I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 467 Boss
The banner of the honored soul moves, and the fog comes and the wind blows.

This mist is different from the usual early morning mist. It is thick and heavy. When it lingers around, even breathing becomes extravagant.

This dark and even invisible light swayed down from the sky.

The howling wind is often accompanied by the low roar of evil spirits and the crisp sound of crushing bones.The ferocious ghosts kneaded by divine channeling techniques are like the rampant ghost generals next to the Taoist monks, taking on the role of protecting the law.

The master who holds the magic weapon Dingfeng Banner to protect himself is called Dingfeng Zhenren.He didn't belong to those big sects, but came from a small sect, following the call of the last sect, he came to help with the sect's magic weapon.

I thought it was a crusade against the devil who was born in the small wasteland, but who expected to make Yangcheng an enemy, relying on the Alliance of Righteous Paths and the entangled demon ways, he also regarded Yangcheng as a soft persimmon.

However, man's calculations are not as good as the sky's calculations, the devil returned to the realm of the Nascent Soul, and used spirit treasures to overwhelm the two great masters of righteousness and demons in the small wasteland.

"Maybe it's the devil, but I don't deserve to die here."

Master Dingfeng held the formula.

What comes to mind is the ardor of his family, the reverence and admiration of his disciples. There are many masters like him in the big sects, but he is the only one in their small sects to support them.

If he died here, it would be equivalent to handing over the fate of the sect to others.Is that the fate of the sect?It was the lives of thousands of people in Manzong, how dare he let go.

The more you worry about something, the more you will encounter something.

The aura of Yuanying Zhenjun has arrived.

He could even see the great cultivator appearing next to him using escapism.

Soaring top corners, wanton wild hair, and a cold but fang-filled ferocious face.The aura of coercion was only second, and the fear from the bottom of his heart made him not even have the courage to raise the magic weapon.

He just watched Zhenjun passing by helplessly.

It wasn't until Zhenjun's coercion faded away that Dingfeng fell to the ground and burst into tears: "I dare not, I dare not make a move, I am afraid to die here, I am afraid..."

It was about to be swallowed by the black mist beside him, but the cold sunlight swayed from above, clearing away the black mist.After taking a closer look, I realized that it was not sunlight but Jianguang.

The sword light from the great master.

Qingxu Daoist's thunderous voice shook: "Cry so hard, hold up your protective qi, hold your breath and concentrate and don't inhale the black mist." The sound cuts away the haze like a sharp sword, but it also goes away the moment it falls.

It's not about escaping, but chasing after the True Monarch's light.

One of the pinnacle great masters with Zhenjun Dunguang as the cloud frame was stripped out of it, like a meteor falling down, and appeared in front of Qingxu real person in less than a few breaths.

The aura of the pinnacle grand master is intertwined with true meaning, and his power is impressive.

The immortal Qingxu Daoist Yujian fought against him, and at the same time he collided with spells, allowing his figure to stay in midair.

A feeling of absurdity arose in his heart.This is just one of the fighting spirits of the Lingbao Soul Banner. It stands to reason that it can't resist his three-foot green spear, but at this time it makes him feel like an enemy.

……

"Senior brother be careful!"

There was a startled sound, and the eyes of Daoist Xuesong froze sharply. The ghost that was blown away by his technique just now was not dead, but a figure condensed in mid-air and bit his raised arm.

Surprised at the same time a wave of anger rose from the bottom of my heart.

He knew that Yuanying Zhenjun's supernatural powers were extraordinary, but he still felt that he should not be hurt by such a technique, which would hinder his face as a peak master.

Before he could turn his head, he felt a prick of needles.

Master Xue Chan slapped out his palm without hesitation, but instead of confronting the person who came, it landed on the body of the junior brother next to him, and threw him flying over.

Without half a moment of hesitation, Xuesong Daoist set up Duan Guang and was about to step back.

"It's so shameful!"

The ghost hands of Tu Shanjun with two horns on top of his head had already pierced the chest of the real Heifeng, and the Lingbao Zhengang blocked it, and the Jindan Yinshen shot together, blowing the real Heifeng's body into pieces in just a moment.

Pulled by mana, it was refined into evil spirit, and the turbulent blood stained the soul banner, and was completely absorbed by the soul banner.

The defensive formation was torn apart by the escaped ghosts released by Tu Shanjun. Without such a unified technique, Tu Shanjun rushing into the group of demonic monks was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and an eagle falling into a chicken coop, and no monk could stop it .

No matter what magic talisman surpassed their strength, ancient treasures, or talisman treasures, they could only save their lives for a while, and there was no way for them to have the strength to resist Zhenjun Yuanying.

As the old devil Yu Huan said, only Zhenjun Yuanying can kill Zhenjun Yuanying, and they can't deal with Zhenjun Yuanying even if they pick up the leak.

Not to mention, what they had to deal with was Tu Shanjun who had already fought against Yuanying Zhenjun at the peak of the Grand Master.

Dongtian Laolong also commented on Tu Shanjun's cultivation base, which is invincible at the same level.

Covered by the banner of Zunhun, the yin spirit of the real Heifeng is full of fear, and there is even more resentment towards the real Xuesong. The turbulent burst of resentment and evil spirit made Tu Shanjun look sideways at him.

The black streamer rolled up the Yin God.

"This is owed to me by the Blood Fiend Sect, and you should have paid it back long ago."

Tu Shanjun's face showed a ferocious expression, and the demonic flames were soaring. The demon inhabiting his body retracted immediately after reaching out to touch it, like a mortal who was touched by a hot iron and dared not approach at all.

"Go away!"

Tu Shanjun's qi and blood surged and he drove the light to catch up with Xuesong, Lingbao made a bold move, smashing Xuesong's head.

