I am the main soul in the soul banner

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Tu Shanjun looked back.

He didn't expect such a powerful technique to exist.

"No, it's not a spell, it's an explosion of spiritual objects and Yinshen."

Spreading his consciousness, Tu Shanjun discovered the truth of the matter.

Lu Guang blew himself up to the Yin God and blew up the entire Blood Spirit Hall.

Not only that, the golden flame from the explosion evaporated most of the blood pool.

The blood demon got out of the blood pool, half of his body disappeared, and the aura on his body became extremely weak.

If he hadn't been connected with the blood pool, at that distance, he might have died.

He shouldn't be chasing those qi cultivators of the Five Spirits Sect.

But there was no way, he needed more powerful strength at that time, he had to replenish it with flesh and blood, how could the living people who came to him be let go.

The Gorefiend really didn't expect that the foundation-builder cultivator who came flying from the Yin God would be such a ruthless person.

Doesn't that person know that self-explosion of the Yin God will make him a living dead?
There may be no way to wake up in a lifetime.

Living as a living dead is more painful than dying.

Raise the arm, leaving only a bare piece.

That half of the arm was chopped off by Jian Guang.

There are too many wounds on his body, and the pool of blood can't be blocked.

"Hahaha."

"Blood Jade Magic Pill Marrow."

Old Ancestor Feng, with disheveled hair, clenched the elixir in his hand and laughed maniacally. His lifelong goal was finally coming true.

Laughing out of breath, he coughed violently.

vomit.

Datan's blood spat out from Feng Patriarch's mouth, and some internal organs could still be seen.

The dangling body was supported by the flying sword.

He used all his belongings and still couldn't stop Lu Guang's self-destruction.

Under the self-destruction of this kind of power, there is no way to be alone.

Now his strength is less than three or four.

Fortunately, he got the blood jade magic elixir he wanted as he wished.

He will become a Golden Core monk.

"Ah."

The Gorefiend laughed coldly, and looked at Old Ancestor Feng like a fool.

"Devil, what are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for being played around and you don't know." The blood demon laughed, touching the wound, making him dare not move: "The blood jade magic marrow in your hand has already become an empty shell, there is no way to do it." Help you become a Jindan real person."

Old Ancestor Feng froze for a moment, then looked at the Blood Jade Magic Pill in his hand, his gaze was a little more hesitant.

Shaking his head slightly, he tried to input a little magic power.

Boom.

The Blood Jade Magic Pill Marrow was shattered.

It is indeed an empty shell as the Gorefiend said!

"puff."

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, Feng Patriarch looked up to the sky and shouted: "Impossible!"

The Gorefiend laughed.

Yes, he was already dead.

What remains now is only the former Yin God of Foundation Establishment.

If it weren't for the support of the Blood Jade Art Pill Marrow for so many years, he really wouldn't be alive now.

He also refined the blood pool, integrated his body into it, and existed in the way that spiritual objects entrusted Yinshen.

Feng Patriarch murmured and shook his head: "No, how could it be broken."

"You lied to me."

"It's not an empty shell."

Feng Laozu used mana to carefully reattach the shattered empty shells.

Holding it in the palm of my hand, I was stunned like a mourning concubine.

Tu Shanjun couldn't help sighing, he didn't expect such a result in the end.

The head of the Five Spirit Sect blew himself up, and the Yin God severely injured the Blood Demon, and at the same time injured the ancestor Feng of the Yuan Ling Sect.

In the end of this kind of three-lose situation, the elixir that they fought for turned out to be an empty shell.

Hopes were shattered, Yuan Lingzong Feng's ancestor was traumatized and even had a lot of problems with his sanity. In addition to being seriously injured, he was overjoyed and sad, and the future was unpredictable.

"Even if there is no alchemy spiritual object, I can still form alchemy."

Feng Laozu crushed the empty shell in his hand.

Although his eyes were full of despair, he was still not defeated.

Forcibly using mana to drag the disciples of Yuan Lingzong into the cloud of escaping light, and using escaping techniques to leave the formation.

"Boom."

With the collapse of the Blood Spirit Hall, the entire formation began to shake.

Zongmen disciples escaped faster.

The ancestor of Yuan Lingzong is still alive, and the foundation-building escape technique can be regarded as flying through the clouds, so it is not difficult to carry a Qi-training monk.

