I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Chapter 792 Heyday

The pinnacle venerable's pressure blossomed, and the entire Qingmingzhong Blessed Land seemed to become an extension of his hands and feet.

Even just standing there, the boundless spiritual aura has firmly locked the sky and the earth.

Great Elder Pei Wanming felt regretful in his heart. If he hadn't thought too deeply about it for a long time, he would have been able to prevent the demon from killing Lord Wei Han.

Every venerable person is the mainstay of the Pei family and an indispensable backbone.

Any loss is heartbreaking enough.

But he was clearly standing here, but his negligence caused tragedy.

No matter what, today, this monk, who he didn't know whether he was from Tianyang Divine Sect or had any relationship with Lord Yuyan, could not leave peacefully.

Tianyang Shenzong could not protect him, and Venerable Yuyanyan had no means to protect him.

"Devil, please leave!"

boom.

The blessed land shook.

The world seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Brother Tushan, let me come!"

Xu Sanniang, who was trapped under her arm, said.

She had already prepared.

As long as she uses the magical power of Diemeng Taoist body and uses one wing to improve herself to a great level, she can immediately possess the cultivation level of the late stage of divine transformation.

Cultivation is also secondary, the most important thing is that she will have the magic power in the late stage of divine transformation. Now that she has three wings, it means she can still perform her same trick three times.

Supplemented by another magical power in this world, it is equivalent to borrowing the mana from the late stage of divine transformation.

The cultivation of the two late-stage gods will definitely support her in defeating the Great Elder Pei Wanming.

The magic power of the two late-stage sages will definitely allow Brother Tushan to exert his strongest strength.

Of course, Xu Sanniang actually understood that no matter how strong Brother Tushan was, he was only a mid-term sage.

This is why Sanniang once hesitated to let Tushanjun return with her. She felt that her own strength was enough to negotiate with the family, but since the eldest brother Tushan was willing to advance and retreat with her, she was also happy.

Because she already has enough power to protect those around her.

Although Tu Shanjun is not the strongest in combat, Zunhun Banner is an extremely powerful being as a Taoist soldier.

"No."

"He is very strong." Tu Shanjun looked at the great elder of the Pei family in the distance.

That one was simply the most powerful venerable person he had ever seen. Even Senior Yueyan was inferior to him. It's no wonder that this person can become the great elder of the Pei family. The strength of the other party is probably not comparable to that of ordinary monks.

Sanniang cannot defeat such a monk at all.

So does he.

As a mid-term venerable, his magic power is limited, his strength is average, and his body is incomplete. How can he be this person's opponent?

But he doesn't need to be, he just needs to escape from the opponent.

"Use that magical power."

Xu Sanniang nodded.

"The Ghost King is reincarnated!"

The magic power flows into the Soul Flag like a rushing river.

The Zunhun Banner appeared in Sanniang's hand when it was about ten feet long.

Wave gently.

The whole sky was dyed black and red.

Tushanjun, who was walking in the air, looked up to the sky and roared.

Roar!

The body, which was more than seven feet tall, quickly grew taller, reaching about ten feet in length in the wind, and was still growing rapidly until it reached one foot six.

The Taoist robe fell around his waist, revealing his muscular upper body. Black and red blood flowed and intertwined into a map of ghosts and gods. As the map appeared, pure black thunder and lightning sparked an arc of light.

The sky behind Tushanjun has long been controlled by the Zunhun Banner.

The shadows of thousands of Yin spirits emerged.

He is like the king of countless ghosts and gods, and like the emperor among ghosts, he looks around in all directions. Under the eyes of ordinary kings, the heaven and earth are all gone.

The surging power made Tushanjun couldn't help but roar.

He has forgotten how long it has been since he showed his full strength.

Relying on the more than three million Yin gods in the banner, as well as the transformed god Donghaijun and the thirteen Yuanying ghost kings, Tushanjun's spiritual aura is like a huge mandala swaying between heaven and earth in full bloom, slowly turning. .

The yin and gods in the sky merge into the body.

The evil spirit of blood stretched into a cloak, like a twilight garment covering the sky.

wave.

Tushanjun opened his palms.

There is a Yang Shen imprisoned in his Gang Qi.

Bang.

Yang Shen is still going to attack.

But he saw Tu Shanjun's face.

"How dare you kill me!"

Pei Jia Sheng roared loudly and kept hitting the light shield that curled up into a ball.

He never expected that he would die in the hands of the other party. He also had a life-saving treasure in his hand, but the other party was too fast, and he used it later, but there was still no reaction. At that time, his heart felt cold. What he didn't expect even more was that his Yang Shen would fall into the opponent's hands so easily.

This is unbelievable!

Tushanjun turned a deaf ear and opened his mouth wide.

Now his spiritual aura has skyrocketed with the help of more than three million Yin gods, and the pressure is still rising, but his cultivation has not broken through.

He knew that if he swallowed Pei Jia Sheng's Yang God alone, he would definitely not be able to break through the late stage of the Evolution God. After all, most of the evil energy had to be supplied to the soul flag first, and then he could break through the soul flag.

But the current situation is different. He uses the ghost king to reincarnate and relies on the overall strength.

