I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 636
When the knife was cut down, the sky rose.

Everything in front of him seems to be insufficient to be an obstacle to this knife, even a small world shrouded by the law seems to have a reflected crack.

The sky is bright.

Frost like silver.

The silver moon with true meaning hangs in the air.

What a bright moon rising from the sea hanging upside down!
A violent aura surrounds Ao Mengsheng's body, like a fairy that has been unwilling to dissipate for a long time.

"die!"

The huge three-foot-tall dragonman opened its bloody mouth and squeezed out hideous words.

His head has completely turned into a dragon's head, the horns on the top of his head are like stretched coral, and the originally cut open stomach has become a small wound.

Dragon people are still not the end.

Clouds and mist come, wind blows, sky and sea hang down, and the behemoth finally appears.

The long crutch is a majestic horn, and the silver moon long knife is a terrifying fang.

"now."

Tu Shanjun murmured softly.

Wearing armor, ten small streamers emerged from behind like a cloak.

He didn't want to use too much power at first, because there is still a Venerable in the Venerable Soul Banner, and if there is no support from the Yin God, it may make the Venerable a lot easier, but this battle should not be delayed any longer.

"Double true meaning!"

Tu Shanjun flew up like a bursting meteor.

Weapons are the extension of fists and feet, no matter how hard a fist is, it is not enough to fight against weapons, and fists can be displayed in any way.

Roar.

The old ape in the cassock in the sea of ​​consciousness jumped up, and the golden scale armor under the cassock was faintly visible.

Roaring and howling, set foot on the star trail.

"Bang!!"

The black meteor in mid-air was forcibly stopped, and Tu Shanjun's body fell from the sky. At the same time, the huge monster hidden in the sky had already made a move. No, it was the exit. It was definitely not a bloody mouth, but a small hill collapsed. formed torrent.

Huge and overwhelming!
puff!
Tu Shanjun, who forcibly turned his body around, still inevitably felt a coolness flash across his lower body, his face was bloodless, he didn't need to look down, he also knew that his legs had definitely left his body, and his body guarded against it. Staying for a while is not enough to protect all parts.

Moreover, Tu Shanjun also took the initiative to reduce the body protection energy.

Protecting the body will consume too much mana that should be used on the blade.

The dragon's fangs are forged by spiritual treasures, and flesh and blood can't resist them at all.

So Tu Shanjun lost his legs in an instant.

Tu Shanjun, who was splattered with blood, couldn't stabilize his body at all. The behemoth turned its head and rushed over again. On the head stood a slightly thin figure holding a trident. The man's face was covered by a mask, only his eyes showed sarcasm look.

He was not mocking Mr. Tu Shan who had lost his legs, let alone himself.

Instead, he ridiculed Zhenjun Jin Ao who did not dare to make a move.

It stands to reason that Jinao Zhenjun shouldn't let him come to the battlefield so easily, otherwise Ao Mengsheng would not be defeated, but now it is different, combined with the strength of the two Great Zhenjun, they will definitely not be the ones who lose.

Zhenjun Jin Ao lowered his head, then raised it hastily.

He thought that Mr. Tu Shan would definitely glare at him, but he didn't. Mr. Tu Shan just tore off the white face, leaving behind a solemn green face and long fangs, and there was no trace of blame in his eyes.His eyes were fixed on the one man and one dragon diving in Tianhai without distraction.

Tu Shanjun didn't blame him, but Taiyi might blame him...

When he turned his gaze away, he also didn't see that expression on Taiyi's face.Apart from his serious complexion, Taiyi looked very tired, and at the same time he was still staring at the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who hadn't made a move.

"Spirits."

"Blood Killing Technique!"

"Turning."

The red-haired and red-eyed monk formed a seal with one hand when he fell.

The flesh and blood that should have been swallowed twisted and turned into a human form between the teeth of the giant dragon. It was like a figure bathed in blood waking up in the dark. The same red hair was loose. The only difference was that his eyes were dull, but his movements But not slow at all.

