I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 331 Peak
bang.

All the weapons of war on the five-hundred-foot-tall ship began to charge.

It is formed by the convergence of a huge spell pattern hanging hundreds of feet above.

Two vertical spell patterns unfolded.

Immediately afterwards, the dense lines of spells interweaved into a pattern covering the sky.

The inscription flickered, and the lines circled and condensed into hundreds of layers.

The entire sky was covered by the complex magical power, and other forces far away also sensed the changes in the sky above the Great Black Mountain.

That mighty wave blooms in the sky.

Ordinary people are not sensitive to such aura fluctuations, but those monks who are relatively close all start to run, for fear that they will be affected to death by the fighting skills of the seniors because they leave too slowly.

Of course they wouldn't think that some baby was born, because the difference between the fluctuation of fighting skills and the baby's fluctuation is too big, but anyone who has practiced knows the fierceness of fighting skills.

Not to mention the most central Gang Feng Qi Sha, any large-scale magic that appears randomly, will die if it cannot be avoided in time.

The foundation building monks didn't dare to stop, let alone those Qi training monks.

The Giant Court Dragon King in the distance stared at the border of Dahei Mountain, and his understanding of the cultivation base of Jindan was more accurate. The monks sent by Sunset Mountain this time are definitely at the level of the Heavenly Ghost King, and the new king of Dahei Mountain will undoubtedly die.

"Daheishan is over."

Although the Juting Dragon King's voice was full of joy of relieving hatred, but at the same time, there was infinite emotion and awe of high-ranking monks.

The gap between Jindan monks is too big, bigger than Foundation Establishment.

The small realm is like a moat.

"Is this the second peak sword master of Sunset Mountain?" The adjacent ghost king couldn't help but sigh.

Most of the forces of the demon king and ghost king who are relatively close to Daheishan are somewhat affected.

Those golden core monsters just watched quietly.

For some reason, the Heavenly Ghost King in the depths of Netherland also did not make a move.

It stands to reason that he should have intervened when the monk at the peak of the Sunset Golden Core appeared in the Netherland.

The demons and goblins in Netherland are extraordinarily honest on this day.

……

Half of the sky became the background of Tianji Sword.

And under the other half of the sky is the Great Black Mountain.

Tu Shanjun's real body stepped into the air, and he said loudly through voice transmission: "Raise the big formation with all your strength!"

"Om."

The three Jindan monks mobilized their mana, and more than 50 foundation-building monks performed their duties. One hundred thousand demon soldiers and ghost soldiers were already prepared. main peak.

Juefa's physical body relies on the top-grade magic treasure, the Zunhun Banner, holds the seal of the Great Black Mountain and River in his hand, and uses the Golden Crow Mirror as a formation plate under his feet.

Combined with the entire raised mountain guard array.

Mr. Tu Shan named it the Six Pole Shafeng Mountain Formation.

The smooth surface of the prism spreads, like a towering ancient tree rooted from the ground, stretching out its branches and flourishing branches and leaves, it looks like a huge island suspended above the sea of ​​clouds.

Feng Chengyin's body's Qi machine turned into countless bursts of sword Qi, and the seal method became a sword.

"cut!"

Accompanied by a chop.

The Tianji Sword, which had already been fully charged, exploded loudly.

Countless beams of sword energy converged into an invincible day.

That's not sword energy at all, it's like the weather that came alive after being shot out.

The entire dusk was lit up by this surging giant sword technique.

"The sun is setting at the end of the sky."

In fact, Tu Shanjun has seen many sword techniques, and also knows many great sword techniques.

What's more, there is a galaxy of swords, thunderous, but they are not comparable to this sword, they are majestic, just like the sun in the sky, falling under the slash of this sword.

No wonder Sunset Mountain called their sect this name, not because they happen to be in the west where the sun is setting, but because their swordsmanship really makes people feel like the sun is falling.

Tu Shanjun shouted: "Hold on!"

bang.

The setting sun at the top of the sky touched the six poles of the Shafeng Mountain Formation, and the dazzling explosion turned into a surging roar and spread in all directions.

Most of this blow fell on the formation.

Although the pressure shared by the monks in the formation is not great.

Still a stepwise distribution from top to bottom.

But everyone felt that their bodies seemed to be falling apart, as if they were hit hard by the mountains.

The body is under enormous pressure.

The sound of the bones could be heard clearly, and the muscle meridians cried out overwhelmed, and the blood was squeezed out by such a heavy pressure, and flowed out along the seven orifices.

The mana shield can't even hold up.

That is to say, the big formation is still there, otherwise they might not all be turned into dust under this blow.

Nie Quanjiu had already disregarded his own image, mana burst out all over his body, his crown shattered and his hair fell loose, and he raised his head to the sky and shouted, "Hold me!"

"The comatose rotate."

"The node of the formation, the monk who established the foundation will fill it."

"Don't be dumb."

"quick!"

"..."

The big formation hasn't been in chaos yet, but the setting sun in the sky still hasn't stopped.

That thing doesn't look like a slash, but rather a continuous magical power, it seems that it doesn't want to give the demon soldiers and ghost soldiers of the Great Black Mountain breathing time.

If it goes on like this, whoever loses in the end wins without asking, and you know it's not Daheishan.

Originally, Tu Shanjun planned to use the six Jindan Yinshen to show his power.

But today he felt that he was wrong, and he was wrong very much.

The six Golden Cores are indeed powerful backgrounds, but why are the peak Golden Cores called the top, because apart from the same level of cultivation, they can defeat multiple Golden Core monks.

Even if the six golden elixirs came out together, they could only threaten Sunset Mountain because of the consequences of the escape of these six people.

