I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 445

Tu Shanjun looked sideways.

Lost in a daze.

What came into view was a stern woman surrounded by lightning arcs.

The Qiong nose stands upright like a peak, and the facial features turn like a dragon and a snake, just like a vast river with thousands of miles of mist, showing the picturesque scenery of the country, it is really beautiful!

His long scarlet hair was casually tied up with a headband, which was particularly eye-catching among the black-haired monks.

At this time, Tu Shan Jinghong's purple eyes were staring at the soul banner held tightly by Tu Shanjun, shocked, surprised, excited, joy... complex emotions hang down from the eyelids and intertwine on his face.

It was the surprise of being lost and found, the sadness of seeing things and thinking about others, and the anger of thinking about the destruction of one's own family.

The emotions accumulated for more than ten years did not even hold back the determined demon ape in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The thunderous coercion all over Tu Shan Jinghong's body turned into waves of ripples, and the powerful strength of the Golden Core Grandmaster swept away like a storm.

Physical constitution and spiritual root are all unique.

Those double-pupil eyes that were banned by Tu Shanjun to divide his soul are even more extraordinary.

It's just the breath strength she's showing now, even the more common late Jindan monks have to give up a little bit.

Tu Shan Jinghong is undoubtedly a true genius. In the eyes of the head of the Wanfa Sect, Tu Shan Jinghong is not inferior to the direct disciples of the Great Sect of the Eastern Desolation Dajing, so he also has high hopes for Jinghong.

Tu Shanjun knew why the other party didn't recognize him.

He is using Chi Xuan's body now, and his voice, appearance and appearance are completely different from his original body. As long as he does not take the initiative to let the Yin God appear, the so-called familiar breath will also be blamed by Jinghong as the reason for the magic weapon and exercises .

After all, in Jinghong's eyes, he was already dead, and his body was left in front of the ghost king's hall.

"Has the baby grown up?"

Tu Shanjun looked at Tu Shan with relief.

Observing the breath, it is deep and stable, and the coercion fluctuations are also extremely solid. Only by these external conditions can one tell that the strength is extremely good.

The light flickered, and Tu Shan Jinghong had appeared not far away, staring at Tu Shanjun who was walking with a Chixuan body, and asked in a deep voice: "Where did you get this magic weapon?"

Tu Shanjun clenched the soul banner and said coldly: "Where the magic weapon comes from has nothing to do with you."

"related!"

"That's my father's magic weapon."

Yuanying Zhenjun of Wanfazong saw that Tushan Jinghong was approaching, so he hurriedly spoke to stop him, and at the same time sent his mana breath over: "Jinghong stay here, if you get too close to him, you will fall into a thunder disaster."

The people behind them stared blankly at what happened in front of them.

They didn't expect such an accident to happen.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn't intervene, so they could only wait quietly, but they all mobilized their mana one after another, ready to form a large formation at any time.

The three golden core masters also didn't say anything, they moved their steps, surrounded Tu Shanjun secretly in the center with the formation of three talents, and their spiritual senses locked on Tu Shanjun who was holding the soul banner.

"Oh, this soul banner and the seal were obtained by someone at the same place. Could it be that this black seal is also your father's magic weapon?" Tu Shanjun pretended not to know each other, and said flatly.

Tu Shan Jinghong was very calm, staring at the black seal in the palm of the red-robed Taoist with burning eyes: "You are right, this black seal is also my father's magic weapon."

Tu Shanjun sighed in his heart: "This baby is really upright. '

Seeing Jinghong again, he also found that Jinghong's cultivation is solid, and the surprise is not enough for outsiders.

However, Tu Shanjun did not get out of the shock and frustration just now.

Wan Fazong actually said that Chi Xuan was their disciple.

Nor could it be the case going back generations.

Nascent Soul Zhenjun also focused on the cultivation method, which shows that Wan Fazong may not use ordinary methods to identify disciples, and there must be a method of cultivation.

If disciples are defined by skills, then Chi Xuan is indeed a very qualified disciple.