"boom!!!"

The giant dragon's long kiss suddenly became bloody and bloody, and the blood poured down from the sky like a torrential rain. The originally clear Qingming Tianhai was stained red by blood and twisted flesh and blood, and the turbid waves swept across like red clouds all over the sky. The sunset glow is bright red, but it doesn't bring warmth to people, only the cold killing intent and cold light.

Anyone who sees such a scene of dragons fighting in the wild will only tremble in their hearts.

The falling Tu Shanjun grinned.

Muscles and bones regenerate, flesh and blood recover.

The seven-foot body didn't stop until Zhang Xu, the black-red steam was transpiring and surrounding the wound, and the ten small flags hanging down like iron coupons on the back fluttered at this moment, the scarlet eyes glowed fiercely, and with a long howl, the black light was like Darkness generally covers the small world.

call.

The scarlet candle lights up.

It's like a faint candlelight lit up on the calm black river, and the pale red light forms a large area, illuminating the Yin spirits who have escaped from the cage in the shrine. The Yin gods are clearly clay sculptures in the shrine, but they give people a sense of their living It feels that under the reflection of the candlelight, the ghosts are more abundant.

Sky,

There was blood.

The dragon's wound has fully recovered, as if it had never been injured before.

This is the strength of Yimu Qinglong's battle body. The flesh and blood body may not be so tough, and the physique may not be so strong, but the recovery ability is indeed first-class.

With this level of resilience, Ao Mengsheng was able to cultivate a physical body.

"open!"

The soul-respecting banner is like a dragon entering the legal domain.

boom.

A shrine appeared in the sky above.

Boom boom boom.

Several shrines appeared again.

The shrine is like a shackle that fell from the sky. It rushes into the Qingming Sky Sea to lock the body of the dragon, and drags its body out of the floating sky sea. The black and red silk thread is like a chain with a barbed chain piercing into the body of the dragon. .Ao Mengsheng roared furiously as he wanted to break free, but found that no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

Standing on the dragon's head, Ao Cang fiercely raised his trident, and his whole body was as majestic as the deep sea. The sharp weapon cut off most of the black and red threads, but the threads that had just been cut had already been reconnected.

"Bah."

The iron boots crushed the mist.

Tu Shan Jun Zhang Xu's body started to run.

The black mysterious water under their feet suddenly formed a huge wave, which exploded in everyone's ears.

But at this moment, a tall body like a full bow appeared in front of Ao Cangmeng.The giant ape was galloping on the star trail, punching brazenly, and the light of the fist struck like a mountain, more like mountains and rivers gathered in front of him.

Fist Shadow howled and roared.

Bang.

boom! ! !
Ao Cangmeng's body is like a kite with a broken string, it has already left the dragon's head, like a star falling from the sky, drawing streamers in the sky, leaving a long trajectory, and he does not know how far he fell before relying on the protective shield. The body qi stopped his body, but he still couldn't help coughing out a mouthful of blood.

"Double true meaning?"

"Thunder."

"Corrosive Qi Machine."

"There is something weird."

Ao Cang clutched his chest fiercely, he could clearly feel a sunken fist mark, at least half of the bones protecting his chest were broken.

Seeing that the tall figure about Zhang Xu was about to punch again, Ao Cang yelled, "How dare you!"

He blocked this blow, but it didn't mean that Ao Mengsheng could resist it.

At this time, Ao Mengsheng was restrained by the shrine, and the black and red silk thread was like a poisonous snake tearing away the qi of the body protection. If he was hit by the full-strength true supernatural power, he might die on the spot.

At this moment, even the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who had originally swept the formation could no longer sit still, and immediately wanted to help.

However, a person appeared in front of him.

A tall figure in a golden robe blocked his way forward.

"Step aside!"

"Senior should know us."

Zhenjun Jin Ao shook his head, he didn't say anything, he neither said he knew nor said he didn't know.

