I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 144
The body of the Gorefiend was originally the Yin God.

After merging into the blood pool and combining them into one, the flow support of the blood pool is now needed, otherwise it will be a pool of stagnant water.

What Tu Shanjun is looking for is to cut off the opponent's flow.

"Nodal flow, right here."

After the clairvoyance technique was activated, bloody flowing spots of light suddenly appeared on the giant Gorefiend's body.

"disease!"

Severely drink the formula.

Hundreds of sword shadows scattered on the red light spots.

The Gorefiend roared, and opened his hands to slap Tu Shanjun who rushed in front of him, but his body collapsed uncontrollably.

bang.

The condensed body fell into the blood pool again, and the original Yinshen body manifested.

"It's you who's waiting."

Tu Shanjun approached fiercely: "The devil ape worships the moon."

"boom."

A golden light appeared on Tu Shanjun's body.

Fear flashed in the Gorefiend's eyes, Tu Shanjun's fists could suppress the Yin God, and the pale golden light even separated the condensed blood pool.

"boom."

"Bang bang bang."

Numerous fist marks landed on the Gorefiend's body, and Tu Shanjun's scarlet eyes were filled with golden Zen.

The blood demon was shocked by the blood pool, the violence in his eyes disappeared, and the original clarity reappeared, flashed with horror, and asked, "What kind of punch is this?"

"Killing punches."

Tu Shanjun doesn't want to talk nonsense, the mana he can control is limited.

The most important thing is that without his mana support, the formation in Tongguan has already started to vibrate.

Once it completely collapses, 10,000+ people in the city will be killed by evil spirits.

"It turns out that you can't last long at all." The Gorefiend was overjoyed.

"It's enough to kill you."

The golden light around Tu Shanjun's body bloomed again.

"Actually, you are no different from me, we..."

Before the Gorefiend could speak, Tu Shanjun's flying sword had already struck.

Tu Shanjun is really not in the mood, listening to a devil say some deceptive words that even he doesn't believe, it's better to let him break through the bullying words on the forum before crossing.

"Death!"

Hundreds of sword lights turned into a sword array to surround the blood demon.

A look of astonishment appeared on the face of the blood demon, this ghost doesn't make any sense at all.

During the fight, the Gorefiend felt that he couldn't hold on anymore.

He was seriously injured, but now he was stopped by the strong and problematic Foundation Establishment Yinling, which caused his injury to continue to worsen.

Now the Yin God is flickering, and if he doesn't get out, maybe he really wants to stay here.

He didn't have much memory, and he didn't have much waking time either. He didn't know why a Yin spirit in the foundation-building realm would stand guard in front of a mortal city wall and fight him.

But this is undoubtedly good news.

If this ghost is not afraid of anything, the blood demon will flee without saying anything. He doesn't want to fight a lunatic who won't get any benefits.

Next, the Gorefiend's attacks were more focused on the formation.

The ripples vibrated, and even the entire layer of the formation shifted.

Tu Shanjun's attack also fell on the Gorefiend's body, protected by the top-grade magic weapon, the blood spirit bead, and until now, Tu Shanjun had the upper hand.

"I want to see how you choose."

"Blood flames are overwhelming!"

The blood demon roared, and the blood demon suddenly condensed.

The pool of blood evaporated into mist and pressed towards the people in the city, hitting the already collapsed formation.

Innumerable cracks instantly appeared in the already overwhelmed Ripple.

Like broken glass, completely frozen in the sky.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Gorefiend escaped directly into the blood pool and disappeared amidst the turbulence.

"Chasing the blood demon or saving the people in the city?"

There is no need for Tu Shanjun to ask, Wen Yue of the Marshal's Mansion has already made a decision.

Tu Shanjun also knew the result a long time ago.

Save the people.

Tu Shanjun lifted the ghost king and reincarnated.

The soaring coercion gradually subsided, and even the bloody lines on his body had disappeared.

He looked at the fleeing Gorefiend and let out a sigh of relief.

