I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 203 Circumstances
Ding Xie had envisioned his reunion with Zhang Ran.

Maybe the other party has died, or is controlled so that he can't help himself.

I heard that Junior Brother Zhang is an orphan, he has no family bonds, and he will not be threatened by his relatives.

In his heart, Zhang Ran was more inclined to break through his own shackles and improve his realm.

In the world of practice, in fact, there are only these things that need to be cared about.

Seeing him today, half of Junior Brother Zhang's body has turned into a white horny layer.

The two sides looked at each other across the magic circle.

Ripples ripple into the hood.

one inside.

One is outside.

Inside the Eagle Watch formation, all the fellow disciples huddled in a corner and shivered like quails.

The black and white Taoist robes of Li Shengli, who had a gap with him, were stained with mud, and blood stains clustered on his chest.

Ping Tianguan had already slipped off, and he stood up with disheveled hair.

The expression of disbelief was just a flash, and Ding Xie suppressed it, followed by the anger hidden in his heart, the horizontal sword pointed at Zhang Ran in the formation, and his tone became a little more stern: "Junior Brother Zhang, why?"

Within the ripples, Zhang Ran sighed, and the only eye he could see clearly moved from the hole behind Ding Xie: "Brother, why did you come here?"

Originally, Ding Xie had already stayed out of the matter.

Now it just happened to hit here, but it re-rolled in.

It would be great if Ding Xie agreed to the invitation at that time.

"Junior brother, we are brothers from the same school."

"If it's on the battlefield, we can give our backs to each other."

"When we joined the sect, we said that we would defend the other party against flying swords. As long as the other party is a disciple of Wanfa Sect and wears a black and white robe."

Ding Xie's eyes were bloodshot.

He didn't understand why the younger brother had to devote himself to other things.

Clenching the flying sword tightly in his hand: "Junior Brother, what exactly is Senior Brother in your eyes?"

The sense of belonging that Zongmen gave them was unparalleled.

Learning, growing, and practicing Taoism are all in the sect and are protected by the sect.

For Ding Xie, the sect has a greater sense of belonging than the family.

There are not so many people who kill people in the same sect. Wanfazong has a rotation system from top to bottom. Even if there is a family entrenched, as a neutral force that abides by practitioners and ordinary order, they will not allow the same sect to kill each other. .

Zhang Ran was silent, watching Ding Xie quietly.

Finally he grinned: "Brother, you are so naive."

The tone gradually rose, and finally became irritable: "You have traveled thousands of miles to climb the spirit boat and step into the Wanfa sect. Have you really got rid of your own family?"

"you have not!"

"Even you can't do it, how can I do it."

"I was born as a Rakshaxu clan, and my mission is to save my compatriots."

"They're buried deep in the ground, they're crying, do you hear that?"

Almost like a roar, Zhang Ran's face became imperceptibly ferocious, and his white blood vessels twisted and surged.

He was disappointed.

Originally thought that Senior Brother Ding understood him.

They should be the same kind of people, all burdened by the family, but they are not.

Ding Xie couldn't understand him, couldn't understand what he was shouldering, and couldn't understand the endless mourning that filled his ears.

Turn around and walk into the main hall, and walk in front of the lotus.

Stretching out the human arm, with just a slight tug, the lotus was uprooted.

Zhang Ran stared at the stone statue in front of him.

"Boom!"

The huge faceless stone statue trembled as the lotus was pulled up.

The tiny cracks expanded rapidly, and then several huge gaps were formed from head to toe.

The stone statue shook its body to reveal the white humanoid inside.

It's just that this creature has no head, and on his head is a white eyeball.

The eyeballs slowly opened, and the black light spread, forming a crack. The crack was not big, only as long as an arm.

"Pfft"

A pale palm came out of the crack and grabbed at the edge of the crack, followed by another pale hand that came across and grabbed the other side.

Pale palms clenched the edges and stretched to the sides.

……

"Brother Lu?"

Mo Shisan, who was fighting with the skeleton golden elixir above the hole, looked surprised when he glanced over. He didn't expect Ding Xie to chase after him, and judging by his appearance, the other party was actually a disciple of Wanfazong. No wonder he would remind him to send Someone notified Jindan Daoist in Dongyuan City.

"Fighting with this seat, you dare to be distracted?" Annoyance flashed across the gloomy face of the skeleton golden core, and the disdain made him even more angry, but this is also a good opportunity for the monk.

You have already fought in this situation, don't care about the golden core to build the foundation, the most important thing is to save your life, otherwise your head will just hang in the hunter's home like a moose or antelope to show off Capital.

The dignified Golden Core cultivator was beheaded by the Foundation Establishment monster, and it was easy to laugh when he said it.

The prestige of his corpse over the years should have become a joke.

"Yin Sha Curse Seal."

The nails are long and slit the palm, and the thumb and middle finger overlap to form a tower.

The radiance of the printing method was instantly formed, and the spell was also triggered.

Thousands of black snakes grew out of the curse seal in an instant, and they split again in the air.

In an instant, it seemed to be completely covered by black shadows.

"Little Lord!"

Sizheng, who was like Molong's phantom brain, used his consciousness to pull back Mo Shisan's thoughts the moment he was distracted.

