I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 947: Holding the Troops

Gusu Cuiguang's eyes were dull.

Only when he looked at the azure expression in the distance and Luo Tianfeng's wide-sleeved robe would a strange color flash.

He is more than six feet tall, and is indeed much shorter than the average Asura clansman.

Wearing a simple robe, there are no complicated patterns or complicated decorations, but he can't hide his magnanimity. His face is like a white jade carving, resolute and calm without any trace of violence.

The palms under the sleeves were even more frighteningly pale, and cyan blood vessels could be seen faintly flowing.

It seems that this is not a pair of fleshy palms but a work of art.

However, these seemingly fragile palms are powerful and can inspire the sky-burial nails made of divine iron.

Gusu Cuiguang did not stop Luo Tian from sealing the Divine Iron Sky Nail. Instead, he looked at Luo Manping and said with a smile: "Brother Manping, do you really believe this old guy's promise?"

"Now that he is seriously injured and unable to support himself, why don't you and I join forces? From now on, you will be the master of your great religion, and I will be the happy immortal in the world. Wouldn't I be happy?"

"That immature magic medicine is of no use to me, so I will generously give it to you, brother."

Luo Manping's pupils shrank slightly, with a look of shock.

This is a magical medicine that can revive human flesh and bones.

Even if he is immature, he still possesses supreme magical power. If he can refine it into a pill and swallow it, he should have the opportunity to use the power of the magical medicine to attack the Dao Lord realm.

Who would have thought that Gusu Cuiguang would not want the magic medicine.

Luo Manping stood with his hands down.

Uncertain expression.

On the one hand, the leader's trust and recognition, on the other hand, the naked temptation of the magic medicine. He was able to suppress the throbbing in his heart and did not take action, which showed that his state of mind was strong.

More importantly, he must think clearly about how to obtain the maximum benefit.

Should he stand with the leader or join forces with Gusu Cuiguang?

Luo Manping narrowed his eyes and asked, "Does the Dharma King have a grudge against the leader?"

"Yes!" Gusu Cuiguang nodded calmly.

He continued: "When Gusu City was destroyed, my father, the city lord, died in the hands of Luo Tianfeng. My mother was humiliated and forced to commit suicide. Since then, Gusu City has become part of the Asura Sect. "

"But I don't resent Luo Tianfeng."

"My parents died because they had bad luck, lacked moral integrity, and did not have the strength to have everything they should have. How much can I, a swaddled baby, remember about what happened back then?"

"Speaking of it, although the leader killed my relatives, he also raised me and trained me to become the king of the great religion."

"I don't need hate as an excuse."

"Everything I do is to become stronger."

Gusu Cuiguang's story was very plain, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him. His eyes were extremely calm from beginning to end, and he said calmly: "Leader, you are old."

That look was like seeing a three-year-old child holding a gold ingot.

Luo Tianfeng could not imagine that some people would regard him as an old man.

At this time, he finally understood that all his former disciples and subordinates were subject to his force. Once his force was insufficient, or if he changed his ideas, there would be a backlash.

"Is this fate?"

Even though Luo Tianfeng was a top saint, he also doubted his fate in an instant.

After going through a series of things, he has obviously changed, becoming more mature and able to be a more qualified leader.

However, he had just transformed himself when he was hit hard by his once-trusted disciple.

He is obviously better now than before, but why doesn't he get the rewards he deserves?

The wound under his ribs ached faintly, and Luo Tianfeng let out a long sigh. Changes from top to bottom were always difficult. It seemed that he had countless powers to stop him, but he had to kill someone.

Killing batch after batch.

Whether it is the clan elders represented by the elders of the Qian clan or the frontier fortress represented by Luo Tianpeng, now it is finally his turn, and the forces that once supported him also need to be eliminated.

Only complete disintegration can usher in new life.

Without the constraints of these people, we can once again burst out with vitality.

"What do you want if you don't want the magic medicine?"

Luo Manping asked his question.

If Gusu Cuiguang values ​​​​his own strength, what does he want if he doesn't want the magic medicine? What else is worth it for Gusu Cuiguang to give up the magic medicine but also use Luo Manping as insurance?

Or, in fact, Gusu Cuiguang wants everything.

As the weakest of the three parties, Luo Manping had no need to conspire with Gusu Cuiguang to kill the leader, regardless of whether the leader could be saved.

Gusu Cuiguang said: "I only want one thing, that is the holy weapon that can absorb people's souls."

Luo Manping was shocked.

really!

After seeing the power of the Sovereign Soul Banner, every monk would definitely want to own such a magical weapon.

However, Luo Manping was full of questions. How did Gusu Cuiguang know the power of the Zunhun Banner?

He was tight-lipped about the Zunhun Banner.

It should be that apart from the leader, Yang Wu and him, it is impossible for a fourth person to know.

Luo Manping couldn't help but move his gaze to the leader's face.

He already had his answer.

It must be the leader who asked Gusu Cuiguang to investigate the news about the Soul Flag, and the other party happened to find something from the Eastern Wilderness Realm.

So, taking advantage of the fact that the old king had not arrived and gained the leader's trust in important matters, he took action and severely wounded the leader in an attempt to steal the soul flag.

If this is the condition, Luo Manping would never agree to it.

