Chapter 216 Chiyun
With a wave of his hand, he dispersed the magic domain spells and returned the remaining mana to Ding Xie.
Tu Shanjun stood on the ground with his hands behind his hands. Not far away in front of him was the golden elixir monk of the Rakshasa Void Clan, kneeling on the ground in a strange posture.
The breath is still there, and the vitality of the body is still there. ,
Just simply die.
His face was full of fear and panic, and his eyes were staring straight ahead, as if he had seen something terrifying.
The gods reveal the realm of death, which is extremely evil, seducing people with their Yin Shen seals falling into the flags.
Even Tu Shanjun didn't know what the soldier saw when he was dying.
In this battle, Tu Shanjun discovered many shortcomings. If he hadn't understood the legal domain, opened the legal domain and gained the insights of the previous banner masters, he would not have been able to win.
Tushanjun smiled and folded his fangs.
The legal domain was opened, and the understandings of the previous banner masters were integrated. Tu Shanjun also saw the banner master abilities that he had not obtained by using Wenpo.
The most powerful one was realized by Wen Yue.
‘Life and death, two moments of ephemera. ’
This is a unique skill.
This is a powerful technique that can transcend realms.
As the strength increases, it becomes more powerful.
Tushanjun couldn't help but murmur in memory, and also felt proud.
"Disciple, have you seen it?"
"I defeated the Golden Core cultivator for my master, using the technique you created."
Frustration lasts only a moment.
After all, Tushanjun has become a golden elixir and will not be immersed in it for a long time.
When he embarked on the path to immortality, he had to carry a lot of things, and he had no time to dwell on the sorrows of the past.
…
The ghosts of the early Jindan entered the banner, and Tu Shanjun did not break through to the middle stage of the Jindan as expected.
It's just that his own aura is thicker and has risen to the extreme.
This was within Tu Shanjun's expectation. Most of the pure evil energy carried by the Yin Shen was absorbed by the soul flag, which shortened the time for the soul flag to advance.
Due to the limitations of the soul flag, his share was very small.
Coupled with the bottleneck, low-grade magic weapons are not enough to support his mid-stage golden elixir body, so his strength has not improved beyond the realm.
Just like a magic weapon cannot support him to achieve the golden elixir, a low-grade magic weapon cannot support him to achieve the middle stage of the golden elixir.
The improvement of the soul banner will always be walking on two legs. When the quality of the soul banner is reached, the strength of the main soul will not be limited.
It's not all bad.
At least the soul banner's advancement requirements are greatly reduced, and there is also a Yin Shen in the early stage of the golden elixir to help.
The power of the soul flag ultimately depends on the strength of the ghosts within the flag.
"Won?!"
Ding Xie suddenly felt the calmness of his own mana, and the return of most of his mana.
Dantian, which was about to bottom out, has also recovered.
The strength at the peak of Foundation Establishment came into play and quickly suppressed the Yin evil brought about by the Yin Soul Pill.
The face that was originally as golden as paper turned red again. Although it was unusually pale, fortunately, the original spiritual base was not damaged. This is the greatest luck.
"We won." Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.
There is no need to fight, so there is no need to allocate mana on a large scale. Maintaining the body does not cost much mana.
The battle, which can be said to be thousands of words long, actually only lasts for a little more than two quarters of an hour. Counting the initial obstruction, it does not even last an hour.
Tushanjun has tried his best and used all available means.
The amount of mana drawn is about 40% of that of a normal Golden Elixir cultivator.
No longer worried, Ding Xie let out a sigh of relief, and his exhausted body almost fell down from the blood rock.
The soul flag of Zhang Xuzun behind him has also returned to its original size.
Falling into his hands, it was magically restrained.
Black and red banners wrapped the main black jade pole.
Lying flat on his back, imageless on the blood rock, he looked up at the blood cave. The white bone spurs were like randomly interspersed beams supporting the entire cave to prevent it from collapsing.
Under the bright light, fine dust could be seen falling, turning Ding Xie into a disgrace.
He reached out and wiped it without paying any attention.
It is not easy to save one's life, and how can one not touch a leaf?
