I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 318
Looking down from a high altitude, the original Chiwuzong residence was covered by the phantom of the Black Mountain, and the surrounding earth and rocks were slowly gathered under the traction of the seal of the Black Mountain, and the phantom of the originally somewhat illusory mountain gradually solidified.

The original Gaoshan sect has long since disappeared.

The palace complex turned into ruins.

The sects for hundreds of miles were completely covered by phantoms, and connected to the distant mountains, as if this place should be like this.

Even the traces of Chi Wuzong were completely erased.

The hunting wind blows the clothes, making the loose red hair flutter.

Xu felt that it was a little in the way, so Tu Shanjun casually tied up his unruly long hair.

Looking inside the dantian, there is still [-]% of the mana left.

Juefa's mana at that time reached [-]% under the control of the Black Mountain Ghost King, which allowed Tu Shanjun to move freely.

In fact, the extermination of the sect did not consume too much mana, a small half of the mana was spent on the road, otherwise if you want to travel from Daheishan, follow the normal escape speed, stop and go, Sunset Mountain has already sent people to come.

Tu Shanjun held the magic weapon and storage bag of the Chiwuzong Jindan monk in his hand.

Now is not the time to take stock, there are more important things to do.

Turning the Jue in his hand, the black and purple French words unfolded.

Under the impetus of mana, the soul banner flew up to the sky above Chiwuzong, connected with the formation that had already been set up, absorbing ghosts and condensed evil spirits.

The turbulent evil spirit poured into the soul streamer like a sea tide.

Even ordinary people can clearly see the black and red breath.

If there are monks here, they will definitely find something strange.If he was a righteous monk with a high level of cultivation, he would even take action to prevent the demon in front of him from offering sacrifices to the soul banner.

Covered by the spiritual consciousness of the middle stage of Jindan, and assisted by formations, even if someone hides, they will still be discovered by the Xu Zun soul banner in the sky.

A total of fifteen yin gods entered the battle, and there was even a yin god who was in the realm of fake alchemy among them.The remaining fourteen are relatively mediocre, with three in the later stage of foundation establishment, and some in the middle and early stages of foundation establishment.

All practitioners have souls with your cultivation, not practitioners, even if Mr. Tu Shan used the soul banner to summon them, it was just to fill the number.

……

"I'm not dead?"

In the mountains and forests, Wang Er opened his eyes and quickly groped around.

The body has not been turned into a pulp, nor has the head been cracked, it is still intact.

At that time, he could clearly see the invisible objects crushed under the weight of the immortal master.

Despair suddenly arose in my heart.

Even an immortal master couldn't stop him. How could he, an ordinary warrior who didn't even have the slightest cultivation base or even a spiritual root, resist the disaster that seemed to be the end of the world.

Looking back now, I feel scared.

He also finally understood what kind of strength a high-level immortal master possessed.

Magical powers really move mountains and fill seas.

Once shot, it will block out the sky and block out the sun.

There is no room for resistance at all.

Not to mention ordinary warriors like them, even those high-ranking immortal masters couldn't fight back at all, and could only flee quickly.

To this day, he still remembers the terrified expression on the face of the immortal master.

To be honest, all the immortal masters he had seen had normal faces and were as deep as an abyss, but this time it completely overturned his imagination of immortal masters.

"I'm not dead."

When the loud shout came, Wang Er couldn't help but turned his head, only to find that he was not the only one in the forest, there were many warriors in the clothes of handymen, and there were people he knew among them.

"Everyone is fine."

"Could it be that the immortal master rescued us all?"

The gathering of thousands of miscellaneous servants is also very powerful.

It is said that they are handymen, but in fact they are all warriors.

Without third-rate martial arts, you can't even enter the mountain gate, let alone handle the chores of life for the immortal master.

Originally, in ordinary times, third-rate warriors could open a martial arts gym and become rich.

But when they entered Xianzong, they became handymen, all they wanted was to become stronger, and even become immortal masters.

"Why is there no sign of the immortal master?"

Wang Er also became puzzled, there was not even a fairy master among them.

If there is one thing in common, it is that they are all handymen without any cultivation, and even the former seniors who rebelled against innateness did not appear here.

"If there is any similarity, there are no monks."

"Not a single monk."

Wang Er's heart throbbed.

His strength is already top-notch, and one step forward is to rebel against innateness and become an innate warrior, and he has stepped into the realm of an immortal master.If he had guessed correctly, if he had reached that realm early, he would not have appeared here.

"Why exactly?"

Wang Er thought carefully, thinking about the memories of that time.

He opened his eyes suddenly: "Those who destroy the Er Mountain Gate..."

"Should we go back to the sect to have a look?"

"Look there, shouldn't that be the position of the sect? What's the matter now?"

"what?!"

"That seems to be a mountain."

"Dead! They are all dead! Only we survived. Don't you know that it was the big monk who moved mountains and reclaimed seas to save our lives? Have you forgotten that the mountains that fell from the sky did not crush us. "

"Why did he let us live?"

"Maybe, we are too weak."

Everyone fell silent immediately. They didn't even have cultivation bases. They said they were third-rate, second-rate, or first-rate. In fact, they were still mortals. In the eyes of the immortal master, they were no different from ordinary people.

In the eyes of the big monk, they are just slightly bigger ants.

However, this doesn't seem to make sense either.