In frontal combat, the opponent doesn't need to worry too much at all.

Tu Shanjun murmured: "It's really not as good as a man's calculation."

Reverend Yuyan was still standing in front of the Ghost King Hall, not intending to make a move. He hugged his shoulders and quietly looked at the distant sky: "Let this old man see where your real strength lies."

He always felt that Tu Shanjun was too confident, it didn't seem like he was pretending.

Maybe there will be a misjudgment when facing the monks at the peak of Jindan, but so far he hasn't called for help, which means that Tu Shanjun does have his own extraordinary confidence.

It is easier to be grateful for the rescue of charcoal in the snow, and the real Yuyan doesn't want to do it so cheaply.

Moreover, it is not that Sunset Mountain is not without a backhand.

……

Mr. Tu Shan said: "Since this is the case, we can only use that method."

Walk in the air, arms outstretched.

"Ghost King,"

"Rebirth!"

Tu Shanjun's reddish eyes instantly turned scarlet, the whites of his eyes were filled with black, and his horns were winding.

The flesh and blood of the body swelled.

From the original seven feet to one foot six feet.

Zhang Liu Ghost King is majestic and majestic.

The black robe of the body is covered by a large sacrificial armor.

There are six large flags on the back, and small flags flying in all directions: "Since the original me is not strong enough, then I have gathered the six golden elixir yin gods, and the four thousand foundation-building yin gods, am I strong enough?"

The fluctuation of cultivation base changed suddenly.

The magic power of Juefa's body evaporated rapidly.

"Golden core peak?"

Feng Chengyin looked at the one-foot-two-foot-tall Tu Shanjun in astonishment. This was completely unreasonable, and his thick cultivation base didn't seem to be forcibly raised by using some secret method.

But was that a breakthrough?

is not.

Not to mention Feng Chengyin, the real Yuyan in front of the ghost king's hall also showed a look of surprise, and then laughed: "It's really powerful enough."

Tu Shanjun formed a seal with his hands, and his mana gathered in his fists.

The full bow becomes the moon, and the boxing frame is famous for mountains and rivers.

"This punch,"

"Mountains and rivers!"

Boom! ! !

A punch piercing through the sky and the setting sun's slash.

The strength of the fist remained undiminished, and it swept out in an instant, sweeping away the sky that was originally brighter than daytime.

One punch cleans the mountains and rivers, and Haiyan clears up.

Standing in the sky, Zhang Liu Ghost King, obviously does not look that tall, but it is like the most solid shield wall.

"Not strong enough." Tu Shanjun murmured softly.

"The people of Daheishan please give me the power of incense."

All the people who believed in the true king of Daheishan heard the voice of the true king.

The secular people in the dynasty began to pray immediately.

Wind blows.

Incense filled the air.

Daheishan was originally refined into an incense dojo by the former ghost king, and Tu Shanjun is even more handy in using it. With the gathering of incense vows, the Baizhang Incense Dharma Body appears behind Tu Shanjun.

It is also like the appearance of Mr. Tu Shan now.

Ten small flags fluttered in the strong wind.

The three golden core cultivation bases on the Tianji Sword had already turned into Changhong and went to a distant place, and sacrificed their own magic weapons to intercept the fluctuation of mana.

Feng Chengyin looked up and shouted: "That's boxing?"

But Tu Shanjun ignored it, and the body of Zhang Liu Ghost King merged into the incense body behind him.

The Baizhang Dharma Body suddenly had a charm.

The dharma body as high as mountains said: "The mountains and rivers protect me, and the people respect me."

The gathering of fist strength stirs up the situation of heaven and earth.

Hundreds of thousands of miles of incense, that is the cry of the common people.

The Baizhang Dharma Body rose into the sky and went straight to the Tianji Sword.

Blessed by mountains and rivers, people pray.

This punch, Tu Shanjun felt that it would be the strongest spell he ever fired.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the old ape in cassock looked up to the sky and roared, his whole body was shining with gold, and he punched at the same time as Tu Shanjun punched.

The long corridor turned into a star track, and his fists turned into a mountain-shaking giant ape.

The phantom of the giant ape is galloping on the star trail.

The inside and outside are connected, and the three bodies fit perfectly at this moment.

The powerful coercion of the golden core peak was overwhelming, and at this moment the sky seemed to start to gather thunderclouds.

"Here, I am the true God!"

"This punch will make the people of Limin crush everything that stands in front of the god."

"kill!"

The Baizhang dharma body controlled by Tu Shanjun descended suddenly.

Only a few hundred feet away from the Tianji Sword, the huge mountain-like fist contained mana, incense, the blessing of mountains and rivers, the courage of demons and ghosts, and the expectations of the people suddenly fell.

This is the pinnacle Tu Shanjun, with the blessing of the six golden elixir yin gods, the four thousand foundation building qi yin gods, and the full blow of the incense and fire gods.

Even if Feng Chengyin resisted this punch, he would be seriously injured.

Even if Feng Chengyin ran away, most of Tianji Sword's strength would be abolished by this punch.

Feng Chengyin felt that he saw the darkness.

Sunset Mountain was the setting sun, so the one he was facing was the vast black sky.

He opened his mouth and shouted, "Brother, help!"

"Om."

A figure tore apart the Incense and Fire Divine Realm, and suddenly stepped into it.

Head on.

Bang! ! !
All the coercive air machines were just about to bloom, but they were all grouped down by the person who made the shot.

In the end, under the blow of that sword, it turned into smoke and disappeared.

"Young man, you are so strong!"

Yoyo sighed.

　Something happened, so the update is late, tomorrow will be early.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)