I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Ouyang Qiu Xianzhang's heart clenched.

The soul-revering banner on his left hand suddenly disappeared.

His slender eyes looked forward without any movement.

The annihilation of thousands of rivers and mountains was not enough to cause him any emotional disturbance.

The only thing that confused Ouyang Qiuxian was that part of his mana loss was incorporated into the soul flag without permission.

Immediately, he calmed down, locked the sea of ​​​​dharma in his Dantian, and said calmly: "All dharma returns to its origin, and the destroyed dharma flourishes. The creation of the Shantian and the Earth has been applied to my body to make the great world without leakage."

"Thousands of techniques, thousands of methods."

"Cultivating me will never destroy the true devil."

"How can you, a misguided person who doesn't even understand the way forward, be able to spy on it?"

The thin figure stands in the sky and the earth, like a pillar standing in the sky.

Even if the whole body is broken, just like he said, next to him is the most stable world.

Ouyang Qiuxian's cold voice resounded.

"If you were still alive in the previous life, I would have respected you. But now it's just a holy soldier who hangs himself. An Neng can make me change my mind."

"Even if you can explode the world and shatter the void."

"I am still walking on flat ground."

In this world, only Daojun can kill Daojun, and only Daojun-level self-immolation can make fear flash across his face.

It was just the self-destruction of a peerless holy weapon. Even with the current situation, the peerless holy weapon would completely wipe out thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and it would only cause him minor injuries.

It was only a minor injury that would heal on its own with just a breath of air.

"out!"

A small bell appeared in Ouyang Qiuxian's withered hand.

jingle.

The broken world immediately stopped.

In the void.

Tiger Tomb.

The red-haired ghost king murmured softly: "The self-destruction of the Soul Banner to the Peerless Saint Weapon is very powerful, but it still cannot shake the Tao Lord's body."

He understood the gap between the Saint and the Dao Lord when he saw Brother Yuyan's bloody attack. The difference between the Saint and the Dao Lord seemed to be only one realm, but in fact it was like a chasm in the sky, not to mention the five steps of the Saint.

That is to say, after the Zunhun Banner accumulated strength and was promoted to a holy soldier with the help of Yin Shen's evil spirit, it greatly made up for Tu Shanjun's own lack of combat power.

Otherwise, Ouyang Qiuxian would not call Zunhun Banner a peerless holy weapon.

In his eyes, the Soul Banner of the Advanced Saint Artifact is also extremely top-notch among the holy soldiers. Even the many treasures in his hand are not as good as the Soul Banner. The only thing that can be said to be superior is that place. Soul-fixing fairy bell.

However, it was a magic weapon that he spent all his wealth to refine.

I just didn't expect it, and I couldn't say more than half a sentence.

The main soul of this holy soldier is a madman.

Before he could control the soul flag, the main soul activated its self-destruction.

Normally, the self-destruction of a treasure would be triggered by the owner's thoughts and activate his divine consciousness. However, there is a main soul in this treasure, and he will take advantage of his opportunity to detonate the treasure.

Even if he wanted to stop it, it was too late.

"I already knew it."

Tushanjun looked calm.

Even though there was a gap in realm, the methods he used were not conventional.

Such a method may only be used once in a lifetime. Once used, it is 90% likely to result in death. Although Tu Shanjun had already thought of it, using it like this is indeed a helpless move.

Since we can't talk about it.

There is no need to say more.

There is no need to maintain the so-called superior demeanor.

After all, he was an evil spirit to begin with.

Leng Shuang's face turned ferocious, her white face suddenly turned ashen, and the curled fangs in her mouth broke away wantonly: "Return to the ruins without a shore!"

Buzz!

Inner bounds stretch.

A vast and wild city is located.

"Backlash."

The bell stopped ringing.

Under the protection of the white divine light, the Yu Lingguan could clearly see that the thin middle-aged man on the general worshiping platform was distracted for a moment.

Then the boundless black light spread like a tide.

