image', they are all in harmony with yin and yang, and grow with the cultivator.

Today, Tushan Jun's Yin God and Yang God are no less powerful than the innate divine 'Dharma' born in the great world within his body.

Tao flower.

No matter it is real or illusory, good luck or bad luck, it is a manifestation of one's own Tao.

The ones who truly carry the great way are the monks.

In other words, the three phases in the body can be described as "flowers". It does not mean that three Taoist flowers appearing on the top of the head means the three flowers gathering at the top of the head, but it is the ultimate practice of the "Dharma phase", "Yang God" and "Yin God".

Only by pushing these "three flowers" to the peak can one have the opportunity to achieve enlightenment.

Tu Shanjun is now in the process of internal cultivation.

The Yang God walked out of the great world, sat in the sea of ​​consciousness, and carried the Yin and Yang Avenue.

Twisting the Yin-Yang technique with hands.

The Taoist aura formed by the interweaving of black and white is surging from within the body.

The inspiration from the Great Dao was like a carving knife, gradually carving the rough Yin-Yang grinding wheel.

The grinding disc has two layers, inner and outer.

Gradually raise it above the head and merge it with the illusory Tao flower.

The Taoist flower is white on top and black on the bottom, with distinct lotus petals, and finally it slowly blooms.

The yin and yang energy surged like ripples in the fairyland.

The flower of Tao is rooted in the endless depths of the underworld, reaching up to the thirty-third level of clear sky.

The blooming Taoist flower spun around and around, slowly moving from above his head and hanging again behind Tushan Jun. The Yin-Yang Taoist flower was like the real core of the Tao, and as it slowly rotated, infinite Taoist energy was woven into mysterious silk.

The mysterious divine light is restrained yet seems like an indestructible divine weapon, simple yet sharp.

The dissipated Taoist aura hung down in pitch black, transforming into an embellishment on the robes.

Although they are just some pendants, they look much more solid than the Chaos Shield.

If the Ghost King just now could evolve such a method of Yin and Yang, even the large formation placed in the blessed land of the Feathered People and the torrent of dozens of saints would not be able to break the defense of his Yin and Yang Millstone.

"That is?!"

"Daohua, the second one!"

There was another commotion among the saints.

A breath of Tao and inspiration flew out.

Among the saints, those with less cultivation could only barely use their internal energy to resist, but still could not resist and spit out traces of blood.

At the same time, the shock in their eyes became even greater.

What they were facing was actually a Erhua Daojun.

Such cultivators are among the best in the entire Eastern Wilderness.

Not to mention that there are only more than twenty saints joining together to form a large formation. Even if there are twice as many of them and they echo the clan protection formation, they are afraid that they will not be able to do anything to the other side.

It was obvious that the opponent was not Erhua just now, but he accomplished such a feat only after killing the ancestor of their Feather Clan.

Defeating the enemy and advancing forward will become an indelible legend.

But everyone just felt bitter.

Because that stepping stone was the ancestor of their Feathered People.

The entire Feathered People Clan will always be the one being arranged in the storybooks.

People in later generations will make up many stories to prove this day, and whenever they mention it, they will inevitably mention these "idiots".

Perhaps, they will not even see that day, and after they take action, they will inevitably face an extremely brutal reckoning.

"Escape, how to escape?"

"How do you spell it?"

no one knows.

There were only two people whose performance was completely different from that of the other saints, and they were Yu Renzheng and Lou Jingou. Yu Renzheng tried his best not to recognize them.

Lou Jingou had cold sweat streaming down his forehead and his pupils trembled uncontrollably.

The organization's records on the 'Ghost King' have gradually become comprehensive.

It is because of this understanding that he knows how powerful the other party is.

Today he witnessed with his own eyes that the strength of Daojun Qiling was further improved. Such a secret was simply not something that a top Saint King like him could keep.

"Repent!"

Lou Jingou's knuckles turned pale from holding the gourd too tightly. Thinking that the other party knew his identity, Lou Jingou felt that "God has doomed me".

He was lucky enough not to be killed by the ancestor of the Feathered People, but now he is going to be killed by an Erhua Daojun.

Not to mention Lou Jingou, Yu Renhui, with an axe on his neck, was stunned and could only smile helplessly.

They were able to fight hard in the flower realm just now, so how can they fight now?

One drop of Daoist blood from the Taoist Master was enough to kill them, not to mention that the Second Flower Taoist Master in front of them had already stabilized his spiritual power and was standing next to the Taoist holding the banner.

At this moment, everyone ignored the fact that the Ghost King was the spirit of the Soul-Respecting Banner. It was not that they did not want to mention it, but they simply did not dare to mention it.

