I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 964: Ruins of the Earth

Chapter 964: Ruins of the Earth

The sea of clouds is rolling.

The escape light flashes.

In the distant sky, a huge warship was sailing across the sky, and the spiritual boats and tower ships guarding it were like a group of beasts under the king of beasts.

From time to time, you can see the light shining in the clouds surrounding the huge warship, and then it turns into stars, blooming with a tail flame at the end of the sky before completely disappearing.

Compared to the monks, those huge ships are behemoths.

However, the giant ship flew out of Yangcheng like a tiny bee leaving a hive.

The moment the spirit boat crossed the domain barrier, Tu Shanjun flew back to the soul flag.

The three-foot soul flag was held in the young man's hand.

Gently shake it and it will turn into an inch-sized shape and go into your sleeves.

In his opinion, there must be a reason why the adults did this, and he just needs to obey orders.

However, in order to avoid misunderstanding the instructions, Yang Wu still asked, "What is the meaning of this, sir?"

"I can't let him know I'm back."

Inside the banner, the Taoist in a black and red robe who was sitting cross-legged under a large locust tree said this.

After returning to the Taoist temple in Dacheng, Tu Shanjun felt very at peace, as if his wandering soul had finally returned to his body. The feeling of being like a fish in water was so comfortable that he didn't want to leave.

He doesn't like trouble.

Refers to all troubles in general.

He was more accustomed to and enjoyed staying in the Soul Banner more.

Whether studying Taoist scriptures or writing elixir recipes, it is a delight.

The world inside the banner is like a paradise, peaceful and without conflict.

Tushan Jun, who finally returned to the Soul Banner World, not only wanted to avoid Yanfu Daojun, but also wanted to truly enjoy a moment of peace.

At least in the details of life, Tushanjun did not want to control Yangwu.

No matter whether Yang Wu wanted to play games or something else, he just regarded it as a child's curiosity.

Moreover, Tushan Jun also wanted to see whether cultivators like Yang Wu, who had forced their lives to remain in the world, could lend him their lives like the others did, so that his future could continue, just like the other banner masters.

If there is no way forward, strength alone will not take you far.

Yang Wu was very curious about everything in the new world. However, his strength was extraordinary. Standing here, he was like an immortal isolated from the world. No one could see him, hear him, or sense him. Those people would even avoid him on their own, and they didn't even realize why they were avoiding him.

The cultivators in the Small Wasteland are too weak.

With Yang Wu's current strength, even if there were a spirit in front of him, he would not be able to see Yang Wu performing his magic and energy.

"My Lord, where are we going?"

"Underground of Yangcheng."

"I want to look for clues from that year."

The voice transmission fell into Yang Wu's sea of consciousness, and Yang Wu took a step forward.

The iron boots fell to the ground.

Not a leaf is stuck, no dust is raised.

The child holding the windmill ran past him laughing.

The peddler shouted and waved.

……

The old man pushing the waterwheel wiped the sweat from his forehead under the scorching sun.

The whistling horses of exotic beasts flew away like dust under the control of knights, and there were groups of people carrying flying swords.

He has a single horn on his head and his black hair falls like a waterfall.

Yang Wu, who was nine feet tall, walked in the hustle and bustle like a giant.

Everything seemed so slow in the eyes of the giant.

The cloak-like robe over his formal attire fluttered with his steps.

One step and heaven and earth collapse.

Yang Wu, who was wrapped in a light red light, performed the escape technique of shrinking the earth into an inch.

In an instant, heaven and earth changed.

The once bright sunshine and the bustling world have disappeared, and what comes into view is a gray sky and vast ruins that look like an ancient battlefield.

"forward."

A ghostly voice with a hint of hoarseness rang out.

Yang Wu took another step forward.

hum.

An invisible barrier began to ripple.

"This is?!"

Yang Wu looked at the golden waves in front of him and the long dragon-shaped stairs behind him in surprise: "Formation?"

He stretched out his finger and pointed at the ripples. With his current strength, this formation could be broken at any time.

"Wait a minute."

Yang Wu glanced sideways and saw Tushan Jun, dressed in a black robe, had already walked out from the banner.

“How can this place recover?”

Tu Shanjun looked solemnly at the stairs behind him, the towering gate in front of him, and the keyhole in the center of the gate that looked like a seal.

His expression was uncertain.

He used the incense seal to open the door back then, but later the incense seal disappeared completely.

Later, after Brother Yunyan obtained the inheritance, this place should have collapsed.

Who rebuilt this place?

Brother Yunyan, or Taoist Lord Yanfu?

Or maybe both.

No matter who it is, the arrow is on the string and must be shot.

Tushan Jun twisted his fingers and his bluish-white palm formed a circular seal.

The seal was quickly filled in and drawn, turning into a huge formation that covered the towering stone gate in front of it.

Countless mists gathered at the empty space of the seal in the center.

Accompanied by a click.

An illusory seal came down.

Boom!

……

Yangcheng.

Zhengyang Hall.

The corners are as bright as the sun, and the glazed tiles reflect the brilliant golden color.

This place is the heart of Yangcheng and also where the City Lord’s Mansion is located.

