I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1082 Shuttle
Senluo Palace.

Under the ferocious throne.

The young man holding the teacup is sipping tea.

Wu Rong, who was wearing a dark red robe and approached from the back hall, said, "What a generous gesture! The cultivators who sent the letter of challenge are all Dao Lords."

The young man glanced at him and said with a smile: "You are a natural genius. It has only been a few years since you achieved enlightenment. I, Bai Banshan, also admire you very much."

Listening to the flattery of the Taoist master of Guxianlou, Wu Rong sat down with a normal expression: "The Bai family of Guxianlou."

"Exactly."

Bai Banshan bowed slightly and said frankly: "In fact, to put it bluntly, this matter is nothing more than the failure of Cui's plan and the loss of the Divine Forbidden Land. It is not a big deal."

"Your Majesty is willing to meet me, so he should be aware of my purpose."

Wu Rong narrowed his eyes and asked, "So there is still room for maneuver?"

"As long as the Lord does not want to fight, the Bai family is willing to negotiate for him." Bai Banshan stood up and bowed.

"What about the conditions?"

"I heard that the Lord of the Mansion was from the Taiyi Sect."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm talking about Xingluo Taiyi."

"Later, the Lord of the Palace left the sect when he was in the Nascent Soul stage, and your master Tu Shanjun left long ago in dissatisfaction."

Bai Banshan tells the story slowly.

Wu Rong's heart was shocked, but he slowly relaxed. It was impossible that no one knew his origins, especially for a force like the Ancient Immortal Tower that could encompass the whole world.

He wouldn't be surprised even if the Ancient Immortal Tower dug up his past life.

However, these things he did could not become a breakthrough at all.

"Speak the key."

"Although your master and disciple have achieved enlightenment, they are still rootless duckweed after all. Ancient Immortal Tower is willing to help your master and disciple to make further progress."

Wu Rong sneered immediately.

His business had just started, and Guxianlou was already thinking about reaping the benefits.

No.

It's not about picking peaches, but about digging up the peach tree with its roots.

But he also had to admire the vision of Guxianlou.

He had just gathered some momentum when the people over there saw through him.

But these saints in his territory were guarding their little treasures, fearing that others would snatch them away from them.

But he is not without supporters. The Zhongtu Shengxian Sect is one of them, and secondly, the Ancient Emperor Dongyue is also watching him with his own eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, you should have heard that a rebellion just broke out here."

"What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"

"The Great Saint Angming of Jiming Mountain."

"He is not dead. He was rescued by someone. The person who rescued him is very powerful."

Wu Rong spoke very calmly.

Originally, he shouldn't have said this because it was a very demoralizing thing. If people knew that the rebels were not dead, it would easily shake the hope in their hearts.

"I promised him everything, even pierced his heart with a sword, but he gritted his teeth and endured it."

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?" Bai Banshan was somewhat surprised to hear this.

After taking a look at it all, he understood what Wu Rong meant, but he still pretended not to understand and asked a question.

Wu Rong retracted his gaze and said, "Even he understands that as a subordinate, doing your job well is the first thing. If something goes wrong, don't expose your backer. Even if you die, it will only be a little troublesome for your backer. If you expose your backer, you will be completely worthless."

"As a person, the worst thing to do is to be indecisive."

Speaking of which, pick up the teacup.

"Fellow Taoist, please."

Bai Banshan stood up and saluted, but he was not angry. He still said with a smile: "There are no eternal enemies, nor eternal friends. There is an old saying that goes, the butt determines the head. Daoist friend is sitting here now and has such remarks. If you take a step further in the future, perhaps you will have a different opinion."

"Lands and rivers meet."

"I would like to remind you that Yuan Tong is not afraid of tough battles or desperate situations."

"Thank you."

Bai Banshan left with his entourage.

……

Half a month later.

As the soul sent by Taijitian was transferred to the underworld.

The soul flag adds another soul of the Lord.

Halfway up the mountain outside the city.

Taoist temple.

Under the big locust tree, the red-haired demon god who was sitting cross-legged opened his eyes.

Grab the tiger fangs of the mythical beast.

Open your bloody mouth.

There was a loud creaking sound, and cracks appeared on the fangs of the divine beast and Tushan Jun as they collided.

A trickle of blood flowed out, but he ignored it.

Another bite and completely crushed the white tiger fang.

The Avenue of War is shaped like a ball of murderous aura, and as it runs on the star track, it transforms into a divine beast and attacks the sea of ​​consciousness.

The old ape in cassock woke up in the center of his sea of ​​consciousness and stretched lazily.

The old ape sat there like a skinny and shriveled old man, but when he stood up he was over a meter tall.

The dark golden monkey hair sparkles under the big moon in the distant sky.

It seemed that the robes on his body were uncomfortable, so he pulled them, revealing the shining golden armor underneath.

The Yin-Yang millstone hangs behind him like a wheel of merit.

Shake it.

The mysterious breath of life and death was refined into a long spear through visualization.

If one wants to fully display the magic ape fixed intention fist, long weapons are more suitable.

……

"What a powerful Four Heavenly Spirits! This method of visualization has been with me all the way. I have long been practicing Hun Yuan, just like a Dharma image, able to control it freely. I didn't expect that the White Tiger's fierce power would still take me some effort."

The old ape in cassock let go of his mysterious aura, and his appearance began to change.

It returned to its original state in a short time.

The White Tiger's fierce power is more like a trigger, or it can be said that it punctures the boundary between truth and falsehood.

After completely refining this thing, the sun star that was once a phantom in the distant sky was completely stabilized.

