I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 209
Zhang Ran pushed Ding Xie away, and stretched out his hands to touch the three acupoints on the top of his head.

The mana forms a powerful force to block the three major acupoints.

"Wanfa Heaven Sacrifice!"

Most of the characteristics that originally belonged to the Rakshaxu clan disappeared quickly, Zhang Ran regained his human appearance, the wounds on his body healed quickly, and even his originally pale face looked better.

It has a strange blood red color.

Seeing Zhang Ran's changes, Ding Xie's pupils shrank by half: "Junior Brother,..."

"Brother, my fate is a foregone conclusion."

"After this method, the gods are hard to save."

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ran cut open his chest and took out half of a bloody white prism.

With the prism in his hands, the changes that seemed good at first quickly faded away.

Zhang Ran raised his arm slightly trembling, and his voice was extremely weak: "Brother, this is my slough, wearing it will protect you from being discovered by the Rakshaxu clan."

"Time is running out, you should go."

"I know, you must have something very important."

He has been with Ding Xie for 30 years, so he naturally understands Ding Xie's character.

He is just too affectionate.

Such a person is too easy to deceive.

Six-turn Huichun Pill must be very important to Ding Xie, otherwise he would not choose such a holy medicine for healing.

For so many years, the two have been inseparable from each other, and they have helped each other through dangerous explorations, which can be regarded as a life-threatening friendship.

Are these all fake?
Zhang Ran didn't think so.

Sometimes people are always involuntary, and they can't do whatever they want.

The idea he was instilled in since he was a child is that the family is everything, and he should clear the obstacles for the Rakshaxu clan and unseal the cave.

For this reason, many clansmen have died.

Many of the people he knew as a child were never seen again.

Over the next 30 years, while learning knowledge, he also got to know Ding Xie.

Ding Xie's experience also told him to resist the family. The monk and the family should always take care of one another. There is no such thing as having the best of both worlds. Sometimes you should be more selfish and think more about yourself.

While resisting the ideals from childhood to adulthood, and at the same time working hard for it, Zhang Ran felt tremendous pressure all the time, which made him unable to breathe.

It was as if a big hand grabbed his neck, lifted him into the air, and watched him struggle.

Personal power is limited after all.

Talent is limited, resources are limited, and some things cannot go against one's own Dao heart, otherwise the entry will be stuck and demons will breed.

I don't know how long it will take to suppress the demons.

Becoming an immortal is simply the most difficult thing in the world.

It's the slogan I shouted when I entered the Tao.

I have never seen anyone succeed in cultivation.

In such entanglements, Zhang Ran has lived till now.

Even if Ding Xie's elixir was not for something more important, he would not take it.

As he said, he was tired.

"Brother, let's go."

"The golden core monk will come soon."

"Go!"

Zhang Ran leaned on the blood rock, his trembling arms were already unable to support him, he just raised his head reluctantly.

The blood burst open and flowed into small puddles.

hesitate?
hesitate.

Ding Xie hesitated and struggled for a long time before taking out the six-turn Huichun pill, but his life was at stake, and it was right in front of him.He wanted to save Zhang Ran, but he had a life-saving pill in his hand.

It was as if he had to do multiple choice questions every time.

What to choose.

For Ding Xie, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. He can speak well, but he never talks about his friendship.

Tu Shanjun helped him so much, he remembered and put it into action, and never said much.

He felt that the same should be true of human interaction.

It's just that he usually talks non-stop, but today he is very silent.

Watching his friend who had been with him for 30 years die in front of his eyes, he didn't understand why he always had to choose and why he couldn't be saved.

Mo Ran opened his mouth only to tremble, and tightly clenched the jade box containing the elixir, Ding Xie's eyes were reddish, and his voice choked up a bit: "Junior brother, I'm sorry."

Zhang Ran shook his head slightly: "I lied to you."

"all fake."

"Let's go!"

Tu Shanjun and Zhang Ran rarely met, and his impressions of him were neither like nor dislike.

It just felt like another person in chains.

The scene in front of him seemed familiar, making Tu Shanjun unconsciously think of Li Qingfeng, the person who regarded him as a friend.

"time is limited."

"If you run for your life, only one person can survive, and the other disciples of Wanfazong cannot survive."

"Since we want to save people, don't give up halfway."

"I have a proposal, but I don't know if you will accept it?"

The first two sentences were addressed to Ding Xie, but the last sentence was addressed to Zhang Ran who was lying in a pool of blood.

Tu Shanjun looked directly at Zhang Ran with scarlet eyes, with a calm expression.

Ding Xie woke up suddenly, thought of something, hurriedly looked at Tu Shanjun, shook his head and said, "No, that method won't work."

"Junior brother is dead, but he can still be reincarnated as a true spirit. Once... he will never be able to reincarnate."

Zhang Ran tilted his head to look at Tu Shanjun and asked, "What way?"

Tu Shanjun raised his hand, and the soul banner in Ding Xie's arms suddenly opened: "If you enter the banner with your soul, my strength will be raised to the Jindan stage, and I will have the ability to fight against the opponent. I can hold it for an hour. .”

Ding Xie is about to cut off the supply of mana and recall Tu Shanjun.

"Save yourself, or save other fellow disciples?" Tu Shanjun's voice rang in his ears, causing him to pause even when he was trying to draw mana.

He no longer wanted to make a choice.