Wen Yue's mana had bottomed out, if he wanted to fight again, it would be Wen Yue's source that was being squeezed.

In the end, it may not be able to kill the blood demon.

Up to now, whoever can't hold back first loses.

Facing the soaring evil spirit, Tu Shanjun stood in the air, bursting with mana to fill the Tongguan formation. The already damaged formation immediately stopped the trend of collapse, and stood in a stalemate with the monstrous evil spirit on the outer layer.

Inside the Grand Marshal's Mansion.

Wen Yue opened his eyes fiercely. After the master lifted the reincarnation of the ghost king, the thirteen spirit-gathering arrays quickly gathered spiritual energy to transform mana.

The swallowed Yinhun Dan was also transformed into pure mana.

The dry dantian is more than half full.

"Look, the fairy master has stopped."

Although the soldiers had already driven the people in the city home, it did not prevent them from watching the fun in their own homes.

Because the blood demon merged into the blood pool and opened its huge body, it made the people in the formation see what it looked like.

When Tu Shanjun hovered in the air to block the evil spirit, he just covered his body with a black robe so that no one could discover his true identity.

An Nanbo on the recruiting platform of the Marshal's Mansion stared blankly at the sky, looked at the figure in the sky, and murmured involuntarily: "Three tigers."

They look alike, but they're not.

He could see clearly that the black-robed figure in the sky was the person who broke into Jiangyun Valley to save them that day.

Wen Yue didn't get up from the big formation, but pulled out the soul flag behind him and threw it out violently.

The soul flag shoots out.

It turned into a black streamer and flew towards the tower.

Wen Yue stepped onto the stage by himself, carrying the Tongguan.

Huge pressure hit.

Streaks of blood flowed out from Wen Yue's mouth.

Tu Shanjun grabbed Zhang Xu's soul banner, and the banner spread rapidly, and the picture of the ghosts at night fluttered on the soul banner.

Wave the soul banner, the banner cloth flutters, and the monstrous evil spirit is quickly absorbed by the soul banner.

The strength of the foundation building period absorbs evil spirits very quickly.

The sky that was originally shrouded in blood mist cleared away the haze and revealed the sun.

"The Immortal Master has won!"

"That red-haired fairy master waving the flag is really amazing."

"I didn't expect that we would also be lucky enough to see the immortal master fighting."

"Long live the fairy master."

The people in the city quickly took to the streets to celebrate loudly.

Last time they saw the immortal master climbing the tower, and today they actually saw the immortal master fighting. Although they couldn't see clearly at all, this life was not in vain.

Tu Shanjun quickly returned to the Marshal's Mansion after finishing the processing.

The thirteen-layer overlapping spirit array was arranged by him personally. A monk who practiced Qi training on the seventh floor would have to bear enormous pressure without the array flag.

The formula was played and the spirit array was closed.

Tu Shanjun looked at Wen Yue on the stage, and after a moment of silence he raised his head and said, "I failed to kill him."

Wen Yue in the center of the formation raised his head slightly, the blood from the seven orifices had stopped, he asked: "Sir, have we won?"

"Won."

In fact, Tu Shanjun didn't think it was a win, because he didn't meet his expectations.

But they did win, that's an indisputable fact.

Originally, he didn't want to tell Wen Yue, because he was afraid that Wen Yue and Li Qingfeng would die in peace, but Tu Shanjun didn't like it and was not used to lying.

He still told Wen Yue the news.

Wen Yue breathed a sigh of relief, his face was exhausted and he was quite embarrassed.

After a little hesitation, he smiled brightly and said, "Thank you, sir, you saved 10,000+ people in Tongguan City, tens of thousands of soldiers, and many people."

Tu Shanjun shook his head: "It's not me, it's you."

Take out the elixir that has been prepared a long time ago, and input the mana of the foundation establishment realm to protect the heart and body.

After finishing everything, Mr. Tu Shan just hid aside and did not return to the soul banner.

He also had to guard against many people, and it would be troublesome if the Gorefiend turned his back on the carbine, and he was not sure where the big head was.

