I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 217
Red clouds and red light illuminate the blood cave, shimmering densely, making the expressions of the people in the blood cave emerge.

Gu Xiao was ecstatic and shouted excitedly.

The red cloud was like a sweeping flame, avoiding all the monks of the Wanfa sect, and igniting the entire Rakshayuan cave.

The terrifying coercion lingering around his side was like a vine that was getting tighter and tighter. Mr. Tu Shan had already returned all his mana to Ding Xie, so he naturally had no ability to make any extra resistance.

Fortunately, the breath only surrounded him, and did not further target him.

The mountain above has been pierced through countless holes by the giant bones of the soldiers.

Some cavities connect stretches of holes.

The thick and pure evil spirit drilled out from the hole.

Fighting Ruosi, the blood cave has become a sieve for ventilation, but fortunately living in the mountain, I only feel the chill above my head.

Tu Shanjun paid attention, his expression did not change significantly, and he muttered in his heart: "Yin evil tide? Weird."

Why does Dongyuan have such a strong evil spirit.

There is no need for special eyes to observe, just the naked eye can see the black ink swaying.

This is not the time to think about it, another golden core breath surged.

"It really doesn't stop." Tu Shanjun looked solemnly at the other side of the corridor, and there were footsteps in the darkness, and the heavy pressure came, like a mountain falling heavily on Tu Shanjun's shoulders.

After a face-to-face meeting, Tu Shanjun's scarlet eyes flickered, and he opened the spiritual official's eyes.

The light-colored mist dissipated, entangled with the red cloud that seemed to block the light that illuminated all the crypts.

Spiritual creature Yinshen!

Tu Shanjun's face froze, but the blue-faced grimace did not reveal any flaws.

With such a face, he didn't see too many changes in his expression.

The other party is at least a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan, who can vaguely resist the red cloud.

"A master of the Rakshaxu clan." Tu Shanjun's sound transmission fell in Ding Xie's ears, and Ding Xie's eyes widened like a spring thunder, and he looked over at a loss, with worry in his original joy and calmness His expression also changed drastically.

'How could there be more? '

A Jindan had made them flustered, and they ran out of cards before killing them.

Why is there another one now.

"Ghost repair." The visitor was surrounded by the white mist, and the shadow flickered slightly like out of frame, and only spit out two words.

He turned his head and glanced at the martial pawn who was kneeling on the ground next to him, his vitality was disappearing. The man in the fog paused slightly. He didn't expect the pawn to be defeated. When he heard the news for the first time, he thought there was something wrong. , Now it seems that the state of the soldiers is really doubtful.

This method is too miraculous.

The vitality of the soldier's body has not dissipated completely, but under the glance of his spiritual consciousness, it is true that the spirit is not there.

"Return his yin spirit back, you can live, otherwise you will die!"

The man in the fog pointed at the body of the soldier kneeling on the ground beside him, his voice was flat but with an unquestionable majesty, as if Tu Shanjun had to listen to what he said to do things well, and he had to do the same.

Tu Shanjun's body muscles are tense, his strength is flowing, and he is ready to go.

Not to mention that he couldn't return the yin god of the military pawn at all, even he couldn't save the yin god who had entered the soul banner.

Even if it can be done, according to Tu Tiger's temperament, he will not accept the threat obediently.

So what if the yin spirit of a master of Jindan Shangxiu is strong, after he recovers some vitality and adds a little mana, he can still resist one or two.

Hearing Gu Xiao's shout just now, and aware of Ding Xie's expression, it must be that Wanfazong's support has arrived.

"It seems that you are determined to seek death." The man in the mist made a sudden move, and the long thin cotton needle turned into a handleless flying sword in mid-air.

The ignorance world is self-responsive, the ghost horns and lines gather between the eyebrows, and a cloudy ghost eye opens, which twitches strangely and emits light at the same time.

Although the Wuming Realm is so powerful, it is a pity that Mr. Tu Shan is not strong enough.

Just block the moment.

Thoughts flashed in my mind, I was hesitating whether to explode the golden core to give the opponent a fatal blow, only to hear: "Looking for death?"

"You are so brave!"

With a loud shout, a red finger appeared in front of Tu Shanjun's forehead, blocking the flying sword transformed by the bone needle.

The red finger was revived under the smelting of mana, the big mouth biting the tail opened, and the curled body stretched out, becoming a four-clawed red dragon, which crushed the bone needle in one bite, swallowing all the bone spurs together down.

Tu Shanjun suddenly felt the wind and the waterfall, and a red-haired Taoist in black and white Taoist robe appeared beside him. When he raised his hand, the dragon's eyes turned and reattached to his thumb. His mouth bit its tail and turned into a finger puller.

Behind the visitor is a disciple of Wanfazong who is protected by a silk thread, and the mana barrier is unbreakable.

Seeing everyone, Ding Xie let out a long breath that was held in his heart.

Most of the fellows survived.

I thought about whether I could save them all, just thinking about it.

Ding Xie, who has been out on so many missions, doesn't understand that every time such a major event is encountered, people will die, no matter what the righteous sect or the demon sect, it's the same.

"It shouldn't be like this." Ding Xie's throat trembled, and finally he became silent.

To blame or curse?
Ding Xie felt that he couldn't do it, and if he cursed Junior Brother Zhang, then his previous experience would really become a fake.

He can only do his best.

……

Tu Shanjun looked up, only seeing the man's profile.

