I am the main soul in the soul banner

The Zunhun Banner slipped out of the sleeve robe and fell into the hand, with a slight shake, the length was about ten feet.

The banners looked like iron rolls hanging down.

The mist-shaped true spirit of Tiansha formed a mask, covering the black-haired and black-robed figure,
When bursting with mana.

The black hair faded to scarlet.

The top horns protrude from the forehead, and the fangs grow from the corners of the mouth.

Awesome green ghost.

Tu Shanjun waved the soul banner in his hand, and the qi of the body guard formed a spiral energy, resisting the powerful pressure from the strange venerable.

"Mid stage of transformation?"

He realized what kind of powerful monk he was facing, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Surging mana poured into the soul streamer.

A bluish-white ghost hand with purple-black nails stretched out from the soul flag to hold the main pole of the soul flag.

Bannu's eyes became lifeless. Although he also held the Zunhun Banner, it seemed that the dominance was no longer in his hands, but in the master of the ghost hand protruding from the iron scroll banner.

Without any more suspense, the tall figure stepped through the clouds and appeared behind Bannu.

The breath of inspiration at the peak of the Nascent Soul bloomed.

Compared with the original plain and gentle, the tall figure walking out of the soul banner is extremely aggressive, and the inspiration and aura form a huge mist, tearing apart the terrifying aura created by the strange venerable.

The tall figure was like a monk carrying a banner enlarged by one size. With his eyes focused on the red background and black eyes, the figure finally took the soul banner from the hand of the banner holder.

At the same time, the green-faced ghost who was standing outside holding the banner, walked into the soul banner like a tall figure who had just stepped out of the soul banner.

The two are interchanged.

"call!"

Opening his mouth slightly, red steam floated out of his fang-ridden mouth.

He said lightly: "The body of the deity is more comfortable."

Letting the Bannu at the peak of Jindan bear the body of the peak of Yuanying, the mana consumption is not ordinary.

Fortunately, Mr. Tu Shan no longer needed so many spells to support him.

This body obtained the power of the sun when the soul flag was promoted to a Taoist soldier, refined and formed, and cast such a Taoist body.

Tu Shanjun named it as:

"No bones!"

Although the Dao body is still incomplete, it has saved countless mana for Tu Shanjun.

At least after manifesting the deity, he can rely on the Taoist body to fight the venerable.

The strange venerable man's eyes narrowed, staring at Tu Shanjun's figure, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, he is indeed regarded as a threat by the old thief. The realm of Nascent Soul alone has made me feel a little pressure. "

"At first, I thought this trip was just a matter of convenience, but now it seems that someone has underestimated you!"

Tu Shanjun looked awe-inspiring.

The more the Venerable said this, the more uneasy he felt.

Sure enough, the moment the voice fell, the strange venerable suddenly sacrificed the Taoist soldiers.

It was a copper lamp.

The flame remained motionless as if frozen, and at the same time as the venerable mana was running, the wick flame reacted, and the wind and thunder flickered in the black and yellow.

There are many fires in this world.

Heart fire, pill fire, baby fire, ghost fire, ground fire, thunder fire,...

The ancient lamp is like an inexhaustible spiritual fire, forged from heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Judging from the flickering in it, there may be a fusion of wind, thunder and spiritual objects, which creates such a Taoist weapon.

Taking one look at it, you can feel that it is surrounded by flames and the whole body is dry and cold.

The venerable man holding the lamp threw the Taoist soldiers.

Ancient lamps hang overhead.

Immediately afterwards, endless flames spread across the world, quickly forming a small world.

"Unreal world!"

Tu Shanjun finally remembered whose supernatural move it was.

In fact, he is not interested in those people, but he has bought the news of the Venerable, and this person is among them. This person should be Qianpingyu, Huoyunzong, and Venerable Fentian.

That is, the one who was silent in the Red Mountain World War I.

"It's really unexpected?" Tu Shanjun sighed softly.

Venerable Fentian chuckled as if he knew what Tushanjun was talking about, and said calmly: "How can there be any eternal enemies and friends in this world? If Chuiyun offers a high price, someone will just go there and die in someone Even under the sky and the earth, you are proud enough."

Tu Shanjun didn't answer the words, but his eyes drifted away. After seeing the devil who had been far away from him, he laughed softly. He didn't pay attention to the change of body shape just now.

It turned out that the devil had already escaped from Xiaotiandi, so there was no way to count on it.

"Not completely stupid."

At this distance, he did not have time for the devil to hold the banner.

Don't look at the devil as a dog's leg on weekdays, in fact it has never been a kind person. Once it is sure that it has found a chance, it will run away even if it is desperate.

There will be a vacuum period for the replacement, even if it is short, it will be caught by the Venerable, and it will fall into the hands of the Venerable.

There is no difference between falling into the hands of He Laoguai and falling into the hands of Chuiyun. Whether it is the late Venerable or the current mid-term Venerable, their cultivation level is all higher than his.

"Xuanyan, Fengleiluo, help me burn the sky!"

"disease!"

Thousands of thunder flames intertwined into overwhelming flames, and a phantom of a phoenix that seemed to be bathed in flames appeared in the sky above the small world. As the phantom flapped its wings, countless flames and mist transpired and rolled to form raindrops, and then fell in the sky like a violent storm.

The spread wings of the burning phoenix did not block out the sky.

It doesn't need to cover others at all, because it is the most dazzling light in this world.

The brighter it is, the more dangerous it is.

The terrifying aura firmly locked on Mr. Tu Shan who was standing with a banner.

Tushanjun raised his head and looked up, and saw that it was like plucking onions from the dry land, soaring into the sky.