The disciples of the Five Spirits Sect have good cultivation bases, and they are also very fast at controlling their own swords.

They didn't know the situation of their own head, so they could only run away desperately.

The casual cultivators scrambled to leave the formation.

The blood demon rose from the ground, and the blood pool under his feet turned into a blood mist covering the formation.

From time to time, casual cultivators fell into the blood mist and turned into a handful of pus and blood.

"The injury is too serious."

The Gorefiend remembered many things. He remembered that he had fought many people, but he still didn't remember who he was.

"who am I?"

Gorefiend raised his only remaining arm, and what caught his eyes was pale. He whispered to himself, "As long as I become stronger, I will definitely be able to remember who I am."

The mist filled the air, and the water accumulated in the blood pool rose, covering the entire Blood Spirit Hall.

Tu Shanjun had already taken Wen Yue away.

They didn't care about the blood jade magic pill, let alone fight for it.

Even if Fa Dansui is not an empty shell, Mr. Tu Shan is not sure about snatching it from the ancestor of Yuan Lingzong.

Fly out of the formation.

The original grayness was swept away, and there was a clear sky with a thousand miles of wind and clouds in front of me.

The battle pressure of the monks in the foundation building period is very heavy. Many monks have already come out. Except for the monks of the Zongmen, the ones who come out now are casual cultivators who want to find opportunities in the end.

"I don't know if Zhang Daoyou and Xu Daoyou have come out." Wen Yue looked back at the formation.

With the collapse of the Blood Spirit Hall, the formation is about to be re-sealed.

If they don't come out, it's okay for a short time. If they stay inside for a long time and wait until their mana is exhausted and the evil spirit enters their bodies, they will become unconscious walking corpses after a long time.

Recalling that he had passed sound symbols to the two of them, Wen Yue hurriedly entered mana to inquire.

"Friend Daoist Wen?"

"Have you come out yet?"

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wen, for your concern. We left in the morning."

Wen Yue breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing's caution saved them.

Who would have thought that a total of five Foundation Establishment cultivators would appear in the Blood Spirit Hall.

Datou and Tu Shanjun did not participate in the battle, but the remaining three participated in the battle and wiped out the entire Blood Spirit Hall.If it is affected, it will definitely be either dead or injured.

The big head is used to thinking a lot, and always feels that he has to think carefully, and he will not make a move easily if he is not sure.

But Tu Shanjun didn't make a move because he wanted to protect Wen Yue, and because there was no benefit in making a move, it would be easy to make a wedding dress for others.

If it weren't for Tu Shanjun breaking through the foundation building period, he would have become a prisoner by now.

Thinking of this, Tu Shanjun immediately looked for the big head.

This guy waits for his opportunity like a viper.

Whenever Tu Shanjun's breath was abnormal, he would come up and take a bite, which made Tu Shanjun very annoyed.

Spreading his consciousness, he didn't find the figure of the big head.

"It's really fast." Tu Shanjun sighed secretly.

I didn't think before that the big-headed ghosts could be found slippery in these two confrontations, which was far beyond the comparison of the remaining four ghosts.

It's a pity that when he caught up with the big head, he was promoted to the foundation establishment stage first, so it's not easy to invite him into the banner.

Later, after Tu Shanjun built the foundation, another battle broke out in the inner hall. For the sake of Wen Yue's safety, it was not easy to use up mana.

Xiaoling State is such a big place, you can always find a big head.

The Qingwen Temple is still there, and the monks can't run away from the temple if they run away.

Wen Yue asked: "Sir, can we close the formation?"

Tu Shanjun stood in front of the opening of the formation, and he saw that the formation was collapsing.

It won't be long before the formation shatters, and the entire Nanyue Mountain will sink to block the underground holes. Maybe there will be no Nanyue Mountain in the future.

"Wait for it to collapse naturally"

This is a process, and there is no way to intervene, at least Tu Shanjun can't do it now.

"Will the blood demon inside make trouble?"

Wen Yue was even more worried that the Gorefiend would appear in Tongguan. With the opponent's strength, Tongguan had no room to resist.

"The Blood Demon is on the verge of death, and there is no one in ten of his strength, but I may not be his opponent."

Tu Shanjun used sound transmission to tell Wen Yue that he didn't really know whether the blood demon had any trump cards, and such a dangerous person was not something that a Yin spirit who had just entered the foundation-building realm like him could compete with.

