I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 986 Emperor Hanging

"Don't talk too much nonsense with him."

"Hurry up and take him. Let's see if that bitch shows up."

The woman with a bell on her wrist walked to the door of the teahouse and blocked the dark-skinned man's way.

A pair of gorgeous eyes looked at him carefully.

As if to see what was different about this man.

When she moved to that ordinary face, the woman curled her lips coldly: "These past few days, I've observed that he's either handling cases or mediating, all of which are trivial matters."

"She really can take any kind of shit."

"Even such a boring ant can be played with."

Long Qi had already taken off his Taoist attire and changed back into his young master's appearance.

He said calmly: "He is a first-class warrior in the Forbidden Land of Gods. He is not bad at all. He has reached this level at the age of 30. If he were placed outside, he would be considered a genius. It's a pity..."

“Genius is just the threshold to meet me.”

Shou He, who tightly grasped the Blood God Halberd, stared at the three people with his eagle-like eyes and said in a deep voice: "Does my wife have a grudge against you?"

"It's not a grudge."

“Left and right are just a conflict.”

Shou He turned his eyes, looking for flaws in the three people.

He has fought one against three many times.

The more times like this, the more you must not be blinded by anger, you must stay calm and look for opportunities to kill them: "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor, you can just come and kill me directly."

Long Qi said calmly, "If you were a cultivator from the Wanfa Sect, I would be happy to explain to you why I attacked you, and I would also be happy to accept the punishment. It would only be three glasses of wine and some spiritual stones. But you are not. You are just a mortal who is stuck at the first step."

"Not even one of my kind."

"Now put down your weapons, pick up a pen and paper and write a letter."

"Please ask your wife to come alone, you can live."

"If you don't obey, I will have to take off your head and talk to her in person."

Shou He laughed grimly.

The blood surged like a sea tide, surging and turning into a smoke screen.

It becomes a piece of armor that can be worn on the body.

The blood-stained divine halberd.

He asked, "I wonder how long the life span of outsiders is?"

Just as Xiong Sheng was about to make a move, Long Qi stopped him and said, "Since you are so stubborn, I will answer your questions. The first stage limit of a cultivator from the outside world is called 'Golden Core', which lasts for 500 years. The second stage Yuanying lasts for 1,200 years."

"how about you?"

"I'm different. I'm a cultivator of the dragon clan."

"How long can you live?"

"long time."

Shou He laughed loudly and said grimly: "It's a pity that you won't live long."

Long Qi paused and shook his head helplessly.

He thought these ordinary people should be more talkative.

After all, even ants try to survive.

He is also willing to give the ants a chance to survive.

But there are always ants who think they see the real sky.

So he waved his hand and said, "Kill him."

"It should have been so!"

Xiong Sheng let out a long roar.

Countless energy and blood surged throughout his body, and hard thick rock armor grew on his body.

In just a moment, he turned into a giant bear man about ten feet tall.

Roaring and roaring.

Swift as the wind.

He took three steps and rushed in front of Shou He.

"Zhu Qinghui, you should also help him."

The woman was reluctant at first, in her opinion, having the stupid bear take action was enough. They had not been sitting there doing nothing in the past few years in the forbidden land of the gods. They had already mastered the so-called Qi and blood circulation method. Now they could transform themselves into the top warriors, and with their extraordinary bodies, no one could be their opponent.

Since it was Brother Long who spoke, Zhu Qinghui could only take action together.

"When a lion fights a rabbit, he also uses all his strength."

Long Qi didn't watch the show either. He stood up from the table.

The body is quickly covered with scales.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a tall yet strong dragon man.

What appeared in his hand was a short weapon, but under the stimulation of qi and blood, it turned into a long spear.

……

"Someone is dying."

Tu Shanjun, who was flipping through a diagram of the circulation of qi and blood in a rattan chair, heard the mourning-like voice and frowned. He looked over and saw Yan Tianjun, who was drinking alone under the statue with a look of compassion on his face.

He couldn't help but turn over, put the running chart aside, and asked, "Who's going to die?"

"The constable you've chosen."

"Shou He."

Tu Shanjun sat up and started to calculate.

Yan Tianjun smiled and said, "You can't figure out the secrets of this place."

"You took me back from that kid in order to guard against me. Without the medium of the Honored Soul Banner, I'm afraid you will only feel it when he dies."

"But maybe it will be too late by then. Without the energy and blood to mobilize, you should be no different from an ordinary weapon, right?"

The light in Tushan Jun's dark red eyes darkened.

"Why did the Heavenly Lord tell me that once Shou He dies, no one will be able to stop the Heavenly Lord from taking the peach."

Yan Tianjun smiled and said, "Do you think that half-dead peach can help me turn things around?"

"If it's a fully ripe peach, it's fine."

"You and I are now on the same rope."

As he spoke, Yan Tianjun looked into the cup.

But it is not clear wine but a mirror distorted by a whirlpool.

The other side of the mirror was reflecting the fierce battle in the teahouse.

Under the siege of three top-notch warriors from the Divine Forbidden Land, Shou He's injuries became more and more serious.

Tushanjun walked over to the table and sat down, took out the gourd and poured himself a cup.

With his lowered eyes, he did not move or say anything, he just watched quietly.

After a while, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

There was no sign of him offering to help.

