I am the main soul in the soul banner
Chapter 957: Suppressing the Enemy
Chapter 957: Suppressing the Enemy
The ancestral spirits destroyed the Dharma, and the four spirits guarded the world.
The heaven and earth seemed to have stopped at this moment.
The turbulent black and red mist froze.
The Emperor of Ten Thousand Gods and Ghosts, standing in the sky, is feared by the world and controls the universe. All sentient beings should worship him like pilgrims, and the immortal killing formation that should have been in operation is also silent at this moment.
The figure in iron boots standing on the mysterious water stared into the distance, as if he didn't notice the approaching monk at all.
The old king came forward step by step.
Step into the realm of Taiyin.
The Ghost Emperor stared across the killing array.
He came before Tushan Jun as if he were in an empty place.
"A divine weapon."
"You shouldn't be here."
The old king whispered.
If it was an ordinary fight, he would be willing to retreat and take things step by step.
But it concerns the great principles and life and death.
Even with such a magical weapon, he would not hold back, not to mention that if he held back he would be killed by the magical weapon instead.
It is a pity that a mysterious weapon unprecedented in history is about to fall into his hands.
There was no pleasure in slaughtering the talented Taoist priest in his eyes, nor any laughter of impending victory. It seemed that there was only a sigh and unspoken determination.
He may not be a pure monk, but his desire for the Great Dao is pure, and he is willing to sacrifice everything for it.
On the road, it is expected that someone will be buried there.
Perhaps one day, he will become a pile of dry bones on the road, his immortal body weathered, and his magical weapons broken and powerless.
But he has no regrets.
It would be better to say that when he embarked on this path, the word regret had already been thrown out of his mind.
"We are monks."
“The only way is to move forward!”
He raised the magic weapon in his hand and rushed straight to the head of the Red-haired Ghost Saint.
Bang!
The expected skull-smashing did not occur.
At some point, Tushan Jun raised his magic weapon to block the blow that could have taken his life. However, even with the magic weapon in hand, the blow still shattered his entire arm and most of his body, causing his demonic blood to flow into the black water.
"impossible!"
The old king was suddenly shocked.
He used his great magic power and the illusory Taoist flower to mobilize the four magical weapons and spirits to suppress the world.
He locked the space with the forbidden technique just to get the chance to attack. Once he failed, the forbidden technique would backfire, and the internal and external locks would collapse. His downfall would be just a matter of seconds.
To put it bluntly, this was a desperate attack.
How could Tushan Jun resist it?
"There are high and low in Taoism, but there is no high or low in life. I will take your desperate attack with my own life!"
Tu Shanjun looked at his shattered body and the half of his face that was cut off by the golden mace.
Broken Fang spits out: "Primordial Holy Spirit Demon, Death Ninja Technique!"
"So that I may not die."
The old king blurted out in shock: "Even if you have ancient skills, you can't resist under the forbidden formula."
Tu Shanjun said, "That was a long time ago."
After all, the Old Heavenly King didn't know the magic in Tushan Jun's hands. He possessed a Taoist magic that could be used under forbidden techniques. The Taoist magic was just a seedling, but after thousands of years of his comprehension and completion, it was already completely different from what it used to be.
The Ghost Emperor stretched out his hand to control the Immortal Killing Formation.
The dark blue ghost hand clenched in the air.
Boom.
A towering shrine rises from the ground.
Clang clang clang!
There was another shrine within the shrine, and seven of them were embedded in one another to form a divine gate, standing above the old Heavenly King.
When the Ghost Emperor was making his decision, tens of millions of Yin Gods in the killing array made their decision together.
The murderous mist weakened the dense purple air covering the old king's body like a heavenly sword.
That is the method of watering the illusory Taoist flowers.
The old king stepped forward.
Passing by Tushanjun.
After the purple energy in his body was exhausted, his sturdy flesh and blood covered with forbidden patterns began to dry up and quickly returned to its original skinny appearance.
Even his purple hair had lost its divine glow, leaving only gray and withered hair scattered on the old man's shoulders. The old king continued to move forward without caring.
clack.
Heavy feet landed on the dark water.
The water was barely ankle-deep but it was splashing and surging.
The old king looked down and found that it was not the turbulent water, but his legs and feet were too heavy. Most of his flesh and blood had been corroded into stone by the faint evil spirit, and a layer of gray deathly silence emerged.
The petrification is slow, but unstoppable.
The old king dragged his heavy body forward step by step.
Even though he felt like he was carrying a mountain on his back, and was gradually dragging the realm of death, he still did not stop. He walked forward, towards his goal.
Far away.
valley.
The cyan-gold light washed the sky and covered the earth.
He was walking.
Until the body can no longer move.
A purple light flashed.
The figure of the old king walked out of the stone statue.
That was a spirit.
It brings together the souls of Yin God, Yang God and Dharmadhatu.
When the spirit appeared, everyone saw a thread emerging from the old king's body. This thread had existed for a long time, but it finally manifested at this moment.
"No, my king!"
Luo Tianya looked up to the sky and shouted: "We can still fight to the death!"
They didn't expect the old king to lose.
He cast the body of an illusory Taoist flower and held the ninth-level magic weapon in his hand.
No one should have been able to defeat the old king, but the spirit of the weapon won in the end, risking his life to gain victory.
Everyone knew that after that moment the Old King was completely defeated, but defeat did not mean death, the Old King could still continue to attack, however, once his soul left his body, he would have no chance at all.
The Soul Honoring Banner's control over the soul is too strong.
The old king paused and looked sideways at Luo Tianfeng.
He said, "After I die, they will help you. The great sect will still need masters to take charge. I am not discussing this with you, but telling you clearly that they will be a great help before the next generation grows up."