Because that big black-robed monk came to exterminate the family, how could he spare their lives.

Wang Er looked at the place where Chiwuzong should be, but it was replaced by mountains, and the steaming black and red aura turned into thick fog.

His body trembled, but it wasn't fear, but excitement that he didn't even understand: "Master, it should be so!"

"Let's go, even if the Chiwu Sect is destroyed, it's useless for us to stay here."

"I have decided not to seek immortality and Taoism, but to open a martial arts gym when I go home." There are those who are more yearning for monks, and naturally there are those who are discouraged by Mr. Tu Shan and no longer pursue immortality, but plan to return to the secular world.

Moreover, there are more people who return to the secular heart in their hearts.

"I hope you wait, do more good deeds, so that you can do it for yourself."

Just when they were about to leave in twos and threes, an abrupt voice echoed in their minds.

Mighty as thunder, yet familiar and frightening.

It was clearly only the second time they had heard it, and the last time it was: "Those who destroy the Er Mountain Gate, Daheishan..."

……

Tu Shanjun did not explain why these uncultivated people were spared their lives.

The last words were just shocking.

Even if it is only a third-rate martial artist, such a large group is a huge force in the ordinary world.Tu Shanjun looked up at the Zunhun Banner, he didn't want to scold the damn world, because it was meaningless.

One after another ghosts entered the banner.

There are a total of 870 qi-training ghosts and three paths.

Accompanied by the shroud of majestic evil spirit, a vortex formed in all directions.

The soul banner in the center of the vortex transformed again.

Tu Shanjun found that his cultivation had also loosened.

"Finally, it's time to advance." Tu Shanjun murmured softly.

As he flew closer, complex purple-black patterns appeared on the two auxiliary panels of the Soul Banner, as if they were embroidered with needles and thread, and more like something horrible was written with fingers dipped in ghost blood.

The skeleton ghost above the main streamer is covered with cuticles and bites the streamer.

The beam is like an extended arm, holding the two auxiliary panels.

It is now hard to tell which side is the front and which is the back.

Both sides are sealed with scarlet, and the ghost painting on the black banner changes every time, as if every time there is a ghost grabbing the soul banner and trying to crawl out from it.

The black and red main pole has a little more golden lines, hovering and connecting with the skeleton ghost at the top.

Today's soul banners are already different from the original rough ones. Even if it is the magic treasure of the Blood Demon Sect, the soul banners have no similar appearance except that they are both types of soul banners.

"Golden core late stage."

Tu Shanjun didn't feel the later stage strength from this body.

His physical body remained in the soul streamer, and now he is only using the body of Juefa in a state of backlash, driven by mana.

In fact, the combat power that can be displayed cannot reach the late Jindan stage.

The advancement of strength requires the matching of corresponding mana.

Tu Shanjun, who has no mana, can only do so.

Stretching out his hand to hold the Zunhun banner, there was a faint coolness coming from the black gold main pole. Tu Shanjun knew the specific situation without opening the attribute panel.

The magic weapon has reached its peak so far, and there will be no other top grade.

Just like the fake alchemy monks belonged to the peak of foundation establishment, the best magic weapon also belonged to the high-grade magic weapon.

The handful of the most powerful magic weapons in the high-grade magic weapons will be called the best.

The soul-respecting banner does have the background of a top-grade magic weapon.

Survival: 250/million
Counting Tu Shanjun himself, there are a total of seven Golden Core monks, 46 Foundation Establishment monks, and more than 4000 Qi practitioners.Moreover, these monks all have bodies, even if they die in battle, they can still use evil spirits to repair them.

Such a magic weapon, how could it not be the best magic weapon.

Above this is Lingbao.

Tu Shanjun made some calculations. If he wants to advance to Lingbao, his strength must reach the peak of Jindan, and then survive the catastrophe.

As for why the soul flag has become a high-grade magic weapon, Tu Shanjun's cultivation base is only at the late stage of Jindan, this is also because of the lack of Yin spirit in the soul flag.

Tu Shanjun's strength is directly linked to the Yin God in the soul streamer.

Now that the soul banner has advanced and Tu Shanjun's bottleneck has disappeared, it is natural to start preparing for the promotion of cultivation.

Maybe other sects don't have so many yin gods, but there is one sect that definitely has the background that can raise his cultivation base to the peak of Jindan.

This thing still needs to be planned.

The current difficulties have not been overcome, and there is no way to talk about the future.

The evil spirit was absorbed, and it was a clear night sky.

Tu Shanjun checked the derived supernatural powers of the magic weapon.

"The curse of ten thousand ghosts."

Thousands of ghosts are cursed: open the altar, and write the cursed person's name and birth date on the soul banner.

When shaking the soul banner, visualize the appearance of the cursed person, and use the soul banner to kill all ghosts.

Those who have undergone the operation will be spiritually dull, their internal organs will be destroyed, their spirits will be unstable, and even their lives will be lost.

After death, the ghost will be introduced into the Zunhun Banner to become a slave soul.

Even Tu Shanjun was a little surprised.

This technique is too evil, it is a vicious technique that kills people invisible.

"Is it the supernatural power derived from the best magic weapon? If it doesn't cost much to kill monks of the same level, it is really powerful." It would be better to say that the current soul banner has the appearance of a magic weapon of the evil way.

However, this thing does not look like a small price to pay.

　There is one more chapter to be published.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)