Chapter 213 The Shrine
The soldier who opened the distance grinned: "Think I'm mean?"

Tu Shanjun shook his head.

"Killing, there is no such thing as despicable or noble."

Immediately, his eyes turned cold, and he calculated the time.

One and a half quarters, at least two and a half quarters before the high-level cultivators of Wanfazong can come.

As for the battle just now, it seemed huge, and the coercive fluctuations crushed countless, but in fact, they were all within the legal domain and had little impact on the outside world.

This is also the mainstream method of fighting for Jindan monks.

At this level, because the strength is too strong, fighting in the outside world will have a great impact.

The legal domain not only improves its own strength, but also avoids influence, so it naturally becomes the main battleground.

Tu Shanjun sealed the key nodes and tried his best to compress the living space of the toxin.

Immediately formed a formula.

The hands of ghosts turned outwards and clasped their fingers to form a tall tower.

“灵魔,血杀术!”

The blood scattered in the blood river gathered into a figure, and went straight to the bloody sky above.

Originally, the soldier who had the chance to win didn't care about Tu Shanjun's tricks.

It's just that the next scene directly made him stare round.

When the blood-colored figure rushed up, it didn't attack the legal domain but exploded with a bang.

The blood-colored sky was like a crack in the solidified glass, and the crack expanded rapidly.

clack.

A black solidified ripple fell into the blood river.

The circular legal domain is like a shattered eggshell, and a dark red light shines from above the head.

Tu Shanjun understands that he is no match for Wu Zu now.

Even relying on the ghost king's rebirth, he couldn't kill him.

But with the help of the ghost eye technique on his forehead, he saw the flow of nodes in the legal domain.

The legal domain is not invincible, after all, it is also something arranged by people.

There are strong and weak powers, and the functions are ever-changing, and there are also fragile places.

The disabled eye on Tu Shanjun's forehead happened to be able to see these things very clearly. When the two were fighting, Tu Shanjun had already observed carefully, and most of the attacks were printed on the legal domain.

Compared with ten years ago, Tu Shanjun has grown up a lot, he is no longer the main soul who only knows brute force.

It's just that the price of growth is not small.

The young brother who was apprehensively recognized, the apprentice who settled down and accepted...

Tu Shanjun stared at the pawn, he also had something on his back, so he couldn't die easily.

"Did you win?" Gu Xiao raised his head to look at the pried open legal domain, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the ghost cultivator carrying a black command flag pierced through the legal domain of the Golden Core cultivator of the Rakshaxu clan.

But unlike the delighted Gu Xiao, Li Shengli's expression was serious.

The battle just now was an eye-opener for him, but the black-robed evil spirits will not be able to hold on first, and even the secret technique they have cast has passed. Even if they penetrate the magic domain, can they escape?
"Hurry up, why is Zongmen's support so slow!"

Li Shengli gritted his teeth. He had never looked forward to seeing the elder Jindan of the sect as much as today.

Li Li's eyes finally fell on Ding Xie.

The Zun Hun Banner fluttered in the wind, protecting Ding Xie under the banner, but Zhang Xu Hun Banner remained unshakable like a towering tree.

……

The soldier praised: "Excellent, I am in your position, I can't do it."

"However, do you think you can escape?"

"Three oil bottles are beside you."

"You can also abandon them. I don't even know why you must protect the people of Wanfazong. I arrested them to make them hostages. What is your purpose?"

While speaking, the soldiers cast the seal of heaven again, and the blood-colored boiling water was replenished, covering the entire legal domain.

"Forget it, I don't want to know, please die here next."

Tu Shanjun has been severely poisoned, even if he delays, he will win in the end.

That's why the military pawns spared no effort in casting their magic power here.

"You can't take my life away."

Tu Shanjun sent a voice transmission to Ding Xie: "Give me [-]% of the mana."

"Brother Tu Shan, are you sure?"

"trust me!"

"it is good."

Ding Xie was unambiguous, and swallowed another Jindan-level Yinhun Pill, his complexion turned pale, and his mana immediately recovered to [-]% while still surging.

After the reincarnation of the ghost king was lifted, the mana draw increased a lot.

The medicinal power of Yinhun Pill has not been fully digested, and it is still increasing Ding Xie's mana.

"Heavenly seal."

"Jurisdiction."

Tu Shanjun's two ghost hands form the seal of heaven.

"Don't give up, so you still want to try?" Wu Zu laughed.

Seeing Tu Shanjun's serious appearance, he was frightened.

It's a pity that those few drops of black boiling water died without a problem and fell into the river of blood at the foot.

The solemn green face eased.

Tu Shanjun said slowly: "My life was originally borrowed, let alone given to you."

"Heavenly seal."

"Jurisdiction!"

Silent.

The soldiers are ready to laugh at Mr. Tu Shan.

Gu Xiao and Li Shengli, who have been disappointed twice, have already given up their expectations. Those who comprehend the realm of law after stepping into the golden core are all geniuses, and their comprehension is far beyond ordinary people.

The black-robed evil spirit had already tried twice, but both ended in failure.

Suddenly,

A loud bang.

Black rays of light gushed out from the sky and the ground at the same time, quickly resisting the legal domain of the Rakshaxu Clan Golden Core.

They actually forcibly seized [-]% to [-]% of the territory.

