I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1116: Traveling Back
The ghost hand twists the decision.

"The sky is evergreen."

"Give me three changes in hell."

Tick.

The black water drops formed an endless hell.

The ghost standing in the sky intertwined his fingers to form a summoning seal.

Pfft!
A shrine was reflected in the Taiyin Water Mirror.

Ke.

The second way.

Clang clang clang.

Three, four, five... sixteen,
seventeen,

Eighteen.

The eighteen-story shrine spreads from small to large to the sky. If viewed in light of the reflection of the lunar power, it looks like an eighteen-story pagoda.

Yan Huasheng used the Ghost Buddha's method, and his broken body immediately healed to a large extent, and his blazing Taoist aura was like escaping steam.

He originally wanted to split time and space to escape from the shackles, but when he took action, he felt indescribable resistance, and even the mobilization of his magic power slowed down a little.

"Time and space method?"

Yan Huasheng thought: "It shouldn't be like this. His three great ways don't contain time and space, and with his current Yin and Yang power, he can't reverse time."

Bang buzz.

Only when he straightened his body did one see the almost transparent silk threads rooted in his body.

The silk thread slowly appeared as it refracted the spiritual light from the Universe Refining Furnace above its head. Looking closely, it was not a transparent silk thread at all, but a divine lock immortal chain that condensed the true power of the Great Dao.

As Yan Huasheng struggled, the Soul-Hooking Lock sank deeper.

The ghost god Tushan Jun stretched out his big hand and grabbed the Book of Life and Death from the void.

Shake it.

The hammer in his hand turned into a jade pen.

The breath of Tao blows the scripture of life and death, who in the world can say that there is no death?

Splash some ink and draw a line.

puff!
Yan Huasheng spat out Taoist blood and coughed out the divine aura of refining. The wound on his Taoist body that had originally healed relapsed again, and the refining furnace above his head flickered.

Obviously, as a ghost cultivator, he was destined to be suppressed when facing the Soul Honoring Banner, no matter how many times.

However, Yan Huasheng did not give up completely. The furnace above his head turned into golden molten iron and poured down under him as he chanted the incantation.

laugh!
Made of flesh and blood.

A skinny Taoist with golden bones appeared in front of everyone.

"Daoyou, let's take turns to fight!"

Xiong Jianzun nodded, flew away and was about to get rid of the exiled immortal king.

However, just as he was rushing to help Yan Huasheng, the situation on the other side became equally one-sided.

Xiong Jianzun glanced over.

I was shocked.

The black-haired demon held a divine weapon that was like a sword and a knife, and shaped like a long hook, and slashed out while being tempered by the fire of karma.

Eerie and silent.

Then, she saw that the time and space in front of her were torn apart, and Fu Haidaojun's jade hand was easily separated from her jade arm into two independent ones.

"The Killing Technique of the Emperor Ji?!" The spirit of the Fu Hai weapon swung out a palm, and his eyes were full of fear.

She had only heard that Yuan Tong of the Ancient Immortal Tower had comprehended the Emperor's Killing Technique, so how come the black-haired demon god in front of her could also use this imperial technique, and his skill in using it was even better than Yuan Tong's.

The demon god Tushanjun glanced at the "Jiemie" in his hand.

This is a magical weapon simulated by his avenue, used to perform killing techniques.

However, he found that although Jiemie might be powerful, it was not suitable for him, so the Jiemie in his hand turned into another hammer under his urging.

"It's more convenient."

A steady and steady demonic sound came.

The demon god Tushan Jun used the military tactics of Emperor Chi.

Use soldiers to resist killing.

The murderous intent of yin and yang intertwined into a brilliant galaxy. The surging starry sky washed out pure murderous aura, which was grasped in the hands of the peerless emperor and transformed into a long iron hammer in the void.

The hammer comes from the wilderness, and is used to forge weapons and refine armor.

"Kill the soldiers!"

The spirit of the Sea-covering Instrument put two fingers together, swallowed the pot and poured it out, offering sacrifice to the River Styx, and the mythical creatures were reflected in the water of the River Styx.

