I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1086: Disbandment
The hammer collided with the long hook.

Chaos has color.

The rotating eyes of Tushan Jun of Huadao Dutian are illusory about the peace of life and death.

He held the main pole of the Zunhun Banner tightly with both hands.

The undead body provides him with a constant supply of power.

The rising Dao patterns and mysterious aura intertwined into a restless and powerful force.

He had overestimated Yuan Tong as much as possible, but it was not until they fought that he realized the other party's ancient spiritual background.

The one who was even more surprised was Yuan Tong.

He is not young.

During the ten thousand years that he dominated the world, he had few rivals.

It's truly coming all the way from the top.

Those who are just starting to practice are at the forefront, and those who come later are even more famous on the list.

Since he entered the realm of Daojun, he dared not say that he was the strongest, but he was definitely the most capable in killing.

After entering the second level, he has never lost.

However, the weapon spirit in front of him was able to match him on equal terms in a hundred moves with such a frail body.

How can this not be surprising?

However, this did not make him retreat, but instead completely aroused his murderous nature.

Use the Emperor's Killing Technique.

The cold light of Jiemie in Yuan Tong's hand grew stronger.

The murderous aura lingered, like the palm of an ancient emperor, reviving from the fluorescent color in the sky.

A hook that could destroy the sky and the earth slashed from the past of the universe to cut the present in half, and also to completely separate the future of Tushan Jun, the Lord of Transformation, from the present.

weird,

Cold,

quietly.

bass!
A cold touch came over me.

Tu Shanjun used the magic ape fighting method to perform the Six Paths Soul Devouring and attacked Yuan Tong.

The 'nail hammer' was like a pillar of heaven that shattered stars, but at this moment he turned it into a long shield to protect himself.

He did block the long hook that was like a knife or a sword, but it seemed that he did not block the murderous aura that was coming, so that the murderous aura went straight to his neck.

The chill rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness.

It seems that no accident happened.

Until Tushan Jun attacked again with tactics.

Under the tremendous force, his head rolled like a ball into the abyss under the rainbow.

"Tricked."

This was Tushan Jun’s last thought.

boom!
The red-haired head immediately exploded into endless evil spirit.

"The murderous aura of the ancient emperor, he actually refined this thing..."

The Taoist master of the Hehuan Sect spoke in a deep voice with a solemn expression.

He felt that Yuan Tong was too strong. Even though his killing skill was powerful, it shouldn't be like this. He didn't expect that Yuan Tong already had the foundation of an ancient emperor and had refined the killing aura into his own path.

"Killing gods and demons to cultivate murderous aura, is this the killing technique of that ancient emperor?!"

"Can't be wrong."

"This move not only kills the present but also the past and the future. Even if the weapon spirit has an immortal body and can recover from its injuries, it will not be able to grow a new head."

"..."

"this!"

Yu Shen's heart was shaken as he stared into the distance. In his eyes, the sky was mysterious and powerful. He also saw with his own eyes that even such a powerful person as Tu Shanjun had his head chopped off.

According to Daojun, it seems to be the ancient emperor's killing technique, which can cut off three lives.

Doesn't that mean that you will never be able to grow a head again?

If even Erhua, the extremely skilled Taifu, cannot resist the opponent, can the Palace Master still survive?

Obvious.

The tall body with its head cut off was being eroded by the path of killing.

In a short while, only one ghost hand was left still holding the main pole of the Zunhun Banner.

"It's not time to despair yet!" Master Ruzang closed his eyes without wiping away his tears and blood. He had no time to care about these details, and his tone was serious and firm.

He was a monk who had witnessed Tu Shanjun's fight. On that day when the Divine Ban was enforced, Tu Shanjun faced desperate situations more than once.

"He's been beheaded, but he's not in despair yet..."

Chief Xiangliu almost collapsed and shouted in anger, wondering how he had gotten on such a pirate ship.

"over……"

Zhu Yan, the Bronze Soldier God, took a breath.

However, at this moment, the ghost hand with only half a palm left trembled slightly.

The black and red evil spirits were like burnt embers, gathering at the place where the Ghost Hand Avenue was eroded.

