I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 300
The Demon Cultivator of the Blood Evil Sect looked at Tu Shanjun's back blankly, as if he had nothing worthy of this senior's concern.

As his mind turned, Moxiu's pupils trembled slightly.

He really has nothing to worry about.

But Jindan Gaoxiu uses the magic weapon of Zunhun Banner. If you want to say which family is most famous for using this magic weapon in the whole Xiaohuangyu, it is their Blood Fiend Sect.

Even, the refining of the soul-respecting banner itself is the secret of the Blood Fiend Sect, and it is the mainstay of the basic magic weapon.

The Golden Core Grandmaster in front of him killed the Daheishan Ghost King, which obviously gave Zun Hun Banner another Golden Core Grandmaster.

"Ghost Xiu, you're still using the soul banner. Which line of peak master is it, or is it a senior who is living outside?" Moxiu Deng Zhao searched for detailed information about the peak masters of each line of the Blood Fiend Sect in his mind. .

From the bottom of his heart, he was looking forward to finding out the origin of the other party.

In this way, not only can you survive, but you can also get some rewards from the hands of the seniors.

For such an expert, it would be enough for him to be happy if he leaked something from his fingers.

Unlike Moxiu's blank thinking, the ghost of the Holy Spirit Sect had a dignified expression.

He recognized the technique used by the red-haired evil spirit, which was clearly the death-enduring technique of spirit demons.That accident caused the Holy Spirit Sect to lose many family treasures and spell books.

However, the aura of the exercise technique is unmistakable. After seeing the seal method, he has already recognized the Ninjutsu technique.

They can't mix with the fighting skills of Jindan monks, and naturally they can't hear their voice transmission.However, he exclaimed the 'Holy Spirit Endurance Technique', hoping that the other party would focus on fighting and not pay attention to them.

'Could it be the senior of Zongzhong? '

The evil spirit couldn't help guessing.

In order to confirm his conjecture and break the deadlock by the way, the evil ghost cupped his hands and said: "I have been a casual practitioner for a hundred years, I have met the king, congratulations to the king for defeating the Daheishan ghost king."

"The little one doesn't know the name of the king?"

Nie Quanjiu saw how this limelight could attract an outsider, then he knelt down on one knee and said loudly: "Hear your Majesty's name respectfully!"

When the other demons heard this, they quickly knelt down and shouted in unison.

Without the mana barrier, the voices of all the monsters penetrated the hall and stretched down to the main peak of Daheishan.The demons at the foot of the peak were still ignorant, and there were some smart ones among them, who immediately understood that Daheishan had changed masters.

When they heard that so many big demons and ghosts bowed their heads and bowed their heads, they couldn't help but wonder who became the new king of the Great Black Mountain.

"It's changed."

"..."

"The ghost king is probably more or less ominous."

"Even the jurisdiction has dissipated, it should be..."

Whether it was demons or ordinary people in Daheishan City, they all heard the sound of rolling thunder.

They all started discussing, even though they knew that it didn't matter how loudly they said, they couldn't help lowering their voices, as if they were also waiting for the new king to speak.

……

Tu Shanjun turned his head to look at the demons in the hall.

Looking over, there is no coercion and no terrifying aura, only the sky-like loftiness and calmness, tranquility and plainness.

I only heard the red-haired evil spirit more than seven feet away say calmly: "My name is Tu Shanjun."

The sound pierced the sky like thunder, and it was more like lightning lighting up the night.

The coercion is like Han.

It seemed to be ringing in everyone's ears.

Although it is invisible, it seems to form ripples, slowly spreading down.

"Welcome to the king."

Tu Shanjun decided to temporarily settle down in Daheishan.

Juefa's mana was originally only [-]-[-]% left, but then the Daheishan Ghost King mobilized his body's mana and used the heart to transform and supplement it, which suddenly increased to [-]-[-]%.

Even though it is only the Dantian Sea in the early stage of Jindan, it is enough to deal with chores.

After he finished digesting the things in his hands, and then gathered a part of the evil spirit over time, he could advance the Honored Soul Banner.

With Daheishan Ghost King and Juefa, the two golden elixir yin gods, coupled with the majestic evil spirit transformed from the body of the incense and fire gods, Zunhun Banner has already walked [-]% to [-]% of the advancement path, and it is enough to make up the last [-]% to [-]%.

Since there are such favorable conditions, how could Tu Shanjun not take advantage of them.

Of course, Daheishan's huge incense and vows naturally became the merits of the soul banner.

"Mr. Tu Shan?"

The Demon Cultivator of the Blood Fiend Sect had the same idea as the Ghost Cultivator beside him.

They were all looking for information about this senior, but they didn't have the slightest impression of this senior at all, as if the other party jumped out of a crack in the rock.

This is a golden elixir, not foundation building or even qi training.

Which one of the Golden Core cultivators became famous without making a move, how could it be like this now.

"Could it be that senior, this shot is the battle of fame?" The thought flashed through the minds of the two of them, and they immediately denied it.

This senior is in the middle stage of Golden Core, not the early stage of Golden Core.

Being able to defeat the Great Black Mountain Ghost King is enough to show that the red-haired monk in front of him is also a strong player in the middle stage of Jindan.

Ghost Xiu felt uneasy in his heart, he always felt hairy in his heart, looking at the red-haired evil spirit, he was not affected by the indifference shown by the other party, but a voice in his heart kept telling him to escape.

"I don't know why Your Majesty left the two of us here?"

