I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 216 Red Cloud
With a wave of his hand, he dissipated the spells of the legal domain and returned the remaining mana to Ding Xie.

Tu Shanjun stood on the ground with his hands behind his back, and not far away in front of him was a Golden Core cultivator of the Rakshaxu clan who was kneeling on the ground in a strange posture.

The breath is still there, and the body is full of vitality. ,
It is simply dead.

His face was full of fear and panic, and his eyes were staring straight ahead, as if he had seen something terrifying.

The realm of the death of the gods is extremely evil, and it seduces people into the seal of the yin gods.

Even Mr. Tu Shan didn't know what Wu Zu saw when he was dying.

In this battle, Mr. Tu Shan discovered many shortcomings. If he hadn't understood the legal domain, and after opening the legal domain, he gained the insights of previous flag masters, he should not be able to win.

Tu Shanjun smiled and folded his fangs.

The legal domain was opened, and the comprehension of the previous banner masters was incorporated, and Mr. Tu Shan also saw the banner master's ability that he had not obtained by using the soul.

The most powerful among them is what Wen Yue realized.

"Life and death in the morning and death in the evening, mayfly for two moments." '

This is a stunt.

This is a powerful technique that can transcend realms.

With the improvement of strength, it becomes stronger and stronger.

Tu Shanjun couldn't help but murmured remembrance, and was also proud.

"Teacher, did you see that?"

"As a teacher, I defeated the Jindan cultivator, using the technique you created."

Frustrated but moment.

At any rate, Tu Shanjun has become a golden elixir, so he won't be immersed in it for a long time.

When he set foot on the fairy road, he also carried a lot of things, and he had no time to indulge in the sorrow of the past.

……

The ghosts of the early stage of Golden Core entered the banner, but Tu Shanjun did not break through to the middle stage of Golden Core as he wished.

It's just that his breath is thicker and has climbed to the extreme.

This in itself was within Tu Shanjun's expectation. Most of the pure evil spirit carried by the Yin God was absorbed by the soul banner, which shortened the time for the soul banner to advance.

Because of the limitation of his soul, he got very little portion.

In addition to the bottleneck, the low-grade magic weapon is not enough to support his Dharma body in the middle stage of the golden core, so his strength has not improved beyond the realm.

Just like the magic weapon cannot support him to achieve the golden core, the low-grade magic weapon cannot support him to achieve the middle stage of the golden core.

The promotion of the honored soul banner is always walking on two legs. When the quality of the soul banner is reached, the strength of the main soul will not be restricted.

It's not all bad.

At least the advanced requirements of Soul Banner are greatly reduced, and there is also a Yin God who is in the early stage of Golden Core to help.

The strength of the soul banner ultimately depends on the strength of the ghosts in the banner.

"Won?!"

Ding Xie suddenly felt the calm of his mana and the withdrawal of most of his mana.

The dantian, which was about to bottom out, also recovered.

The strength of the peak foundation building came into play, quickly suppressing the Yin Sha brought by the Yinhun Pill.

The face that was originally like gold paper has returned to blood, although it is abnormally pale, but fortunately it has not hurt the original spirit base, this is the greatest luck.

"Win." Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.

If there is no need to fight, there is no need to draw a large amount of mana, and the mana consumed to maintain the body is not too much.

Fighting skills, thousands of words are eloquently described, but in fact it only takes a little more than two quarters of an hour. Counting the initial blockage, it doesn't even last an hour.

Tu Shanjun has done his best and used all available means.

The mana draw is about [-]% of that of a normal Golden Core cultivator.

With no worries, Ding Xie took a breath, and his exhausted body almost fell off the blood rock.

Zhang Xu Zun's soul banner behind him also returned to the original inch.

Falling into his hands, the miraculous convergence.

The black and red banner cloth wrapped the black jade main pole.

Lying on the blood rock with no image, looking up at the blood cave, the white bone spurs across the cave are like beams interspersed randomly to support the entire cave, preventing it from collapsing.

Under the illumination of the light, fine dust could still be seen falling, making Ding Xie dusty.

I reached out and wiped it, but didn't care.