He could even give the immature magic medicine to Gusu Cuiguang, and then let him take charge of the Soul Reverend Banner. Luo Manping felt that because of his relationship with Tu Shanjun, he should be the first successor to the Soul Reverend Banner after the leader failed. By.

Besides, anyone who wants to get involved is asking for death!

Not only would Tushanjun not agree, he would not agree even more!

"No."

Gusu Cuiguang said in surprise: "No need to talk?"

"No need to discuss." Luo Manping looked solemn.

He has been guarding the Soul Reverend Banner for so long since he discovered it.

Even when fighting side by side with the main soul, you can live and die together. Why?

Isn't it just that we can take over after the leader dies?

For this he could give up everything he got.

Now a person suddenly appeared and said that he wanted to collude with him and take the fruits of his victory. It was impossible for him to agree. Not to mention just the top great sage, he would not give in even if the Tao Lord was in front of him. Once he cowers and gives in, he may withdraw from the stage of history.

The leader was only injured, not dead. It was still unclear who would win.

Luo Tianfeng laughed after stopping the bleeding.

He knew that Luo Manping would not agree to the conditions after Cui Gu stated the conditions. Luo Manping was simply working like a horse in order to be able to hold the Zunhun Banner, scrambling to do all the dirty and tiring work.

That is why he said that if he failed, Luo Manping would take over as the leader.

Whoever takes over as the leader will be able to control the soul flag.

In other words, whoever is in charge of the Soul Reverend Banner will be the next leader of the Asura Sect.

This is not alarmist, because only half of the Asura clan's cultivators are in the banners. As long as the soul banners are still there, the Asura Sect will still maintain its strength that is no weaker than before.

Once the soul flag is lost, even if Luo Manping becomes the leader, he will only be the leader.

The internal pressure alone could make him breathless.

For the sake of his future self, Luo Manping would never accept Gusu Cuiguang's proposal.

Gusu Cuiguang's eyes moved slightly and she stopped wasting her words.

He exhaled in a breath.

The great world is contained in the heart and the sumeru is inside and outside.

He grasped the handle in the air and held it firmly in his hand, a simple and ancient handle containing vastness, and a high-altitude divine sharp edge ripped through the void as if it was about to tear apart the sky.

The peerless holy weapon, the Golden Winged Sword!

Although he was just a holy soldier, he seemed to be in a trance for a moment under the murderous intention of the top sage of Gusu Cuiguang.

No longer paying attention to the knife, but to the person holding it.

The man and the knife will enter a strange state.

People are swords, and swords are people.

The sword and Tao merged into a divine blade capable of cutting through everything.

Luo Tianfeng looked gloomy when he saw Gusu Cuiguang displaying such powerful ideas and skills.

Even though Luo Manping had a miracle of breaking through the Great Sage, he was not yet a Great Sage and could not fight against Gusu Cuiguang.

Maybe Luo Manping, whom he relies on, can't make it through the third round and will be defeated.

as predicted.

Luo Manping came to the world immediately.

Activate the magic power to manifest the Dharma.

Blood-Eyed Asura swung out a terrifying palm that shook the world, as if he could push back thousands of enemies and suppress his opponents with just these palms, but it was a pity.

He met a peerless genius.

Gusu Cuiguang's sword is very different from Luo Tianpeng's magic sword.

The Gusu Cuiguang Knife is a killing knife.

Not a king, not a hegemon.

Just kill people!

The knife and the man moved at the same time.

No sword light flashed, and an even brighter light swept across the sky, and a crack appeared in the ten-thousand-foot blood-eyed Shura Dharma.

At the same time, a commensurate wound appeared on Luo Manping's chest. As long as it was moved half an inch higher, the golden-winged sword of the peerless magic weapon could gouge out his heart.

"Roar!"

Luo Manping roared that he would use Asura's secret technique again to draw out his fighting power.

"kill!"

Seeing that Luo Manping was defeated, Luo Tianfeng's palm holding Tianshang trembled slightly.

Now he can't hold the magic weapon tightly at all.

However, he still has a killer move yet to come out.

He flicked his sleeves.

The three-foot small flag fell into his hand.

Shake gently.

When the magic power surged like the Yellow River, a shadow came through the mist.

Luo Tianfeng shouted: "Gusu Cuiguang, don't you want this magic weapon of mine?"

The evil is as vast as the sea of ​​clouds.

Riding the wind and riding the fog to live a life of ghosts and gods!

The tall figure wearing a black and red Taoist robe with dark gold dragon patterns seemed to be about to shatter the universe.

laugh!

As the evil spirit escaped like steam, a pale ghost hand poked out from it.

The rough purple-black oval nails were like a terrifying demon protruding from death, and this pale hand grasped the iron rod.

Pale white.

pitch black.

Although it looks so weird, it seems to fit perfectly.

The mace, as dark as night, seemed as heavy as millions of people, as restrained as ink but possessing supreme power.

The owner of the pale ghost hand waved gently.

The black light tore through the majestic steam covering his figure.

Step out.

The iron boots landed heavily.

boom.

Under the top corner, immortal eyes like dark stars in the abyss lowered their eyes.

He raised his head slightly.

The face carved out of the ice peaks of the distant mountains is so indifferent against the long scarlet hair, like a god who has walked out of the gates of hell and appeared in the world holding the Mingwang pestle that suppresses the prison.

　late.

　　(End of this chapter)