I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 661 Armistice
The great river goes east, and the wild waterfall is like a cloud.

fog.

It was so majestic that it was impossible to see the mist in front of it clearly.

step by step.

Under the agitation of mana, the gray smoke formed faint ripples and moved in all directions, and only then did a gap be made for the figure to stand down.

This person looks a bit tall and thin, and just by looking at his clothes, he does have a bit of immortal style, like a Taoist monk. However, his face does not have the calmness and calmness of a true cultivator at all, but carefully pays attention to it. All around, the spiritual sense stretched out, constantly looking at the darkness for him.

It was as if he was afraid that something would suddenly emerge from the darkness, dragging him in together.

Looking back, the monks who originally formed the battle formation no longer knew where to go, and he was left alone.When he saw the gray shadow not far away, Ji Gang's eyes were full of light, and he cast his magic eye, and the dust whisk in his hand waved under the blessing of mana, and immediately swept the fog in front of him to his side.

far away.

Banners and banners hang down like fine gold.

Under the solemn banner, there were blue-faced ghost soldiers in a dense formation. They seemed to be walking on clouds, and they clearly did not see their legs moving, but they had already appeared in front of him.

Ji Gang's fingers joined together as sword fingers, summoned his mana to sacrifice the flying sword, and Fuchen drew forward, just as he saw the ghost general who commanded the army raised the long-handled weapon condensed by the evil spirit in his hand.

Ji Gang's face couldn't help twitching, he had never fought such a war before.

Logically speaking, any large-scale battles are mostly sieges. After tearing off the magic shield and formation, they either use spirit boats to plow the land, or they are caught up and have to fight against each other as they are now.

However, in terms of hand-to-hand combat, their sect and the Yushou Sect joined forces, and the strength of their soldiers and horses was not comparable to that of the Taiyi Sect. Even if the monks from Jinao Palace and Yuandao League also came to help, they still had no advantage.

With such strength, they should be the quick and winning side.

It was true at first, until these ghost soldiers appeared on the battlefield.

It seems that the situation has become anxious.

The burning pain in his ribs reminded Ji Gang that the golden core ghost cultivator, who seemed to have no spiritual intelligence, was by no means simple.

Sometimes Ji Gang felt that what he was facing was not like a ghost at all, but a living monk, but the other party did not have the emotions of an ordinary monk, which made the other party even more terrifying.

Ji Gang didn't even think about it, he flew up and used the escape technique, and the clouds turned into white winds, enveloping his body and moving around at high speed.

Not only this place, but the Dazhong City seems to be a mountain with no top to see under the majestic mist, and in this mountain, there are the turmoil of the magic, the competition of the magic domain, and the five-color stone and ten lights of the printing method. .

Thunder flashed from time to time, and electric arcs tore apart cracks.

The burnt smell spread quickly in the air, causing people's stomachs to churn.

These grand and spectacular fighting methods are not as good as the millions of ghost soldiers marching on the fog.

The rampant general who led the army silently raised his weapon, and the yin god above the golden core flew to fight the monk of the Acacia Sect and the Beast Sect. Under the sky, those magic domains that competed for splendor gradually melted away, leaving only the dazzling brilliance of the colorful spells.

Just as Ji Gang was stopped by his senior brother, before that senior brother could say anything, Ji Gang felt a gust of wind blowing, and then a terrifying black light burst out from his side.

The fellow in front of him suddenly had a big hole in his chest, with a look of astonishment on his face, he stretched out his hand to take out the healing elixir.

But he had no strength to lower his arms, and even his body fell into the black mist in the distance.I saw the faint light of the sword flashing, the body of the brother of the same school has long been turned into blood, flesh and blood, escaped from the yin god and was absorbed by the soul banner held high. Ji Gang tightly grasped the palm of his hand.

"Don't stand still!" A long roar came, and the same Nascent Soul cultivator had an idea to hedge, and then scared the old man who was looking at him away.

Ji Gang took a closer look, and it turned out to be the Yuanying Patriarch of the sect.The ancestor looked dignified, and the robes on his body were piece by piece, and they couldn't be pieced together completely.

Huandu Zhenjun stared at the front.

It was a burly monk in golden robes.

Holding two small round shields, there was not much surprise on his rough face.

Isn't it Jinao Zhenjun who unearthed the seal of Youhunhai?

In fact, he didn't come back too late, he just acted as Taiyi's guard so he didn't go out to fight. What he had to do was to stop all the Nascent Soul cultivators who could threaten Taiyi.

Whether it's from the Hehuan Sect or the Beast Sect.

Zhenjun Jinao took two steps forward, Dazhenjun's brainstorm was like a huge wave: "Daoist Huandu, if you want to rush to the ancient building, you have to pass me first."

Then he pointed to the Nascent Soul cultivator who was forced to retreat by him in the distance: "Otherwise, we can only bypass it from a distance like a fellow Taoist of the Beast Master Sect."

Huan Du's consciousness swept over.

He has long heard how powerful Jin Ao Zhenjun is, and it is said that this confrontational peak Zhenjun will not fall into a disadvantage.It is the old Dazhenjun of Xing Luohai, whose strength is unfathomable.

Fighting against each other today really deserves the reputation.

……

A powerful gloomy light flashed by his side, bombarded violently, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the gray mist was mixed with a touch of scarlet, like a layer of pink miasma, making it difficult for the monks caught in it to know the direction , and can't see the way forward, only fighting is real.

"kill!"

"Kill all the thieves of the Hehuan Sect."

"kill!"

"..."

"Follow me to kill the dog thieves of the Taiyi sect!"