The old king could see that the weapon spirit's secret technique would not last long, and Luo Tianfeng would be the one controlling the mysterious weapon from now on. This was the last thing he could do.
As for the future fate of everyone, he, a dying man, has no control over it.
So he said no more and continued forward in his spirit.
A few moments.
Walk to the magical medicine plant.
It was a three-meter-tall divine plant, shaped like a tree but more like a fruit tree, with twisted dragon-like branches spreading out, but its leaves were turning yellow and dim, as if they were about to wither in late autumn.
But this is a miraculous medicine after all. Even in its current form, it still contains the aftereffects of the great way, and its light spreads for more than ten thousand miles.
Among the sacred plants, there is a green peach.
Emerald green like gold and jade.
Delicate imitation of rouge.
Inhaling the fragrance makes people feel relaxed and happy, as if even the state of mind is fluctuated, and thousands of pores dilate, as if it is not the fragrance of green fruit but the ethereal fairy air. Just one bite can make a mortal become a true immortal and roam freely in the universe.
"It's so beautiful!"
The old king standing under the tree stretched out his hand, but he could never reach it.
In fact, he didn't know whether he could break through the half-step realm and become a Taoist monarch after taking the magic medicine.
The unripe peaches are still green and astringent, and their medicinal effects may be weaker.
If he hadn't fought to the death today, he might have lived another thousand years.
He had already made his choice: to linger on and enjoy the last thousand years of his life, or to fight to the death.
He did not blame Tu Shanjun.
This is his disaster.
It was the fate he was supposed to experience.
Even without the magic weapon spirit, there will be other people who will stand in the way.
Maybe the other party is even more terrifying.
At least it wasn't unfair to lose to the spirit of the weapon.
Natural resources and treasures are obtained by those with virtue. Virtue is not easy to demonstrate, but strength is easy to show.
The old king took a deep look at the peach tree and finally sighed unwillingly. The silk threads on his body had been stretched straight into chains. Behind the rising shrine was the unknown and no one knew where it led to.
laugh.
The old king stood still.
Let the chains on your body buzz.
Look at Tu Shanjun who is also walking towards you.
Said: "I thought I was going to take it into my coffin and not tell anyone."
"They said that after I die, I won't care about the flood, but..."
The old king did not say anything else, but instead changed the subject and said: "I am willing to exchange two ancient techniques of great supernatural powers for the lives of these six people!"
Tushanjun, with his green face and fangs, moved his eyes slightly.
If the old king's spirit is put into the banner, he can also use the soul-asking technique to obtain ancient skills.
But he couldn't comprehend it immediately.
Because the old king lived too long.
Completely absorbing the other person's insights is likely to overwhelm your sea of consciousness.
The spirits of the Six Saints are very powerful, but they are of little use in improving Tushan Jun's cultivation. They will mostly become evil spirits to help the Soul Banner itself become a divine weapon.
Tu Shanjun didn't know how much evil energy was needed to transform the holy soldiers, and these six people were probably just a drop in the bucket.
The only important thing is to replace the Ghost Saint of the Killing Formation and make the Killing Formation of the Ten Directions Ghost Kings reach a higher level.
Although the killing formation is powerful, Tu Shanjun wants the great magical military skill more.
That is definitely a very useful thing, and will be very beneficial to the future growth of the Zunhun Banner.
If there is a risk of destroying his sea of consciousness, he will give it a try.
Of course, it would be better to get it safely.
After thinking about it, Tu Shanjun nodded slightly: "Okay!"
"happy."
The old king laughed loudly: "Of these two ancient emperor's great arts, the forbidden art is incomplete, but the military art is very complete and will be of great benefit to you."
"You may want to use the soul-searching technique to take it from my sea of consciousness. To tell you the truth, if I don't give it to you voluntarily, you will never be able to take this ancient emperor's technique from me."
Tu Shanjun was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"I don't know the ancient art of war either. I used a treasure to perform it!"
"Ninth level of divine weapon?"
"No."
The old king stretched out his hand towards his body, and a small black tripod appeared, spinning in his palm.
"tripod?"
"You see it as a tripod, but actually it is a ball of military energy."
"When a person dies, it's like a light going out. When I completely lose my vitality, this military spirit will also disappear in my Dharma Realm like a light being blown out. From now on, the ancient emperor's military tactics will be completely lost!"
Tu Shanjun's pupils shrank immediately.
He didn't expect that the old king was using a group of military energy to cast the spell.
At the same time, it also indirectly reflects the horror of this ancient secret.
Even a Saint King like this cannot comprehend and apply it to his own benefit.
"The forbidden character is engraved on the ancient tree. You can comprehend it."
The old king took out a half piece of ancient wooden plaque from the big world.
The pair of eyes that once looked exceptionally young are now full of vicissitudes, like the lingering sound of the aging starry sky: "I hope you can keep your promise."
In fact, the old king didn’t care whether Tushan Jun would break his promise.
He just didn't want the military tactics to disappear along with him in the long river of history.
May the ancient emperor's magic continue to shine brightly.
I shouldn't be buried with a loser like him!
The door to the shrine slammed shut.
Tushan Jun, who held the military energy in his hands, opened his bloody mouth and sent the military energy into his own realm of death, and hid the ancient tree in his sea of consciousness.
Without hesitation, he transformed into the body of the Death Demon.
With the help of the evil energy generated by the old heavenly king entering the banner and the evil energy annihilated by the demon body, the Taoist body is recast.
Just like printing.
The black and red evil spirit was rising continuously.
The body recovered quickly.
A tall figure in robes stepped out of the mist.
Standing under the green peach tree, looking at the unripe fruit.
There was a blazing light in his eyes.
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