I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 31 Don't Cry
The guardian immortal looked at the ferocious ghost in astonishment.

He even forgot to resist.

So was the first thought that popped into his head.

This is not something that can be stopped if you want to.

Tu Shanjun didn't pay much attention to the guarding immortal master, and went straight to Zhang Wanlong.

Zhang Wanlong was also stunned.

Just now, when the ghosts were walking at night, he seemed to see a person.

His only son Zhang Gui.

"I see." Zhang Wanlong murmured in a daze.

"My son."

"what!"

Before he finished speaking, a huge ghost hand directly penetrated his head.

Tu Shanjun dug out Zhang Wanlong's soul.

Zhang Wanlong's headless body lost its support and fell to the ground.

No waves turned up.

Zhang Wanlong was wrong about the soul banner, and he was also wrong about Li Qingfeng.

That's why I lost my life.

To be able to assassinate three times, Zhang Wanlong still has the means.

In the end, he was able to make a desperate fight and use the magic fusion base technique to gain strength.

It's a pity that this power is too weak in Tu Shanjun's opinion.

If it hadn't been for the guarding immortal master's repeated obstruction, in fact, everything could have ended that night.

The world is impermanent, and fate is even more unpredictable.

The Sheriff is dead.

The guarding immortal master was silent, for some reason, something in his heart fell to the ground like a heavy burden.

He let out a sigh of relief.

The faces of the two priests from Liangdu were full of astonishment and surprise.

Li Qingfeng leaned on the soul banner, staggered and stood up straight.

Hyakki Yaxing drew half of his mana in an instant.

But being able to take revenge is enough.

Follow the hundred ghosts back to the soul banner.

Li Qingfeng's revenge was avenged.

"Hahaha!"

Li Qingfeng smiled.

Laugh wildly.

Laughter hoarse.

Tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

"Father, mother!"

"Five Treasures."

"The souls of the one hundred and three members of my Li family can rest in peace."

"I, Li Qingfeng, have avenged you."

Wanton shouting.

He no longer cared whether his identity was exposed.

There is nothing in the world that deserves his attention.

Tu Shanjun stood beside Li Qingfeng, put his palm on Li Qingfeng's shoulder, and looked around.

Wen Lichun's eyes were red, and he stared at the soul banner in Li Qingfeng's hand.

The same is true for the solid offerings.

This Soul Banner Magical Artifact is definitely not simple.

With the strength of his four-level Qi training, he felt a strong threat.

Definitely not an ordinary magic weapon.

"Could it be medium grade?"

"It's still a high-grade magic weapon!"

Wen Lichun unconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand.

The long sword in his hand is just a low-grade magic weapon made of iron refining.

Compared with others, it looks like a crudely made children's toy.

I didn't expect to see a magic weapon suspected to be of the highest rank here.

It just so happens that they are still performing official duties.

To kill, to seize treasure.

Justifiably.

The two looked at each other.

Wen Lichun could also see Zhu Dun's surprise, as well as the greed that was hidden in his eyes but could not be concealed no matter what.

It was also the first time that the guarding immortal master had seen the Soul Banner fully mobilized, and it had such destructive power.

At that time, he really felt death.

If he stood in front of Zhang Wanlong, he would surely die.

"The magic weapon is so powerful."

At the fourth level of Qi training, he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart.

If you wait for the help of this treasure, it is equivalent to having one more hole card that can win the same rank.

However, thinking about the things in the sect, the guarding immortal master couldn't help but hesitate.

After all, they are righteous, and it's okay to use ordinary magic weapons.

The method of refining this soul banner is too cruel, and it needs to constantly replenish the soul and replenish the evil spirit.

Once or twice is okay, if the number of times is too much, if the sect finds out, it will be troublesome.

Although he can stand the investigation, at most he will be punished.

But most of the soul banners in his hand will be confiscated and destroyed.

What's more, if the Zongmen's punishment is severe, his cultivation base may be abolished and he will be expelled from the sect.

"The high sect of the Five Spirits Sect, the two of us are casual cultivators, and we live in the beam to worship."

"Moxiu killed the sheriff, please help us take down this beast with all our strength."

Wen Lichun looked at the young immortal master, and immediately tried to persuade him.

The guarding immortal master was noncommittal and stood where he was.

Wen Lichun saw that the young man of the Five Spirits Sect neither refused nor accepted, so he just froze and didn't ask any more questions, but instead looked at his colleagues.

