I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 443
bass!
the darkness fades,

Suddenly bright.

The monk who flew out of the cave was wearing a green robe, with two green wood dragon horns on his head, he opened his arms with laughter and ecstasy, and shouted loudly: "I'm out, I'm finally out of that ghost place!"

The sound waves turned into ripples, and the coercion swept through the high clouds like the wind.

Taking a long breath of turbid air, Brother Aoki's face was full of relief.Although there is also a strong aura in the cave, it is because of the relationship with the Burial View Peak, and only that can gather a huge amount of aura.

And Xiaohuangyu, which looks barren, makes people feel refreshed and happy, and makes people no longer have the sense of sleepiness of a bird in a cage.

The person who left Xiaodongtian was Laolong.

"Someone came out."

"Why does this monk look so weird?"

"As senior brother said, this person's aura is very extraordinary."

The voices of the crowd brought the old dragon back to his senses. Although he paid attention to it, he only regarded it as a monk who had noticed the changes in the cave and came to join in the fun, and because he was too happy, he ignored it.

The excitement of leaving the cave was not far away, and the changes in the atmosphere of the surrounding monks made the old dragon look a little more dignified.

The introverted eyes glanced over.

There are quite a few monks standing in the sky above the clouds. In the front is a dragon chariot, which is carried by the illusory dragon spirit. The chariot looks extremely simple and simple, but it has a breath of wildness.

Standing beside the chariot are three monks riding a cloud, chatting and laughing together, while looking at the old dragon who escaped from the cave.

Behind the three monks are the foundation-building monks of the brigade.

Looking at the past, at least there must be hundreds of people.Their expressions were tense with excitement, or they stretched their necks to look forward, talking small things one after another.

However, the formation that was maintained did not mean to be loose, and it faintly carried the appearance of some kind of formation.

The old dragon looked serious.

Regardless of the chariot, the three cultivators alone have the lowest cultivation level in the late stage of Jindan, and each of them is a great master who can guard one side in the small wasteland.

Now we get together and talk very happily.

Looking at the robes and clothing on them, they are still very similar in black and white.

This shows that these three people are most likely from the same force.

Not to mention the hundreds of foundation-building cultivators who glanced behind them, all of them had solid foundations and a strong breath, and ordinary small places did not have such sect strength.

Of course, the barren small wasteland ranks in the middle and lower reaches of the Eastern Wilderness, and it can be found on the map anyway, and it is not a small place in a corner.

The old dragon is a Nascent Soul cultivator, but he took the house, and his strength inevitably retreated.Although he wasn't afraid of these three people, he didn't want to take matters into his own hands at this weak time.

The old dragon cupped his hands slightly, restrained his exhaled aura, suppressed the joy in his heart and asked: "Dare to ask friends, who are you and what sect are you, why are you here...?"

Among the three golden elixir masters, the one with the lowest level of cultivation clasped his hands and said loudly: "Fellow Daoist, we are monks of the Wanfa Sect in Xiaohuangyu, and we are here to deal with the matter of the cave. Fellow Daoists should have ascended from the cave, right?" .”

The old dragon was apprehensive, his face was as smooth as a mirror, and he smiled very politely and said: "It turns out that they are the masters of Dazong."

"I'm coming out of it."

"Since you still have things to deal with, I won't bother you."

When the old dragon heard the other party's name, he thought it would be better to leave quickly, so as not to be seen by Wan Fazong.You know, he killed a lot of people in Xiaodongtian, and infected the whole world with the disease, which can be called cholera.

Now he would rather meet those demon sects or righteous ways than these killing stars who maintain the boundaries of immortals and mortals.

"Where are you going?"

Like the sound of prison thunder, the terrifying coercion erupted from the dragon chariot, and even the air machine covered it from above like a big hand, blocking the old dragon's escape light and locking him firmly above the clouds.

The old dragon turned pale with fright, and stared at the ancient chariot carried by the dragon spirit with his wide eyes.

Just now his consciousness was limited and he didn't go there, and his background still told him that this chariot was not easy to provoke, but he didn't expect that there was a Yuanying Zhenjun sitting inside.

Unlike his cripple, this Yuanying Zhenjun's aura is full of vitality and blood.In a place like Xiaohuangyu, Yuanying Zhenjun is the sky, which is completely beyond the imagination of the old dragon.

He never thought that Yuanying Zhenjun would sit here.

The old dragon didn't sit still, the Nascent Soul coercion also bloomed from his body, coercion and aura intertwined into a wall, trying in vain to push away the pressure in front of him.

Shen Sheng said coldly: "Wan Fazong, I didn't provoke you, why should I use force to suppress people."

"Zhenjun Jiaocang, Ao Xin."

Yuanying Zhenjun in the chariot immediately called Po Laolong's heels, and at the same time as the words fell, a jade token flew out from the battlefield, and under the influence of mana, a large message emerged.

The glittering golden text records the common people who died because of the Great Cang Dynasty.

The old dragon glanced at it, and he already knew what was going on.But it does show that his method is easy to use, and those ordinary people who are forced to become incense consumables are not recorded in it.

What's more, it records his death due to the Great Cang Dynasty, and his entanglement with him.

Based on those alone, it is already an astronomical figure.According to Wan Fazong's verdict, the true spirit is sent to the Immortal Severing Platform to beheaded, so that the soul of this life will be scattered, and he will never be reborn forever.

"Ao Xin, you are guilty!"