Under the urging of her Taoism, one after another rushed out of the waves to fight against the Emperor's shadow. Roars were heard, shadows enveloped the universe, and the Styx hanging in the sky stretched out a long claw.

The demon god Tushan Jun let out a long roar, his black pupils rotated in size, and the mysterious power of yin and yang enabled him to fully unleash the power of the killing tactic, actually manifesting a blurry tiger shadow in the universe.

"That is?"

Taoist Fire Crow opened his mouth wide, not daring to blink, and exclaimed, "The shadow of the divine beast."

"Could it be that the Great Dao Lord is related to the White Tiger, one of the four ancient sacred beasts?"

"No way... reincarnation?" Bing Fengxi also found it hard to believe.

It would be fine if the Three Pure Ones each had their own supernatural powers.

If the demon body is related to the white tiger, then it is very likely that the Soul Honoring Banner was forged by the spirit of the white tiger, which is equivalent to confirming Tushan Jun's identity as the reincarnation of the white tiger.

It shouldn’t have such a great origin, right?

And Feng Xi thought so.

"No, that is obviously the refined power of the White Tiger." Taoist Fire Crow shook his head slightly.

Wu Rong peeled off the sugar coating and put the pill into his mouth. He naturally knew the origin of the solar tiger power, but he couldn't explain these things in detail to others. It seemed that Lord Owl was not a simple cultivator.

Just the seal that can open the caves in the world has benefited the underworld greatly.

In this case, it is not unacceptable to let Daojun Xiao take away the Great Sage Angming.

His face looked slightly pale as Wu Rong adjusted his magic power and internalized his Taoist blood to transform it into the subsequent power of the Zunhun Banner.

It was all well and good for him to support the master in his attack, but fighting against the three great Dao Lords who had transformed into the Three Pure Ones in one breath was too much for even him who had reached the second level of Dao Jin. I'm afraid it wouldn't be long before his blood and energy would be burned out.

Considering this horrific consumption, replenishing with top-grade elixirs is just a drop in the bucket.

However, a little is better than nothing.

It's always good to have a little strength.

There was a hint of worry in Elder Qiu's eyes as he looked at Wu Rong. This kind of consumption method simply could not be sustained for long.

We can only pray that Tushan Jun will win the battle quickly.

…The White Tiger’s fierce power!

The Dark Dragon stretched out its claws and angrily attacked the Lord of the Dao, while the Demon God Tushan raised his hammer and fell.

boom!
The avenue shook violently, and the universe and the starry sky almost collapsed.

Look again.

The demon god Tushan Jun has approached, and the mysterious energy of his five fingers has transformed into a divine chain of order to grab Fu Hai Dao Jun who is riding the sea.

"Sujian, save me!"

Xiong Jianzun could only turn back his body and go to rescue the Fu Hai spirit.

By the time he flew over to block the attack of the demon god Tushan Jun and supported himself with the Fu Hai spirit, Yan Huasheng's body had already been shattered by the ghost god Tushan Jun. The Eighteen Hell Towers locked up Yan Daojun's soul, and was about to swallow the Zunhun Banner. He could only grit his teeth and use his magical powers and Taoism.

"Back!"

Everything seemed to be frozen, and then quickly went backwards.

Xiong Jianzun attacked the ghost god Tushanjun without any hesitation and helped Yan Huasheng escape.

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Then he saw the demon god Tushanjun's huge handprint on the face of the spirit of the Fuhaihu, and he began to use the soul-searching technique.

"So that's how it is..." The Demon God Tu Shanjun hadn't finished his words yet, and his whole body froze again, and then returned to the time when he crushed 'Jie Mie' and turned it into the main hammer.

"How can it be so difficult to beat?!" Xiong Jianzun panted and squeezed out words from between his teeth.

He used his magical powers twice in succession. Even though he was traveling through the avenue, he still felt tired. A fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and even his lips turned a layer of white.

"Unless I go back to the beginning."

Xiong Jianzun hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, the burden is too great!"

"Once I go back, my mana will be depleted by more than half. How can I try again?"

