I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 514 Vulcan
Although he tried his best to deny it, in fact, Yang Zongchen knew clearly in his heart that most of what the monk in front of him said was true, otherwise, he would never speak out in a dragon-and-tiger manner.

If this is the case, then during the time he left the Fire Phoenix Ship, Zi Daoxu was likely to advance to Nascent Soul under the care of the Venerable.

Although he didn't deal with Zi Daoxu, and he couldn't understand Zi Daoxu's extremely high blood concentration, but he had to admit that with the help of the Transforming Infant Pill, he would definitely be able to become a great Nascent Soul cultivator by virtue of his own strength.

"A person who jumped out of nowhere actually possesses the blood of the fire phoenix, and its concentration is far higher than that of the strongest contemporary..." Yang Zongchen shook his head slightly, he did not dare to think that this incident would trigger With great consequences.

Thinking of the failure of the Shangming mission, Yang Zongchen glared at Tu Shanjun.

When the giant ship descended that day, he should have made an attack as a corner cultivator. It might not look good at that time, but he was not as passive as he is now.

Now there is quite a feeling of being stuck in a quagmire and unable to move.

It was as if this person had seen through all his actions, and dismissed the trick lightly.Yang Zongchen didn't know who Yan Fu was talking about, but obviously their methods were not worth mentioning in the eyes of the other party.

This contempt made his heart burn with anger.

The mana turned into invisible ripples and made his body stagnate in the air. He looked at the red-haired monk at the top and said, "Well, well, it really is a good method. I didn't rely on these unsightly tricks to get a great reputation. "

While speaking, the whole body exploded with inspiration, and the invisible mana turned into a tangible flame. The flames were like falling petals, intertwined into a ring, spreading around with him as the center.

"disease."

Tu Shanjun looked calm, he said these words in order to shock Yang Zongchen's Taoism.

It's a pity that the other party's mind was indeed shaken, but he didn't show any obvious flaws. It should be said that he is worthy of being a disciple of Da Zong, whether it is his own cultivation base or mental state, he is very solid and stable.

"Can't get on the stage?" Tu Shanjun laughed.

Yang Zongchen may want to say that he has relied on his strong strength and background all the way.

But with such strength...Tu Shanjun raised his palm and grabbed it violently. Xu Zun's soul banner suddenly turned into a ten-foot inch, and he slowly held it on his shoulder, and the black and red banner fluttered in the wind.

The coercion of the Nascent Soul middle stage is like a moat.

Gently shaking the Lingbao in his hand, the endless black mist covered the sky and the sun, but when he looked carefully, he found that it was not mist at all, but the sky filled with ghosts.Riding the clouds and driving the fog, the entire Blood Fiend Sect was surrounded by three layers of inner and outer layers, and at the same time, the most central battlefield was also released.

Without exception, they all held an illusory small streamer in their hands, standing on the head of the cloud like a Dharma protector.

Yang Zongchen, who released the spell, widened his eyes, moved his eyes from Tu Shanjun to the Yin God, and then moved his eyes back, and said in surprise: "Cheating, another cheating!"

"If we have the ability, we will fight one-on-one!"

He just glanced at it slightly, there are at least 40 Golden Cores among those Yin Gods, regardless of their uneven strength, but if so many Golden Core Yin Gods attack together, it will also interfere with his fighting skills.

Not to mention Yang Zongchen, even Zhenjun Taiyi watched Tu Shanjun urge the spirit treasure in surprise.No wonder he consumed so much mana, the original source is here.

Thanks to his profound mana, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to display all the strength of this spirit treasure.

Hearing what Yang Zongchen said, Zhenjun Taiyi couldn't help but look at Tu Shanjun, as if he wanted to know what Tu Shanjun was thinking.

Unexpectedly, Tu Shanjun didn't care about these things the other party said at all, he just said calmly: "You still have time to leave now, once you make a move, life and death will be in peace."

It's not that they are afraid of Yang Zongchen or the Tianyang Shenzong behind him, but that they will suffer if it drags on like this.True Monarch Taiyi went into battle with an illness, and he could survive for a while, but it was not a long-term solution.

Don't talk about whether you can beat these afterwords, even if you really win, it will delay the illness of Zhenjun Taiyi.

The Blood Fiend Sect is gone, and his wish is fulfilled, Tu Shanjun doesn't want to make extra troubles.

It is better to take advantage of the fact that neither side has any losses, so that True Monarch Taiyi can recover his mana, and by the way he will recover from a serious illness.

Yang Zongchen burst out laughing, and reached out to touch the blood on his cheek.

Shy smile.

Examining him, he said, "Why do you want me to retreat?"

"With the cannon fodder in your hands?"

"It's still that iron bump that I can't break for a while."

"I admit that your strength should not be underestimated, but your cultivation base is not stable when you break through the battle. He is a sick ghost, at most he can make me spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and I, the great monk of the Tianyang Sect, have supernatural powers and spells that reach the sky. He can't break through the defense of Baorilun at all."

"How about this, I won't kill you either."

"Get out of the way, I'll fight that sick ghost, and then I'll return to the Great Eastern Desolation Realm. As long as you don't appear in front of me again, I won't trouble you."

Yang Zongchen pointed to Zhenjun Taiyi who was holding a bronze bell in the distance, and at the same time moved his chin, spitting some sweet blood in the air, and the blood suddenly turned into flames and merged into the rapidly rotating sun wheel spirit treasure.

"It seems that there is no need to talk about it." Tu Shanjun sighed for a long time, and he really couldn't talk about giving in to these arrogant disciples.