Puff, laugh out loud.
Ding Xie couldn't help laughing.
Smiling and laughing, he became silent again.
He took out the healing elixir from the holding talisman and took it for both internal and external injuries. He hid the soul flag in his arms and was not in a hurry to call Tushanjun back.
Until I heard shouting next to me.
"Senior brother."
Turning his head and looking over, Gu Xiao dragged the unconscious Li Shengli out of the mud of the cave with difficulty.
The whole body was covered with brown mud.
He was grabbing Li Shengli by the collar, looking very embarrassed.
Above the head is a crumbling blood-colored dome with countless bone spurs lying across it. Underfoot is brown mud about ten feet deep. The blood rock where Ding Xie is is the only place to stay, and it can be called the best footing.
Ding Xie had no energy left to help them.
Most of his mana is needed to suppress the side effects caused by the Yinhun Dan, and he is in a state of powerlessness.
As embarrassed as he is, he is still alive at least.
Tushanjun also didn't reach out his hand, and his scarlet eyes swept over.
Gu Xiao, who was soaked in the mud, was so shocked that he even stopped climbing. He didn't know what to look like and could only stay and wait.
Originally, Tu Shanjun was planning to kill Li Shengli.
Thinking that this person had contributed a lot during the fight, he showed some mercy.
Moreover, since his magic power is no longer there, let him live first and save his little life.
Gu Xiao's nervous heart jumped in his throat, probably because the ghost cultivator's gaze moved over.
This is a golden elixir monk, and he still fought and killed a golden elixir monk of the same level. His foundation-building strength is just a bigger ant in the eyes of others.
If you don't know the other party's purpose, how can you dare to act randomly.
He didn't even dare to stare at the black-robed ghost Xiu Duo.
In the end, he could only turn to Ding Xie and turn his attention to Ding Xie.
It can be seen that the message conveyed is: 'Brother, help...'. ’
Tu Shanjun did not embarrass this person. The other party did not see the magic of the Zunhun Banner. He did not know the origin of Tu Shanjun, and he was Ding Xie's sect.
There is no reason to kill him.
…
In front of the ruins of the branch hall, a figure walked over.
The hooded man looked up at the black crack above that had been fixed into a door. There was still light and shadow on the opposite side.
"Your Excellency, who is it?"
The shadow in the black door was full of questions and vigilance.
The sound is distorted on both sides and sounds a little out of frame and intermittent.
The hooded man chuckled and took out a jade talisman from his arms.
Throwing it into the door, a faint voice sounded: "We are just a group of lonely ghosts who want to get back what once belonged to us."
"If you lose, someone will use this square jade talisman to contact you again."
The jade talisman thrown into the black door sank as if into water, and the light and shadow in the door were seen waving, and he said proudly and even with satisfaction: "We will not lose, no matter how strong the one in Dongyuan City is, We will also take care of it.”
"hey-hey!"
The hooded man laughed softly, and it was unclear whether it was ridicule or anticipation of the consequences.
Without another word, he turned and left.
Only the door made of vibrating black cracks remained.
The light and shadow in the door seemed to be meditating, and there was no more sound.
The rift is unstable, and the ability to send monks in the Golden Core stage to the past is already the limit. This can only be done with the support of the clan elders. Otherwise, this rift will only allow monks in the Foundation Establishment stage to fly over.
But it doesn't matter, Jin Dan's initial strength is enough.
The opening of the crack means that the seal is disintegrated, and it will not stay in place for long. After buying some time, it will be the day when they can escape from the Rakshasa Void Cave Heaven.
As the figure disappeared, the originally shaking door seemed to have stabilized a lot after encountering a huge wave.
But he didn't know that just now, the soldier who had high hopes had become the ghost in Tushanjun's banner.
…
"The sounds of fighting have stopped."
The foundation-building monks who were protecting several Qi-training realms looked at the place where the sound came from.
He didn't expect it to end so soon.
However, there was no sound, which was not good news for them.
The foundation-building monk grabbed the long hair that was in front of his forehead. He felt that it was in the way, so he cut it into short pieces with a sword.
It startled all the junior disciples around him.