The long red hair like a burning cloud hangs loose, the black and white Taoist robe lingers with red light, and the cold face mixed with anger.

The blazing flames in the eyes all revealed the other party's current mood.

fury!
Master Chi Yun has never been so angry like today.

Knowing the whole story from the mouths of those juniors, I feel that the treatment of Luo Shaxu Dongtian was too careless and kind, and he actually let the other party take advantage of such a loophole.

As for the traitor Zhang Ran.

It's just the pawns and knives of those old things in Luo Shaxu, poor people who are manipulated by others.

In his capacity, he would not argue with Zhang Ran, and he had his own sect to deal with it.

However, first of all, these people in Rakshaxu must pay the price.

He didn't bother with the chess pieces, so he lost his identity for nothing.

Now that he has met the Righteous Master, Master Chi Yun will not be ambiguous.

"Blazing waves..."

"Burning!"

The moment the spell was formed, the red light turned into a scarlet flame and sword light erupted loudly.

The iron-like rock walls were melted into a pool of boiling magma, and the bony spurs on the beam above his head were turned into scorched black boiling water.

The unstable blood cave suddenly became an iron bucket.

Of course, this was just a side effect, and the sword light was like a hot little sun, blocking the escape path of the man in the fog in an instant.

"cut."

The fine rays of light swirled and squeezed towards the center, and slashed, and the ten thousand sword shadows finally condensed into one, directly beheading the head of the man in the mist.

The spiritual thing in the fog was crushed, crippling half the life of the Jindan cultivator.

When he turned to escape, his head fell off his neck.

"Heart Slashing Technique..."

The person in the fog roared unwillingly, and the Yin God immediately collapsed into a shadow, and it was the blazing palm print that greeted him.

One shot down, no more ghosts and monsters.

Tu Shanjun has only one thought: strong! "

too strong.

The Jindan Shangxiu Yinshen, who couldn't see his strength, cut it off as soon as he said it.

One blow seemed to contain all dharmas, and the physical body entrusted by the spirit creature and the Yin god residing in it were all wiped out.

This is Gao Xiu, the guardian of Dongyuan City, and the real Chiyun of Wanfazong.

Dazheng in the late Jindan period.

The comparison just made the gap.

Tu Shanjun estimated that as far as the present is concerned, even if he does his best and has sufficient mana, he is not his opponent.

Master Chi Yun's expression didn't change, as far as that expression was concerned, it seemed that he had just slapped an annoying bug to death.

Walking to Tu Shanjun's side, looking around, looking sideways at the golden pill of the Rakshaxu clan who was kneeling on the ground and disappearing, then slowly said: "Did you kill it?"

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.

"Old Ancestor, he is my friend." Ding Xie hastened to defend, and at the same time told about Tu Shanjun's blocking of the monks of the Rakshaxu Clan, hoping that his ancestors could understand that Tu Shanjun was not their enemy.

Master Chi Yun glanced at Mr. Tu Shan.

Without the cover of the black robe, Tu Shanjun's appearance is revealed, especially the pair of ghost horns and wild red hair are particularly eye-catching.

That gaze was like looking at the friends of one's own children.

Wanfa Sect does not advertise itself as the orthodox sect, and does not interfere with the interpersonal relationships of its disciples. However, as an elder of the sect, he is a little more strict and scrutinized when dealing with unfamiliar Jindan, especially friends who are disciples of the sect.

Especially not of the same race.

As the saying goes, if you are not of my race, your heart must be different.

No matter what kind of monks ghost cultivators were before they were alive, they will be reborn after condensing their physical bodies, and some of them will become different people even if they have memories of their own lives.

Dongyuan itself is a place full of fish and dragons, so there is no guarantee that things in the depths of Dongyuan will not use their own disciples to make a fuss.

Immortal Chiyun bowed his hands and said, "Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist, Wanfa Sect will reward you generously."

"Don't dare, dare not."

"As a friend of Fellow Daoist Ding, I will never refuse to save you." The Daoist is so thoughtful that Tu Shanjun dare not ask him to accept the gift.

It was said that he saved the disciples of Wanfazong, but Ding Xie actually saved them.

Tu Shanjun didn't intend to do that, so he naturally wouldn't take credit for it and act like a great benefactor.

If possible, Mr. Tu Shan hoped that Master Chi Yun would part ways with them as soon as possible, so as not to be seen by others in time.

Tu Shanjun also saw Chi Yun's precautions, the other party didn't ask by name, obviously he didn't want to get involved.

But the words are indeed not polite, Wan Fazong will definitely express his gratitude generously.

"Fellow Daoist, I still have important matters to attend to."

This time, Master Chiyun did not bring the monks of the Wanfazong with him, and went to the ruins alone.

He was not afraid of what Tu Shanjun would do.

A ghost cultivator who has lost his strength at the early stage of Jindan can't break through his mana barrier at all.

From that person's expression and words, it does not seem to be fake.

The other party did not have any malice towards the disciples of Wanfazong.

Going to the ruins here, maybe a more intense battle will break out, and the aftermath of the battle in a small space is not easy to deal with, so they are left in the blood cave.

When the sound came to Tu Shanjun's ears, the real Chiyun had disappeared.

Such a short distance, within a few breaths, is enough for the Daoist Jindan to walk back and forth.

　In the other chapter, some details are not handled well, so I will not publish it first, and release it after revision.

　　Everyone go to bed early, don't have to wait.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)