Yu Renying took a step forward and bowed his hands, saying: "No matter how many mistakes I made, they are all my fault. I am willing to commit suicide to apologize. I hope that you can show mercy and let them live. The Yu Ren cultivators will never dare to appear in front of you, forever and ever."

"Uncle Six!"

"Sixth uncle!"

"..."

The saints were shocked and sad.

The virile saint took a step forward, gritting his teeth and said, "Sixth Uncle, why do you have to do this? Even if you die, you can't be saved. My Feathered People are definitely not a cowardly race, and my Feathered Saints are definitely not cowards. I am willing to fight to the last drop of my holy blood."

"Fight to the last drop of blood!"

"war!"

One word response.

All saints share the same hatred.

Yu Renhui stared at Yu Renyue coldly, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said softly: "You are not the only one who cares about the future of the clan, Yu Renyue. Every saint is like this. They may not respond to your call, but they are not scum who beg for mercy."

"Their actions may seem inconsistent, but in fact they always stand on one position, which is the Feathered People and their future."

"You said the ancestor killed the old patriarch. Who saw it?"

"If the ancestor wanted to kill him, why did he allow a top Saint King to appear in the clan?"

"Because the ancestor knows very well in his heart that one day, someone will overthrow his rule. This person could be you, or it could be me, or even more likely in the distant future."

"But you are too clever for your own good and have ruined the future of the Feathered People."

Yu Renyue looked at Yu Renhui calmly and said, "The universe does not revolve around us, the Yu Ren people. We want to isolate ourselves from the outside world, but the outside world does not think so. The world is a complex and intertwined world. We cannot be immune to it, nor can we live in long-term peace and stability."

Yu Renhui sneered: "But who can you represent?"

"In this world, you can't represent anyone but yourself."

“He can represent me!”

A deep but extremely clear voice echoed in the distant sky.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

The person who spoke.

Wearing Taoist robes and holding a soul-honoring flag.

The Second Flower Artifact Spirit Dao Lord stood beside him as a protector.

The long crown was broken, causing the hair to fall loose, and the five holy soldiers were looming.

He looked even taller as he was surrounded by the myriad of negative energy.

On his slightly pale face was a tall, hooked nose, which not only did not destroy his handsomeness, but instead made him look more sharp, capable and stylish.

The Taoist stood tall, like a javelin, his cold eyes swept over but revealed kindness and warmth: "Because he is my friend!"

Yu Renyue's eyes were filled with tears that almost burst out, and even the purple-gold thunder axe in his hand was shaking slightly.

He actually didn't dare to gamble, nor could he say too much, but as he said, he regarded Wu Rong as a friend, and they had been completely friends since that day in Feixian Tower.

At that time, both of them were ambitious. One wanted to achieve enlightenment, and the other wanted to overthrow the corruption in his family. So they hit it off and decided to do such a great thing. They could not say that they lived together, but it was equivalent to dying together.

None of them said it explicitly, but they all had dreams in their hearts.

Take back the purple gold thunder axe.

Yu Renyue was so excited and happy, and he felt that this trust was precious.

Wu Rong also acknowledged this friend when he stated his purpose in Feixian Tower.

He has met many people in his life and has quite a few friends, all of whom parted ways for different reasons, but he didn't feel a thing, because at least at that moment, they recognized each other.

Even if Yu Ren Yue did not take action to stop Yu Ren Hui, or even joined the attacking army, Wu Rong would not blame him. People are not static, and their thoughts change faster than their actions.

Because of this, Yu Ren Yue’s attack is even more precious.

As for whether the two have their own purposes.

  Have!

Wu Rong didn't care.

Making friends is accompanied by various purposes, even for children. Those who have no desires will not make friends.

Wu Rong unfolded the scroll of life and death in his hand and said in a loud voice: "The feathered man is not He, his life span has come to an end but he lingers in the world of the living and is unwilling to leave, swallowing up the sky and the earth, interfering with life and death, and affecting reincarnation."

"The underworld has issued an order, ordering me to come and capture him."

"The matter is done, the feathered man Fei He has been executed!"

"To all the cultivators in the world, life and death are determined by fate. Do not disturb the order of heaven."

Putting away the Scroll of Life and Death in his hand, Wu Rong walked down from the sky.

He passed by the winged infant who bowed and saluted.

He didn't even look at the other person, nor did he say anything. He walked straight to Yu Renyue and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your help, if it weren't for your help, I would have been in trouble."

"……,No."

Yu Renyue was shocked and waved his hands quickly.

He didn't dare to take credit.

Although the Five Saints were all injured to varying degrees in this battle, fortunately they were still able to be saved. If it weren't for Wu Rong, they would all have died here.

"It all depends on fellow Taoists, and..."

Yu Ren Yue looked at the tall Dao Jun standing beside Wu Rong.

Wu Rong smiled and said, "This is my job."

late.