I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 447
Staring at the red-robed figure in the center of Lei Jie.

It was a worldly high roller with a heavy weary drag.

Step out of the small world, and calmly face the baptism of the small wasteland.

The thunder was like water, not only did not extinguish his aura, but on the contrary washed away the travel and dust on his body, revealing the inner spiritual light that soared to the sky.

I glanced away.

Laughing like a night owl, the skinny old man with thick dark circles and scarlet beads framing his own loose robe was staring at the emaciated Jindan Grandmaster in black and white robes with weird eyes.

From the corner of the eye of Master Changshui, he looked at the bald old man carrying a small coffin not far away, the fairy-like bones from the back, the crooked melon and cracked dates from the front, and the bald top, making people look at it without laughing .

There was no smile on his face.

This person is the Earth Corpse Master of the Corpse Demon Sect, his cultivation has reached the peak of the Golden Core, and he is a great Daoist who ranks high in the Xiaohuangyu.It's just a bit inferior to the blood elder monster who came first.

These two people are the most troublesome, and this place is the closest to the Corpse Demon Sect and the Blood Evil Sect, so if they can come here, it means that they have ordered the sect to make preparations.

With so many monks staring at him, how could he wait until the other party failed to cross the tribulation to obtain the magic weapon.

He said yes and no, no and no.

The blame can only be blamed on the red-robed man who ran here to cross the tribulation. If he was far away from the Demon Sect, he would not have attracted these two great masters.The rest of the blue-robed monks in the late Jindan period didn't know the details because they deliberately concealed their figures.

Another master is the ghost king who is famous in the underworld.

Master Changshui found that he had no advantage at all beside these monks. Even if he was the master of Wanfazong, he was only the master of Jindan when the other party did not interfere with the secular world.

The bloody old man rolled his eyes, and the greed in his eyes was hidden by him: "In my opinion, the one who crossed the catastrophe is not a real person from the Wanfa sect, but a monk from outside the small wilderness."

"Reverend Changshui came early, the noble sect must have taken care of him."

The Blood Priest squinted his eyes and licked his dry lips.

It has been a long time since there has been a cultivator who crossed the tribulation in Xiaohuangyu, and now one suddenly appeared, and he came here again to cross the tribulation, probably not those famous real people from the big sect.

Master Changshui had a bad idea in secret, and the Great Daoist of the Blood Fiend Sect obviously gave his idea away.So he cleared his throat and said, "Although this person is not a monk of our sect, he has talked with our ancestor."

"The ancestor let me take care of it."

After Master Changshui's words fell, the Blood Veteran's smug expression was a little dazed, but he didn't feel embarrassed, and casually let out a haha, but the greed in his eyes was suppressed deeper, and the look of fear floated on the surface.

As soon as the ancestor's name came out, he, a real person, had to show face.Moreover, he didn't believe that Master Changshui of Wanfa Sect would just talk about using his own ancestors as guarantees, and that matter was probably indistinguishable.

Even the Master Earth Corpse, who was carrying the coffin on his back and had a huge contrast in figure, hesitated.

Not to mention the ghost king and the blue-robed monk who came driving the clouds, the two of them have the lowest level of cultivation, even if there is any benefit, it will not be their turn.

"This great Daoist who has crossed the catastrophe, with his Yin Qi soaring into the black mist, the fluctuation of his mana breath is also very similar to my Demon Sect..." The Master of the Earth Corpse touched his chin, watching with a pair of tricks situation.

They also want to extend their spiritual consciousness, but if they stretch out their spiritual consciousness, they will be shattered by the thunder calamity, and they can't reach it at all.

Just as the old blood monster was about to answer, he thought of something, turned his hand and burned a sound transmission talisman in his sleeve, and then the old god hugged his shoulders.

Master Changshui was still thinking about how to deal with them, when he suddenly saw a big change in Lei Jie.

The seventh thunder light has turned into a dragon shape.

The majestic coercion lowered this large formation by a few feet.

On the high altar, Mr. Tu Shan was solemnly refining the soul banner. The soul banner was completely restored by the evil spirit carried by the banyan tree. In order to withstand the thunder disaster, most of the evil spirit he brought out from the small cave was consumed.

Fortunately, there is also the banyan tree, a growing incense tree.

The Dao tree used to be the boarding body of the Nascent Soul and the old dragon. No matter the material or the evil spirit it carries, it is an extremely rare natural treasure. If there is a master who refines weapons, he may use the banyan tree to refine a powerful spiritual treasure. .

However, it is still very difficult for treasures with such background, and it is not known whether magic treasures or spiritual treasures will pass through such a pass. In short, Tu Shanjun feels that the thunder tribulation that Hunfan is facing exceeds expectations.

Thunder is overwhelming for two thousand miles, and wind and clouds are rolling for tens of thousands of miles.The sky and the earth seemed to be connected at this moment, turning into a field of thunder that completely submerged Tu Shanjun and the formation he had arranged.

The golden elixir masters who were watching the excitement were even hurt by the dazzling thunder light. Even with the divine light, they couldn't see clearly the scene in the thunder.

They didn't dare to get close, for fear of being drawn in by Lei Jie.

Tu Shanjun raised his hand.

Cracks had already appeared on his skin, and traces of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Although Chixuan's body is strong, he is only at the late stage of Jindan after all. If he can't reach the level of crossing the robbery, he will naturally be out of breath under the pressure of the thunder robbery.

The soul flag shook, and Tu Shanjun's true deity came out of the soul flag, and grabbed the transforming soul flag.