The bloody wind and blood rain gathered in the dense clouds to form a raging evil spirit, rushing toward the face.Ji Gang, who was standing beside the ancestor, suddenly stepped back a few steps, and looked at the charge around him in horror. It was such a fierce and chaotic battle. The stump and broken arm fell on his side, and the palm of the weapon was clenched tightly. It was still trembling slightly, as if it wanted to hold the weapon tighter.

……

"who are you?"

"The old ancestor's true instruction, Wu Rong!" Wu Rong put his brother on his shoulders, and waved the small flag beside him.The Jindan Yin spirit suddenly disappeared, and he forced back the Jindan Daoist who surrounded him, and then picked up the spell, cast the Black Cloud Escape, covering Zhou Xinglie, turning it into a black air soaring into the sky.

Wu Rong shot surrounded by Yin spirits.

Behind the five small streamers, ghosts with different expressions emerged like a cloak.

But after a face-to-face meeting, the Jindan real person who was an enemy of Wu Rong was already decapitated.Just as he was escaping from the Yin God, Yuan Ying, who was standing on the cloud in the distance, waved the high flag in his hand, and most of the monks who died in the formation were quickly taken away.

"This..." The ancestor of the Wu family swallowed with difficulty the spit that he hadn't swallowed for a long time.

The blessing of such a large array of soldiers and horses forced the monks of the Beast Controlling Sect and the Hehuan Sect to stop. On the contrary, they, the rabble, had the upper hand, and even as long as they relied on the Yin Linggui's side, at least their lives would be safe.

He has also experienced war at such an old age. Compared with today, it is naturally a small fight, but it is also a real killing, but it is not as shocking as the current experience.

Ouyang Yu from the Yinling Sect almost knelt down in prostration.

The ghost art and ghost cultivation of their Yin Lingzong, compared with those external Yin gods, is like the gap between refugees and regular troops, not to mention the eight-way Nascent Soul Ghost King flying banners on the towers, controlling millions of troops , Pressing across the two armies.

Keng!
A flying sword in Yulong's palm turned into thousands of sword lights, resisting the siege of three Jindan masters.

The light of the golden fire surged surging.

Brother Yu, don't panic.

Two ghosts flew past him, and the hooked-nosed Wu Rong appeared beside Yu Long, relieving most of the pressure on Yu Long who was struggling to resist.It wasn't that Wu Rong wanted to be a firefighter himself, it was because Yuanying and Jindan in the army seemed to be paying attention to him.

Even he himself can mobilize Jindan Yinshen to help.

Wu Rong was not an idiot, and immediately understood that it was the master's instruction, so he became a first aid person in the battlefield.

"you……"

"True Inheritance of the Taiyi Sect, Qiu Wandao." The old man in red waved the hook-like weapon in his hand, and his whole body was gathered into a column of light that soared into the sky.Jindan Daoist's aura is burning in the sky like a small sun hanging in the air.The origin of Taiyizong is obviously extraordinary, and it has created these disciples who can leapfrog and fight.

……

Taiyi slightly opened his eyes, twisted the formula to catch the spiritual energy.

The infinite vortex stirs the wind and rain into mana.

The precious medicine that restores mana does not require money to be refined, and this is what supports the ghost king of the ten directions to kill the life formation and the million yin gods to walk out of the soul streamer.

Naturally, the main soul of the Lingbao does not consume as much mana as ordinary monks, let alone those slave souls who have no sanity but only pure spiritual intelligence. Compared with a single monk, the mana is enough to motivate.

However, the slave souls in the soul banner are huge, and the main soul is the pinnacle Dazhen Lord, eight of the ten ghost kings are Nascent Souls, and the remaining two are also Jindan peaks.

Not to mention those Jindan Daoist and Zhuji Yinshen, I am afraid that they are much more numerous than the coalition forces of Taiyizong and Jinao Palace.Otherwise, Taiyizong would not be allowed to sit in the ancient building, use the Great Five Elements Gathering Array as a raft, and eat all kinds of panacea for restoring mana as jelly beans.

……

The side face of Qingmian turned, with pure black eyes in scarlet staring at the Beastmaster of the Beastmaster Sect who was thrown out and struggled to his feet, with a mighty majesty like a column of coercion.

The blue-faced old devil dragged Zhenjun Xingjin from his hand, pulled out the penetrating soul banner, and threw Zhenjun Xingjin out, hitting Zhenjun Miaohe's arms.

"What about you?"

Hearing the question from the blue-faced old devil, the Beastmaster immediately waved his hands, looked at Miaohe who was in despair, then changed into a sighing face and said: "Fellow Daoist is brave, I admire it, and wish to be like Fellow Daoist Miaohe. "Speaking, he put away the gourd weapon in his hand, and at the same time withdrew his protective energy from his body to show his sincerity.

"very good."

"I hate people who can't see the situation clearly. I don't want to kill people either. My Taiyi Sect is a decent family, and I won't do things that implicate me. It is helpless to start a war. Since we can sit down and have a good talk, that would be great To avoid the loss of life and the heavy casualties of disciples."

Tu Shanjun wiped the blood from the claws of the evil ghost in the soul banner.

The corner of the beast king's mouth couldn't help twitching.

This is indeed a good thing to say, but the person who said it is not right.These words should have been said by them, at least even if they lost.Listening to the devil say it now, I always feel awkward.

He wondered if the devil had some conspiracy?
However, it looks like it isn't.

Since they could be killed in the first place, why bother to play tricks.

Then there is only one answer left.

He wants a name!

He didn't seem to care, but actually he didn't want to bear the reputation of a devil.

"armistice!"

(End of this chapter)