If you really enter the soul banner, you may never have the chance to come out, and the people inside don't even have self-awareness.

As the banner master, how could he not know these things.

Wen Yue is Tu Shanjun's apprentice without consciousness, and Tu Shanjun has nothing to do about it, so how could he preserve Zhang Ran's consciousness.

At other times, Zhang Ran will become a puppet who only knows how to fight.

But Tu Shanjun's words made him stop again.

If Zhang Ran, who is at the peak of Foundation Establishment, enters the Soul Banner, Tu Shanjun's strength is likely to be raised to the Golden Core realm, and he will be able to resist the Golden Core of the Rakshaxu Clan by then.

Even if he can't beat him, he is also a Golden Core cultivator, and he can resist for an hour, and he will definitely be able to persist until the sect's rescue.

"But!"

Tears slipped down from the corners of his eyes unconsciously, and Ding Xie struggled to clenched his fists.

Although the reincarnation of the true spirit is no longer counted as oneself, it can still be said to be alive after all.

When the Yin God enters the banner, he will become a slave controlled by the banner.

"He can't make up his mind."

"You do it." Tu Shanjun looked at Zhang Ran.

He has made it very clear.

If Zhang Ran felt that he could not enter the banner, Mr. Tu Shan would not force him, he would definitely turn around and leave with Ding Xie.

Zhang Ran looked at Ding Xie, then at the dark soul banner in Tu Shanjun's hand, nodded and said, "Yes!"

"After entering the banner, you will lose consciousness and be subject to the soul banner and the banner master."

"I'm not lying to you either. Ding Xie is the banner master, and I'm just the main soul of the soul banner." Tu Shanjun threw the respected soul banner over, and Zhang Xu's soul banner was inserted obliquely on the rock on the ground and stood in front of Zhang Ran.

"You need to make a decision early because time is running out."

With that said, Tu Shanjun looked towards the corridor ahead.

He could feel the strong wind coming from the opposite side, and it probably won't be long before the golden core of the crack will come.

"Brother, is what he said true?"

"It's true." Ding Xie hurriedly stopped Zhang Ran, and at the same time stretched out his hand to pull up the Zunhun Banner.

He is a person who doesn't like to make choices, and he doesn't want to be forced to make choices.

Zhang Ran couldn't help laughing.

Since Senior Brother Ding is the banner master, things will be much easier to handle.

Throwing out half of the prism crystal slough, he closed his eyes abruptly, and directly chose to end his life.

The moment the Yin spirit comes out of the body, it flies into the soul streamer.

Even Mr. Tu Shan couldn't help being surprised, this is really a ruthless person,

If he heard such a condition, he would not agree to anything.

Perhaps this is the collision of different ideas.

"Fellow Daoist, please enter the banner." Tu Shanjun said silently in his heart.

The Yin God at the peak of Foundation Establishment, no, to be precise, it should be the Yin God of the Fake Pill Realm Rufan.

The soul flag flutters without wind.

"Junior Brother!" Ding Xie also saw Zhang Ran getting into the Soul Banner when he got the prism crystal relic, and shouted to stop it, but it was too late.

Tu Shanjun's aura rose rapidly.

The black cloak hood woven on his body was burned by mana and disappeared, revealing Tu Shanjun's head.

The scarlet red hair danced wildly, sitting cross-legged in the air, and the surrounding evil spirits crazily squeezed into the soul streamer.

The illusory golden core suspended in the dantian of the tall body solidified most of it in an instant.

Tu Shanjun's body structure is the same as that of ordinary people, but he has no magic power, and the magic power to motivate himself and the magic formula needs to be provided by the banner master.

……

In the ruins branch hall.

The Golden Core cultivator in the black crack pulled out.

The rift is fully open.

The figure revealed by the collapse of the faceless stone statue gradually half-kneeled on the ground, and the giant eye on the neck was half-opened and half-closed. Obviously, no one interfered, and the entire crack was not greatly affected, but stabilized.

The Jindan cultivator stood in the air.

Then, stepping down from the air.

He was dressed in a gray robe with white cuticles all over his body.

The body shape is similar to that of ordinary people, but it looks taller and straighter, and there are more strange-shaped organs on its body.

The facial features are similar, the eyes are black whites and red pupils, the corners of the mouth move slightly, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs.

The whole person is like a hot little sun, which makes people dare not look directly at it.

This is the oppressive feeling of a complete golden core, with great power in every gesture, which is not something that [-]% crippled people like Master Yin can do.

However, compared to the real Yuyan in Yangcheng, this person seems to be stretched.

It should be due to the lack of cultivation and the reason for crossing the gap between the cave and the sky, the cultivation base is slightly unstable.

The Jindan cultivator of the Rakshaxu Clan stepped out of the crack and cast seal immediately. The crack that had expanded to nine feet originally formed a door under the blessing of his seal.

A figure flashed behind the door.

He is just a pioneer sent by Dongtian, and his cultivation base is not high.

As the gate expanded, a white figure walked out from the gate.

At a glance, their monks are only in the foundation building realm.

Numerous Rakshaxu clans in the Foundation Establishment Realm half-kneeled on the ground and saluted: "Elder."

"Go, capture those disciples of Wanfazong."

Suddenly, a powerful wave of mana came from the front.

The Raksha clansman in the Jindan realm turned his head abruptly, turned into a light and galloped.

(End of this chapter)