I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 297
But unlike Mr. Tu Shan who is complicated, Daheishan Ghost King is full of fear.

How powerful the Black Mountain Seal is, this is not a phantom condensed by the technique, but a real magic weapon. This blow was placed on the monk at the early stage of Jindan, and the opponent's brains had already been smashed out.

Even if a monk of the same level is hit, the head is broken and the blood is light, and the body should be broken, and the Yinshen will be displaced.

Not to mention that I can still stand, even if I walk, I can't walk straight, so I can only run away.

The red-haired ghost cultivator on the opposite side not only did not lose consciousness, but also stabilized his figure, and did not lose much of his breath.

In terms of estimating the combat power, at most two to three percent has gone.

Don't think that [-]-[-]% is a lot, she will lose [-]-[-]% of her mana with a full blow of her magic weapon.Ten percent of the mana is enough to use the magic weapon for twenty or thirty rounds.

At that time, even if Juefa and Juefa were defeated, she would have to face the threat of those neighbors, and even the demons under her would attack first.

"There can be no further delay, it must be resolved quickly."

Daheishan Ghost King's stunning face was a little more ferocious, since he can't do it with one blow, let's try again.

"Heavenly seal."

"Jurisdiction."

Daheishan Ghost King's hand-printing method was formed.

Orange-red rays of light shot up from the ground, and in an instant, the legal domain had condensed into shape.

"The Emperor's Seat of Montenegro!"

The main peak of Montenegro turned into a huge throne.

A body of hundreds of feet sits on it, with the sky and clouds above its head, and its feet stepping on the mountains and rivers, like a ghost emperor overlooking the world.It's more like a pillar of Optimus, communicating with this small world.

Tu Shanjun, who was shrouded in the legal realm, said in awe: "The body of incense and fire."

That's right, the one in front of me is also the body of the incense fire, and with the formation of the golden elixir domain, the body of the incense fire has re-condensed.

"Is that the king's legal domain? It's really powerful."

"With a body of hundreds of feet, you can call him the strongest golden core with such strength, right?"

"Do not."

"what?"

"That person doesn't have any look of fear."

All the monsters were only surprised by the strength of the Daheishan Ghost King's legal domain, and they came back to their senses after hearing Nie Quanjiu's reminder. The Jindan master who was hostile to the Daheishan Ghost King seemed still calm.

……

"Senior, let's fight together."

Juefa chanted Amitabha, saying that he was going to use the seal of heaven to condense the realm of law.

"Your legal domain has been severely damaged just now. Even if you want to make a move, it will only waste mana. Lend my mana to consolidate the legal domain." Tu Shanjun's sound transmission fell into Juefa's ear, and at the same time a bottle of elixir was stuffed in.

"Eat one if the mana is over half."

"Okay!" Juefa froze for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

He can condense the legal domain, and there is no reason for the predecessors to be unable to condense the legal domain.

It's just that he doesn't know what kind of jurisdiction the senior is, and he has never seen Tu Shanjun make a full shot.

The other side.

Tu Shanjun poured the Jindan-level ghost pill into his mouth as jelly beans, and finally healed his injuries.

Fortunately, he was not crushed to death by that magic weapon, otherwise he would have to account for all the money he had saved.Apart from Yinhun Pill, there is no other way to provide him with such a huge body of condensed evil energy.

Regardless of how much Yinhun pills are in reserve, as long as Tu Shanjun dies once, it will cost seventy-seven eighty-eight.

Now that the cultivation base is high, it is not like when the cultivation base is low, you can reunite your physical body by simply gathering a little bit of evil spirit.

"Heavenly seal."

"Jurisdiction."

"Death realm of the gods!"

The black light was like a tide, and it immediately squeezed out the red-orange glow, occupying half of the area.

The black mist shrouded, and terror descended.

The faint fire lights up the long endless road, and the shrine can be seen vaguely.

If the magic domain of the Daheishan Ghost King is powerful to the demons, then the domain of the red-haired and black-robed ghost cultivator is terrifying. It is a feeling of fear of facing the horror in the heart.

Fortunately, the scope of the legal domain is not large, only the main peak and the main hall are included.