A voice transmission landed in Guixiu's ear: "What did the Spirit Demon Sect send you here for?"

Ghost Xiu immediately took two steps back in fright: "Senior, what you said, why can't the little one understand."

Tu Shanjun's eyes were fixed, and the sound transmission was dense, and condensed into silk threads: "You really don't understand?"

Ghost Xiu became silent, and then the panic in his expression disappeared, and he paused for a while before speaking: "No matter where the king heard this name, he should stop here, knowing too much, there will be no good end."

The red-haired ghost laughed: "If you don't tell me, I will take it myself."

Guixiu pointed to his head and said: "I can die here, but I can assure you that the king will not be able to get any information, because there are constraints in the small head. Don't say that the king can't take it away, it is the ancestor of Yuanying. You can’t take it away even when it’s here.”

After saying this, the red-haired evil ghost frowned immediately, what Guixiu said was not false.

In this way, Tu Shanjun is a little bit depressed.

Those who secretly poked at things did a good job of keeping secrets.Even such a pawn can point to his own head and tell him calmly that a person can die, but he can't take away the information.

Fortunately, Mr. Tu Shan didn't care about these things, and it was only by the way that he kept Guixiu, and he wanted to keep someone else.

Seeing the red-haired evil spirit turn his gaze to the blood demon cultivator beside him, the ghost cultivator still maintained the look of relentless death, and there was nothing he could do if he did not.

Because he already felt the murderous intent from the red-haired evil spirit just now.

Light, but like refined steel.

Just like the red-haired evil spirit killed the white tiger demon, he hesitated when he saw him at that time, obviously other dead demons and ghosts had eaten people, only the white tiger demon did not eat people.

How could such a cruel and merciless person let him go after being threatened by him.

"Unexpectedly, I came to watch the ceremony today, but I saw him off at the end of my life." Ghost Xiu sighed.

Tu Shanjun didn't know what Guixiu was thinking, so he raised his hand and grabbed the demon cultivator of the Blood Evil Sect. Without any nonsense, the bluish-white ghost hand covered the demon cultivator of the Blood Evil Sect.

There is no emotion, let alone mood swings, only two words that are extremely indifferent and chilling.

"Soul search!"

The cultivator of the Blood Fiend Sect was just about to struggle, but a terrifying pressure bound him tightly, and he couldn't even pry his mana away, so he could only beg for mercy, "Senior, please forgive me, I am a disciple of the Blood Fiend Sect..."

Tu Shanjun said coldly: "I killed the disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect."

The demon cultivator of the blood evil sect took his life and cut off his path to immortality.

In the end, it can only become this look of neither human nor ghost.

This beam has long been knotted.

He may have to observe other demon cultivators.

However, facing the disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect, he would kill each one he saw.When he cultivates to a high level, he must go to the Blood Fiend Sect to eradicate him from the whole family, leaving no chickens or dogs behind, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

In a short while, amidst the painful wailing of the blood evil sect demon cultivator, the demon cultivator's body turned into a human body, and finally, under the action of Tu Shanjun's mana, it turned into evil spirit and merged into the soul streamer, and the remaining dregs turned into powder.

The disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect came here to contact the Daheishan Ghost King.

Daoist Yuyan's lifespan will be exhausted in these four to fifty years. In order to gain enough benefits from this big cake, the Blood Fiend Sect has already begun to take the lead and spread out disciples to win over the alliance.

As for other things, there is nothing useful.

Most of them are about the cultivators of the Blood Evil Sect, their relationships, their trump cards, their secrets, their admiration for their senior sisters, their envy and jealousy towards their brothers and sisters, and their complaints about their partiality towards their master.

He knew something about the Holy Spirit Church, and he just knew and heard the name.

His master warned him not to ask too many questions.

The demon cultivator also had a soul banner in his hand, but because he didn't have high-quality ghosts, he changed the magic weapon.

Foundation Establishment cultivators are not direct disciples of the sect, or have any background. Of course, they can't get too many resources, and they don't have magic weapons.

Tu Shanjun still doesn't like the three melons and two dates in the opponent's Nawu Talisman.

Maybe it's because he doesn't worry about the magic weapon of the spirit stone, so Tu Shanjun doesn't have a deep understanding of the difficulties of cultivation, and he doesn't want to break two pieces of one spirit stone to spend.

"I didn't expect the Blood Fiend Sect to be not far from Yangcheng." Tu Shanjun murmured in his heart. Of course, he saw the location of the Blood Fiend Sect's sect and the way to enter and exit the sect from the memory of the demon cultivator.

It's no wonder that the Blood Evil Sect plotted against Yangcheng, that place is indeed very good, a transit place extending in all directions, and once occupied, it can obtain massive resources.

With such an accumulation of resources, it won't be long before there will be a few more Golden Core Grandmasters.

All the demons and ghosts frightened by Tu Shanjun's fierce methods dared not speak out, and each of them acted like a turtle, for fear of being noticed by the new king.

When the gaze moved over, the ghost cultivator of the Spirit Demon Sect had already committed suicide.

How could Mr. Tu Shan be threatened by others casually, so he searched his soul, and sure enough, as Guixiu said, he has no memory at all, not even the ordinary memory of Guixiu.

With a wave of his hand, he took the Yin God of Guixiu into the banner, and then used his power to destroy the fleshy body.

"I don't have any memory to search, so I don't know if it's good to use it?"

(End of this chapter)