Knowledge within the sea.

Lotus base.

The Dao Lord who was sitting cross-legged on him slowly opened his eyes: "What kind of evil is it? You come in the mist and don't worship the Dao when you see it?"

Bada.

Iron boots fall.

The dragon walks and the tiger steps.

A tall figure was revealed when the turbid air from all directions settled.

Shadows follow you, and evil spirits gather in your body.

The black and red ripples were like a courtier retreating slowly, but he did not dare to leave the tall figure approaching. It was like the fairy catkins attached to his body were rolling and fluttering in the breeze.

King's crown and robe.

A total of eighteen bead curtains hang down from the front and back.

The bead curtain moved slightly.

Under the crown is a green face, with black and red immortal eyes looking straight ahead.

He didn't answer or say anything, but took another step.

"Having seen the true way."

"You will die without regrets!"

One word fell.

The black fire burns itself.

The tall ghost king in royal robes lit up the sky-burning fire.

A little while.

Only one skeleton remained, and even the high head lowered.

The Taoist on the Taoist throne waved his hand as usual, and the smoke was like dust that should not be contaminated on the Taoist Lord, drifting into the distance, and then turned into nothingness on the way.

Even the skeleton standing in the flames.

Skeleton devil, difficult to open and close.

He also took another step.

boom.

With one step, the burning fire disappeared without a trace, the flesh and blood were reshaped, the muscles and bones grew, and even the royal robe and crown on his body was restored.

Tu Shanjun's immortal eyes passed by, and his hoarse and unpleasant voice resounded throughout the world: "Immortal bones, immortal corpses, and immortal souls, forge my immortal Tao body."

"If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening."

"I came from hell, and Mayfly asked the real immortal!"

The red-haired ghost king raised his blue-and-black ghost hand. His purple-black nails were broken, and thick blood was sprayed in the air. He drew a talisman in the air. It didn't seem to be a talisman, but a huge prototype of a book page. Under the outline of the gesture, A name emerged.

"Ouyang Qiuxian."

"Er, are you a true immortal?"

Facing the Ghost King's inquiry, Dao Lord sat calmly, but a strange color appeared on Gujing Wubo's face.

He had clearly effortlessly killed the ghost king who broke into his sea of ​​consciousness just now, but in the blink of an eye this monster had regrouped, and its source was none other than his own magic power.

In other words, in this state, he was unable to completely lock in the use of mana as before.

"What kind of magical power is this?"

Ouyang Qiuxian was confused.

No matter what kind of magical power it is, it would be best not to destroy the Ghost King.

"You are not a true immortal, but your name is on the life and death poster!"

"Life and death stickers, such a big tone."

"It's a pity that no one can decide my life or death."

Dao Lord, who was walking in the air, appeared in front of the Ghost King, and his big withered hand fell down without hesitation.

With a palm fall, thousands of spiritual auras suddenly stopped. In an instant, the eyes of the charming red-haired ghost king in front of him completely lost color, and he sluggishly put down the palm with the life and death sticker written on it.

Bang!

The head of the red-haired ghost king suddenly exploded.

Ouyang Qiuxian was surprised.

A few moments.

Just like printing, the headless body has been reshaped, and the look in his eyes remains: "Ouyang Qiuxian..."

Another palm fell, Ouyang Qiuxian said in surprise: "Restriction?"

Before he could examine it carefully, a burst of black light completely turned the world upside down.

…

Chen Tianba has long inspired his family heritage.

Obviously, under that terrifying black light tide, his foundation was not enough to support him to survive. Chen Tianba said angrily: "Damn, if I had known better, I wouldn't have joined in the damn fun. I would have lost myself." Life."

Angry queen is helpless.

He couldn't change anything at all.

If those talented Taoists can still survive, it is because they all have life-saving treasures given by their ancestors, or because they have great opportunities and have the foundation to resist.

As a dabbler, neither good nor bad, he is in an awkward position.

