I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 950 It’s true

The Three Saints enter the banner.

A total of fifteen powerful souls.

Luo Tianfeng, who was holding the Soul Reverend Flag, still looked solemn.

He could feel that the old king was different.

As an ancient king of the same era as our ancestor, everyone felt that the old king was about to die.

But he survived time and time again.

The strength of the old king has long been unfathomable, and even Luo Tianfeng himself may not be sure of it.

It's just that the old king is hidden deep enough and stays out of the world. It seems that he only wants to guard the south sky and never comes out of the world. That is just because there is no divine object worthy of his action.

He did all this just for this magical medicine.

When the old king arrived, Luo Tianfeng had doubts.

He seemed to have known for a long time that what he had found was a magic medicine, instead of not knowing anything like Gusu Cuiguang said, nor being impatient like Cuigu said.

Gusu Cuiguang underestimated the old king.

Luo Tianfeng also underestimated the old king.

"court death."

Standing in the sky, the great sage shouted violently as he wielded the power of time.

He really didn't expect anyone to be able to break through during the battle.

Breaking through before the battle is a desperate act of one's own, and it also completely weakens one's control at this moment. No one can safely protect their body during the breakthrough.

"die!"

This blow destroyed the starburst sea and completely crushed Tushanjun to death.

An undefended False Great Sage with no Gang Qi to protect his body is like a wooden stake. He can be killed easily even if he is of the same level, let alone the Great Sage Huyue.

Therefore, he was not surprised that under his palm, the red-haired ghost monk would turn into dust.

Keng.

Great Sage Huyue looked blank for a moment and turned his gaze.

What blocked his moon palm was a magic weapon as black as ink.

The person who mobilized the magic weapon sat cross-legged on the hillside in the distance and raised his palm with difficulty.

Just resisting a great sage caused damage to his originally stable body, and traces of blood flowed down his ribs, dripping on the green grass leaves, and then slowly slipped off.

Luo Tianfeng coughed twice, and the corners of his mouth turned red.

He said weakly: "You can't kill him!"

The black magic weapon made Huyue the Great Sage awe-inspiring.

He has naturally seen the power of this magical weapon, and also understands the terror of the person in charge of it.

Luo Tianfeng obviously acted like a monk who was seriously injured and on the verge of death. How could he still display such strong combat power? The divine weapon Sky Strike still withstood the Great Sage's full blow in the void far away from him.

The death of a tiger is particularly powerful, but a sick tiger is even more fearful and fearful.

However, it was precisely this that made the Great Sage Huyue furious.

He couldn't crush a strange ghost clan with the power of his years, how could he be frightened by a sick man?

He wanted to test whether Luo Tianfeng was really the Holy King.

He also wanted to kill the monk who dared to break through in front of the leader of the Holy King, and refine him into moon sand to completely cut off Luo Tianfeng's hope.

"Leader, you are like a clay Bodhisattva crossing a river. You cannot protect yourself. You want to protect this ghost cultivator, but I want to refine him to death in front of you!"

Great Sage Huyue shouted angrily: "There are no heroes to make a bastard famous. What you rely on is just your moral conduct. Now you are severely injured and cannot heal. Let me see how you can guarantee it!"

"call."

The black energy returns.

The moon sand intertwines and turns into a big net.

"Go back."

The Great Sage Huyue was astonished.

After giving the order, he still put away his magical power, and the small jade hammer that was originally hanging above his head turned into light again and sank into his body.

Great Sage Huyue withdrew his gaze and looked at the chariot. He didn't ask what the King of Heaven wanted, he just had to follow it.

"You are no match for him. Even if the leader is seriously injured and the foundation is shattered, he can still use the sky to kill you."

The Great Sage Huyue did not ask any questions, but the Old Heavenly King gave an explanation. He did not want a seriously injured and dying person to cause the death of his subordinates.

Huyue's pupils shrank and she said in surprise: "Is he really that powerful?"

There was no need for the old king to answer. The skinny monk on the side said solemnly: "You didn't participate in the battle to kill him, so you don't know how powerful our leader is."

"Since the King of Heaven said you will die, you will definitely die. It is really not worth dying for such a person."

Luo Tianfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the hill, laughed loudly.

Time comes and the world has the same force, and it is not free to transport heroes.

He should not have discovered this immature magical medicine.

It seemed that the moment the magic medicine appeared, his luck completely disappeared.

Instead, there are countless shackles.

Let monks like him who are called holy kings fall away.

His laughter was full of sadness.

Looking at his life.

This life has gone too smoothly, and I have become too strong. Without the constraints of the ancestor, I feel that I have no shackles at all. I can control the world by myself. In the end, living under the remaining power of the ancestor and living in my own way seems to be powerful. But he has never truly controlled his destiny.

The expressions of the other four people are still calm. Even though the red-haired genius ghost tribe is still breaking through the realm, they are still calm.

It's just a new great saint.

Even if he was extremely gifted and could be considered the king of saints when he broke through, he would not be able to survive under their combined forces.

Needless to say, the old king.

This is an ancient king who has survived since the ancestor's time, and the decline of his energy and blood is still unfathomable.

The old king’s goal from beginning to end is the magic medicine.

He had the strength to kill Luo Tianfeng but couldn't do it himself.

Because of Luo Tianfeng's cruelty, he would rather die than let his enemies have an easy time.