The two domains fought against each other and divided Nuoda's blood cave into two parts.

Li Shengli's eyes widened immediately, and he looked at the black-robed ghost in astonishment.

What kind of jurisdiction is this terrible feeling of oppression?
The hairs all over his body stood on end, his body trembling in warning, reminding him to escape, to escape from here all the time.

The sense of oppression brought by the Rakshasa Blood River just now, and the legal domain unfolded by the black-robed ghost cultivator in front of him are basically two things.

Gu Xiao quickly grabbed Li Shengli: "Brother, what is that..."

"Deng...deng!"

His upper and lower teeth chattered, and something froze in the black mist, and the suppressed sense of fear made him unconsciously afraid.

Not to mention the two Foundation Establishment cultivators, even the Golden Core cultivators of the Rakshaxu Clan were horrified beyond measure.

He was very surprised that the other party could comprehend the legal domain, so what is the expanded legal domain?
Why did it make him feel scared.

It was as if ordinary people had seen a ghost.

Even the legendary underworld is just like this.

"Not perfect." Tu Shanjun sighed.

His legal domain is still too rough, although he understands his own destiny, but the mana is not enough, the state is not enough, it is still not enough to show the complete legal domain.

In fact, this is a place of death.

Because Tu Shanjun was dead, even though he didn't admit it, he was actually dead when he was massacred by Moxiu that day.

It was not his life to be able to continue to use it alive.

What he used was the life of the evil ghost in the soul banner, and the life of the owner of the banner.

As he said, his life was borrowed.

Live on the lives of others.

Tu Shanjun turned his head and dispelled some of the black mist as he looked.

Huh.

The candle was lit under Tu Shanjun's gaze.

On both sides of the side are small halls about Zhang Xu high.

The candles with the thickness of children's arms in the hall are like sparks of fire, igniting in large swaths.

At a glance, there are stacked shrines.

The shrine enshrines the Yin god sitting cross-legged in it.

It looks like a warm appearance, but in fact it only makes the scalp tingle.

Tu Shanjun turned around, and the candlelight behind him began to weaken.

When the candlelight faded, the Yin gods sitting cross-legged in the shrine opened their scarlet eyes.

Among them, most of the seats in the shrines of banner masters who once held soul banners are relatively prominent.

"Jurisdiction"

"Gods, Bright Death Realm!"

"The offerings I receive are the same as those of the kings."

After the sound fell, the disabled eye on Tu Shanjun's forehead opened, and suddenly there were many things in his head.

"Although it is still rough and incomplete, it is almost enough."

Tu Shanjun looked at the golden elixir of the Raksha clan, and the spell in his hand froze.

"Lend me your life!"

A huge death letter was directly printed on the face of the Rakshaxu Clan Golden Core.

bang.

A huge shrine rose suddenly from the blood river of the Rakshaxu clan, and appeared behind the golden core of the Rakshaxu clan against the flowing blood.

Scarlet candles were lit on both sides of the huge three-foot-high shrine.

The black and red shrine does not look like something dedicated to a good god, but more like the residence of some evil spirits or evil gods.

Ding Xie was shocked.

He was only shocked by Tu Shanjun's jurisdiction, and did not doubt Tu Shanjun's understanding.

Judging from the time they spent together, Tu Shanjun's understanding is very good, and he belongs to a class of monks with good talents.

The monks know that the real soul can be reincarnated, but most of them don't believe in the underworld, and the messengers of the underworld compiled by the people are like child's jokes to them.

But seeing the appearance of Tu Shanjun's legal domain, Ding Xie felt that it was too evil.

It doesn't matter if it's an evil sect, as long as it's strong enough, it doesn't matter whether it's upright or an evil sect.

Even sometimes the evil things are weirder.

"I just hope that Brother Tu Shan can build me a better shrine after I die." The pale Ding Xie smiled miserably under pressure.

If Tu Shanjun was by his side, he would definitely give him a face, and he still didn't shut up at this time.

At this time, Mr. Tu Shan couldn't distract him.

Jin Dan of the Rakshaxu Clan wanted to fly away, but found that he couldn't move.

If you look carefully, you can see that there are black silk threads wrapped around his body.

Immediately shocked: "What is this?"

No matter what it is, the golden core cultivator still has to rely on his own mana to win. The soldier has recovered from the loss just now, and he made a move with both hands: "The river of blood is overwhelming!"

The dark river of blood suddenly rose rapidly, and soon it did not pass the waistline of the shrine.

Tu Shanjun did not show any weakness.

With one hand forming a seal, the technique is changed.

The shrine that blocked the Rakshaxu clan was raised again.

Jin Dan of the Rakshaxu tribe looked back, and what he saw was a huge shrine, and his body was still being dragged over slowly.

Although he didn't know what it was, he knew in his heart that he couldn't go in.

Tu Shanjun made a seal with his left hand.

Clenched right hand.

A black soul-inducing banner appeared in his hand.

Dancing with Tu Shanjun's hands and feet, it seems to be dancing the performance of a great god.

The dazed Rakshaxu clan suddenly came back to their senses.

His yin spirit is already half-detached!

What the silk thread hooked was not his flesh at all, but Yinshen.

"Mother!" the soldier cried out in horror.

This evil thing is simply unheard of.

(End of this chapter)

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