The most important thing is that Wen Yue's mana is not enough.

Tu Shanjun didn't say it explicitly, but Wen Yue could still hear the implication.

In his heart, Mister is invincible.

The realm of Qi training is opened, and the rebirth of the ghost king can block the flying sword of the foundation-building monk.

Now that the foundation has been successfully established, how could he be afraid of the blood demon whose strength is no longer in ten.

The reason is that his cultivation base is too low, and there is no way to provide enough magic power for Mister to fight.

Wen Yue's expression was gloomy, and he realized that his strength was still limited after meeting the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"gentlemen……"

"Ok?"

"It's nothing, sir, please set up the formation."

Just as Tu Shanjun had this intention, he used runestones to arrange a layer of formations, temporarily sealing the opening of the formation.

With Foundation Establishment cultivators as the blocking formation, it would be difficult for anyone other than Foundation Establishment cultivators to decipher it, and the Gorefiend suffered severe injuries, so it was impossible to quickly unravel the formation.

The blood demon's injury can't be healed well within a few years.

After finishing everything, the two left Nanyue Mountain and returned to Tongguan.

At Tongguan, Tu Shanjun returned to the soul banner. He would increase Wen Yue's burden if he stayed outside, so it was better to return to the soul banner.

A few days passed in a hurry.

Just take advantage of this time to sort out the harvest.

"Ask Soul"

【extract:】

[Blood Abyss Demon Art Synthesis (Practicing Qi, Building Foundation)]

【Spirit Demon Blood Killing Technique】

[Formation: Eight-Pillar Blood Lock Trapped Formation (formation, formation solution)]

The Blood Abyss Demon Art is the fundamental method of the Blood Spirit Palace, and it is recorded in comprehensive chapters.This technique is better than the Xuesha Dafa, and the transformation of spiritual energy and mana is stronger. The advantage is that its side effects are not high, but it will make people more withdrawn and indifferent.

"Spirit Demon Blood Killing Technique."

Tu Shanjun murmured, but he still had a spirit and demon fusion technique in his mind.

This way of naming, it is hard not to link them together.

The blood killing technique can use one's own blood to condense a blood man. The blood man has about [-]% of the strength of the user, and it is even more powerful if it is used to self-destruct.

As far as the formation, Cheng Hui dabbled less, and only studied it for a while.

Those two magic skills are enough to consume energy, and if you learn more, you still don't know that you will be able to practice Qi and build a foundation in the Year of the Monkey.

No wonder the other party went in early but didn't go to the medicine field to take the two hydrangeas. It turned out that they didn't know the solution to that formation.

When Wen Yue sorted out Cheng Huina's talismans, besides the classic skills and spells of the Blood Spirit Hall, the biggest harvest was a foundation-building pill.

Cheng Hui should have gotten it from the second floor of the blood pool.

If he already had the Foundation Establishment Pill, he would not need to open the Blood Spirit Hall at all.

In the past few days, Tu Shanjun didn't even understand the blood abyss magic art thoroughly, and he didn't read other classics.

Wen Yue didn't dare to neglect for a moment, and worked hard to practice.

Neither of them had any plans to return to Liangdu. At least they had to wait until Nanyue Mountain completely collapsed and buried the Blood Spirit Palace before they could leave, otherwise the people in Tongguan would easily suffer.

It would be even better if we could find another opportunity to gather a batch of evil energy and condense the ghost pill.

"Boom."

Nanyue Mountain sank several feet.

The evil spirit that swept up rose ten feet.

Scarlet blood mist permeated the air, re-condensing with waves of evil spirit.

Wen Yue looked out of Tongguan city with his hands behind his back, and the huge waves of evil spirits had already piled up on the towers of Tongguan.

"Sir, there seems to be something wrong."

"he came."

Tu Shanjun's expression was calm, and he saw the figure inside through the scarlet mist in front of his eyes.

With the blood robe added, only half of the body is left, and the breath is not strong.

The outbreak of evil spirit this time was deliberately done by the Gorefiend, using the blood pool as the root support.

His target is known without guessing, it is the 10,000+ people in Tongguan City.

Swallow the people in the city, and his wounds will heal faster.

Hearing Mr. Wen Yue's words, Wen Yue suddenly became awe-inspiring, and the expected worst result still appeared.

(End of this chapter)