It wouldn't be called great, but it would be okay if it were said to be bad.

This is what makes him increasingly unwilling.

"well."

"Time is destiny!"

If he was given another chance, he would definitely not join in the fun.

The last time I saw the Zunhun Banner in the City of All Things, I almost lost my life, and now it was no longer necessary. It was already certain that I would die.

"If I survive this time, I will never get involved in the Soul Flag thing again."

Of course, he wouldn't survive this time, and even if he was lucky enough to survive, the Zunhun Banner would self-destruct. How could he get involved in the future? There would be one less spiritual treasure in the world.

The scene of fighting for the treasure today really allowed him to see the grand scene after the weapon spirit treasure appeared in the world.

Buzz.

Black light came.

Who would have guessed.

Not far from him, it seemed like a wall reaching the sky stood in front of him.

Chen Tianba's eyes widened suddenly and he quickly looked up to the sky.

Five magical powers appeared in the sky.

One bell encompasses the past and present.

A sword split the long river.

One flag creates a supreme barrier.

A gourd lifted everyone up.

…

"Pity."

A faint sigh came.

The young figure stood in the sky.

"What a pity, we didn't expect this result that day."

A ball of white light stood beside the young man. He was controlling an infinity clock, completely covering the vast world under the clock, and even the spreading black light was trapped in it.

A loud voice came from the distance, with a hint of complaint and joy in his tone.

He said: "Fortunately, those who came to the center of this heavy fog are Taoist geniuses, and they have the amulets of their elders, otherwise no one would be spared. When this matter is over, the Yu family will give an explanation to each family!"

"good."

"There must be a reasonable explanation this time." The Taoist in charge of Xinghuang Banner in the West said coldly.

Not just an explanation, if the six Tao Lords hadn't arrived and taken action to reduce the impact, let alone the central Taoist genius who couldn't escape, the younger generation of each family would have been purged.

Most of those listed are geniuses who are rare to see in a thousand years.

Not to mention that every one of them is amazingly talented. They are basically seedlings who can become enlightened. They are the next generation of anti-ding monks. Once they are damaged, they can be re-cultivated, which is equivalent to falling behind an era.

How can we compete with our predecessors?

How can we complete our great plan in this life?

He even had reason to suspect that the Yu family had directed and acted on their own.

The young man smiled bitterly, cupped his hands and said, "The Yu family will never excuse their mistakes."

"Fellow Taoist, you should take care of the present first."

"The young man who is really a demon is not dead yet."

…

The two clear and turbid qi in the center shook open, revealing a human figure.

The middle-aged man in gray robe could no longer maintain his grace, his expression gloomy, and he glanced at his empty left arm.

The sweetness in his mouth could no longer be suppressed.

He never expected that the self-destruction of the peerless holy weapon would be so powerful. It not only shattered half of his body, but also damaged his consciousness.

He obviously didn't practice seriously.

Damage to the physical body is not a big deal at all.

With one movement of Xuan Gong, bones grow and flesh and blood are reshaped.

Even if there is only one drop of blood left, he can be reborn with blood.

The most terrible thing is actually the damage to the spiritual consciousness.

This is not something that can be restored by using physical skills. Injury to the consciousness cannot be cured without medicine and stones. It must also be treated with natural materials and earthly treasures that are suitable for the situation.

Ignoring the embarrassment on his body, he stared at the sky, where the six figures stood in six directions.

Ouyang Qiuxian looked down and saw that the Tianjiao Daozi around him had long disappeared. It turned out to be the tricks of those six people.

Seeing such a situation, even Ouyang Qiuxian had to think carefully.

The young man took a step forward and said, "Fellow Taoist Ouyang, do you understand your sin?"

Ouyang Qiuxian shook his arms.

The body suddenly compensated.

"What does this mean, fellow Taoist?"

"Today's events."

"You have to give each family an explanation."

"What if I say no."

The young man continued: "With half a word of "no", I will teach you how to die and how to disappear!"