It doesn't really matter whether he knows or not, it just depends on whether he has courage, even if the courage is limited, or after careful consideration, as long as it is still courage is enough.

"stop!"

Shock and anger came from above.

"It's the ancestor!"

The mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in Luezhen looked at the sky in surprise, and he knew that the ancestor would definitely arrive here in time.The monks of the Yuan Dao League couldn't stop the ancestor at all. Stopping a monk in the early stage of the Yuanying was just a matter of ease, so how could there be a mistake.

Tu Shanjun turned a deaf ear to it.

The evil ghost's body still didn't stop.

"This seat tells you to stop!"

rub.

The legal domain was split abruptly, from the outside.

A figure forcibly tore open Tu Shanjun's legal domain and rushed in.

The coercion of the Nascent Soul Peak was like a palm that fell from the sky, as if it wanted to hold Tu Shanjun firmly, accompanied by a surge of supernatural powers.

"Uncle, help!"

Ao Mengsheng seemed to see a savior, he opened his mouth and shouted, he was finally relieved, since his uncle had already arrived, there would be no accidents, his uncle would definitely help him escape the blockade of the shrine.Of course, maybe it was the black-robed ghost king who killed Taiyizong first.

"Soul swallowing."

A heavy and hoarse voice spewed out from the mouth of the tall and tall figure.

Accompanied by the fist shadow that swept across the world.

The blue and blood-stained sky was swept away, and the black earth quickly faded away. Only the shrines gathered behind Tu Shanjun, and countless blue and white ghost hands rested on Tu Shanjun's shoulders, side ribs, wasp waist, and legs...

The mountain formed by the shrine looks like a towering building, and the yin gods in the shrine have shot out one after another, resisting the magical powers and true meaning descending from the sky.

"kill!"

This punch.

It bloomed in Ao Mengsheng's unbelievable eyes.

The huge dragon's body was shattered inch by inch, turning into steaming blood, and the huge and tough body was blown apart by a punch!
The nine shrines that looked like matryoshkas also returned to one place at the moment of punching out, and the black and red silk thread accurately found Ao Mengsheng Yuanying Yinshen who exploded and died.

"You are so bold!"

The monk at the peak of Yuanying was furious.

Standing in the air, Tu Shanjun raised his head slightly, his blue-faced fangs against the purple-black golden crown looked very solemn and indifferent, like a god outside the world.

Even if he is looking up, he doesn't feel that he is looking up at anything, but it seems that he is looking down, looking down, staring at the clouds.

"Om."

The unchanging complexion finally changed.

The soul banner fell into his hands again, and the ghost king's reincarnation's short-term peak state was forced to end, and even his complexion became a little paler.

He murmured softly: "What should come will always come."

Taiyi's complexion was as gloomy as water, and he said in a cold voice: "It's better, train him!"

Tu Shanjun shook his head and turned his face.

A little scarlet flashed, and the blue fangs shone coldly.

Said: "Without the ghost king being reborn, I can still win."

Two black black jade came up from the chest, and Tu Shanjun bit it off, and the blue fangs burst immediately.

Bad breath repair.

Bite down again.

Still looks broken.

The corners of Wan Liuyun's mouth curved into a mocking arc, as if mocking Tu Shanjun for his overreaching.

He would not make the same mistake as his elder brother. It would be better to hide in the black jade if Guixiu swallowed his Nascent Soul Yinshen, at least for the time being he was safe.

crunching,

'...'

bang.

Until the mouth is full of blood.

I don't know how many fangs swallowed.

A tiny crack finally appeared on the eternal Xuanyu.

Wan Liuyun, who was still calm at first, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and Yuan Ying's yin spirit trembled slightly. It was hard to imagine how to relieve the pain of broken teeth, and he didn't even know how to regenerate teeth.

He only knows that no matter how hard a treasure is, it will eventually be broken.

Just in time.

(End of this chapter)