I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1084 Dao War
“He has attained enlightenment?!”

Wang Yuwei stretched his neck, dumbfounded.

He really didn't expect that such a short time had passed and the young cultivator who was holding the Zunhun Banner under the protection of the strange Taoist master had already achieved enlightenment.

It was just like a soaring sun rising slowly in the east of the East China Sea.

Unbelievable.

Before he finished speaking, the Xuanmen geniuses who had besieged Tushan Jun and Shou He already had bloodshot eyes.

The expressions are different.

Or amazement, regret, contemplation, jealousy,..., as well as indignation and greed in between, Xiao Xiu, who could be crushed to death with ease back then, is now completely ahead of them.

It would be fine if there was no intersection.

But they had participated in it, and it was as if they had witnessed the rise of a powerful person with their own eyes.

Perhaps it won’t be long before these great geniuses will be compiled into legends of great powers.

"He went before you and me."

Emperor Tang An said with a sigh.

"Amitabha." Xuannan also sighed.

It was then that he took action at the last moment, and it was really a pity that he failed to save the weapon spirit that was sinking in the sea of ​​suffering. Now, looking back, even the junior cultivators who wielded divine weapons have become seniors, and he cannot describe the feelings in his heart to others.

The most surprised one among them was Liu Yanghe, and his resolute gaze was shaken.

The Taoist Master of the Hehuan Sect, who was standing in the void above the palace, noticed his disciple's emotions and said calmly, "That was originally your opportunity. You didn't compete with others, so it naturally became someone else's opportunity. There is nothing to be disappointed about."

"This time, Xuanmen had a tacit understanding and several old friends came."

"That's what it's all about."

"It looks like a feud between the Ancient Immortal House and the Netherworld, but in fact it is a continuation of the siege of the Forbidden Land of the Righteous Law. You can just walk away after taking action, but the sect has to consider many impacts, the most important of which is to see to what extent this divine weapon has been cultivated and whether there is room for maneuver."

Liu Yanghe was surprised and hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, Master."

Daojun waved his hand slightly.

He talked about Xuanmen's plan, on the one hand to reassure Liu Yanghe, and on the other hand to tell Liu Yanghe what he should do as a disciple of the sect, so as to pave the way for the future.

If you step into the upper echelons, you won’t be confused.

Full of nurturing and concern.

Obviously, he has high hopes for Liu Yanghe.

……

"It was that thief who took away the old ancestor's soul!"

The disciples of Zhenxiu Temple shouted angrily.

There was also anger in the eyes of Taoist Master Zhenxiu.

The ancestor's spirit was dragged away in a grand manner and incorporated into the soul flag. This was a great shame and humiliation for the sect.

If the Ancient Immortal Tower had not yet made a move, he would have already intercepted the younger generation and forced him to hand over his soul and return the body of their ancestor.

……

"I think the various sects in the Xuanmen sect are ready to make a move." The Taoist master with double pupils, who was wearing a black robe and a hood, said coldly.

"They're waiting."

"That is to observe the situation." Elder Fu of Wanfa Sect waved the flag in his hand and ordered the disciples of Wanfa Sect to raise the Thousand Gates formation.

Even though this unprecedented war took place in the void of the Domain Barrier, the dissipated Taoist energy would inevitably have an impact on the East China Sea. With the buffer of the magic array, the East China Sea could be protected from sinking.

The Taoist Master Chongtong stood in the air with his arms folded. His tall body fixed the fluctuations of the flying light in the starry sky, and asked, "With Elder Fu's foresight, can the Lord of the Underworld defeat Yuan Tong of the Ancient Immortal Tower with the blessing of the magic weapon?"

Elder Fu's eyes flashed with suspicion. He did not offer any opinion, but looked at Manman Zhudao: "Elder, do you know what they are waiting for?"

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait until the Lord of the Underworld is defeated and dies, and then fight for the divine weapon."

Elder Fu continued to explain: "Elder, don't think that they are here just to clean up the mess for the disciples. Everyone knows that the magic weapon is different. In addition, the Lord of the Underworld has achieved enlightenment in a short period of time, which makes people jealous."

"The treasures in the world are inhabited by the virtuous."

"Virtue is hard to judge, but the level of cultivation can be determined."

Elder Fu laughed loudly. If not for this, the sect might have ordered them to come quickly, and this would really have the chance to develop into a major war.

Once the war starts.

If all the Taoists take action together, the coast of the East China Sea may be conquered.

By then, it will be more than just the survival of billions of lives.

……

The Taoist figure in the distant sky has a divine light in his eyes.

He wears a Jiuhuan Lesheng crown and a Xuanxian Guisheng robe, and there is a flying seal on his head like a big star, and his sleeves waving create a cool breeze.

The powerful man walking in the starry sky is Yuan Tong from the Ancient Immortal Tower.

There was no surprise in his eyes, but rather a calm and composed look.

There was no sign of murderous intent at all.

Only the eyes at the end of the divine light lit up slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "What a great ability! In such a short period of time, you have leapt from the peak of the Divine Transformation to the Dao. Your destiny has reached its peak, and you even want to borrow the destiny to go further. You are indeed unparalleled in talent."

"Perhaps I should have killed you first, instead of sinking Shinto's revival."

As he spoke, he seemed to be able to see through the Lord of the Underworld in the dark red robe and directly see the shadow of the ghost behind him.

Wu Rong, with fangs in his mouth and long hair like a waterfall, turned into a long rainbow standing in the void.

The mysterious breath of life and death expanded the sky like a sea of ​​clouds, as if it also wanted to completely clear and isolate the battlefield.