The stout priest has sealed the door, for fear that Li Qingfeng will escape.

Li Qingfeng stood up, clenched the soul banner in his hand, and retreated towards the door.

Staring fiercely at the solid Qi trainer guarding the door, he said sharply, "Get out of the way."

"Devil, do you still want to get out after killing the sheriff?"

Wen Lichun looked at Li Qingfeng with a smile, and added: "You can't leave today, unless you put down the magic weapon in your hand."

The two of them are bound to win.

When the ghost killed Zhang Wanlong just now, they had already fought with Li Qingfeng.

Now that Li Qingfeng is seriously injured, is he still trying to make a comeback with his seriously injured body?
To make it that easy for them to just get out of the way.

dream!

Li Qingfeng sneered.

If he gave up the soul banner, he really couldn't leave.

Once he loses the magic weapon in his hand, he is like a tiger that has lost its teeth and can only be slaughtered. How could he be so stupid as to dig his own grave.

"Destroy the soul banner, abolish your cultivation, and I can let you go." The voice of the young immortal master sounded.

Both Wen Lichun and Immortal Master Stocky were taken aback.

Unexpectedly, the disciples of the Five Spirits Sect would propose to destroy the Zunhun Banner, and also wanted to save this person's life.

It doesn't matter whether it is preserved or not. For them, as long as there is a dead person, it is fine, but the soul banner cannot be destroyed.

This magic weapon is at least middle-grade, and may even be top-grade.

If it is an ancient treasure again, it would be a pity to destroy it.

Their greed did not allow them to destroy this treasure.

From their point of view, this high-ranking disciple of the Five Spirits Sect was probably also moved by the Honored Soul Banner, and wanted to get a hand in it, so he swallowed the Soul Banner alone with such an idea of ​​righteousness.

When this person brings the soul banner back to the sect, where will they find him?

Whether it will be destroyed or not at that time, isn't it someone else's word?

Li Qingfeng grinned, stared fiercely at the rest of the Qi practitioners, and spoke clearly: "Fate is here, banner is here!"

Banner is his life.

If you want to honor the soul banner, you want Li Qingfeng's life.

Shake violently.

The black mist stirred, and Tu Shanjun had already been waiting for a long time.

Holding Li Qingfeng under his waist and ribs, he went straight to the gate of the middle hall guarded by the solid immortal master.

"Look down on me!"

Shout out loudly.

While agitating mana, a tortoise shell magic weapon on the body manifests.

"Show."

The shape is like a hexagonal splicing, which is put on the solid body of the worshipper.

Tu Shanjun, who was protecting Li Qingfeng, showed a ferocious face, roared angrily, and slammed into him like a giant mountain demon ape.

boom!
The solid offerings were protruded several feet away, and there was a foot of ravine.

But he still blocked Tu Shanjun's way.

"The devil should go away."

Wen Lichun took out a palm-sized brass bell.

Shake.

The sound waves pointed directly at the soul.

Tu Shanjun felt that his ghost body was affected.

Actually stagnated for a moment.

A flying sword galloped with the light of the sword, piercing through his shoulder blade with a whoosh.

Go straight through and circle in the air.

The owner of the ebony flying sword looked resolute.

He can't let Li Qingfeng leave, if he becomes a big devil in the future, it will be a disaster.

Black blood flowed down the wound.

Li Qingfeng, who was pinched under Tu Shanjun's ribs, looked nervous.

Hurry to cover Tu Shanjun's wound with both hands.

"No, don't die."

"Please."

With a crying voice, Li Qingfeng shook his head vigorously: "I can't go anymore."

"Brother ghost, let's go."

"Leave me alone."

"Hold the soul banner, my remaining mana is enough for you to leave."

Zhang Xu Zun's soul flag had already turned into a foot long, and was handed over by Li Qingfeng.

Seeing that Tu Shanjun was seriously injured, Li Qingfeng couldn't stop crying.

He has nothing left, only Brother Ghost.

If you can take revenge, you can also save your life.

"I know you understand."

"Go, the farther you go, the better!"

Tu Shanjun laughed.

"Since you call me elder brother, how can I abandon you."

"Don't cry."

"I'll take you out!"

The sound was muffled like a bell.

Like a ghost roaring.

hoarse.

But the voice was really heard in Li Qingfeng's ears.

Li Qingfeng was stunned.

The teardrops on his face seemed to have stagnated.

"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)