It is not easy to keep one's life, and how can one not touch one leaf.

Puchi, laugh out loud.

Ding Xie couldn't help laughing.

Laughing and laughing, fell silent again.

Take out the elixir used for healing from the Nawu Talisman, take it together with internal and external injuries, hide the soul banner in his bosom, and he is not in a hurry to call Tu Shanjun back.

Until he heard the shouting beside him.

"Brother."

Tilting his head to look over, Gu Xiao dragged the fainted Li Shengli out of the silt of the crypt with difficulty.

There was brown mud all over his body.

Grabbing Li Shengli's collar, he looked really embarrassed.

Above the head is a crumbling blood-colored dome, with countless bony spurs lying across it, and under the feet is ten feet deep brown mud. The blood rock where Ding Xie is is the only place where he can settle, and it can be called the best footing.

Ding Xie had no spare energy to help them.

Most of my own mana needs to suppress the side effects of Yinhun Pill, and I am in a state of powerlessness.

If you are embarrassed, you will be embarrassed, at least you are still alive.

Tu Shanjun also didn't reach out, his scarlet eyes swept over.

Gu Xiao, who was soaked in the mud, was so shocked that he even stopped climbing. He didn't know how to look, so he could only stay and wait.

Originally, Mr. Tu Shan wanted to use black hands to kill Li Shengli.

Thinking of this person's efforts during the fight, he was a little more merciful.

Moreover, the mana is running out at the moment, so let him live first, and save his little life.

Gu Xiao's nervous heart jumped out of his throat, probably because Guixiu's eyes moved over.

This is a Golden Core cultivator, and he still fought and killed a Golden Core cultivator of the same level. His foundation building strength is just a bigger ant in the eyes of others.

If you don't know the purpose of the other party, how dare you move around at will.

Not to mention staring at the black-robed ghost Xiu.

In the end, he could only turn to Ding Xie for help, and turned his attention to Ding Xie.

It can be seen that the message conveyed is: 'Brother, help me...' '

Tu Shanjun did not embarrass this person either, the other party did not see the magic of Zun Hun Banner, did not know Tu Shanjun's origin, and was Ding Xie's fellow disciple.

It doesn't make sense to kill him.

……

In front of the ruins of the branch hall, a figure walked over.

The hooded man looked up at the black crack that had been fixed as a door above, and there was still light and shadow on the opposite side.

"Your Excellency, who is it?"

The shadow in the black door was suspicious and wary.

The sound is distorted on both sides and it sounds a bit out of frame and intermittent.

The man with the hood laughed, and took out the Jade Talisman from his bosom.

Throwing it casually into the door, a faint voice sounded: "We are just a group of lonely ghosts who want to get back what once belonged to us."

"If you lose, someone will use this jade talisman to contact you again."

The jade talisman thrown into the black door sank in like water, and the light and shadow in the door waved, and he said in a proud and even satisfied voice: "We will not lose, no matter how strong the one in Dongyuan City is, will also be taken into account.”

"hey-hey!"

The hooded man chuckled twice, unable to distinguish whether it was ridicule or anticipation of the consequences.

Without further words, he turned and left.

All that remained was the door made of vibrating black fissures.

The light and shadow in the door seemed to be contemplating, but there was no more sound.

The rift is unstable, and it is the limit to be able to send monks at the golden core stage to the past, and it can only be done with the support of the clan elders. Otherwise, with this rift, at most the monks at the foundation stage can fly over.

But this is no problem, Jindan's initial strength is already sufficient.

The opening of the rift means that the seal will disintegrate, and they will not stay in place for a long time. When they buy some time, it will be the day when they can escape from the rakshasa cave.

With the figure extinguished, the trembling door stabilized a lot as if it had encountered a huge wave.

It's just that he didn't know that just now, the soldier who had been placed with high hopes became a ghost in Tu Shanjun's banner.

……

"The sounds of battle have stopped."

The Foundation Establishment cultivators who were guarding the realm of Qi training looked at the place where the sound came from.

He didn't expect it to end so soon.

However, there is no sound, which is not good news for them.