Waited for another quarter of an hour.
"Don't come out, I'll go take a look from the front."
Using seals to seal the tight seams of the rock seal, and then adding formations, the foundation-building monks drilled upwards along the mouse holes they had made.
The junior fellow apprentices were not able to notice the difference due to their lack of cultivation, but as a foundation-building monk, it was different. He could feel the difference.
Once the golden elixir cultivator frees his hands, the disciples of Wanfa Sect will suffer.
If they are scattered, they are easier to defeat individually. If they can be gathered together, they can still fight.
After twisting and turning for dozens of breaths, with countless twists and turns, I finally reached the hole above.
After flying for more than ten breaths, he suddenly stopped and lowered his voice to test with his spiritual consciousness.
"Senior brother?"
"Junior Brother Wei."
As soon as his spiritual consciousness touched him, he could clearly distinguish his feet based on the fluctuations of his magic power. When he looked at each other, he turned out to be his fellow junior brother. But as soon as he approached, the foundation-building monk's expression condensed and his face showed sadness: "Junior Brother Wei, you..."
The young man known as Junior Brother put on a pale smile. The magic sword in his hand was bumpy and bumpy. His left arm had long since disappeared, leaving only a huge wound that soaked his clothes with blood.
Senior Brother Li hurried over, stuffed the elixir into the man's mouth, pushed it down, and stared wide-eyed: "Junior brother, your legs!"
It’s hard to imagine how this person managed to cut off his arms and legs and fight his way out.
"There are still people...alive."
The young man with broken limbs pointed to a pool of blood not far away. There were several corpses lying on the ground, and the corpses of the Rakshasa Clan were piled aside.
The foundation-building cultivator dug out the body of his fellow junior sister who was still breathing while crawling around, regardless of the blood.
"Why is it happening like that!"
Brother Li's eyes turned red and he hurriedly searched for the living person.
The Rakshasa Void monk who was lying in a pool of blood next to the cave suddenly shot out, about to hit the unsuspecting man.
"Chi!"
A red light flashed.
The foundation-building monks of the Rakshasa Void Clan immediately melted into black residue. When senior brother Li looked back, he saw a red-haired Taoist wearing black and white robes standing next to him.
The Taoist's eyes were filled with blazing fire, and every move he made carried great pressure.
"Master!" The monk surnamed Li cried.
It was as if a child who had been bullied met his own adult who upheld justice.
All the grievances in my heart surged up.
My eyes were wet and my nose was sore.
The foundation-building monk who had lost his hands and feet howled loudly, his face stained with blood: "Why did you come here?"
"I'm sorry, Master, I'm late."
The red-haired Taoist spoke out in comfort.
There was a sigh and self-blame in his voice.
Take out the elixir from the storage bag.
The magic seal was used to replenish the robes on their bodies, and the magic power turned into silk threads to pull them up like a light mask.
The disciples of the Wanfa Sect were found in a pool of blood, fed with elixirs alive, and put their bodies into storage bags.
Then it turned into a escaping light and started searching along the cave.
The mana of the late Jindan master turned into long silk threads and bloomed, like dense red clouds, illuminating the entire cave.
Russia.
A total of forty-seven disciples of Wanfa Sect were all found by him, but only twenty-six were left alive, and seven foundation-building monks were left.
Counting Ding Xie, there should be eight.
…
Tushanjun's expression changed slightly, and a huge aura poured into the blood cave.
That's simply not the pressure that the golden elixir can bring in its early stage.
The aura carried powerful magic power and turned into a light shield to protect Ding Xie, Gu Xiao and Li Shengli, who was seriously injured and unconscious.
Faintly.
The breath locked onto his body as if aimed at him.
"Master is here."
Gu Xiao was immediately overjoyed. He was as happy as a child and started dancing.
On the contrary, Ding Xie hoped that the sect's support would arrive, but he was more worried about Tu Shanjun.
It would be bad if there was a conflict with the sect.
I'm late from working overtime, so I can only update once today.
This kind of emergency situation is difficult to control, so Lingshan tries his best to overcome it. (It’s not about running away, it’s really taking up time in life)