Therefore, many monsters and common people outside the main peak cannot see the scene inside.

However, the small coverage area does not mean that the space within the legal domain is small. The legal domain is its own small world. The stronger the monk who uses the legal domain, the greater the space within the legal domain.

A jurisdiction that looks like one or two miles to the outside world may actually extend thousands or thousands of miles inside.

With the display of the legal domain, the black robe on Tu Shanjun's body turned into a black red cotton robe and armor.It looks like armor, but it's actually more like a sacrificial ceremony dress.

The red hair was let loose freely, two ghost horns snaked to the top of the head and behind the head, and two small flags were inserted on the back shoulder blades, spreading out to the sides.

Daheishan Ghost King sneered and said sarcastically, "Do you want to sing a big show if you dress like this?"

Tu Shanjun was in a calm mood.

This is the complete form of the gods' death realm. The two small banners represent a thousand Yin gods each, and there is an illusory third small banner, but because there are not enough Yin gods in the soul banner, it is only a rough prototype.

"Sing a song and send you to death."

"How courageous, I will let you die first!"

"Mountain and River Seal."

"go with!"

The black seal was separated from the hands of the Daheishan Ghost King again, and at the same time when it was thrown, the surrounding air mechanisms had been completely sealed off, not to mention the escape technique, even the body protection method was like a paper tiger.

"banner."

Tu Shanjun beckoned, and a small black flag fell into his hand, instantly turning into Zhang Xu.

The surface of the soul banner is painted with ferocious, terrifying, silent, or compassionate ghosts in different shapes.

The banner cloth is open and surrounded, and the Xuhun banner hangs above Tu Shanjun's head.

A bang.

The black light mask supported by the soul flag collided with the black seal.

The coercion fluctuated mightily, turning everything in front of him into dust.

The impact force is so strong that it cannot be compared with ordinary magic attacks.

After all, the soul banner is not an attack-type magic weapon, and it will inevitably suffer a bit of a disadvantage, but fortunately, the soul banner is a middle-level magic weapon, the quality is a little higher than that of the seal, and the material is hard, even if there is a fluctuation, it can be quickly repaired by the evil spirit.

"magic weapon?!"

Daheishan Ghost King's eyes widened and he let out a sound of surprise.

It is expected that the other party has a magic weapon, because generally no matter how poor a mid-term Golden Core cultivator can have a magic weapon, no matter whether the magic weapon is related to his own phase or not, having it is better than not having it.

However, the magic weapon in the shape of a soul banner does not seem to be a simple object.

Not only the breath and the red-haired ghost fit together, but also the vague feeling, it seems to be a seamless one.Most importantly, it seems to be a mid-level magic weapon.

Daheishan Ghost King was surprised, someone was even more surprised than her, that person's jaw dropped to the ground.

Different from other monsters, the demon cultivator of the Blood Fiend Sect recognized the magic weapon in Tu Shanjun's hand, which was clearly the signature of their Blood Fiend Sect.

"Respecting Soul Banner!"

"A soul-respecting banner of the magic weapon level."

Hearing Moxiu's soliloquy beside him, Guixiu couldn't help but look sideways, and his eyes couldn't help flickering.

The Demonic Cultivator of the Blood Fiend Sect has already been stunned and confused. Even the elders in the Blood Fiend Sect may not have the magic treasure-level soul-respecting flag. This thing is not a good magic weapon for sacrifice.

The magic weapon stage is okay, and it is very powerful among the same stage.

But in order to improve, not only do you need a huge ghost, you also need to re-sacrifice.Not to mention the time and effort, if it is scrapped, the hard work of a lifetime will be ruined, and no one dares to gamble like that.

That's why soul-respecting banners haven't become popular. Most of them are used by monks who practice qi and build foundations. When they reach an elder, they will replace their magic weapons.

"The Magical Treasure Soul Banner must have a Jindan-level Yin God, right?" Guixiu looked at Moxiu of the Blood Evil Sect and asked.

The Blood Fiend Sect Demon Cultivator didn't seem to come back to his senses, but just nodded unconsciously.

"It's troublesome."