The ghost's shadow appears in the form of mist.

This state of possession is enough to unleash his full strength and also protect Wu Rong's life.

Tu Shanjun's long hair was loose, his blue-white ghost face and fangs moved slightly, revealing a grim smile: "Kill a person and pay with your life, owe a debt and pay it back. Your death is approaching, and I have come to take your life."

"well said."

"Kill for life. You killed my Xianlou Tianjiao and took away his future soul. You should give me an explanation."

Yuan Tong changed the subject and looked at Wu Rong and said, "I have an old grudge against him, but it has nothing to do with you. Put down your magic weapon and leave quickly to avoid losing your life."

If one is an ordinary person, it is inevitable that his faith in the Tao will be shaken.

Even if I could fight again, I would still worry about my life.

Wu Ronghe is a man with an unbreakable heart for Taoism. He also knows why he is fighting. If he wants to spread his Taoism throughout the world, there will be countless obstacles. How could he possibly give in?

He said calmly: "Your life is over!"

He said it lightly, but his expression was more serious than ever.

Yuan Tong is indeed a great killer. His killing intent is not real and is not targeted, it is the great way.

The killing monks always look cold, as if they are a piece of solid ice that cannot be melted.

However, such killing is still in name only.

If you have murderous intent and killing intention, you can kill people and enemies but you cannot kill the Tao.

The power before us is different.

His "killing" was silent, cool and quiet, just like the sky, and the sky also had a cruel and murderous aura.

Right now.

The flying star seal collapsed with a loud bang.

The cruelty of killing can erupt at any time.

The domain barrier completely collapsed.

The infinite abyss above and below is dark and deep, leading to the unknown starry sky.

Yuan Tong stared at the eternal deep space quietly and said calmly: "There is no absolute fairness in this world. If you are not prepared, you will die, that's all."

His great path is killing, and his murderous aura has long been interwoven into a heavenly net.

Just wait for a flying star to fall, and the heaven and earth will spontaneously combust.

This is not unfair, but a reflection of his means of carrying the great way.

Opportunities are for those who are prepared.

"it's over?"

The monks looked at the fight in deep space in amazement.

The collision of the great ways did not occur, and the Xuanfeng divine weapon seemed to have completely failed to exert its due power. In their eyes, they saw the sky and the earth suddenly collapse and turn into a piece of nothingness.

How can you display your magical powers if you don’t have a place to stand?

"Is it really like that?"

"It shouldn't be."

"..."

"Yuan Daojun is worthy of being the pioneer of the Immortal Tower. His avenue is truly terrifying."

Many Taoists were also amazed at Yuan Tong's methods.

It's not that they are unfamiliar with Yuan Tong, but no matter how familiar they are with him, they are not as surprised as when he takes action, and they become even more alert.

Yuan Tong waved his hand and was about to completely kill Yuan Tian's void.

However, just as he raised his hand, he felt a slight resistance.

Take a closer look.

The almost invisible silk thread flickered slightly under the divine light.

Then, under his gaze, and the gazes of many Dao Lords, lines of black and red silk threads revealed their figures.

The silk threads emitted mist, and that was mist; it was clearly the mysterious breath of the Yin and Yang Avenue.

The mysterious breath completely solidified time and space into a huge cake.

The Chain of Life and Death is like a knife for cutting a cake.

With just the slightest movement, everything in time and space would be cut into pieces.

There was no roar of anger, nor any ghostly howl.

The sky in front of me suddenly shattered.

A nail hammer that could tear apart time and space was tightly grasped by the blue-white ghost hand and headed straight for Yuan Tong's head.

And the hammer is like the avenue spindle.

Countless black and red silk threads tightened under the stirring of the spindle.

Crunch, crunch.

The crisp sound of collapse echoed.

Like the weeping of the road and the shouting of the sky, it is a precursor to the shattering of time and space.

"Suffer to death!"

It's like the faint Taoist music coming from ancient sacrifices.

crunch.

Crunch!

Bang!
Completely collapsed.

Yuan Tong had no way to avoid it. He could only rely on his powerful Taoism to resist. Countless fragments of the life and death thread turned into sword rain and washed over.

What made him even more defenseless was that the black silk locked his body at the same time as the 'hammer' was tightened.

This meant that he also had to face Tu Shanjun's heavy blow.

Keng!
Weapons collide.

The avenues collide.

boom!
The two shadows of the Great Dao, carrying the great power of the true Dao, unleashed a shocking blow.

It's like two worlds colliding.

The vibrating Dao Qi Xuan Feng shattered the domain barrier, and even the coast of the East China Sea trembled as well, as if it would fall into the endless ocean at any time due to the battle between the two mighty men.

The Yin-Yang Taoist of Life and Death grinned and swung his attack.

The powerful figure of the Great Cang Killing Dao fell from the distant sky, but stopped when he was about to fall into the void.

The magic weapon in his hand kept shaking.

It was a strange weapon that didn't look like a sword, but it was surrounded by murderous aura, as if this magical weapon had already killed countless people.

Yuan Tong, whose crown was broken and robe was tattered, had only faint knife marks on his body.

A little blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, but it instantly turned into mysterious energy and disappeared.

His figure seemed real and illusory. He was clearly standing here, but it seemed as if he was standing not far from Tushanjun.

Tu Shanjun, holding the main trunk of the soul flag, did not attack rashly, but gently uttered the name of the magic weapon: "Jie Mie!"

The whole person was surging like a mysterious breath, revealing Wu Rong who was in charge of the soul flag.

Wu Rong said in a deep voice: "He is not dead yet."

"I don't think he was seriously injured."

late.