That's why twenty-eight people surrounded and killed the leader of the Holy King.

To make Luo Tianfeng think that he was strong enough to escape the siege and escape the remaining soul, he would come back impatiently, reopen the whirling forest after preparing everything, and come to the magic medicine. In fact, Luo Tianfeng had already guessed what was going on in the later stages. He was not a fool after all.

But he still wanted to gamble.

When it's just a matter of seconds, everyone takes a gamble.

Win and get everything, lose and lose everything.

After that battle, Luo Tianpeng took advantage of the situation and thought that he could drag the old king to death with his own strength after clearing away the stubbornness of the great religion. It was really fantastic.

Among the three parties, Luo Tianpeng was the weakest. How could the weakest person have the last laugh?

Sure enough, Luo Tianpeng died.

Faced with such a desperate situation, Luo Tianfeng was at his wits end and had to rely on a new recruit to change the situation.

Not to mention just one person, even Luo Manping also came in at this moment, and asked all the elders of the great sect and many elders to come, but Luo Tianfeng was unable to save his life.

"He will lose!"

The Great Sage Tieyu said calmly: "There is no need to compete with a dead man."

In their eyes, Luo Tianfeng was undoubtedly a dead man who could no longer make waves. Such harsh words were undoubtedly impossible to hear when Luo Tianfeng was alive.

Luo Tianfeng's expression changed slightly after hearing this.

Furious.

But he really couldn't change anything.

He could only withdraw his gaze and endure the humiliation.

He must not take action at this moment. Once he takes action, it is a small thing for others to see through the truth, but it is a big thing for it to cause injuries and cause his own collapse.

After all, there is still a glimmer of hope. Even if Tu Shanjun becomes the real great sage and cannot defeat the crowd, if he swallows his soul of Luo Tianfeng, he may be able to annihilate the magic medicine.

Luo Tianfeng lowered his head and flashed with fierceness in his eyes.

A mouthful of silver teeth almost shattered into pieces.

He can only swallow his own bones and blood.

What a shame and humiliation!

He didn't refute, still waiting.

Have to wait for an opportunity.

The opportunity lies with Tushanjun.

After fifteen powerful souls entered the flag, Tu Shanjun immediately felt the surge of power, as if his illusory self had grasped the reality.

Under the intertwining of reality and virtuality is the evolution of the new world.

The Luanyu shrine in the realm of death in the infinite realm of gods has finally solidified.

If the original Luanyu was empty, now Tushanjun can really feel a god sitting in it.

True God.

It is also the form of Dharma.

Mountains, seas, and worlds spin out into a boundless new starry sky. Every step is a creation of heaven and earth. Until this step, all dangers explode.

Reality is not only the reality of the Dharma, but also the reality of the great world within the body. Only the world where gods can be born is the real world.

thump.

beat.

The beating of life is like a distant war drum, and the vitality between heaven and earth makes Tushanjun's body melt into it.

It seemed to the outside world that he was still standing there, but it seemed that only an empty body was left. The internal organs, flesh and blood and bones in his body had become part of the world inside him.

Now he is more like a walking world, containing endless star fields.

"road!"

The sound of the great avenue comes from the void, and it also disappears from the body.

Thousands of ghosts and gods live in the Luanyu shrine, where the true gods and Dharma ministers will never die.

This is a true innate god, born in the chaotic world. His voice is consistent with the Tao, as if it is not him speaking at all, but the Tao speaking with the help of his tone.

Countless ghosts and gods gathered on the lotus platform to listen to the sermon.

The immortal demon narrates the Taoist scriptures of immortality.

The sound of thunder spread out and turned into golden lotuses emerging from the tidal sea, and the rhymes of Taoism flew into the sky and clouds appeared, and flowers appeared in reincarnation. People couldn't help but wonder whether the person sitting in the shrine was a terrifying demon or a compassionate Buddha.

Or maybe it's none of it, just a manifestation of the great road, the most real change.

Thousands of words of the Immortal Sutra were slowly recited from the mouth of the demon.

One after another, thousands of words turned into tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of words...

It evolved into an ancient Taoist canon and was gradually simplified amidst complexity.

This process also evolves in the great world.

The stars are magnificent.

The new universe was completed, exuding the aura of chaos.

Every ray of chaos seems to be able to destroy the sun and moon, crush the stars, but it surrounds the shrine like fairy catkins, reflecting the supreme authority in Luan Yu and all living creatures who listen to the sermon.

In the vast mist, the creatures returned to their original appearance.

In the vast world, all kinds of sky and frost compete for freedom.

The true god in Luanyu opened his immortal eyes, and his deep eyes were like the endless sky, where stars were born and died, and their rotations painted the splendor of the universe.

Those are such sacred eyes, life and death seem to be included in them, evolving into a part of reincarnation.

The monks in the first two steps rely on the power of heaven and earth.

After becoming a saint, he transforms into heaven and earth.

Power is born from oneself.

Heaven and earth are immortal and saints are immortal.

This step can break out of the universe and become independent.

Even if the space in this world is shattered, the sky is like a chicken that cannot stand, and the whole world has no space for him to stay, he can still walk on the empty ground like walking on flat ground, go to the wilderness, go to the end of the sky, pursue the path and fruit, and cross the great world and the cave sky.

Tu Shanjun went through such a process.

From constructing the virtual world to refining the false and returning it to the real.

This is the third step of the monk.

Refining the void!