This hall is used by the City Lord to welcome guests. The handsome young man with blond hair draped over his shoulders said with a smile: "You are joking, City Lord. Our Sunset Sword Sect and Yangcheng have friendly exchanges. How could we occupy the mineral resources there? It is precisely because we are in the border area that my senior brother sent me here to discuss it."

The cultivator sitting in the main seat was nearly middle-aged, with a regular appearance, a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He exuded the aura unique to the late Nascent Soul stage and picked up the teacup beside him.

He said: "Daoyou Tianji is so sincere, this government will certainly not refuse the joint development of the mineral vein."

It was said to be a joint development, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Lord of Yangcheng was as steady as a rock, and it was the cultivators from the Sunset Sword Sect who came to visit.

This person is also the second-in-command of the Sunset Sword Sect.

The master of Tianji Sword, sealed.

"But this matter..."

"Anything unexpected?"

"really."

Feng Chengyin nodded solemnly: "There is a small family where the mineral vein is located."

"Since it is a small family, it should be a vassal of one of our families."

The current city lord of Yangcheng showed a curious look. Why was the other party so serious? You know, the True Man Jifeng of the Sunset Sword Sect finally broke through to the realm of True Lord after accumulating a lot of experience.

Of course, this is inseparable from the support of the one behind them.

As the current city lord of Yangcheng, the people behind him are powerful enough to reach the sky.

As a registered disciple of the Taoist temple, after he achieved this level of cultivation, he came to Yangcheng to take over this place and protect everything for his master from the Tianyang Divine Sect.

"The Wen family."

"The Wen family?"

Feng Chengyin explained: "You have taken over Yangcheng not long ago since the last city lord stepped down, so you don't know what kind of family this Wen family is."

"I once thought they had completely left, but I didn't expect that there were still some of them left in the Small Wasteland."

"This clan left Jinzhou, and only the old, weak, sick and disabled who could not keep up with the journey ahead were left behind. Their core clan has actually taken root in the Eastern Wilderness."

“I also heard that the ancestor of the Wen family broke through the Spiritual Transformation Realm and was able to forge Dao Weapons. He is now qualified to live in a small corner of the Eastern Wasteland.”

"This... is indeed not easy to deal with." The city lord nodded slightly.

If it were an ordinary family, it would always have to rely on one of them, but the other party was like a giant, and more importantly, such a giant came from Jinzhou.

The rise of the Wen family is quite legendary.

The Jindan Zhenren who brought the iron corpse out of Xiaolingzhou opened up a living place for the Wen family in Xiaohuangyu, and then moved forward all the way until they became the largest family in Xiaohuangyu.

Unexpectedly, the ancestor of the Wen family decided to relocate the entire clan and planned to use a giant ship to go to the Eastern Wilderness.

The cultivator named Wen Peng is also very powerful.

He was able to cross the domain barrier and return alive, bringing back a real giant ship.

Then he broke through to the level of God.

"Three points will do."

The city lord waved his hand and said.

No matter how bad the small family is, they have to give face to the people behind them. A mere spiritual stone vein and a small loss are nothing to worry about for Yangcheng.

He didn't want to hear about the Wen family's style, because their Yangcheng was more legendary!

Since the ancestor left with the ship, he first defeated the True Lord, then entered the God of Transformation, and finally became the Great Sage after refining the False!

Back then, the Yangcheng faction had grown into a force that could not be ignored by the Tianyang Divine Sect. With sufficient resources for training and a large sect inheritance, their path was countless times smoother than before.

Like the eldest brother, who has received the true teachings and possesses supreme talent, if he had not hidden in the Taoist temple and been willing to be the ancestor's brother, he would be a world-shaking and powerful existence wherever he went.

He doesn't need to pay attention to those flamboyant sects and families.

Even if that family has a master who has attained the state of Divine Transformation.

Feng Chengyin nodded, feeling a little lost.

He didn't specifically bring up the Wen family, but he felt that the Wen family should be related to that person back then, and Yang Cheng was even more closely related to that person.

So he took this opportunity to ask indirectly.

Judging from the city lord's appearance, he doesn't seem to be familiar with the Wen family.

I had never even heard of the Wen family.

He couldn't ask the city lord directly about the fate of the green-faced, fang-toothed ghost king who was on good terms with True Man Yunyan.

Why do you care so much about each other?

It’s not that Feng Chengyin is interested in natural long dark red hair.

It was his senior brother who sighed: It seemed that after coming into contact with that person, his fate had changed significantly. Even though his time was up, he was helped to break through to the True Lord realm.

The eldest brother who had gone from near death to rebirth actually lamented the fickleness of fate.

This was something he didn't expect.

As he investigated further, he came to a shocking conclusion.

The Wen family did seem to have had a connection with him.

Therefore, he wanted to know how that person was doing now.

Dead or alive.

Unfortunately, the new city lord still knows nothing.

It is inevitable to be disappointed when it comes to sealing.

"Boom!"

The new city lord of Yangcheng suddenly widened his eyes, stared at Feng Chengyin, and asked viciously: "Did you hear the sound?!"

"Noise? What noise?"

Feng Chengyin was stunned.