I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 316
The patience on Jin Kui's face had completely disappeared, what was left was solemnity, sternness, and unspeakable anger.

"I'm very angry with you, I really think that someone is the one who is easy to bully."

"You evil ghost is really stubborn and incomprehensible."

"It's just a small realm in the high area, An dare to speak so brazenly."

Being able to cultivate to the golden core, he has somehow found his way.

Except for Tianlinggen with excellent qualifications, which one didn't come over by scrambling.Along the way, he stepped on the bones of many of his peers, not to mention mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and he also experienced countless battles.

And who is a person who has no anger at all.

For the sake of that mere small realm, he backed down a bit.

In exchange, the other party made gains again and again, and even threatened to destroy his sect.

No matter how worried a monk is, he will not remain indifferent in the face of such a situation.

"Let's see, what method do you use to destroy my sect." Jin Kui shouted loudly, and immediately the aura pressure around him was completely released, and the spiritual consciousness covering thousands of miles was like a silk thread that was spread out, and at this moment, it was quickly drawn together.

The invisible thread finally converged on the evil spirit in front of him, locking him firmly.

As a Golden Core cultivator, Jin Kui had his own keenness. He could sense the danger emanating from the red-haired evil spirit, and he also knew that the other party was not joking at all.

When the red-haired evil spirit came, he might really want to destroy his sect.

However, even if there is only a slight possibility, the protective measures should not be relaxed.

"Ascend to protect the mountain formation!"

The sound transmission of Jindan monks is widespread.

The foundation-building monks of Chiwuzong who had already prepared for a long time immediately entered the formation and controlled the formation with their bodies.

The red beams of light shot up from the orderly peaks in the Chiwuzong Mountain Range.

The golden light diffused, and in the blink of an eye, two inner and outer golden crow formations protected by layers took shape, and the light curtain was like water and light.

With the power of the whole sect, the mountain guard formation opened by hundreds of Qi training disciples and nine foundation-building monks is enough to withstand the attacks of Jindan monks, even facing the monks in the middle of Jindan.

With such preparations and defensive measures, the support from Sunset Mountain of the Shangzong will surely arrive before the sect is broken.

If he, Jin Kui, could preside over the formation in person, even a few Jindan monks would not be able to break through the mountain protection formation.This is the background of the sect's great formation, giving them the confidence to resist stronger monks.

"What's the matter, why did you raise the mountain protection array all of a sudden?"

"Could it be that the sect is in danger?"

"I heard that a big event happened in the morning. The suzerain and the elders stayed in the meeting hall until the afternoon before showing up. It seems that even the ancestors have left the customs."

"Look, the one outside the formation seems to be the ancestor."

"Outside the big formation."

"It's really Patriarch, who is that black-robed man?"

The Zongmen monks who were already nervous due to inexplicable changes became even more flustered at this time.

Even the Great Array of Protecting Mountains has been opened. Doesn't this mean that the Zongmen is facing a huge crisis, and it may even be a catastrophe.

"We have to trust our ancestors and the elders of our sect, and we will definitely be able to guard our sect."

"Yes, the big formation is open, we have to calm down, even if we can't help, don't make trouble."

……

The red-haired evil spirit stared at the opened mountain protection array faintly, stretched out his palm, and slowly turned the flat blue-white ghost hand over.

The back of the hand was exposed, and the purple-black oval nails shone with light.

Tu Shanjun whispered a word: "Reverse."

hum!
Black and red silk threads appeared in the red gold formation.

On closer inspection, it seems that it is not a silk thread but a crack.

The cracks have covered the hundreds of miles of formations covering the mountains and rivers in just a short time.

Immediately afterwards, the black-red mist rose and turned into a solid black barrier, which was just sandwiched between the gaps in the double-layer formation.

Covered by the curtain, the originally clear sky was shrouded in shadows, and the monks who were in the formation felt especially deeply.

"Is this the sect's mountain protection array? Why..."

"Why does it look so weird?"

The monks of the Chi Wuzong raised their heads, staring blankly at the large light curtain above their heads.

Not to mention the sect disciples, the Foundation Establishment cultivators who presided over the formation were already speechless in horror.

This is not their sect formation at all.

Not only was it not the sect's great formation, but they were also held back by this sudden appearance, neither was it true to withdraw the formation, nor was it to maintain the formation.

Jin Lianhuo stood on the base of the main formation, equally at a loss, this was the first time he had seen such a situation, and it had already exceeded his understanding.

"Old Ancestor." His eyes touched, and he sent out his voice transmission.

Now that's all he can do.

"You did it." Jin Kui stared at the red-haired evil spirit with his wrists lowered in the distance, his eyes were full of solemnity, and even his brows were furrowed.

The current changes were definitely not caused by the monks of the Zongmen.

Then it can only be the red-haired evil spirit in front of him.

The true king of Daheishan, Mr. Tu Shan.

Tu Shanjun's face was calm, he didn't seem to be delighted by his success, but said normally: "You don't have much time left."

Of course, there is not much time left for Tu Shanjun.

As a monk who is proficient in talisman arrays, and this way can keep up with Tu Shanjun's cultivation base, it is enough to show Tu Shanjun's understanding of talisman arrays.

He really couldn't destroy Chiwuzong's mountain protection formation head-on, but it was still possible to add some material to it.