In the name of Taiping, he gathered a large army to attack Dacang, and finally drove the old dragon out of this cave, completely disintegrating the thousand-year monk dynasty, so that ordinary people would not be sucked to death by such a solidified class.

He completely ended the intertwining of immortals and mortals in the cave.

Wanfahuo Zhujing.

criminal domain.

Cut Xiantai.

So qualified!

All these seem so appropriate, more qualified than many disciples of Wanfazong.

Tu Shanjun was stunned, and murmured in his heart: "It's not just the evil magic arts that affect people, the so-called righteous exercises can also affect people. No, as long as it is a practice, it will definitely affect people."

"They will be more or less influenced by the founder of the practice."

"If the ideas in your heart are in line with it, the practice of the exercises will indeed make rapid progress, and at the same time, the Taoist heart will be improved a lot by the exercises."

"That means..."

"it's me."

"I killed Chi Xuan?"

"If I didn't pass on the Wanfahuo Zhujing to him, wouldn't this result happen?"

Tu Shanjun closed most of his eyelids, he didn't know what would happen, maybe it would be like this in the end, because Chi Xuan grew up in such an environment.

"Heroes, heroes? Or maybe the times make heroes."

Before Tu Shanjun could think about it, a scolding sound interrupted his thoughts: "Give me back my father's magic weapon."

Tu Shanjun's dull eyes became focused.

"Little baby, you don't have to say that if you've taken a fancy to a certain magic weapon."

"Furthermore, even if this is your father's magic weapon, if someone has no consciousness to lodge it when he obtains it, it means that the person who holds the magic weapon has died."

"Treasure without owner is naturally first come, first served."

Tu Shanjun flipped his hand and threw the seal into the sea of ​​consciousness. The soul banner in his hand was going through calamity, and he couldn't put it away, so he could only hold it firmly in his hand.

Then he said: "Little baby, there is nothing in this world, you can get it if you want it, even if this thing belongs to your family in the first place."

Zhenjun Yuanying frowned, he naturally trusted his disciples, but this matter was not easy to handle.You said that the treasure is your own, that's right.

However, if the magic weapon is lost and picked up by others, it is not easy to get it back.

It is inevitable that you have to do it yourself to get back your own things.

Zhenjun cupped his hands and said: "Fellow Daoist, this magic weapon was sacrificed by my disciple's late father. If you erase your spiritual consciousness and return it, I, Wanfa Sect, will inherit your favor and am willing to protect the Dharma for you, so as to prevent Xiaoxiao from spying on you." robbery."

"This old man also has a bottle of elixir, called Ming Fa Da Huan Dan, which can help you make up for the lost mana."

"How do you feel about friendship?"

As expected of Yuanying, the True Monarch of Wanfazong immediately pointed out the most important thing, that is, Tu Shanjun is about to cross the catastrophe.

He is a Nascent Soul True Monarch, with four Golden Core Grandmasters and hundreds of Foundation Establishment monks. If he can help protect the Dharma, no one will dare to come and provoke him.

That magic weapon can be regarded as the payment.

Such a win-win situation, any monk at the peak of Jindan would agree.

Even if Tu Shanjun really succeeds in crossing the tribulation, that magic weapon can still be profitable in exchange for such a formation, and the other party has absolutely nothing to say.Moreover, the Nascent Soul Tribulation was not as easy as imagined, and if they died, they Wanfazong would not be responsible.

Tu Shanjun clasped his hands together: "I appreciate the kindness, but I don't have a magic weapon with me, I'm afraid I will die in this thunder disaster."

He is also aware of this, if he survives the tribulation here, Daheishan will be affected.If I run out of mana and return to the magic weapon, won't it be taken by Jinghong who is waiting here.

Chi Xuan had just died in front of his eyes, how could he let Jing Hong hold the soul banner again, so he planned to go to a farther place.

As soon as he thought about it, he had already thought of a good place.