The old dragon was furious, he just walked out of that cage, he was blocked in this place, and he was sent to die, how could he not be angry: "I don't know, what crime do I know, why do you Wanfazong say so? Can judge sin."

The voice of Yuanying Zhenjun in the chariot was still flat: "If you don't know, then obey the law."

"Law?"

"Where is the Dharma, you need to be preached by the Ten Thousand Dharma School." The old dragon's eyes turned slightly, secretly hating that his magic weapon decayed and dissipated, and he did not hold the coffin where the Venerable's body was placed in his hands.

With this seized body, it is impossible to escape from the hands of a prosperous Nascent Soul with an unsmooth physical body.

Yuanying Zhenjun in the chariot did not get angry, he only felt that this was the opponent's last struggle.

As for the laws of Wanfazong, of course, the practice community does not need to abide by them, as long as their strength is so strong that even Wanfazong cannot kill them, and they can live happily, then they don't need to.

The reason is that Wan Fazong's strength is strong enough, and he upholds the general trend of the world.

"Who are you?"

Yuanying Zhenjun in the dragon chariot asked the three golden core monks beside him.

To deal with a monk who seized his home, it is good to have him by his side to protect and let the young people in the sect practice their hands. It saves them from going to the Eastern Wilderness and losing to other similar monks in the Zongmen Grand Competition.

Seeing that the ancestors in the sect wanted to test, the Golden Core cultivator with the highest cultivation base hugged his shoulders, looked at the two juniors with neither joy nor sadness in his eyes, and said: "He is the late Golden Core, and the inner Ji Yuanying is really Jun, let the two younger brothers make the move."

"Hey, brother, what you said is wrong."

"There will be endless troubles in seizing one method. At most, he can display [-] to [-]% of his strength. It's better to call my junior sister back."

"Senior brother is right."

The Daoist Jindan of Wanfazong smiled, and immediately lit up the token in his hand.

They have been waiting here for a long time, and the family affairs on the little junior sister's side must have been dealt with long ago.

Besides, even going to the Shangzong to fight against others, that little junior sister is also a main force, so it is great to be able to hone and hone here.The provincials were at the bottom of the Zongmen Grand Ceremony, so that they had no good resources to invest.

The old dragon was out of breath, and his eyes widened even more angrily.

He is a majestic Yuanying Zhenjun, and he is a person of size outside.In the cave, there is no one to stop him, even if he is in Xiaohuangyu, he shouldn't be humiliated like this.

The ancestor of the Wanfa Sect in the chariot said lightly: "The true king should not be humiliated, let's fight together."

Hearing the words of their ancestors, they immediately put away their expressions, cupped their hands and said: "The disciple obeys the order."

It's not that the ancestor of Wanfazong gave the old dragon face, no matter how disabled the old dragon is, he is still a Nascent Soul monster, and the general Jindan peak may not be able to miss it.

The quality of their Wanfazong disciples is not bad, and they can't kill the old dragon one-on-one.

……

Tu Shan Jinghong is worshiping in the Ghost King Hall, and the statue of dead bones in front of her is her last thought.

She hasn't come back in these years, and Daheishan has changed a lot.

From quasi-first-rate to second-rate, Lingtian Minerals and Lingzhi are slowly recovering, unlike the heyday, they have also recovered by [-]% to [-]%.The monk's strength has not improved much, it is still the same.

The monks from the Corpse Sect arrived a few days ago. They were arrogant and unreasonable, as if Daheishan had already become their territory. It was difficult to negotiate at first, but they finally dismissed it with their hands.

Taking into account Tu Shan Jinghong's strength and the background of the sect behind him, the Corpse Sect quickly apologized, without the arrogance of a great sect at all.

After suffering such a loss, the other party will not think about it for the time being.

However, Tu Shan Jinghong couldn't stay here all the time, she always had to leave Daheishan and Wanfazong in Xiaohuangyu, and many things would not be as effective as they are now.

"Father, the child is back."

Tu Shan Jinghong knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.When he buried his head and closed his eyes, he also covered up the grief in his eyes.She didn't want to cry in front of her father, it would make her appear too weak.

"Baby worshiped Wanfazong according to your arrangement..."

"..."

Tu Shan Jinghong talked a lot, told her all the ups and downs along the way, hesitated for a while, and said: "Father, I will leave Xiaohuangyu soon."

She used to wander around guarding the Great Black Mountain and traveling to wider territories.

When she knew a lot of things, she realized that without strength, she couldn't protect anything. She could only move forward, forward, and forward again, without stopping for a moment.

Nie Quanjiu told her about his plan.

With Tu Shan Jinghong's protection, it will be easier for them to gain a firm foothold when they go out.This is not a lot of family background, anyway, there are many mainstays, and they can help the young master with many things, which are difficult for the young master.

Outer Territory is no better than Xiaohuangyu, where they are quasi-first-class, and Outer Territory is Tu Shan Jinghong's vassal, this mentality must be changed as soon as possible.

Tu Shan Jinghong didn't know what Nie Quanjiu and the others were planning, but it was good to be able to leave Xiaohuangyu, and then Xiaohuangyu would fall into war.

"Om."

After receiving the summons from the senior brother in the door, Tu Shan Jinghong stood up slowly, and she raised her hand to collect the corpse in front of her.The corpse had long been unable to maintain its original state, and was turned into dust and put into a coffin by her.

Explain the rest of Nie Quanjiu's affairs, and leave a sound transmission talisman.

Then it turned into a purple thunder and disappeared into the sky.

(End of this chapter)