Daoist Xuesong raised his head in horror, no matter what method he used, he couldn't stop Yuanying Zhenjun's Lingbao power.He also didn't understand why they all came to fight against the devil to fight for the treasures, and why this devil seemed to have a grudge against their Blood Fiend Sect.

In just a short while, Junior Brother Heifeng became his dead soul.

The Dragon Binding Spear has a spirit, blocked the powerful blow, and also earned a few chances for Daoist Xuesong to escape.Daoist Xuesong didn't dare to be negligent, burned his blood and took the bottom-pressing elixir, and quickly got out of the range of Tu Shanjun's shots.

The real Xuechan who escaped was overjoyed, the senior brother really made a move, and the senior brother would definitely not let him die when the sect suffered heavy losses.

Zunhun Zhenjun looked sideways, and it was the old monster Xuansha who made the shot.

In fact, it is not the old monster Xuansha.

He is not the real controller of the Bone Dragon Binding Spear, he is just the carrier, and the real shooter is not present.

The Blood Fiend Sect suffered heavy losses, Xuan Sha knew that he had to ask his ancestors to rescue Xue Song Junior Brother, otherwise, the Demon Sect who was waiting around would swallow them alive if Yangcheng didn't need to fight.

"Soul swallowing."

"Magic!"

Punch out.

The Bone-Bound Dragon Spear let out a mournful cry overwhelmed.

The real Xuesong who survived the catastrophe didn't wait to be happy, he just felt his body freeze as if appearing, and then he was terrified and horrified.

Shocked, he said, "Why did my yin god leave my body?!"

Turning his head again, he happened to see his body turned into a majestic evil spirit like dust fragments, and he had already fallen into the hands of a blue-white ghost.

With the Dragon Binding Spear close at hand, Tu Shanjun opened his mouth to spit out a sound wave, forcing it to stop abruptly, not only cutting off the Lingbao's attack, but also cutting off the vitality of Xuechan and the hope in his eyes.

The real Xuesong raised his head in despair, and the ghost held his head and flew higher and higher: "Forgive me, Zhenjun, please forgive me."

Tu Shanjun turned a deaf ear to the begging for mercy, and threw the Yin God into the soul banner.

When he wanted to attack the Blood Fiend Sect again, he realized that the aura of the Blood Fiend Sect's master had disappeared.

It is estimated that they used some ancient treasures or talismans to protect them, and Mr. Tu Shan was not disappointed. The monks could not escape the temple, and the blood evil sect of Nuo Da was there.

Turning around, he rushed into the formation of the Spirit Gate and captured the monks of the Spirit Demon Sect. Tu Shanjun sent the Yin God into the soul banner before killing him. He still wanted to know the secret of the Spirit Demon Sect, and even wanted to uproot it. He intends to rush directly into the soul streamer.

"The Corpse Sect? I have dealt with it when I crossed the catastrophe. It is better for you to die here."

Tu Shanjun stood in front of Master Earth Corpse, condescending. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was the thick black mist, or this tall figure blocked all the light.

Master Earth Corpse trembled uncontrollably, and shouted: "Brother, save me!"

Tu Shanjun covered it with his big hands, and the head of Master Earth Corpse was unscrewed in an instant, but a ray of light from the Lingbao protected his Yin God, and the dazzling light had already taken away the Yin God of Master Earth Corpse.

"The fake baby cultivator, the escort who is suspected of being a spirit treasure, and even the yin god of the peak master, can escape."

The Corpse Sect still has foundation and reliance.

Tu Shanjun was not angry, fleeing now is an excuse for the Rita Sect to be given to him in the future, and at that time, I don't know if the Corpse Sect can resist it.

"It's your turn, what background do you have to help you survive?" Standing in front of the old devil Yuhuan, Tu Shanjun watched calmly, but it seemed that he was not watching the old devil Yuhuan, his deep eyes seemed to penetrate everything.

……

Surprised voices came from the huge bed and gauze tent carried by the beast-moving mountain Hercules.

"It's not easy to let him continue to kill, and I don't know what kind of heel this True Monarch is. After killing so many people, his aura is getting stronger and stronger. Even this seat thinks he is a devil."

The beast dragon chariot also showed its figure. The Yuanying Zhenjun from Wanfazong looked dignified. This new Yuanying Zhenjun was really strong. He killed five Jindan masters in a row, including the peak master.

It should be aware of them that's why they didn't take action to kill the monks of the Hehuan Sect, otherwise they might have another bloodbath.But what's interesting is that the other party deliberately avoided the monks of the orthodox sect.

"What does Lord Long think?"

Sitting cross-legged on the back of the crane, the long-bearded monk in black and white robes looked at Long Jun, who was sitting on the chariot, leaning on his cheeks and with dragon horns on his head.

Long Jun was noncommittal.

Originally, the Qingshang Zhenjun of the Hehuan Sect said that he wanted to test the strength of the devil, and the two Zhenjuns of the Wanfa Sect also felt that they should observe it. Now that they can't stop it, they want to stop it. It is estimated that the Zunhun Zhenjun will not easy to talk.

But this has nothing to do with their Mo Palace, he only came here to abide by the tacit understanding between Yuanying Zhenjun, and he is not considered the main force.To be honest, the two real monarchs of Wanfazong are the real main force.

It's a pity that the person in Nether Land is very quiet, and even the number of times he meets him is very few.

Long Jun coughed and said, "That one, he doesn't look like a good friend."

"It's not good to let him continue to kill. If the grandmaster of the Xiaohuangyu is emboldened, it will directly affect the Xiaohuangyu." The Wanfazong Zhenjun in the dragon chariot said in a deep voice.

"stop!"

(End of this chapter)