Looking around, the three Golden Core Masters of Wanfazong blocked his way, Tu Shanjun sneered: "What? If someone disagrees, Wanfazong will use their power to snatch it by force?"

As he said that, Tu Shanjun looked at the thunderclouds that had condensed most of them in the sky. The thunderclouds stretched for hundreds of miles, and they seemed to be tens of thousands of miles away.A huge dangerous aura locked Tu Shanjun and the magic weapon in his hand.

There will be no such catastrophe for a magic weapon to be promoted to a spiritual treasure.

This is the superposition of the double thunder tribulation of the magic weapon and the main soul. Fortunately, Tu Shanjun has realized the complete true meaning, otherwise, relying on his original strength, he would never be able to get through it

However, he didn't look at Lei Jie to confirm the power of Lei Jie, but to threaten the Yuanying Zhenjun of Wanfazong.

Yuanying Zhenjun is very strong, especially such a powerful Yuanying Zhenjun.

The opponent didn't make a move only because of Lei Jie, once he was locked by Lei Jie, even Zhenjun Yuanying might be seriously injured, so Zhenjun didn't dare to make a rash move.

Faced with such a general trend of the world, the Nascent Soul monster would also be afraid.

Yuanying Zhenjun of Wanfazong had a gloomy face with Chinese characters. Of course he was afraid of Lei Jie so he spoke in such a good voice, otherwise, with his status as Yuanying Zhenjun, there was no need to discuss it like this, and the other party would obediently give up the magic weapon. come out.

"Let him go."

"This……"

One of the Jindan Grandmasters asked softly, but maybe he realized something, so he stopped talking, and instead opened a gap so that Tu Shanjun could use his escapism to leave.

Tu Shan Jinghong didn't ask his uncle, the mana burst out into a purple arc and formed a thunder escape, and he shouted: "If you don't return it, I will snatch it!"

The figure has appeared a few feet away from Tu Shanjun.

"Tiangang Zixiao, Shenlei help me!"

The divine light in his eyes cleared away the obstacles in front of him, and Lei Fa echoed faintly with the thunder clouds in the sky. With the help of the heaven and the earth, his strength was much stronger than usual.

Tu Shanjun exclaimed.

It will be troublesome if this thunder method is entangled with the thunder cloud above, and when he crosses the robbery, he will also involve Jing Hong.

Mr. Tu Shan secretly said that it is not good, the child's temperament is like thunder, it is really fierce.

As a last resort, he was afraid that he would expose his identity as still alive and make Jinghong retreat. Of course, it would be best if he could defeat him by means.

"not good!"

Yuanying Zhenjun of Wanfazong flipped his hands and threw out the two jade walnuts he was playing with.

The two walnuts grow against the wind, and the black and white two colors rotate into a Tai Chi diagram, cutting off the connection between the thunder cloud above and Tu Shan Jinghong.

A ray of light flew out from the formation, immobilizing Tu Shan Jinghong in place.

Tu Shanjun's heart sank when he mentioned his throat, he glanced at the real monarch of Wanfazong, and said in his heart: "Good method."

Without further thinking about it, he used the escape technique and charged into the clouds.

The thundercloud that stretched for thousands of miles also began to move with Tu Shanjun's escaping light.

Tu Shan Jinghong could only watch the magic weapon and the person in charge of the magic weapon disappear. She widened her eyes and wanted to remember the figure of that person, but the golden core peak monk's escape speed was astonishing. The figure is already ethereal.

"Long water."

"The disciple is here." The late Jindan cultivator cupped his hands and stepped out.

Yuanying Zhenjun threw a jade walnut to him and said: "Follow up, watch from a distance, don't get close and get caught in the formation, if that person dies, bring the magic weapon back."

"If he successfully crosses over, don't stop there, return quickly."

Then he looked at Tu Shan Jinghong, who was trapped in black and white, and said: "Jinghong, your brother is going to chase the magic weapon, and you will replace the big formation next."

As he spoke, his eyes moved to the cave sky that had already fluctuated.

(End of this chapter)