A look of suspicion flashed across Yan Tianjun's eyes.

Did he guess wrong?

Shou He is not the owner of the Zunhun Banner.

There is someone else who controls the Zunhun Banner.

Or maybe the spirit of the weapon doesn't care whether people die or not.

"The Honored Soul Banner is like a magic sword kept in a box. If the knife for cutting tofu is not handy today, I will take out the magic sword to cut tofu. If the axe for chopping wood is not sharp tomorrow, I will take out the magic sword to chop trees."

"Over time."

“The farmer doesn’t know how to farm, the woodcutter doesn’t know how to chop wood, and the warrior no longer knows how to practice martial arts.”

"The sword will eventually wear out."

"When the sword was really needed, it was found to be rusty and unable to cut anyone."

"Before he obtained the Honored Soul Banner, he was also a man of steel who had fought through life and death."

Tu Shanjun finally spoke.

"Are you going to train him?"

Yan Tianjun suddenly realized that this was indeed the truth. As long as it was not a case of the strong bullying the weak, or as long as the situation was purely hopeless, the Banner Master should not be allowed to develop the habit of having Tu Shanjun intervene in everything. Or, it should be the other way around, and Tu Shanjun should learn to let go.

I can't help with every detail.

If you have to take action in everything, how can you break through?

If you use a cane too much, you will forget how to walk.

"You actually think so?!"

Yan Tianjun didn't know whether he should admire Tu Shanjun's inaction or good luck, but he still explained: "Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

"skillful?"

"good."

Yan Tianjun crossed his arms and said, "After I sent away the true disciples of the Dao Sect and the Western Heaven, the enemies of your wife, the Banner Master, came to visit. It was as if someone had led them here, hoping to find a breakthrough from this mortal. It would be best if they could force you to take action and see clearly what you are doing."

"You mean someone set it up?"

Tushan Jun's eyelids moved slightly.

It's no problem for him to train as the Banner Master.

But if you are in the game, it will be different.

"Of course." Yan Tianjun shrugged and crossed his legs nonchalantly.

Just that one nest.

He said: "Someone manipulated the heavens to let this group of people find this place early. In fact, under normal circumstances, these people would also come here, and then, well, a fierce battle is inevitable."

“And then someone died.”

Tu Shanjun did not ask who died.

"Who?"

"The people from Taoism, the Western Paradise, Tianxia Tower, or..." Tu Shanjun thought of the young monk who followed the old saint and was let go that day. He didn't offend many people when he came to the forbidden land of the gods. The two most powerful ones among the four were brought in by Yan Tianjun, and it was not that Tu Shanjun had any grudge against them.

Tu Shanjun looked at Yan Tianjun and said, "Your Majesty, don't you have anything to say?"

"Don't look at me. The people from the Dao Sect and the Xitian Sect are too arrogant. Even if the little bull nose investigated you, he wouldn't use such a method. The little baldy didn't see your extraordinaryness at all."

Yan Tianjun laughed and said, "This bald guy with two knives can't catch up with the one in the city who leads the little monk."

"Is it like this in previous years?"

Tu Shanjun felt that something was wrong.

Each of them is the true teaching of the major sects, and each of them is blessed with mysterious luck.

At the very least, they will be the backbone of the future, and some may even have the opportunity to become senior executives.

There are so many talented people in Middle-earth.

Compared with this, the Eastern Wasteland is really shabby.

Of course, the Daoists in the Eastern Wilderness are also good. After all, using the third step is better than the second step. Those top young people in the third step did not participate in the treasure hunt that year.

This is also the result of lack of information and the Yu family's deliberate efforts to eliminate influence.

Otherwise, you might really have a chance to meet those lucky saints.

"The competition among high-level cultivators stirs up the world, and naturally it will turn into a world of great contention."

“It’s moments like these that will attract the top young talent.”

The implication is that maybe there was such a thing in the past.

But this time is indeed unusual.

Because the true location of Yuan Sheng Holy Demon is in the forbidden land of God.

The master on the other hand will certainly not be willing to lose.

Yan Tianjun raised his hand like a referee and made a move.

The aura in front of him turned into a huge chessboard. A chess piece appeared between the two fingers that were originally empty, emitting a bright inspiration.

He said in a serious manner: "The pawn crossing the river, fall!"

"Now his pawns are surrounding and killing your pawns. How do you feel?"

Tu Shanjun tucked his sleeves in and said, "I don't know how to play chess."

"what can you do?"

"Extract the soul and refine the soul."

Yan Tianjun's expression froze and he said, "That's one way, but it won't last long. You'll be chased like a stray dog."

“What lasts forever?”

"You must have never seen the splendor of the Ancient Divine Court."

Tu Shanjun had indeed never seen it.

He also did not ask Yan Tianjun why he was defeated.

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

Not only heroes, perhaps even God is not free.

Yan Tianjun stared at Tu Shanjun intently and lowered his voice. His originally deep voice sounded a lot hoarser, as if he suddenly had extraordinary magic power, which was enough to make everything in the world obey his orders, and even prick up their ears attentively.

"The imperial throne is still hanging!"

Ding dong.

The ripples in the wine glass interrupted their conversation.

Yan Tianjun did not try again, and Tu Shanjun did not take up the conversation.

The two of them looked at the wine cup at the same time.