Wen Yue was just too tired, exhausted and under too much pressure at the same time, he could recover by resting.

Fortunately, none of the bad things Tu Shanjun worried about happened.

Tongguan finally regained its calm.

The soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty no longer invaded.

Even if they wanted to, they were powerless. They lost a total of 50 million troops, and they had already emptied the Northern Wei Dynasty. Now they are huddled in their own territory and dare not move.

Originally, they intended to fight more because of the pushers of the sect behind them, but now the ancestor of the Yuanling sect was seriously injured, and the Yuanling sect had no confidence.

After all, there were only three foundation-building monks in Yuan Lingzong, and the seriously injured ancestor was at the peak of foundation-building. From now on, there will only be one foundation-building monk besides the head of the sect.

The Five Spirits Sect is even worse. The head of the sect has become a living dead because he blew himself up, and he doesn't know how many years he will lie in bed.

The other two Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Zongmen were weak and could only wait.

After half a month of recuperation, Wen Yue finally recovered.

Tu Shanjun had already returned the Blood Lingzhu and the Boa Dragon Sword to Wen Yue, and these two magic weapons were quite easy to use.

The blood spirit orb is the ultimate defensive magic weapon. Using mana can stimulate all-round shields. Generally, monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment may not be able to break the shield with one blow.

There is also a powerful spell marked inside, but it consumes a lot of mana. With this mana support, it is better to let more than [-] evil spirits in the soul banner activate the reincarnation of the ghost king.

There is a small bloody snake swimming on the Anaconda Dragon Sword. As a high-grade magic weapon or a sword weapon, it has two characteristics of armor-piercing and sharp. Generally, a low-grade magic sword will be cut by the Anaconda Dragon Sword after several collisions.

If it weren't for these two treasures, Mr. Tu Shan would not have dared to entrust Dahe Gorefiend to fight in close combat.

"Father-in-law, it's time for me to go back."

Wen Yue bid farewell to An Nanbo and prepared to return to Liangdu.

From now on, if there are no monks or demon cultivators from Yuan Lingzong on the battlefield, he will not be able to participate in it.

The appearance of monks will escalate the war. If the Yuan Lingzong takes action because of his fate, even if they kill all the members of the Yuan Lingzong, many people will die.

Peace is the balance after war.

After this battle, he realized his lack of cultivation, and he wanted to practice hard next.

"Okay, son-in-law, take Sanhu's body back home."

The white-haired Wen Yue put the coffin into the Nawu Talisman, turned and left, turned to look at Tongguan behind him while holding the sword: "It is really a majestic city, it is the barrier of my beam."

"Fortified City?"

"Since ancient times, the city has not been defended."

Tu Shanjun said a rare word.

Wen Yue laughed loudly, and the Boa Dragon Sword soared into the sky under the command of Jianzhi: "Sir, can you ascend the clouds?"

With a wave of Tu Shanjun's hand, the mana of foundation building surged, turning into a black cloud and enveloping the Anaconda Dragon Sword.

Ten feet above the ground, it turned into a black rainbow and flew towards Liangdu.

When I passed by Qingwen Temple on the way, it was already empty.

Let alone the ghost king, he can't even see a little ghost.

Those beautiful bone girls Mi Ji have long since disappeared.

Tu Shanjun only found a letter left by the big head in the main hall.

　Thanks to the leader of the "rain loo" boss.

　　I wish the big brother all wishes come true, all the best, longevity and heaven, and immortality.

　　Thanks to the lord, the boss will take the seat.

　　Big brother's addition, I will speed up and return it in the past two days.

　　……

　　Brothers, Lingshan overestimated himself and was really tired.

　　But 12 is a benchmark, I don't want to give up, so let's change the update time to around 30:[-] noon.

　　Then I can still sleep for an hour or two at night, and I don’t need to worry about oversleeping and not being able to revise the manuscript.

　　When you get up to code again, you don’t need to worry about preparing the early morning manuscript the day before.

　　Anyway, no matter what, when the quality is guaranteed, the daily price cannot be lowered for everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)