Mo Shisan retracted his pupils from the corners of his eyes.

With a loud sound, he showed the posture of Mo Jiao, and threw out the fourth-order magic talisman among the talisman treasures.

Charms cost very little mana.

The energy and spirit have already been injected into it when it is drawn, and the full mana only needs a lead wire to detonate the magic talisman and unfold the magic formula contained in it.

This is also the strength of the talisman.

If you have enough talismans, you can even use talismans for head-to-head combat in mid-range combat.

The Kuiguang six-type shield armor talisman is good at defense itself, and it is also a gold-level talisman paper. It consumes a lot of mana and is equally powerful.

The magic talisman unfolded, and the phantom of Kui Niu appeared under the structure of light spots, and the thick shield protected Mo Gong Yaoxiu.

"Boom."

The rushing black snake shadow collided with the shield talisman, and finally turned into a giant black python, shrinking its body to squeeze the demon cultivator inside the death light shield, but the Kui Niu shield armor talisman was like a rock and did not waver at all.

The giant black python opened its mouth wide and tried to swallow it, but in the end it could only turn back into thousands of small black snakes.

In the end, the light shield blocked thousands of evil snake-shaped curse marks.

Mo Gong Yaoxiu made a false alarm.

Fortunately, the young master is rich and powerful, even if his mind wanders, he can use his wealth to make up for it.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and a slight mistake will ruin your life. You can't underestimate others just because you have a strong foundation.

What's more, what they are facing is the Golden Core cultivator.

Even if the opponent is seriously injured, there are not many resources left.

At this time, you can't be careless.

It should be known that the trapped beast is still fighting, the more dangerous the golden core is at this time.

Once the other party has no hope of surviving and wants to blew up the golden core, everyone here will not be able to survive.

"How long will it take?" Master Yin's voice was full of impatience.

"Two quarters of an hour."

Zhang Ran just said something lightly.

He was waiting for the seal to break.

The Wanfazong monks in the formation huddled together in fear, and they all shouted loudly for Ding Xie to crush the token.

At this time, Jindan Daoist had to make a move.

Ding Xie shifted his attention from above and took out the Zongmen Token.

He still recalled what his junior brother said in his mind.

Are you out of the family?

Before he felt free.

It was only later that I found out that I would go back, just as involuntarily.

It's no longer the time to pursue right and wrong, and the sect should be notified as soon as possible.

Ding Xie's already heavy heart sank again when he thought of Tu Shanjun saying that there might be changes in Dongyuan City.

Dongyuan City is the closest to Luochayuan, if Jindan Daoist can't come to support, the situation in front of him will be troublesome.

To break the deadlock in front of us, a stronger force is needed.

"Is it possible for the soul banner to transform into a magic weapon?"

Ding Xie was suspicious.

He has never seen a magic weapon that can be improved with such a simple condition.

Not to mention that it is unheard of for a magic weapon to be promoted to a magic weapon.

There are too many things to worry about, expecting the soul flag to become a magic weapon can even be regarded as nothing.

……

"Gudu."

"Goooooooooo."

Bubbles pulsated above the pool of blood.

The surrounding evil spirit forms a vortex, and the rotation and condensation visible to the naked eye.

The soul banner that sank in the depths of the blood pool drew a huge amount of evil energy, and even increased the extraction of Ding Xie's mana a lot.

The banner of the soul-respecting banner has been stretched to tens of feet, and it is laid out in the blood pool.

Unlike ordinary cloth soaked in water, the blood pool is like a reflection in the air. The banners are not tied together but fully stretched out, exactly the same as in the sky, drifting away in the strong wind, hunting.

The banner cloth is rolling, and the picture of the night walk of the ghosts embroidered on it is vivid. In the picture, the evil spirits seem to be running on the long black-bottomed banner.

Against the backdrop of the blood pool, it was as if all the ghosts were alive.

Crowded and pushed, blue face twisted, fangs flickering, crimson eyes rolling around.

Threads with other colors are extruded from the entire streamer, and re-spun to weave into a black streamer.

The pure scarlet color is gathered into a silk thread to seal the edge.

As the banners grow longer, more and more evil ghosts appear on the soul flags. Different silk threads are drawn to form different evil spirits, which are sewn with needles and threads instead of painted.

The main shaft of the soul flag was tightened, and finally a trace of rough impurities was squeezed out, leaving only the purest black color.

Tu Shanjun in the banner is using evil energy.

Opening his eyes and looking around, the evil ghosts that were sewn out all looked like the evil ghosts inside the banner, crowding on the banner like a hundred ghosts walking at night.

The aura of the Zunhun Banner rose rapidly, forming faint ripples.

The transformation will not be so fast, at least all the evil spirits must be absorbed.

Moreover, Tu Shanjun only roughly estimated the evil spirit of the magic weapon for promotion, whether there is so much evil spirit in the blood pool is still unknown.

If you can't be promoted to a magic weapon, you can only find another way.

The evil spirit around the blood pool poured in continuously, and even the blood pool, which was originally vast, began to descend.

The blood rock that was originally in the sinking pool also floated up.

(End of this chapter)