A few moments.

As if printed, the red-haired Tushan Jun reappeared in front of everyone.

"not yet!"

Taoist Chongtong hugged his shoulders and spoke calmly.

Elder Fu looked at the Taoist beside him in surprise, then moved to the demonic shadow in the distance.

Scarlet, pale, and eerie.

Or it could be evil intention.

Elder Fu originally thought that the weapon spirit had no power to recover, but he did not expect it to grow back in full view of everyone.

"he……"

"No wonder he dared to accept the challenge. His body can be repaired using magical powers."

"It doesn't look like a magical power, but more like pure evil spirit."

"..."

Yuan Tong's eyes were full of surprise. There was no way he could miss with this attack, and he clearly felt that he had hit the target. Logically speaking, the body of the weapon spirit should have no future.

How can something without a future come back to life and remain intact?

First there was confusion, then sudden realization.

"So that's how it is. You are a weapon spirit, and the Honored Soul Banner is your true body."

"I just hit your external incarnation."

"Unlike ordinary weapon spirits, your incarnation's main soul can be repaired using unknown magical powers."

Tushanjun was more focused than ever before.

He had indeed encountered a powerful enemy. Even though he and Wu Rong had studied the opponent and understood most of his methods, the background was not something that could be solved simply by knowing or seeing it.

Fortunately, he is not weak, and the myriad evil spirits can reshape his main soul.

Many years of accumulation were burned to ashes.

"I wonder how many times you can use this unknown magical power of yours."

Yuan Tong came with a long hook.

Tu Shanjun clenched the main hammer tightly and grinned: "Even if you refine the killing formula, you can't exert the power of the ancient emperor. How many strikes can you make with your current strength!"

Yuan Tong said coldly: "Killing you so that you can't be resurrected is enough."

"bring it on!"

Tushan Jun roared proudly and transformed into Tao again.

The mourning stick in his hand flew across the sky like a mountain pressing down on one's head.

If the opponent's body cannot be defeated, the Weeping Stick will not be able to exert its full power.

"kill!"

Another hit.

The sky collapsed.

The flying stars bombarded each other like hammering iron.

The avenue in the glowing breath was once again grasped by the ancient emperor's shadow.

Tushan Jun activated the military tactics of Emperor Chi.

The Taoist energy of the sun and the moon spins the mythical Milky Way, and the mysterious breath of life and death interweaves to form the unparalleled shadow of the emperor.

Chidi raised the iron hammer in his hand high, and turned the void into his anvil. Sparks rose, weapons melted, and the galaxy washed and refined the iron armor.

As if dissatisfied, a hammer flew over from the ancient times.

"Military tactics."

"Remove armor!"

boom!
The avenue roared and trembled, as if it was going to overturn the entire starry sky.

The long hook that was as sharp as a sword cut open Tushan Jun's body, and the long-handled Zunhun Banner hammer also hit Yuan Tong's shoulder heavily.

There was a hideous wound on Tushan Jun's chest, so deep that the bone was visible. The murderous aura was still corroding his internal organs, and it was about to completely wipe out the five qi in his chest.

The blood gushed out and turned into a long river.

The armor on half of Yuan Tong's body was deformed by the impact, and his flesh and blood seemed to have been run over by a roller, merging with the armor on his body.

puff!
Blood spurted out.

Even the internal organs were vomited out.

"I won!"

Yuan Tong Huadao's body could no longer support itself and collapsed, but he laughed out loud.

He knew that the killing technique would not accomplish any miraculous feat after killing the opponent, but in his current state, he was still slightly better and could win the final victory.

"The Emperor's Art is not my foundation for fighting to the end."

"My strength has always been the way of killing."

Yuan Tong obviously had no intention of helping Tushan Jun resolve his doubts.

Tu Shanjun grinned and said, "Because I have the intention to kill you in my heart, you can fight to the end."

Yuan Tong was shocked.

He truly felt the horror of the soul of the Lord of the Soul Banner.

Such a terrifying smell of battle.

Tushan Jun scraped off the rotten flesh on his body and threw the Soul-Respecting Banner back to the throne of the High King.