The magical uses of yin and yang are endless, and when used with supernatural powers they can swallow the sky and destroy the earth.

The most important thing is that after the combination of yin and yang, Tushan Jun has the foundation to completely cultivate into the Three Pure Ones. At that time, the three bodies will all be the original body, and there will be no distinction between primary and secondary. The combat power will more than double.

"Congratulations, Master, your divine power has been perfected!"

Seeing Tushan Jun walking out of the soul banner wearing the robe of hell transformation, Wu Rong bowed and saluted. As the owner of the banner, Wu Rong could sense clearly that the magic weapon in his hand had changed again.

He felt more and more that his decision was right.

It is true that the way he practices is to command ghosts, but it all starts with controlling flags, arresting spirits, sending out generals, etc.

He can safely pursue these magical powers and paths, and can also achieve them with the soul flags he forged, but those soul flags are not as powerful as this one.

Senior Brother Zhou Xinglie felt that he lacked talent and dreamed of continuing to serve his master after his death.

But he is different.

It was precisely because of the compatibility of their paths that he was able to cross mountains and seas.

In one step, I realized the truth of refining the false.

"Now that the two energies are balanced, there is a trace of the second half of the Immortality Sutra." Tu Shanjun smiled and nodded.

Lord Dao Xiao had indeed given him a great gift, saving him hundreds of years of hard work.

Especially at such an important moment.

It seemed that he was about to fight with Yuan Tong of Guxian Tower in the East China Sea.

Tu Shanjun asked: "Is everything ready?"

"Master, rest assured. Everything has been prepared."

Wu Rong looked stern and serious: "Compared to the Ancient Immortal Tower, no matter how well prepared we are, it is still insufficient. When two meet on a narrow road, the brave prevail. At this moment, we still have to fight in real battle to know who will win and who will lose."

"good."

Tu Shanjun's eyes were deep and his voice was hoarse as he said, "The other party has confidence in my second flower cultivation and has sent a letter of challenge. This is enough to show that a cultivator with my strength is not invincible in his eyes."

"in other words."

"I've basically been studied thoroughly by them."

"The variable is still you."

As he spoke, the pair of eyes with dark stars in the sky moved over: "I believe you!"

"Let's go."

Looking at the figure walking in front of me.

Wu Rong was a little surprised at first, then he became excited, and in an instant he became determined, and even had tears in his eyes. Isn't this what he wanted?

When he was in Taiyi Sect, he could clearly let his junior brother Yu Long take over the magic weapon.

But he just didn't want to.

That's why he took the initiative to fight and contend.

For what?

He did not dare to claim that he could control the fate of his master, but at least at the moment when he grasped the Soul-Respecting Banner, he felt as if he had controlled his own destiny.

Follow quickly.

Board the giant ship.

Wu Rong looked back.

The remaining troops of the Underworld are all on the giant ships.

Master Ruzang, dressed in a black robe, said nothing.

Mr. Yu, who was wearing a scholar's robe, had an angry look on his face. However, when he saw Wu Rong boarding the warship and the huge flag flying behind him, all his anger disappeared.

No one wants to go to war, but this is an obvious problem and something that has been left over for a long time.

This is the case for Wu Rong, who values ​​fairness.

Revenge when there is a grudge, and revenge when there is a grudge.

"That's all I have."

Wu Rong half-jokingly looked at the thousands of Jindan monks lined up in neat formation.

This is the weapon and armor that the underworld spent three months selecting. It would be very large for a small country in the mortal world, but it is not enough in front of the Ancient Immortal Tower.

"If we destroy them all, the only remaining heritage of the Underworld will be gone."

"Master of the Palace!"

The commander of the cavalry stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "We know that we are weak and pitiful, and now we can't participate in the war of the palace master, but at least we can still wave the flags and shout, and show our heroic spirit!"

"What's your name?"

"My name is Vortex Hodge."

"Okay, thank you all for giving me strength!"

Wu Rong patted the horse-headed monk on the shoulder. Wherever he looked, the soldiers had determined and excited eyes. Although there were not many of them, they were all carefully selected by the Underworld.

He didn't ask for that, it was all done by Yu Shen.

It is said that the momentum of the underworld cannot be weakened.

Even if something unfortunate happened, the power of the Ancient Immortal Tower would not wipe out all these Jindan minor cultivators.

Big powers always care about their reputation, and their reputation is their "credibility" in the face of the world.

He didn't make any demands for these underworld soldiers.

This is especially true for those saints from the Demonic Land who have just come over and are still waiting and watching.

There were only a handful of people on the entire giant ship, most of whom were patriarchs and geniuses of the leading clans in the Demonic Underworld.

Among them is the bronze soldier of Zhuyan clan leader Zhuyan.

The patriarchs of the Xiangliu and Yingzhao tribes also came in person.

There is only one saint among the mermaids.

Yu Shen calculated the time, and when the time came, he shouted: "Set sail!"

The internal combustion furnace that had been ignited long ago was filled with spirit stones, and the puppet equipment was running.

Hey.

Hey yo.

With the operation of thousands of soldiers, the 500-meter-long giant ship slowly moved its huge body and set sail from the Sky Harbor of the Underworld.

The moment he left the formation, he tore open the domain barrier in front of him.

sink in.

I don't know how long we sailed.

hum!
"Open the net!"

The remaining god is at the helm of the warship.

As the formation on the giant ship operated and the five elements rotated, a magical power broke the ripples in front of them, and a vortex appeared in front of everyone.

"Raise the defensive array."

“Maintain internal stability.”

"..."

Yu Shen directed in an orderly manner.

"shuttle."

At the command, the giant ship jumped into the river like a fish.

late.