I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 954 Blood Lord

The dark edge rises.

A pillar of light from the sky reached the sky.

The karmic fire emitted by the Tiansha True Spirit Gang was like a spark that quickly ignited in all directions, burning up a chaotic world.

It was also like hell had finally emerged from the depths of the underworld, and the tall figure sitting cross-legged on the Zhengang Dao throne with a horizontal stick looked like a demon in fire or a Buddha in karma.

"Yin and Yang swept, burning the immortal fire, the heart observed and responded, illuminating all karma."

The demon chanting scriptures recited the immortal path text.

Black and red chaos rose from the karmic fire and transformed into the most solid true energy to protect his body, allowing him to maintain his spirituality in the dark purple divine light.

With his left hand he formed the seal of immortality, and with his right hand he drew upon the magic blood technique.

The divine weapon Tianji turned into a small soldier hanging over his head to suppress his inspiration and consciousness.

The old king said with a little regret: "If this is all you are capable of, you should be refined by the art of war today!"

A strange color flashed in the empty young eyes.

As soon as he made a move, he realized that the weapon spirit in front of him did not seem to be as powerful as he had imagined.

The three magical powers that were clearly applied to his body were of ancient heritage, perhaps coming from Taiyi Ascension to Immortality, known as 'Mixing All Laws into One Taiyi', and people in the sect called it the 'Secret Art of Ascension to Immortality'.

"Have you concealed your weakness?"

The old king's face remained calm.

Regardless of whether the weapon spirit is hiding its abilities or just limited in its abilities, he will still try his best.

Just like what the weapon spirit said, 'If you die, they will all die.' He disdains to kill the weapon master Luo Tianfeng. Only by defeating all enemies head-on can a strong man do it.

As long as the spirit of the weapon is defeated, Luo Tianfeng, in his current state, can be nothing more than an insect that can be crushed to death with ease.

Monks should be confident in their own strength.

"Soldiers."

"Refining!"

The military tactics evolved by the ancient great masters were indeed supreme secret arts. Even Tushan Jun had to admit that the military tactics suppressed him.

If he hadn't been struggling hard at this moment, he might not even be able to hold the Divine Weapon Heavenly Strike anymore, because he simply couldn't compete for the refining of the military tactics.

The suppression of the magic weapon by the great magical skill reached its peak, and the magic weapon's sky strike could no longer protect Tushan Jun's bloody body.

Even the hellfire was gradually refined and eliminated by the purple mysterious true light.

Tu Shanjun felt that he had turned into a piece of divine iron, being forged by a man with extremely terrifying magical powers.

Ding.

clang.

He saw a majestic figure as tall as the universe emerging above the endless void. It was blurry, but he could clearly see 'him' raising the hammer.

As the hammer fell, the galaxy became silent.

The mortal world became his forging platform, refining an unknown divine sword.

The immortal eyes suddenly expanded, and Tu Shanjun said in horror: "Supreme weapon refining secret technique!"

He no longer resisted, but personally experienced the military tactics evolved by the great master.

Using the universe as a furnace, the great world as a stage, and the galaxy as a spring, he forges the heavens and the earth, creates the supreme divine sword, and refines all the weapons in the world. This is called "Chi", the Chi military tactics, and the Chi world's divine weapons.

Thousands of years of weapon refining accumulated and then released at this moment, he observed the old king's evolution of the art of war and realized the ancient weapon refining art of 'Chi'.

An ancient character "Chi" appeared illusory in the distant sky.

Then a burst of fairy light and divine charm appeared in front of Tushan Jun.

He was amazed at the red-haired weapon spirit's terrifying understanding of the art of refining weapons. He could actually observe the phantom of the great supernatural power and comprehend the ancient military tactics. It was a pity that even with such a miraculous understanding, he would die under the refining of the military tactics.

The old king is like an ancient saint king who walked from ancient times to the modern times, with magnificent inspiration.

A palm stretched out.

Dominate the world and shake the nine heavens.

The dark purple fire energy of the military tactics turned into a divine palm that held up the sky, and it fell from the void with a bang, completely refining the entire world and turning it into nothingness. The red-haired figure in the karma fire world was of course not spared, and was turned into a bloody light, which turned into scattered black blood.

The devil's blood soaked the earth.

Bang.

The divine weapon fell from the sky and smashed a deep hole in the fine iron ground forged with the devil's blood.

The long handle pierced through and slanted into the huge pit.

The owner of the magic weapon had long since disappeared, leaving only dark red blood, which gathered into a large lake, becoming increasingly vast under the drizzle.

"Defeated?!"

Luo Manping fell to the ground silently.

It was unbelievable that the strong man who had just defeated the Four Saints and suppressed the Two Kings would die.

He looked at the pool of blood with hope, hoping that the blood-colored lake would evaporate into evil and gather into a figure again. Unfortunately, no evil spirit rose for a long time.

Nor did I hear the familiar sound of steam flying by.

The previous battle with Gusu Cui Guang had exhausted the evil energy of the Zunhun Banner, and Huitiandao Body was ultimately broken by brute force.

"The old king wins!"

Luo Tianya laughed.

He had fought with the weapon spirit and felt its extremely powerful fighting force. The weapon spirit holding the magic weapon could perhaps be seen as another leader, Luo Tianfeng, in perfect condition. Although he always felt that Luo Tianfeng only had his own Taoist skills, he had to admit that Luo Tianfeng was indeed a well-deserved strong man.

In terms of strength, these two are inferior to the old king.

The old king was a powerful man in the old ancestor's era, an ancient holy king. Even though his blood and qi were declining, his realm was extremely high, and he completely suppressed others with his realm. In this realm, he used the great magical weapon tactics to suppress the spirituality of the magic weapon, and tried to directly refine Tushan Jun's blood body.