……

Wu Rong, who was sitting on the throne in the royal court, had divine light in his eyes.

Under the influence of the killing array, the world had already been turned into a furnace.

As the center of the formation and the person who mobilizes the sky, he can clearly see the battle in the central area.

Yuantian is the collision of two supreme divine weapons.

In this terrifying fluctuation, the united sun, moon and Mars are like ancient stars that are constantly washed by the Milky Way.

bright.

shine.

Unleashing endless power that can shatter the void of domain barriers.

However, it's still close.

He had used up all the double evil energy that he had accumulated, and even with the cultivation of three bodies, he was still a little short of defeating them.

Wu Rong, who was wearing a royal robe, had a gloomy expression on his face as he took the main pole of the Soul Banner.

The Ten Kings' Orders are displayed in front of you.

Get up slowly.

The blue iron banner was like a huge cloak of the sky, fluttering in the strong wind.

Stretch out your palm and clench it in the air.

He melted the Ten Commandments into the huge main pole of the Soul Banner.

It looks like a flag and also like a spearhead.

Thousands of auspicious auras and countless fairy silks.

The veil of life flutters in the strong wind, making the great destiny even more prominent.

"Wind, fire, and thunder!"

"exist!"

A sharp roar rose to the sky from the army, like the sound of a golden bell.

The flag was raised, with large, twisted and evil characters written on it.

The black and red flashes seemed to be drenched with divine blood.

"Refining."

The Lord of the Underworld gave the order brazenly.

The three banners flew out from his hand and penetrated into the three armies like a dragon and were taken by the Ghost King.

With the help of the Heaven-cutting Art, the aura of the peak Saint King was approaching that of the Dao Lord, and his aura was still rising rapidly, without any sign of exhaustion.

"Here!"

The bone-eating wind, the heart fire, and the Taiyin thunder instantly filled the entire formation.

Hey!
The soul flag hangs down.

The emperor sitting high pointed at the world.

"cut."

"Destroy."

"decline."

"exhaust."

"die."

The Five Kings of Heaven.

He stepped forward in response.

"Here!"

……

"punish!"

"Absolutely!"

"The general is here!"

The two most critical ghost kings stepped forward.

The person holding the banner of execution was Ouyang Qiuxian, and the person holding the banner of extinction was the feathered man Feihe.

The killing array encompassed the boundless sky and the virtuous earth, and refined the universe into a huge furnace.

The Lord of the Underworld, who was high up in the Ninth Heaven, raised his hand and threw out a jade seal. The jade seal turned into a huge mountain in mid-air, and was trying to completely suppress Yuan Tong, who had turned into Mars and was reflected all over his body, under the mountain.

The imperial seal is like the king's order.

Billions of soldiers,
Million Generals,
Ten kings gather around the emperor.

There are nine levels of heaven and nine levels of abyss, a total of eighteen levels, with billions of evil soldiers and ghosts rushing towards them.

The army and formation were one, and the Ten Kings became indestructible Lords of the Great Dao within the formation.

The flying dragon tore the space apart, the galloping mythical beast white tiger roared and attacked the soaring star, Kunpeng fell from the blue sky, and the golden crow danced at the end of the sacred tree...

The roaring demon god waved the weapons in his hands, and the cloud-stepping ghost soldiers formed the strongest wheel.

It is like the scenes from the mythical era are reappearing before the world.

Yuan Tong, dragging his broken body, turned a deaf ear.

He killed his way up to the sky with overwhelming force.

now.

There is no need to explain how close Yuan Tong is to Wu Rong.

"Killing only makes me stronger!"

Wu Rong, who was standing on the high platform, said calmly: "Killing will also generate boundless evil spirit."

Yuan Tong is unclear.

Pfft!

At this moment, a blue-white ghost hand pierced Yuan Tong's chest.

Yuan Tong's eyes suddenly widened.

puff!
Another ghost hand pierced his chest and came parallel to it.

Stab it!

A terrifying force exploded from his body.

Yuan Tong's Taoist body was suddenly torn apart by a pair of ghost hands.

late.