I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 256 Seal
Tan Lin was scared.

There was boundless fear in his heart.

That is the awe of death.

The more you practice, the more afraid you will be of death.

But today he felt the haze hanging over his head, the lingering shadow seemed to be completely imprinted in his heart, and it swelled beyond control after just a few moments of memory.

Dao heart blocked?Maybe, it's just that now he doesn't have time to think at all, he just wants to live.

With Yu Jianshu's full force, the sword light turned into a rainbow and broke through the thick fog in front of him.

As soon as he rushed out, the silence disappeared, and the heaven and earth returned to the warm sound.

Wind movement, cloud movement, or birds and beasts running, and the breathing of the residents hiding in the city, in short, he finally escaped from that oppressive and heavy world.

All kinds of escapism methods were used, and finally he escaped from the mist by rolling and crawling.

Still panicking, Tan Lin didn't dare to stay for a moment, and was about to activate the seal with a quick glance.

Suddenly.

A blue-black ghost hand rested on Tan Lin's shoulder.

It was bitingly cold, I couldn't feel the temperature, it was as cold and hard as a block of cold iron.

Tan Lin shivered in fright, and made a point of his sword to attract the flying sword, and slashed at his shoulder without hesitation.

Perhaps this sword cut would not only cut off the ghost's hand, but also remove his entire shoulder, but he didn't have much choice, so he could only do so.

However, when the flying sword was applied to the ghost's hand, it was like cotton being smashed on a rock, and it remained motionless.

The horror in Tan Lin's eyes overflowed, his shrunken pupils trembled uncontrollably, and he took out the talisman with his hands.

"disease."

It's just that before the talisman was activated, his body was dragged into the thick mist again.

It's not that Tu Shanjun is bullying people, even if he refuses to admit it, in fact he is not a living person anymore.

As the main soul of the soul banner, he is even more terrifying than ordinary ghosts. When facing him, Qi practitioners with insufficient means are no different from ordinary people facing ferocious ghosts.

"Boom."

Heavy objects fell to the ground.

Han An took a closer look, and saw a corpse appearing in front of the big locust tree.

The face of the corpse was still terrified, as if it was trying to call for help loudly, but now it was only cold and ashes, like a rag thrown away at will.

"This black flag is so terrifying?"

Han An couldn't help but look at the soul banner in his hand.

The black flag fluttered with the breeze, and the evil spirits floating on the soul flag crowded around.

The soul banner fluttered down, as if they would emerge from it at any moment.

At this moment, Han An felt that his thoughts were right.If such a powerful magic weapon falls into the hands of those people outside, the harm it will cause will be even greater today.

However, he unconsciously remembered what the black-robed Taoist said.

Maybe……

Thousands of ghost soldiers have not been dealt with yet, and he has no time to think about the plan of the black-robed Taoist.

It is useless to speculate, not to mention that he has already used this black flag.Even if the Taoist plan is really good, it cannot be implemented now.

Just as he was about to mobilize the soul flag to collect thousands of evil spirits in front of him, Han An looked down at the back of his hand.

The light red lines spread slowly.

His body is like a piece of porcelain with cracks, maybe it will shatter into a pile of scum after a while.

"Is the spirit body about to reach its limit?"

Han An no longer paid much attention to his own situation, but shook the Zunhun Banner with both hands.

The flag of the honored soul moves, and the wind stops the fog.

I just felt that the originally dark sky suddenly brightened a lot.

Li San was fighting with the ghost general, and the next moment the ghost general disappeared without a trace, along with the ghost soldiers in formation.

Looking back, I happened to see Han An waving the black flag.

thump.

Han An put his flag on the ground, and the scarlet lines had climbed up to his face.

The current face is like a splicing of small pieces of porcelain, and even the body has dimmed a lot.

"Stop, if you wave the soul banner again, you will die."

The indifferent sound is like a clear spring dripping in the cold pool.

Han An was shocked.

How could he forget the owner of this voice, after all, he has bothered him many times, and even drank his wine.

"Daoist?"

Han An asked in surprise, and he also understood that such a person would definitely not die.

No matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find it. After that sentence, there was only a long silence.

"There are people from Luojiao outside the city. If they are allowed to leave, they will gather ghost soldiers to attack the city next time."

"They must die."

"If possible, I even want to kill the 20 rogues who are piled up outside."

Huh.

What a bold idea.

Tu Shanjun in the banner was surprised by Han An's idea.

20 people, not to mention other things, no one dares to recite this huge cause and effect.

Moreover, the power of Wanfazong is still strong, and any foundation-builder cultivator can crush Han An to death.

Han An seemed to be speaking to Tu Shanjun, but also seemed to be speaking to himself.

While speaking, he turned the copper furnace upside down with Zhengyin and took out the three incense sticks inside.

The three pillars of high incense that were burning with only the tail left were stuffed into his mouth in one go.

"lead."

Complete the procedure by printing.

Rays of pale yellow light flew out from the pawn's body and converged towards his body.