"It's better for me to do it alone." Xiong Jianzun cursed in his heart.

If it was one-on-one, he would have a chance to defeat the opponent. But now he was in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat. Thinking of this, Xiong Jianzun became ruthless.

Twisting the decision, he said: "Heaven and Earth Return Shuttle!"

He only needed to go back a moment and use his magic weapon to rescue Yan Huasheng before she fell into hell.

And he himself was originally a cultivator who controlled the Fu Hai Hu. At this time, as long as he activated the pot and forcibly took back the spirit of the pot, he could rescue Yan Huasheng and the Fu Hai Hu from both sides.

However, all this depends on whether Tushanjun is strong enough.

Tushan Jun must feel something strange and make Da Dao Jun hesitate to cast the spell. Otherwise, even if he goes back in time again, he will not be able to achieve true rescue on both sides.

"You are so strong, please don't let me down."

"Time goes backwards!"

"Ding dong."

……

The ghost god Tushanjun hesitated for a moment when he was twisting the knot.

He felt the strangeness of time and space, as if this piece of time and space had been distorted in that instant. He still formed the Hell Building, wanting to use the 18-story shrine to evolve the Hell Lock Yan Huasheng.

call out!
Sharp golden light splashes.

It broke the tranquility of Taiyin Xuanli.

When the shrine of the Eighteen Layers of Hell appeared, Yan Huasheng had already left the realm.

"what 's wrong?"

The ghost god Tushanjun frowned.

"Time and space have reversed." The Exiled Immortal Lord said with a smile.

"So it was he who turned time around?"

The demon god Tushan glanced sideways and saw that the weapon spirit that was fighting with him had been taken back.

The Three Pure Ones are a trinity.

It looks like one person but in fact it is three, it looks like three people but in fact it is one.

It is a manifestation of contradiction.

"Why don't you stop him?" Demon God Tushan asked coldly, "The Road of Reincarnation is in you. Even if he can reverse time, Reincarnation will ensure that your memory is not extinguished."

"Why stop it?"

The Exiled Immortal Lord said calmly: "I have to see his limits."

"Just throw these two burdens back to him."

"If I tell the two fellow Taoists, he should have noticed it."

"Hmph." The demon god Tushan snorted coldly. He knew that the exiled immortal was right. If it were him, he would do the same. But who made him Tushan? Even if he knew it was the best thing to do, he would still ask himself and warn himself not to act recklessly.

"What do you see?"

The ghost god Tushan Jun was holding the real main pole of the Zunhun Banner.

"..."

"interesting."

"It can actually reverse time."

"I don't think it's a reversal." The Exiled Immortal Lord shook his head slightly.

He continued to explain: "It should be shuttle."

“If time is compared to a river without source and without end, it is like a fish in the river, which can go downstream or upstream at will, or even jump out of the river to see the past and the future.”

“In fact, he couldn’t turn the river back.”

"I observed him like this three times."

"Why did we all return to this time?"

"I guess he anchored us and himself at one point and took us on the journey. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had that subtle strange effect on us." The Exiled Immortal Lord thought.

"It would be much easier if this were the case." The demon god Tushan nodded slightly.

Xiong Jianzun on the other side of the river looked in astonishment at the three people who had transformed into the Three Pure Ones.

He just wanted to make the other party feel something strange, how come his magical powers were analyzed away so quickly?

He expected to be seen through, but he was not expecting it to happen so quickly.

What's even more terrifying is that the god who looked like a banished immortal didn't stop him the whole time. He was not influenced by him, but was observing him.

It was observed three times.

"It's going to be planted."

Xiong Jianzun said in a deep voice: "Don't hide, this person is really powerful, if it weren't for me traveling through time..."

When he thought of this, Xiong Jianzun felt helpless.

How come having two more helpers seems like having two more burdens?

"If you don't use your best abilities now, you and I will be trapped here."

Yan Huasheng let out a breath of foul air and said sternly: "To catch a thief, we must first catch the leader. As long as we can kill the Lord of the Underworld, there is still a chance of turning things around!"