I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 615
fight.

fight.

Sleepless.

If there is a place of despair in this world, Donghai-kun will definitely say, 'This is exactly what I experienced'.In fact, he couldn't tell whether he was dead or not, because he didn't have time to distinguish, and he didn't have time to think carefully.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a gloomy sky, with cumulus clouds as black as lead carbon, flashing red light from time to time, like falling snowflakes.

The ghosts in the sky.

Like a storm, like a shower.

As a dragon, he likes torrential rains and flooded rivers, but it is not a long river where evil spirits gather, a river formed by rolling blades and iron armor.

looked up.

There is no light in the gray sky, and the ground under the feet is not so real.

"what!"

Howling.

Gathering the dragon's body and disheveled hair, Mr. Donghai stood on the spot, calmly looking at the ghosts and spirits who stepped on the clouds like gods, and watched them fly and press down on the clouds.

The spells are for the only other colors he can see. However, these spells are too inferior to hurt him at all, let alone kill him. The only ones who threaten his soul are those few souls. And the hidden 'spirit'.

"Are you looking for me?"

It was an awful sound.

It's not that this sentence is unpleasant, but that the voice of the speaker is literally unpleasant.

A bit ethereal and reverberating, the unique hoarseness is like the friction of metal sheets, like an old puppet, the internal combustion furnace restarts and pulls up the already rigid parts, and the crunching collision forms such a Ugly sound.

An old black and red robe, dark and plain, and the red iron boots looked extraordinarily cold.Even the face was too pale, and the edges and corners were so cut that it didn't look like a living person. The most important thing was that a pair of sinuous top corners were very conspicuous.

Tu Shanjun didn't know about Donghai Jun's complaints, maybe this old man's life was too monotonous, so he had time to comment on Tu Shanjun's clothes.After some tasting, it was concluded that this is a rough tool spirit.

However, seeing that pair of well-manicured purple-black nails, and the meticulously tied long scarlet hair, the long hair is shaped like a bun, tied with a rough or even too inferior wooden hairpin, like a child's graffiti .

Mr. Donghai overturned his conjecture again, this is a contradictory "tool spirit".He has seen contradictory people before, and this is the first time he has seen contradictory Qi Ling, and he has never seen such a sane Qi Spirit.

Thinking of this, I regretted it.

Jiaolong's arrogance and self-confidence as a great monk made him think that the little Nascent Soul was not worth mentioning.But it's not just these, in fact, the strength of the "Qi Ling" is indeed not as strong as ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

There is also the initial stage of the Nascent Soul wearing the iron mask, who is so courageous, daring to make a move in that realm.Judging from his method of casting spells and his mana background, he is not like an ordinary casual cultivator, and he should have a great inheritance.

"Don't hide?"

Far sky sword soldiers lined up.

Nearby, Lao Xiu asked quietly with a tired expression.

It's not like the late tiger forcibly provoking its spine, nor is it the low-pitched whimper threat of a stray old wolf, without the slightest bluff.

"Hiding?" Tu Shanjun pondered for a while, then shook his head.

He never hides.

Since the battle at the Hongshan Xingyuan ruins, the soldiers dissipated their bodies, and originally wanted to use mana to change the soul banner, but didn't want all the power of the soul banner to be used to block Donghai Lord, so that he couldn't even gather the evil spirit to repair his body.

Ever since he became a Nascent Soul, he has needed a huge amount of evil energy, and decades of accumulated fighting skills have all been reduced to smoke.Fortunately, Taiyi was calm enough to continuously replenish evil spirits and ghosts, so that the Zunhun Banner could continue to operate, and this gave him time to breathe.

"You are still standing here alive after burning your soul. You are really strange." Donghai Jun was amazed, his gaze seemed to pierce Tu Shanjun.

He didn't think it was controlled by the spirit of the weapon before. He only thought that it was the monk in charge of the soul banner. However, there are traces of a person's shot. The traces are like the growth rings of trees, and each tree is different.

"You know me?"

This should be the second time Tu Shanjun said this.

"I know." The old man nodded slightly, as if talking about a trivial matter.

He doesn't look old, at least he doesn't look like an octogenarian. He is hale and hearty, majestic and easy-going, and he looks like a peaceful old man without hands.

Maybe he was such an old man in the first place, it's just that his cultivation has brought more halo blessings, but no amount of halos can conceal that his life is like the sun in the west mountain, it is late at night.

Evening is peaceful.

Despite the cloudy sky, at this moment, Tu Shanjun still felt peaceful, it was a kind of tolerance, facing the peace of life and death, only when he talked about the "Qi Ling" would he have emotional fluctuations.

However, the Yin God all over the sky is ready to go.

Tu Shanjun waved his hand.

The sky is blue and the sun is bright, the sky is bright and the air is clear, and the warm spring breeze is blowing.

The earth under his feet seemed to have revived and exuded the unique smell of soil. If it was just a painting before, the scene in the painting has now moved and surfaced, becoming a real world.

Flowers, birds, fish and insects.

birds and beasts.

In the empty big city, and a small Taoist temple in the distant mountains outside the city, a monk with red hair stood at the entrance of the Taoist temple, looking at the big city in the distance, and said lightly: "What do you think of this world, senior?"

"Good." Mr. Donghai admired.

"Like real."

"Just like?"