Without the blessing of the light yellow light, most of the surviving soldiers of the army collapsed and fell into a coma, and some of them who hadn't passed out were also in a state of exhaustion and could not move.

In fact, there are not many soldiers left alive.

Although they were veterans full of vigor and blood, they were fighting against ghost soldiers, especially after the ghost general put down the big banner, and then the pale ghost king appeared. The entry of these two ghosts made them quickly reduce their numbers.

To be able to survive, both strength and luck are indispensable.

After a while, Han An's body like porcelain suppressed most of it.

Although still terrifying, the cracks on his body have faded a lot.

Holding the soul banner in his hand tightly, Han An let out a long breath, and shook the soul banner again.

Heaven and earth moment.

Han An suddenly found that the situation around him had changed, and the darkness added to his body was stronger than the ghost fog.

Candles flicker in the distance.

In the blink of an eye, it's almost here.

The stepped-up candlelight dyed a faint light here, but Han An couldn't feel the slightest peace of mind. Looking at the shrines reflected a little under the faint firelight, it was even more frightening and weird.

A figure in a black robe and a hood appeared in front of Han An.

Although his body shape was different, he still couldn't forget that black Taoist robe. Looking at those eyes in the darkness, he felt a little more familiar.

He couldn't help asking: "Is the Taoist priest you?"

"it's me."

He waved his hand to create a stone table and bench, and the butterfly-shaped wine bowl fell on it. After sitting down, the black-robed Taoist looked at Han An and asked, "I don't understand something."

Han An Zhili: "I will answer any doubts the Taoist priest has."

"However, I don't have much time, so please use your strength to kill Luojiao Moxiu outside the city."

Tu Shanjun did not agree, but said: "You don't have to worry."

He drew Han An's consciousness with the technique of dreaming, and constructed a part of the spiritual death realm in the dream, making the dream a little magical, enough to condense his thoughts, questions and answers in an instant.

Now that Mr. Tu Shan has already explained this, Han An can only restrain his eagerness to kill.

"Excuse me, the Taoist priest."

"Where does your power come from? These things are very different from mana." As he said, Tu Shanjun opened his green and black ghost hand, and the pale yellow light appeared vividly, even with a little red in the pale yellow.

There was a flash of light in his eyes.

Although Jindan Grandmaster's strength has only recovered a little, it still makes Han An invisible.

Most of Han An's body is made up of such a light yellow light, of which mana accounts for a very small proportion. The whole body seems real and illusory, not like a living person.

It stands to reason that the body of a ghost should not be like this, even if the soul escapes to become a dharma body, it shouldn't be like this.

"The Taoist priest asked..."

While hesitating, he even swallowed a lot of words.

In the end, he let out a long sigh: "Forget it, maybe there will be no more me after today, so I will entrust this thing to the Taoist priest."

As he spoke, his hands condensed into a spell and pointed towards his forehead.

"out."

The pale yellow light was in full bloom, and a thumb-sized seal entwined with the aura of Tianqing appeared in Han An's hand.

Tu Shanjun's complexion changed.

Han An didn't know, but he understood that this was a conscious dream, and it's not an exaggeration to say it was a memory, how could this thing be brought out in a dream.

Just as Xiaoyin appeared, Han An's body, which had improved slightly, immediately returned to the original difficult situation, and even became more serious.

It seems that it will shatter into smoke and dust at the slightest touch.

Tu Shanjun raised his hand to grab the small seal in his hand, the small seal was half missing and covered with cracks.The animal on the seal can no longer be seen, only the claws and feet remain, and there are holes and gaps left.

Turning over the seal, Tu Shanjun's eyes suddenly froze.

"Guifeng City God."

The ghost characters are slightly smaller, not like a single character, but rather like a part of a character.

"Huaifeng, Huaifeng City God?"

"Is this power the power of incense and fire?"

Tu Shanjun felt that he had taken over a trouble.

He has never seen other people holding things, but he saw it from the hands of a ghost in the human world near the ghost land.

The way of immortality flourishes, but the way of gods disappears.

Nowadays, everyone is competing for immortality, and it is almost the same if the miracle is said to be wiped out.

Now this small seal, engraved with the name of the city god, is probably just the ashes of the divine way.

Tu Shanjun felt a little strange and confused, and also slightly afraid of unknown things.

However, this incident did not affect his state of mind.

In the past 20 years, he is no longer the anxious Xiaobai he was when he first time traveled, and his view of power is also different from before.

Han An was anxious.

His condition was not good. After Xiaoyin left, his body could no longer stabilize.

However, Tu Shanjun cannot be urged.

Looking at the other party's appearance, he was obviously thinking about something.

The sound of something breaking woke up Tu Shanjun, and when he looked up, it turned out that there were a few more cracks on Han An's face.

Tu Shanjun sent Xiaoyin back, and the cracks on Han An's body quickly disappeared.

'I'll help you kill Luo Jiao's Qi trainer first. '

The black mist crawled out of the streamer like a ferocious ghost, and disappeared into the distant sky in the blink of an eye.

　There is one more chapter, and it will be published as soon as it is revised.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)