Even with his cultivation level, it is very difficult to face the mountain protection formation.

It was really impossible for them to set up a large formation to protect the mountain, let alone wipe out the Chiwuzong before the sunset mountain reacted.

Even if it ends in the end, the remaining mana will not be able to deal with Sunset Mountain.

Jin Kui didn't act rashly, he had to get the question out of Tu Shanjun's mouth, otherwise there would always be such a hidden danger, which would prevent him from fully displaying his strength.

He said in a cold voice: "A great cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan dare not attack openly, so this is also called seeking justice?"

"That's right, demons and ghosts don't use ghost tricks, so how can they be called ghosts and ghosts?"

"Let you get the cultivation base, it will only make the innocent suffer in the world."

After the voice fell, the expected rebuttal did not appear.

On the contrary, the originally dignified atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

The cold light is subdued but it makes people tremble.

Tu Shanjun grinned grimly.

The fangs in the mouth were no longer hidden, and the face like a crown jade completely turned into a green-faced evil ghost: "You don't deserve to be innocent."

"Death!"

Several streaks of golden light flew out from Tu Shanjun's sleeve robe, and the rotating golden light turned into majestic and complicated lines, completely covering the sky above Jin Kui.

One talisman turns into two, two turns into three, three turns into thousands, and then turns into tens of thousands.

The sharp sword light protruded from the complicated lines.

"Strangle."

Wan Dao's sword glowed like a forest, messing up the spiritual energy around him, and at the same time blocked Jin Kui's escape route.

Jin Kui flipped his hands and took out a precious mirror.

The handprints moved, and the blood was printed on the magic weapon. During the flow of mana, I only heard: "Disease."

A golden crow with spread wings flew out of the mirror.

The little Golden Crow was good at facing the wind, and quickly turned into hundreds of feet. Even the surrounding air was scorching hot, and you could even see burning flames, like fireworks flying and blooming.

The Baizhang Golden Crow raised its head and neighed, and its flaming wings blocked the sword light falling from the talisman.

The golden sword light was melted and evaporated as soon as it came into contact, and it was impossible to cause substantial damage to the Golden Crow, let alone affect Jin Kui under the protection of the Golden Crow.

Tu Shanjun had expected it a long time ago, and he never thought of killing the Golden Core cultivator with the talisman.

Talismans can only be regarded as half of the main means, and using Talismans can save the mana of the same effect.For Tu Shanjun, the mana stored in his body is very precious.

Seeing that the distance between Tu Shanjun and him quickly narrowed.

Jin Kui changed his technique: "Yu Jian."

"disease."

The Golden Crow turned into a giant sword, and the coercion it exuded was almost the same as that of a low-level magic weapon. The flying sword's light spread out, just like the Golden Crow flapping its wings, and the streamer flashed and went straight to Tu Shanjun who was fleeing.

Seeing the Golden Crow Flying Sword getting closer, Tu Shanjun did not panic at all.

"Ignorance."

"Fayan!"

The light from the ghost horns converged, and the vertical lines on the forehead opened. In just a flash, Tu Shanjun had already seen the aura of the Golden Crow Flying Sword.

"Wanfa, break the law!"

The three-foot-long magic-breaking awl appeared in Tu Shanjun's hand, and while flying away, the cold light of the magic-breaking awl tore apart everything in front of him.

Tu Shanjun seemed to be holding a flying sword.

"boom!"

The oncoming giant sword Golden Crow transformed into its original form with a hiss.

The two collided, and the majestic coercion that erupted swept away everything around them. The wind that shot straight into the sky wiped out countless clouds, and spread circular ripples visible to the naked eye.

Mountains, rocks, vegetation, peaks, rivers and rivers are all turned into dust.

The inflated mist disappeared in an instant.

In this side of the world, only Jin Kui who came to stand in the air and Tu Shanjun who came to kill with an awl were left.

"what?"

Jin Kui was stunned for a moment, it was clearly a famous technique of Wanfazong, how could he see it on the ghost king of Netherland.

At this moment, he thought a lot, thinking that this ghost king had something to do with Wanfa Sect, or that he was sent by Wanfa Sect.

"No, no, Wanfazong will not send such a powerful monk just because of some mortals."

"He must have come by chance."

This is obviously not the time to delve into it.

No matter who the red-haired evil spirit is, he is now facing a life-and-death crisis.

After only two moves in the fight, Jin Kui already felt the strength of Tu Shanjun.

He felt remorse suddenly.

It's not that I regret doing those things, but that I don't regret that I didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, that I didn't take precautions in advance, and that I didn't ask my master Sunset Mountain for help in the first place.

"Heavenly seal."

"Jurisdiction."

Jin Kui condensed the printing technique, and the red fireworks rose, enveloping the murdered Tu Shanjun.

"Fusang sacred tree."

The light golden cassock was burning with sparks, and the sky that was originally dusk suddenly brightened.

The huge and complicated branches stretched out, blocking the figure of Mr. Tu Shan.

On the Qingtian Spiritual Tree that was burning with raging flames, Jin Kui pinched the spell with his hands.

The precious mirror has been completely separated from the palm of his hand, floating behind him, absorbing the golden light around him.

Flames surround the precious mirror like embellishments, and the mirror is connected to the sacred tree at the foot, supporting the golden crow perched on the trunk.

(End of this chapter)