Foundation Establishment cultivator grabbed the long hair that reached to his forehead, You felt it was in the way, so he simply cut it short with a sword.

It frightened all the juniors around him.

Waited another quarter of an hour.

"Don't come out, I'll go ahead and have a look."

After sealing the tight joints of the rock seal with seals, and then filling up with formations, the foundation-builder cultivator drilled up the mouse hole.

Junior brothers and sisters can't cultivate and can't detect the difference, but as a foundation cultivator, it's different, he can feel the difference.

Once the Golden Core cultivator who fights the skills frees up his hands, disciples of the Wanfa Sect will suffer accordingly.

Scattered is easier to be broken by people one by one. If they can gather together, they can still have the power to fight.

After twisting and turning for dozens of breaths, there were an unknown number of holes in the middle, before reaching the upper hole.

Flying for more than ten breaths, he stopped suddenly, lowered his voice to test with his spiritual sense.

"Brother?"

"Junior Brother Wei."

As soon as he touched his consciousness, he could clearly distinguish his heels and feet according to the fluctuation of his mana. When he saw him face to face, he turned out to be a junior from the same sect, but as soon as he approached, the cultivator of Foundation Establishment's expression froze, showing a sad expression: "Junior brother Wei, you..."

The young man called Junior Brother put on a pale smile, the dharma sword in his hand was pitted, and his left arm had already disappeared, leaving only Nuo's big wound, which soaked his clothes with blood.

Senior brother Li hurried over, stuffed the elixir into the man's mouth, pushed down, and widened his eyes: "Brother, your leg!"

It's hard to imagine how this person came out with severed arms and legs.

"There are still people...alive."

The young man with a broken limb pointed to a pool of blood not far away. There were several corpses lying across, and the corpses of the Rakshaxu tribe were stacked aside.

The cultivator who established the foundation scrambled and crawled to dig out the fellow junior sister who was still panting from the corpse, regardless of the blood.

"Why is it happening like that!"

Senior brother surnamed Li's eyes were red, and he hurriedly searched for the living.

The Rakshaxu cultivator who was lying in a pool of blood beside the cave shot violently, just about to hit the unsuspecting man.

"Hey!"

Red light flashed.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Rakshaxu Clan immediately melted into black residue. When Senior Brother Li looked back, he saw the red-haired Taoist standing beside him in a black and white robe.

The Taoist's eyes were blazing, and his every move carried great coercion.

"Master!" The monk surnamed Li cried.

It's like a child who has been bullied and met his own adult who upholds justice.

All the grievances in his heart surged up in his head.

Moist eyes, sour nose.

The foundation-building cultivator who had lost his arms and legs wailed loudly, his face covered in blood, "Why did you come here?"

"Sorry, master is late."

The red-haired Taoist comforted.

There was a sigh and remorse in the voice.

Take the pill from the storage bag.

Using the seal method, they supplemented the robes on their bodies, and the magic power turned into silk threads and pulled them up like a mask.

Find the disciples of Wan Fazong in the pool of blood, feed the living people with pills, and put the corpses in storage bags.

Then it turned into a light and searched along the crypt.

The mana of the real person in the late Jindan stage blooms into long silk threads, like a dense red cloud, illuminating the entire cave.

Russian and.

A total of 47 Wanfazong disciples were all found by him, but there were only 26 living people left, and seven Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Counting Ding Xie, it should be eight.

……

Tu Shanjun's expression changed slightly, and a huge breath poured into the blood cave.

That is not the coercion that Jindan can bring in the early stage.

That aura carried powerful mana, and it turned into a mask to protect Ding Xie, Gu Xiao, and Li Shengli, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

in between.

The breath locked on his body as if aimed at him.

"The master is here."

Gu Xiao was overjoyed immediately, as happy as a child, and danced.

On the contrary is Ding Xie, he expects the support from the sect to arrive, but he is more worried about Tu Shanjun.

If there is a conflict with the sect, it will be broken.

　It's too late to work overtime, so I can only do one more today.

　　This sudden situation is difficult to control, Lingshan tried his best to overcome it. (It’s not running away, it’s really taking up time in life)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)