It is true that the Art of War is a supreme secret technique for refining weapons, but it is also a great art of attack.

Annihilation in one blow was to be expected.

Different from Luo Manping who was in grief, the saints of the Old Heavenly King's lineage completely recovered their spirits and cheered with joy.

After eliminating the great enemy, the spirit of the weapon, the old king can use the magic medicine to restore his qi and blood and take a half step toward becoming a true Taoist monarch. Then, they will finally get back everything they once had.

Yang Wu was stunned and motionless.

Looking straight at the surging blood-red lake, he said with tears in his eyes: "My Lord is invincible!"

His spiritual consciousness was shaken and he was about to take over the Soul-Respecting Banner from Luo Tianfeng. As long as there was evil spirit and Yin God, Tu Shanjun would definitely be able to return and rebuild his body.

That is an immortal body, belonging to the immortal demon god.

As long as he tries his best to shake Xuanbao, he will be able to revive the Demon Lord!

clack.

A pale hand fell on the young man's shoulder.

The tall figure was like a towering tree, blocking all the wind and rain and fixing the divine light reflected from the void.

He looked only about seven feet tall, but he was like the indestructible sun.

Luo Yangwu couldn't help but exclaim, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Tu Shanjun exclaimed: "What a magical power! What a Taoist technique!"

The old king's face, which looked like a withered ghost, did not show any expression of surprise.

The bright eyes immediately fell over, and looked at the blood-colored lake and the sky strike in the lake, finally revealing a little surprise, and said in a calm voice with a strange look of surprise: "Incarnation outside the body."

"I prefer people to call it 'One Qi becomes Three Pure Ones'."

Tu Shanjun raised his pale ghost hand, and the magic weapon trembled and returned to his hand.

The dark red lake and the falling blood, with a hissing sound, turned into black gas in the sky and flowed back into Tushan Jun's original Taoist body.

"The mysterious blood of Taiyin condenses into fighting spirit."

After recovering all the evil blood in his body, Tu Shanjun's face regained some of its redness.

A pair of eyes as deep and calm as the sky.

"what!"

Not only Luo Tianya was horrified, but the other great saints were even more stunned.

His face was full of shock.

They didn't expect that the one who had fought with them before was not the real body, but a fighting body condensed from demonic blood.

It is simply a fairy tale that Tushan Jun, with just a body full of demon blood, killed four great sages alive. You should know that Tushan Jun is not a Taoist monarch at all, he is just a real great sage.

What holy kings? In front of Tushan Jun, they are not worthy of being called holy kings. I am afraid that many holy kings are not worthy of being called kings.

The appearance of Tushan Jun made them all think of a terrifying idea: 'invincible in the same level'. The Great Sage and the Holy King were all defeated by him.

The pale ghost hand clenched the sky strike.

The devil's blood wrote the word "Chi" under his finger.

The Chi Bing scripture was isolated from the refining of the military tactics, and the devil's blood turned into inky black with a layer of light red.

His Heavenly Abyss Demon Eye burned with flames.

"After thousands of years of selecting the best, I have to give it a try!"

The old king, with his eyes lowered, was not relieved but furious.

He was not angry that Tushanjun transformed himself into an incarnation of demonic blood and fought and killed the Six Saints.

He was angry that the weapon spirit would think that he did not want to fight head-on and would instead kill the weapon master, so he buried his true form next to Luo Tianfeng in preparation for a sneak attack.

Tushanjun was wrong, the old king did not do that.

If the old king wants the divine soldiers to surrender, he will surely win all the victories head-on.

With his current strength, he simply doesn't bother to play tricks anymore.

  In order to let Luo Tianfeng lead the way, he spent some of his energy, however, with the ancestor missing, the elders of the clan semi-retired, and the elder who fell in realm in death retreat, he was the undisputed strongest person in the sect!

"Does the divine soldier have to be so stubborn and stubborn?"

The old king stepped forward and said in a loud voice: "Since you are a weapon, why are you so sentimental? Luo Tianfeng's rise and fall cannot be reversed by your magic weapon. Even if you get the magic medicine, it is impossible to save him. No one can bring the dead back to life."

"This king pities you and gives you a chance to surrender."

When others use their strength to attack the weak, Tu Shanjun never finds excuses, he just thinks that he is not strong enough.

He has died, been defeated, and avoided battles, but he has never been afraid when it comes to fighting. No matter how terrifying the opponent he faces is, whether he is a saint, a Taoist master, or a great master, he still dares to punch the sky.

Tu Shanjun felt guilty towards Brother Yunyan.

When he was at the end of his rope, he fled to Yangcheng because Yunyan attacked many real people. Otherwise, he would have fallen into the hands of the evil cultivators of the Blood Evil Sect again. At that time, he was not strong enough and his whereabouts were seen through. Once he was trapped, he would be in danger of life and death.

I must repay the life-saving grace.

However, he opened the underground palace for Brother Yunyan, allowing Daoist Lord Yanfu to take advantage of the opportunity and enter, causing Brother Yunyan to fall into the trap and lose control of his life and death.

He didn't talk about what happened that year, but he still felt resentful about it and never let it go. Now that he finally saw hope, how could he retreat?

Besides, Tushan Jun didn't think that the Old Heavenly King was invincible.

He took the soul flag from the young man Luo Tianfeng.

Tu Shanjun, who was standing beside the young man Luo Tianfeng, twisted his fingers into a magic seal.

The Soul Honoring Banner flew into the sky like a long dragon, and the ghost hand quickly cast a series of magic seals. Yin and Yang intertwined, and the heaven and earth turned into chaos, dividing into the Nine Netherworlds and Nine Heavens, with eighteen layers above and below.