Tu Shanjun frowned slightly. He was very satisfied with the world of No Shore Returning to Ruins. The Nascent Soul cultivator did not have such means, and the Venerable Huashen could not seize the small world. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the only one.

"There is no earth, water, fire, and wind. There is only a vast world, which is always full of evil spirits. If living things come in, they will be assimilated by this world in an instant."

"It is better to say it is a broken fragment than a realm."

Mr. Donghai pointed directly at the key point, as if he could see through the essence of Return to No Shore in just a few words.

Immediately walked to Tu Shanjun's side, smiled and said: "The young man has a heart, how can he be so timid, the old man has already fallen to this point, how much threat can he pose to you?"

Tu Shanjun turned a deaf ear to him, and ignored Donghai Jun's ridicule, so he would not let his real body appear beside Huashen Venerable. Such a dangerous person, no matter how smoothed his edges and corners are, he can't be careless no matter how kind he is.

"Always be careful."

"Be careful."

"What is the big city for?" Donghai Jun pointed to the huge ancient city at the foot of the mountain.

"Senior, why don't you go and have a look?"

"Together?"

"Together."

Originally, Mr. Tu Shan thought that the ancestor of Jiaolong would ride the clouds or use the light to fly over, but he did not expect that he would walk on the mountain path leisurely, cross the forest, walk across the bank, pass through a forest of locust trees, and set foot on the road. An official road, this is the way to enter the city.

"Empty city?"

Mr. Donghai looked at Mr. Tu Shan unexpectedly, then smiled, pointed to the sky and said, "Maybe, the residents who should have lived in the city were all sent to the sky by fellow Taoists."

"Not bad." Tu Shanjun waved.

The empty city suddenly came to life, full of voices, it was a bustling capital city.

Jundao Donghai: "What a great handwriting!"

For Mr. Donghai's praise, Mr. Tu Shan just listened quietly. There was no change in his eyes, and he could only see some feelings when he looked down at his feet.

"They were all living people once?"

Mr. Donghai didn't wait for Mr. Tu Shan's answer, he didn't seem to need Mr. Tu Shan's answer, he still said: "The old man was actually not the most talented one in the clan at that time. It became different, and even the clan changed from loach to flood dragon."

"With the rise of the Jiaolong clan, people around me disappeared one by one. Those who died in battle died in battle, and those who died of old age died until I was the only one left alone. Now I have also reached the end of my life."

"..."

"What happened after that?"

"I don't know." Tu Shanjun, who was walking on the street, shook his head. He hadn't walked out of the soul banner to talk to Taiyi, and of course he didn't know the situation in Xingluo, and the ending of the battle between the lords deep in the star abyss.

"Qi Ling, do you feel that your time is approaching?"

"do not know."

There is no specific lifespan for utensils. They may be damaged and cannot be repaired, or they will slowly decay over time until there is no dregs left.Nine out of ten of the ancient treasures handed down from ancient times have become ordinary stones, ordinary wonders.

"It's fine if you don't know, so you don't have to worry about it." Mr. Donghai nodded, "I know my old age, but my group of descendants know that I am not dead. Even if I am dead, I will be found by them. not dead."

"As long as you are not dead, you will always hang your breath."

"Even if this old man asks for death, he won't be able to die." Mr. Donghai paused for a moment. The ancestors of a clan seemed to have a glorious future, but at the end of the day, no one dared to say that he would leave with dignity.

"No matter how smart Yuanying Zhenjun is, if he is obsessed with one thing, he will figure it out sooner or later."

Tu Shanjun's wandering eyes suddenly became focused, as sharp as a frosty knife: "I will never underestimate my opponent, even if his cultivation base is not high, and he doesn't look smart."

The implication is that people with high cultivation bases and wily calculations will not let down their vigilance.

It's also like facing the ancestor Jiaolong now.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

He really should go out, at least he should go out to care about the development of the sect, and make an appropriate appearance to frighten the world.

However, the premise of all this is that the ancestor of Jiaolong should not make any moves. This is a cultivator who transforms spirits, a venerable lord with both yin and yang, without his care, the best spirit treasure may not be able to trap the opponent.

Pinch your fingers and do the math.

"How long has it been?" Donghai Jun asked in a timely manner.

"12."

"12 years?!" Donghai Jun's voice suddenly became much higher. He knew that it had been a long time, but he didn't expect it to be 12 years: "Fellow Daoist, everyone take a step back, you should go."

Tu Shanjun nodded very seriously: "Yes."

"and many more."

"Senior, is there anything else?"

"fine."

Tu Shanjun, who had stopped, turned and left, leaving Donghai Jun standing on the long street, looking up at the sky, just about to perform the spell, but realized that he had no power to use, only the yin god and yang god were left.

The true meaning can still be used, and the scheduling of natural forces can also protect the body, but only for body protection.

at least,

Mr. Donghai never had the idea of ​​suicide by blowing up his soul and true spirit.

Life is precious, especially your own life.

　Flying back home to pay respects to grandma, there was a car accident on the road, the driver drove into the green belt, fortunately there was no danger, and it was already evening when I arrived at my hometown, there was an inexplicable and supernatural sense of sight, arriving at my hometown was like Brother Xun returning home Township, I was excited for a while, walked around for a while, and felt very tired. Fortunately, there is still a chapter on file, so let's take it out, it was also prepared for this matter.There is another update tomorrow, don't delay.

　　When reading the text, I found that this chapter is actually about life, which is really strange.

　　
　
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