I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Chapter 861 Formation Killing

call!

The black mist intertwined with the thunderclouds that had not dispersed, forming a dense darkness.

Under the dark sky.

Millions of ghost soldiers are in uniform.

Thousands of rampant generals are wearing armor.

The dark clouds in the sky were blown by the cold wind, and evil gods with green faces and fangs were looming.

Neatly clustered.

Just like the iron army that had been hiding in the abyss of hell, finally emerged from the dark underworld. Their body shapes are different, but they are neatly arranged, making people think that they are actually one.

Donghaijun, who was holding a small banner, had fangs growing out of his mouth, and the old dragon's face turned livid.

The spiritual aura in the early stage of becoming a god is completely embedded in the formation.

Take one step.

Turn into a blue dragon and fly up into the clouds.

The end of endless darkness.

It seems that the king of evil gods is sitting there.

The old dragon flying into the clouds is just one of them.

The moment the small banner was waved from Lao Long's hand, the small banner turned into a large banner and stood in the military formation.

The old dragon slowly sat down.

An illusory shrine rises from the ground, connected to the deep darkness behind it. It seems that the person sitting here is not a monk, nor an evil ghost, but a general commanding an army.

At this time, Huang Hu's pupils at the edge of the formation shrank. He watched helplessly as the 'Old Dragon' transformed into a dragon shape and flew away. There were ten auras like that sitting on the clouds, and the Old Dragon was ranked at the bottom. In the column, all the powerful Yang gods who came forward were not comparable to the old dragon's spiritual aura.

"One, two,...five."

Not counting the old dragon, there are actually five powerful auras that reach the sky.

They are like the arms and legs stretched out by this great formation.

So unified.

However, his eyes flew up, searching for another figure that should have appeared in his eyes.

A look of doubt flashed in Huanghu's eyes.

He whispered softly: "No?"

"Still not here?"

"It's impossible not to be here."

"He is a weapon spirit!"

Huang Hu searched for a long time but did not see that figure.

He didn't think it was the other party's absence.

How could the weapon spirit Tushanjun, who is the soul-honoring banner, not be in the banner? The only possibility is that he is sitting at the end of the black abyss, overlooking the world enveloped by this infinite formation like an emperor among ghosts.

Meng Zhi, who was sitting cross-legged in the formation, looked at the endless ferocious ghosts and gods in the sky. Not only was he not afraid, but he was happy.

He had already seen the big city in the sky inside the Zunhun Banner and the powerful monks in the Babel Tower. He had always been worried about exposing the treasure, so he didn't dare to use his magical powers completely.

In this current situation, if he didn't use all his power, he would definitely die.

Falling into the hands of Chen Jinding and Gao Xiu behind him, perhaps even asking for death is a luxury.

The Zunhun Banner will be exposed one day.

He had already been mentally prepared.

They come, the security.

Meng Zhi sighed: "God's calculation is not as good as man's calculation!"

Wiping away the worry deep in his eyes, Meng Zhi raised his head and tipped the elixir bottle.

More than ten pills fell into his mouth.

Melts in your mouth.

Under the refinement of his killer whale swallowing magical power, it turned into a vast ocean of mana full of mana accumulated in Dantian.

Meng Zhi, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, raised his hand in the air.

An illusory little flag appeared in his hand.

Under the influence of his divine consciousness, he turned into a black gold blood sword. Meng Zhi, who was holding the sword, pointed obliquely at the Jade Gold Gang's giant ship in the distance and said coldly: "Chen Jinding, you can recognize this formation."

"Aren't you going to catch me? If you have the courage, please join the battle!"

The huge ship in the sky was two thousand meters long.

Chen Jinding stood on the deck and looked uncertain.

He didn't recognize this formation.

However, as long as you are not blind, you will definitely recognize that this great formation is anything but fake.

Unexpectedly, even the killers of the organization obeyed the orders of the leader of the formation.

Chen Jinding's strength is indeed not weak, but he is not strong enough to break through the formation safely without any accidents.

"What formation is this?"

The hall master, who was sitting on the mast, frowned and looked around for the monk.

"I don't recognize it."

"It looks very fierce at first glance."

"Look at the ferocious energy of this formation soaring straight into the sky, as if the Milky Way of the Sky is swaying away, covering thousands of miles away. Such a peerless ferocious formation, I am afraid that the monks who set up this formation will definitely not take it easy, let alone the actions just now. Flying up into the clouds like a dragon, he acted as a Taoist soldier in the center of this huge formation."

"Tao soldiers?"

"The best Taoist soldier!"

"That seems to be a... flag."

"banner?"

Everyone on the giant ship looked at each other, with something uncertain but difficult to express in their eyes.

"Heh, what's there to hide?"

"It's just a spiritual treasure."

"It is said that thirty years ago, a weapon spirit treasure appeared in the Wanwu City, the Holy Land of Celestial Artifacts, which was a soul flag. It is said that the weapon spirit had the sanity of an ordinary monk."

The Eighth Hall Master, who was leaning on the railing of the giant ship, stared at the turbulent formation in front of him. Although he said it was easy, the look in his eyes had already given him away.

"It is said that the weapon spirit injured many people."

"I didn't expect that this kid would get it!"

The leader of the Yujin Gang, who was sitting suspended above the cabin, seemed to want to see through the formation and find Meng Zhi.