……

The moment he saw Tu Shanjun get up, the Nascent Soul cultivator of Guxianlou quickly connected his spiritual consciousness to the fire control spiritual consciousness of the spirit boat: "Activate the defensive formation of the spirit boat!"

The seemingly illusory crystal quickly covered the spirit boat, and suddenly, the light burst out, and the defensive formation was spread out.

It was here that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that there was such a person riding the spirit boat, so he didn't bother him because of his identity and cultivation level. He didn't expect that the Venerable would come looking for him at the moment he arrived at the square pot.

Judging from that appearance, he is still a very powerful venerable.

If the magic circle defense was not activated, all the creatures in the spirit boat would die.

The only good thing is that these two people did not use the super large spiritual boat as a battlefield.

"What kind of cultivation strength is this?"

Cultivator Yuanying was amazed by the Venerable and at the same time looked at the back in black robe: "I heard that the ancestor of Taiyi Sect in Xingluohai is the No. 1 under Huashen. His lord."

"Hey, I hope he can last until my senior Xianlou arrives, so he still has a chance to survive."

The originally precarious spirit boat stabilized after opening the formation, and most of the monks hiding in it tried to find out what happened.

I don't know if I don't see it, but I was shocked when I saw it, Yuan Tian's fighting skills stretched into a red cloud that covered the sun, even through the defensive formation of the spirit boat, I could feel the terror.

"We are so unlucky that we met Venerable Fighting Skills?"

"Where is the Venerable?"

"I heard that the person who fought back was the Nascent Soul, and only the one who covered his body was the Venerable."

"Huh? Nascent Soul fighting with Venerable?"

It would be fine to say that they are all Venerables, but it is unbelievable that there are still Nascent Soul cultivators.

It's hard to imagine that after the venerable opened the virtual world, the Nascent Soul cultivator could fight back head-on. This is a gap in realm and a matter of real strength.

"Who is that person?"

"I do not know either."

"But no matter who it is. If he can survive, his reputation will be like a thunderbolt. From now on, there will be another commendable genius in the Eastern Wasteland!"

……

Mr. Tu Shan, who was walking through the air, already knew it.

This is the method of His Holiness.

The unfolding of magical powers is simply not accessible to him, the main soul who is at the peak of the Nascent Soul but does not have enough mana. The only way is to break through the blockade of Xiaotiandi, or wait for the support of the Venerable from the Ancient Immortal Tower.

However, Mr. Tu Shan obviously would not choose the latter, because the venerable Gu Xianlou might be more difficult to deal with than Old Monster He.

The current him does not have enough strength to be exposed in front of His Holiness.

"The ghost king is reborn!"

For an instant.

Evacuate most of the mana.

Billows of black air poured into his body.

The torn flesh exudes a thick fog of blood.

Scarlet flashed.

Like the tail of a shooting star.

"laugh!"

The falling fire rain fell on the steaming mist and made an astonishing sound.

Then it turned into a steam envelope.

Layers of fog in the ground are still piling up, forming an invisible wall in an instant, completely propping up the sky here.

"Roar."

"Roar!"

Howling up to the sky.

The roaring roars drove away the floating clouds in the sky, tearing apart the wind, thunder and sky fire.

blah blah blah!

The iron boots shook, and the mountains and rivers opened.

The body, which originally looked taller than ordinary people, suddenly grew taller, from seven feet to one foot six, and the nearly five-meter body was dressed in a ritual ceremony. Ten small flags overlapping like soldiers and horses appeared behind him, and his complexion had already changed completely. As green as iron, the red hair is loose, making it look even more like a horned halberd soaring into the sky.

After a shake, the bowl of Zhang Xuhunfan is as thick as it is.

Nine Nascent Soul Yin spirits condense into the body, and millions of Yin spirits serve as the armor lining.

All powers are available.

The breath of inspiration soared.

Spread the mighty pressure.

Tu Shanjun could feel that his cultivation had entered a new realm in a short period of time: "The aura of inspiration in the early stages of becoming a god?"

The soft murmur sounded again: "It seems that the power of the Ghost King of the Ten Directions has finally changed qualitatively again. If it weren't for my senior brother's Yin Shen in the late Nascent Soul stage, I wouldn't be able to increase my strength."

"This is?!"

Venerable Fen Tian was astonished.

"Lingguan Dharma Eye."

"open!"

The flame-soaked phoenix eyes turned into two beams of light and shone on the terrifying five-meter-tall monk.

"Strange."

"Weird!"

An idea came to Venerable Burning Sky's mind.

He used the spiritual officer's eyes just now, as if he had seen through this person's heels.

This man is not a monk at all.

"kill!"

Before he could think about it, the ghost holding the banner, which was six feet tall, had already been killed.

"The world is burning."

"Cry!"

The phoenix bathed in fire soared into the sky while spinning, and the divine fire bloomed in the sky like a canopy. Under the leadership of the phoenix, it collided with the figure wrapped in black energy.

Boom! ! !

The sky and the earth are as dark as light.

After the daylight filled the sky, I felt darkness coming.

It wasn't darkness at all, it was just that he had been so shocked that he lost his vision, and only the monk with a good cultivation base was slowly recovering.

This is still the aftermath of the defensive formation.

They didn't dare to imagine what would happen without the spirit boat defensive formation.

Venerable Fen Tian, ​​who was walking with the lamp in hand, stopped his footsteps and stared into the distance with a serious expression.

He didn't know what emotion was in his heart.

Shocked, flustered, excited... or regret and apprehension, as well as a touch of uneasiness...

The center of the flames.

Stand the skeleton that will not fall down.

The faces of the ten small flags were burning with dark yellow flames.

The skeleton without any support slowly raised its head.

There was a flash of scarlet.

Two eyeballs condensed with black and red steam fell into their sockets.