As long as he swallows this Yang Shen, with the blessing of magic, he should reach the late stage of becoming a god.

Although his strength would fall back after the spell disappeared, he didn't care about the situation after that. The top priority was to deal with the great elder of the Pei family.

"Fellow Taoist, wait!"

The Great Elder shouted in a deep voice to stop Tu Shanjun's movements.

Tushanjun froze.

The great elder said: "If fellow Taoist is willing to return Venerable Wei Han's Yang Shen, I am willing to represent Pei and not pursue this misunderstanding."

Tu Shanjun looked sideways at Xu Sanniang, who was holding the soul flag.

Sanniang shook her head.

Now that the banner master has made his decision, he has nothing to hesitate.

"Do not kill me."

Venerable Weihan was originally surprised by the great elder's words, but when he saw Sanniang shaking her head, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart. It was not until the bloody mouth approached that he finally became afraid.

He kept begging for mercy, but still didn't move the man.

Instead, there were curses.

sound,

Stopped abruptly.

The aura of Tushanjun's body has risen again. With the help of the ghost king's reincarnation magical power, his spiritual aura has reached the late stage of divine transformation.

And he vaguely felt that his Tao body was complete for a moment, like the last piece of a puzzle, using illusory appearance to piece together the reality and complete the disk.

At this time, Tushanjun's six-foot-long ghost king body was able to withstand the pressure of the entire blessed land.

He is also the great elder who can look directly at the Pei family.

At this moment, millions of yin gods are present in the body, and the ghost kings of the ten directions are forging evil gods.

The ferocious ghost with a green face and fangs seemed to have completely broken free of its shackles at this moment.

boom.

Tu Shanjun's escape from light was as fast as thunder, or like the running of ancient gods. He picked up Sanniang, spread his legs, and his entire body turned into flowing light.

He doesn't need to escape too far. As long as he can tear open the blessed land, he can find opportunities to sneak into the barrier space. In such a chaotic place, they can escape.

"Great Elder!"

The black-robed monk groaned.

The old man standing next to Pei Mingru still looked the same, but a strange color flashed in his eyes as he watched the six-foot-long demon fly by. He asked softly: "Mingru, don't you think it's strange?"

"strangeness?"

"good."

"That person's aura of spiritual intelligence is huge, and his strength is comparable to that of a large number of geniuses, or even candidates for the Dao."

"But his magic power doesn't seem to be as powerful as it appears."

"Even very weak."

Pei Mingru was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the figure.

When he opened his spiritual eyes, he could only see a blurry area and couldn't distinguish it at all.

But since it was said by this old man, it must make sense. If the opponent's magic power is really not enough as the old man said, it should be easy for the Great Elder to capture the opponent.

As he spoke, he looked at the great elder who controlled the entire Qingming Paradise from Yuantian.

Pei Wanming's chest heaved. He was completely angry, surprisingly angry.

He opened his mouth and spat out a jade Taoist weapon. The knife was like a sharp arrow, turning into a sharp blade in mid-air. After revealing his true appearance, he discovered that it was not a knife at all, but a rotating hammer.

During the whirling motion, the connection between heaven and earth and the black and red figure was cut off.

The great elder grasped the hammer.

boom.

Fly up.

The peak master's escaping light was like ancient thunder, and he appeared in front of Tu Shanjun in an instant.

Tushanjun was originally burdened with the pressure of Qingming Paradise, so it was no accident that he was caught up.

boom.

A hammer that carried the general trend of the world struck beside him.

With this hammer, half of the sky turned into powder, and the world seemed to be knocked over.

Just like this, the blow landed firmly on Tushanjun's body.

He had no time to dodge, so he could only curl up his arms to fight back. With this blow, his entire arm fell softly, and half of his ribs and chest were dented.

"boom!"

Although he left the blessed land, Tushanjun did not continue to rise, but fell from the sky.

As Tushanjun's spiritual aura rose to the sky as he walked out of the blessed land, the other monks of the Pei family quickly showed their coercion.

For a while.

Several beams of light rose within the clan.

"Brother Tushan, how are you?"

Not caring about the embarrassment, Xu Sanniang hurriedly crawled to Tushanjun and helped him up.

"What an amazing monk."

Tu Shanjun vomited out the blood mixed with his internal organs, and reluctantly stood up holding the Zunhun Banner.

Clamping the main pole under his ribs, he tore off the cloth of the soul flag, draped it on Xu Sanniang, tied the ribbon of the secondary flag, and said in a deep voice: "Once I fall into the devil, only the soul flag will protect you. !”

Sanniang hurriedly channeled her magic power and shook her head.

There was a hint of choking in his voice: "We won't fight."

"I don't want the spirit sword and inheritance anymore!"

Tu Shanjun laughed and said, "It's now time. It's not up to us whether we want to or not."

"Trust me, I have a backup plan."

"Even if you are defeated, you will definitely not die easily."

Tu Shanjun held Xu Hongshang's forehead, and their foreheads faced each other: "Remember this method, it will make you live!"

Xu Hongshang nodded.

Sitting cross-legged and twisting:

"The dream of heaven and earth."

"A future with me!"

"disease!"