"Counting the red-haired evil ghost, the monk of the White Bone Temple, if there is a golden elixir yin god in the soul banner, if the Daheishan ghost king doesn't know this information, he might be killed."

Ghost Xiu just wanted to remind.

In the sky, Tu Shanjun took off the two small flags from his back.

The two small flags were like two nails firmly nailing the body of the incense and fire god to the throne, unable to move.

"Lend me your life!"

Boom!

The Baizhang shrine rises from the ground, like a gate enveloping the body of the incense and fire, and even the Daheishan Ghost King inside the body of the incense and fire.

"Turning."

A huge word 'death' appeared on the stunning face of the Daheishan Ghost King.

This word also surfaced on the face of her incense-fire divine body.

Just look at countless black silk threads protruding from the gate of the shrine, the intertwined black silk threads broke through the roaring incense body, and took root in the body of the Daheishan Ghost King.

Daheishan Ghost King felt his consciousness fluttering, looking down, half of her Yinshen had been separated from her body, and was being dragged to the open shrine behind her by the black silk thread.

The shrine is eerie and doesn't look like a good thing.

Even if there are offerings, they are definitely evil gods and ghosts.

At this moment, Daheishan Ghost King felt the crisis of life and death, she really felt that she was going to die.

The body of the incense burner roared and struggled, and the turbulent incense burnt into waves of ripples.

This is not the wish of the Daheishan ghost king, but the wish of all living beings in the Daheishan territory.

They don't want Daheishan Ghost King to die!
Countless incense power poured in, and the two small flags that were originally strong also became loose.

It was this glimmer of life that the Daheishan Ghost King seized.

"Come!"

The black seal, which was in a stalemate with the Soul Banner, quickly returned and smashed down in the air. With just one blow, half of the Baizhang shrine behind her was shattered.

The black thread is broken.

The death word on Daheishan Ghost King's face also faded.

Tu Shanjun, who was backlashed, spat out a mouthful of blood. Although his swaying body stood up straight, his legs were no longer as rock-solid as before, but trembled slightly.

"Wanmin doesn't want to, so do you have to save her?"

The hundred-foot-long incense and fire god body seemed to be becoming more refined, and it kept agitating its own strength.

Tu Shanjun wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "Stupid, stupid people!"

He knew that no amount of cursing would wake up these stupid people.

All he had to do was kill the Daheishan Ghost King.

"Shrine."

"Again!"

While Tu Shanjun's seal was condensed, with a thought, the killing formation of the ghost king of the ten directions finally manifested at this moment.

"Wanmin can save you once, can it save you a second time?"

"kill!"

Tu Shanjun groaned.

Danced and danced, and started a big show.

The Baizhang shrine rose again, and countless black silk threads burst out to hook the body of the Daheishan Ghost King.But at this moment, Tu Shanjun's pupils could not help shrinking.

It was just a body, and there was no Yinshen at all.

"Pfft!"

An arm pierced through Tu Shanjun's chest, making his already precarious body even more dangerous.

His face was bloodless, and his body was not as tall and straight as before.

This is a cultivator in the middle stage of the golden core, and it is no problem to move mountains and fill the sea, but this attack is too tricky, and the timing is too good.

Tu Shanjun turned his head.

His eyes were full of astonishment, surprise, and disbelief.

That arm belongs to awareness.

"puff."

Black and red blood spilled out of Tu Shanjun's mouth without any money. The blood hole in his chest made him feel suffocated, and his beating heart was also slowly reducing the frequency, as if it would stop in the next moment.

He forgot, however, that he no longer needed to breathe.

There is no need for heart maintenance.

Even an ordinary golden core master can live well without losing his heart, let alone a body like his evil spirit.

All of this seems to be because he didn't expect it.

He didn't expect that the person who made the shot would be Juefa who was blocked by him.

Being betrayed is an indescribable feeling, and the pain in it is like standing under the poisonous sun and frosting the bottom of my heart.

The whole body is cold and makes people tremble.

The smile on the corner of Juefa's mouth, like an awl, pierced into Tu Shanjun's heart fiercely.

(End of this chapter)