"boom."

In an instant, the tall figure of Tu Shanjun was oppressive.

He was already red-eyed, and he didn't suppress his evil spirit any longer. He rolled up the soul banner in his hand, shaped like a 'mace hammer', and went straight to Yang Zongchen's head as Tu Shanjun waved it.

"How brave!"

Yang Zongchen was really angry at first, but was suppressed by Zhenjun Taiyi with Lingbao, and he was full of anger. Seeing that Tu Shanjun dared to fight in close quarters, he was not surprised but happily grabbed the round wheel. The wheel immediately separated and turned into two scimitars.

He roared: "Just now I had a bad fight with that tuberculosis ghost, but you, the devil, don't know how much strength you can take from me."

The red-haired friar with the top horns who came to him didn't pay any attention, and the mace in his hand fell lightly.

clang!
The 'mace hammer' was obviously not heavy, and there was no way to lower it with force through the air, but when it really hit, Yang Zongchen felt that his hands were not his own, and his face flushed red with the surging blood.

Tu Shanjun swung the heavy black and gold stick with the soul flag, and waved it tirelessly.Even if Yang Zongchen has the body protection method, he still feels that relying on such martial arts alone is no match for the apex cultivator.

"No wonder he was able to suppress the Nascent Soul of the Blood Evil Sect. This person really has an extraordinary body. Could it be that he has the blood of some kind of beast?" '

Thinking about this, Yang Zongchen felt even more aggrieved, he couldn't get close to Zhenjun Taiyi when he withdrew from the fight, and he couldn't stand up to the top-horned cultivator in a close fight.

The fire phoenix blood will also strengthen their physical bodies, so they shouldn't be so powerless, making Yang Zongchen wonder if Tu Shanjun is a demon cultivator, or a desolate beast turned into a human.

After dozens of rounds in a row, it means that Fagang is strong and the protective robe is also extraordinary, so he didn't let him hang up, otherwise he might be in tatters right now.However, this is not a mana for long battles.

Don't think that Yuanying Zhenjun is tireless.It also depends on who you are fighting with. If it is an ordinary monk, he, Yang Zongchen, is also a strong man who becomes more and more courageous as he fights. However, he dare not speak out about his strengths in front of this person.

Furthermore, when it comes to fighting skills, most of the magic weapons and supernatural powers are activated, so I feel that my physical strength is slightly exhausted in this moment of kung fu.

"Good opportunity!" Yang Zongchen saw that the opponent's body armor weakened, and immediately urged the round wheel and the scimitar in his hand to tear open Tu Shanjun's body armor and went straight to the throat, but there was a thick heavy sword blocking him in front of.

And that annoying bell rang again, and at this time, his perfect defense showed flaws.The body guard was shattered, and the sound of flesh being nailed into flesh rang in his ears.

Boo!
The body-protecting fire phoenix screamed loudly, and the huge anger knocked back the attacking ones, and also made the puppet holding the heavy sword slow down a little.

Yang Zongchen came back to his senses and touched his neck, there was a blood hole.

The hot blood made him feel cold, and his eyes shrank unconsciously.

The moment just now was too dangerous, but if he pushed it a little slower, his neck would be pierced. At that time, whether his head would still be on his neck would be a problem.

"Tianhuo's true meaning!"

Yang Zongchen took out a handful of talismans from the storage ring and threw them out, each of which turned into a small fire phoenix.The wound on his neck was completely healed the moment he swallowed the pill.

The scimitar turned into a ring to protect the body, and his hands formed a seal: "Endless Phoenix Fire."

Introducing the protective body Yang Yan Huo Feng into the body, Yang Zongchen's eyes turned completely golden, and the aura around him pierced the sky above like a beam of light.

Zhenjun Taiyi was shocked: "His aura is about to reach the late stage of Nascent Soul."

"The secret technique of Tianyang Shenzong." Tu Shanjun said lightly, and raised his arm at the same time. Just at that moment, his palm had already turned into coke, and now it was repaired by evil spirit.

When the crisis of life and death came, Yang Zongchen would definitely not hide it anymore.It's a pity that he couldn't stop it just now, and he couldn't stop Yang Zongchen from activating the secret technique.

"Let's go!" Taiyi Zhenjun got up quickly, and they would not be able to leave after a while.

Yang Zongchen yelled: "Want to leave? It's too late!"

He swung his hands violently, and the Lingbao Sun Wheel had already torn apart Tu Shanjun's protective body, that is, the powerful dharma gun of the Soul Banner, otherwise Tu Shanjun would lose his arms and legs with this blow.

The castration of the sun wheel continued unabated, and it went straight to Taiyi Zhenjun.

Bang.

The old man in civilian clothes held a huge sword and forcibly resisted the sun disc, however, the sun disc still left a deep mark on his face and chest.

"If you can see the supreme secret technique of our sect, you will die without regret." Yang Zongchen looked down upon Zhenjun Taiyi and Tu Shanjun. At this time, he seemed to be no longer a monk who shot, but a god who controlled the flames.

Feng Xue and his Dao gathered such a powerful strength.

"The Ghost King of the Ten Directions."

"The killing array."

Tu Shanjun stretched out his fingers and formed a seal, and the Yin God in the sky simultaneously sacrificed the illusory small banner in his hand, and it was in touch with the huge formation flag of ten directions that had already been nailed into the blood evil sect.

"Enter my formation, cut off the five senses and six consciousnesses, cut off the brilliance of the golden core, destroy the spirituality of the Nascent Soul, and damage the breath of life... the body is eroded by evil spirits."

(End of this chapter)