"Is this really a spiritual treasure?"

"Um?"

"Why can't I see the weapon spirit?!"

Everyone reacted immediately.

Their analysis just now was very clear, but they missed one of the most important things, and that was the 'weapon spirit'? It seems that the weapon spirit has never appeared.

Maybe the weapon spirit of Zunhun Banner is deep in the formation. After all, it is difficult for the weapon spirit to show up easily, otherwise there will be no one to control the formation.

"Is it this treasure?"

Yu Haofeng seemed to be asking, but in fact he already understood.

There are no hermits or high cultivators at all, and they have no deep power background.

Meng Zhi was able to obtain the Taoist body because of the Tiger Tomb thirty years ago, and the person who protected him was never the teacher Gaomen, but the spirit of the soul flag.

Yu Haofeng suddenly realized.

No wonder the old dragon looked so weird.

The state of life is also very strange.

Is it life or death?

Still between life and death.

Now he understands.

The old dragon is dead, but the weapon spirit is alive.

The old dragon controlled by the weapon spirit is of course both life and death.

"yes!"

Zhu Qianshou took out the jade slip and said firmly.

Then he asked: "Second Master, should we take action..."

What he got was still Yu Haofeng's rejection.

Yu Haofeng raised his hand and said calmly: "The icing on the cake is not as good as providing help in the snow."

"I have been planning for a long time before setting up this big show. The show has just started, why are we in a hurry to close it. Look, I want to see how powerful the magic weapon is."

Zhu Qianshou bowed his hands and said yes.

…

"Don't worry, even if it is a spiritual treasure, it cannot exert its full strength without the support of mana."

"The boy who has overcome the tribulation has just stepped into the realm of the venerable, and his realm is unstable."

The ethereal voice poured into Chen Jinding's ears.

Chen Jinding's expression relaxed, he thought so too.

The assassin organized just now was about to touch Meng Zhi, but was blocked by the Yang Shen Venerable in the Zunhun Banner.

At that time, the assassins of the organization also punched a big hole in the chest of Venerable Yang Shen, forcing the other party to take the initiative to manifest the identity of his weapon spirit treasure.

If the other party really has complete strength, why do they need to do this?

The only possibility is that the other party is bluffing.

He won't be fooled again like last time.

"Where are the law enforcement guards!"

"exist!"

"Break the formation."

The five Nascent Soul Lords who agreed with great reluctance looked at each other.

The superiors said they wanted to capture True Lord Yuanying, so they came here.

Now that he has overcome the calamity and become a great man, and he has set up such a terrifying formation, if he lets them go to catch him again, wouldn't it be like sending him to his death?

"waste!"

Chen Jinding was furious.

"you go."

Chen Jinding was furious and wanted to ask who it was.

Look back.

A tall monk was standing behind him.

The man was very handsome, and his narrow eyes not only did not ruin his face, but made him even more oppressive. Just the faint aura emitting from him made many venerable people retreat.

Chen Jinding quickly raised his hands and said, "Seventh Master!"

The man known as Master Qi slowly sat down. Four figures appeared with ripples and lifted the huge chair under the man's buttocks, allowing him to sit down safely.

The man pointed at Chen Jinding and said, "Go."

"I will hold the battle for you."

"yes."

…

"who is he?"

Huanghu saw that the person who asked him was not the boy who had just overcome the tribulation and was honored. He didn't want to say it, but he explained: "The seventh generation of the Yu family has a Guanghan Taoist body. His foundation is extraordinary, and his strength is far away." There are many candidates for the Dao of the great sects, and if it is from a slightly inferior sect, he is definitely the Daoist."

Speaking of this person, Huanghu looked serious and said: "Fellow Taoist, this person is definitely not easy to deal with!"

If he met this person, Huanghu would definitely turn around and run away.

This person's Taoism is much better than that of Zhao Wudao.

"so smart."

Meng Zhi hissed.

He doesn't feel that he has sinned against this person.

How could such a big shot be alarmed?

"Not to mention the seventh child of the Yu family, even that fat man is not easy to deal with."

"he……"

When Huang Huyan spoke, Chen Jinding had already stepped into the formation.

As soon as he stepped into the formation.

Chen Jinding suddenly felt that his body weighed thousands of pounds.

To him, not to mention the weight of a thousand catties, ten thousand catties or a million catties are not a problem. However, what is puzzling is that since he stepped into the formation, it was as if the three souls had lost the seven souls and moved forward. In just three steps, the aura of his body disappeared, and a faint old man's odor emerged from his body.

"how?!"

Chen Jinding's eyes widened.

Use your magic power to set up Tao soldiers to resist.

However, the chaos in his body not only failed to stop, but also worsened rapidly.

"Come into my formation,"

"Cutting down the five senses and six senses, cutting off the brilliance of the golden elixir, dimming the aura of the Nascent Soul..., destroying the aura of the human being, and corroding the body with evil spirits..."

"Chen Jinding."

"Chen Jinding!"

"The soul is back!"

Chen Jinding seemed to hear someone calling his name.

Then there was a roar like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

Then, there was a trance.

He saw that his Yang Shen had separated from his body at some point.

Frightened, he struggled to escape back to his body.

But it was all in vain.

His body was dead.

…

A late sage.