The head of the evil spirit on the top of the soul banner has grown shoulders. While roaring, the banner cloth bitten by the fangs rolled back and stretched out from the chest cavity again.

The shoulders grown by the evil ghost turned into the horizontal pole of the soul banner, and the two ghost claws grabbed the two auxiliary wings of the soul banner.

The iron ingot forged from the skeleton into a weapon was nailed to the main pole under the hammer of Lei Jie, and the black and red main pole emerged with lines, as if magma flowed past and converged at the top to form a blood-red spirit bead.

The black iron bone forged into a fan shape is fixed on the Lingzhu.

Most of the magic weapon has been transformed, and even the burnt flag has been woven and repaired into a more spiritual blackness. If you want to fully upgrade the magic weapon, you only need the main pole.

The seventh thunder dragon charged forward with a roar.

Boom! ! !

The power of thunder seemed to annihilate everything in front of them, not a single blade of grass grew within a hundred miles, not even a single complete stone was left, and even the core of this large formation that blocked the thunder was exposed.

The ten ghost kings holding the banner raised their heads together, resisting the crazy Thunder Dragon.

The huge pressure made the flesh rattle, and blood flowed out from between the teeth and the surface of the body.

"Hold...hold."

Tu Shanjun's eyes burst and protruded, and the hidden fangs could no longer be restrained. The scorching electric arc pierced the top of his head inch by inch like a magic weapon steel needle. Such severe pain made Tu Shanjun unable to restrain his head.

"what!!!"

The scarlet red hair spread out and fluttered in all directions.

The ghost horns soared into the sky.

All that was left was a ferocious ghost whose face was twisted in pain and turned upside down.

Lei Jie's pain not only affects the physical body, but also affects the soul, and even the deepest part of the heart.Accompanied by the attack of the thunder dragon, the countless backlogs of pain poured out like a flood, submerging Tu Shanjun all at once.

It hurts to death but there is nothing I can do.

"The Ghost King of the Ten Directions..."

Tu Shanjun recited the mantra to activate the ghost king of the ten directions word by word, his hands that were already throbbing with pain were holding on to the knot seal, and the blood flowed down the elbows on the flat ground of the altar.

He twisted his hands almost fiercely to form a seal.

"Get up!"

The beam of light rose, and the deity landed in the ten-direction ghost king formation holding the soul banner in his hand, and the soul banner in his hand was twirling, but before he could continue to fight, Thunder Dragon finally broke through the formation and was baptized.

"boom."

At the same time as the formation was broken, the ten golden elixir yin gods returned to the soul banner.

And the brontosaurus above also lost its original viciousness.

Although it was still stably chopping on the main pole of the soul banner, causing Tu Shanjun's true self to let go of it, the main pole of the soul banner shattered a huge crack running through the top and bottom, all the way to the head of the newborn evil spirit.

A white crack also appeared on the blood-colored spirit beads protected by the evil ghost's chest and ribs.

"puff!"

The blood poured up and wet the lapel of his clothes, Tu Shanjun raised his palm tremblingly, and with the palm of his hand, the soul streamer that was struck by the thunder fell into his hand, and he whispered: "The killing formation of the ghost king of the ten directions is a killing formation after all, not a defensive formation. It is easy to break through."

"Unfortunately, I'm not fully prepared."

"Lei Yijiuji, there are two more, it seems that I need the help of this deity to keep an eye on it."

Tu Shanjun left his spiritual consciousness to sit on the body to control the overall situation, and the deity appeared in the sky above the thunder field instead of the soul banner.Casting the law domain will be defeated by the thunder, and you can only rely on the magic weapon and your own strength to face it head-on.

The evil spirit accumulated by the banyan tree should be enough to condense another body.

Therefore, the loss of a physical body is nothing.

"bring it on."

Tu Shanjun's eyes were covered by madness.

After passing the thunder tribulation, he will take the second step and become the top legendary cultivator in Xiaohuangyu. If he can't take this step and the soul banner is damaged, he doesn't know what the consequences will be.

Maybe he will disappear as the soul flag is damaged.

No one has ever died in life.

Cultivation is originally sailing against the current. If you don’t advance, you will retreat.

He has come to this point, if he doesn't want to die, he can only do his best.Tu Shanjun thought that he would be afraid of death after becoming a real person at the peak of Jindan, but in fact, he was even more afraid that he would not be able to become a fairy.

Therefore, even if he died on the immortal road, it was his choice.

"Give me immortality, or give me death!"

Tu Shanjun raised his head to the sky and screamed, as if he wanted to pour out all the emotions accumulated over the years, he stumbled forward, he was not numb, ruthless, and he did not forget the burden of the year.

That is a life, a living life.

He set foot on the road to immortality with him, but died on the way to immortality.

Their yin gods and true spirits are all within the soul banner, and they cannot even be reincarnated.

If he Tu Shanjun can't remember them, no one will remember them.

Mr. Tu Shan doesn't know whether others have a reason to become a fairy.He only remembered the reason why he became a fairy.

"God."

"Are you immortal?!!!"

The angry deity rushed to the sky, and turned into a roaring evil spirit with the aura of sincerity, and swung his fists at the thunder dragon descending from the sky.

With one punch, ask the world

Are all monks in the world yearning to become immortals like me?

This fist is the fist of shouting, the fist of resistance, the fist of devouring... It is the fist of asking whether the gods will live forever, and it is the fist that thousands of gods of Yin are most obsessed with becoming immortals.

(End of this chapter)