Chapter 465 Flag Movement
Upon hearing this, the great monk clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name and said with a smile: "Amitabha, it seems there was a misunderstanding. I haven't congratulated the senior for returning to the realm of the true king. I will certainly send you a congratulatory gift from the White Bone Temple in the future."
The female grandmaster of Yu Xiuchuan rolled her eyes. The great monk just said that he wanted to slay demons, but now he changed his attitude when he saw that he was the Nascent Soul Lord. It was really embarrassing.
However, she didn't say anything, and also stopped the movement of the master next to her.
Feng Chengyin remembered his senior brother's warning, don't be fierce and brave, and know how to run when the situation is not right.
Moreover, the more he looked at the True Lord of the Soul, the more he looked like a person. That person also used a treasure pole and a soul flag, holding two horns. Speaking of which, it only happened more than ten years ago, not that long ago.
Later, I heard that a war broke out there, and I heard that the man had died.
After taking a closer look, they actually looked somewhat similar.
"etc……"
"How can there be two people so similar in the world?"
His eyes widened suddenly as if he had discovered something extraordinary.
Feng Chengyin swallowed nervously, sweating like a drizzle on his forehead. What's the similarity? It's clearly the same person. This person is the Lord of Daheishan, Tu...
He didn't dare to call out the other party's origin.
If that's really the case, don't forget that Sunset Mountain still has a gap with them.
Not to mention that the other party deliberately concealed his figure and face. If he caused trouble, wouldn't he be angry with his sect again?
If someone wants to settle the accounts of that day with his improved strength, wouldn't his inexplicable voice bring trouble to the sect? It's better to hurry up and go back. If you don't go back to the sect, you won't have the slightest sense of security.
Tu Shanjun saw Seal Chengyin in the crowd at a glance. His face was cold but with a threatening smile. His eyes only stayed for a moment and then moved away. Then he looked at the hundreds of golden elixir masters in front of him. They had already set up big guns beside them. Array.
Above the formation are large spiritual boats from different sects, and their collision decks are equipped with complex formation-defying weapons that stretch beyond the horizon. The huge magic weapon is composed of different parts and is driven by spiritual stones.
Master Ziyang and a group of junior brothers and sisters used escape techniques to appear next to Yue Yan.
"Master, how are you?"
"It's okay for me to be my master." Master Yuenyan shook his head slightly, the light in his eyes flashed, and he looked at the tall figure standing on the head of the soul flag demon. He didn't expect that Tu Shanjun had really reached the realm of the Nascent Soul.
In this way, the so-called secret technique of swallowing souls should be extremely useful.
But this kind of sorcery made Yu Yan's expression particularly solemn. This is no longer the so-called devil's omnipotence. If such a secret technique is known to others, it will cause an uproar in the spiritual world.
When the time comes, not only the righteous will come to slay the demons.
Those monks who had no hope of success, or those who were demonic monks, even pursued Tu Shanjun in the hope of obtaining such a treasure.
"he……"
Zi Shaoqing, who has become a master of Jindan, stared at the back in shock.
The figure of an old friend comes into view.
When she heard about Tu Shanjun's death, she lamented for a long time that she was jealous of talented people. She never thought that one day she would see that person again.
"What a misunderstanding!"
Master Qingxu snorted coldly: "Anyone with long eyes should be able to see his lingering evil aura. Countless monks have died in his hands. The hidden demonic flames cannot be suppressed at all."
"Whether he is a demon who takes over his body and is reborn or gains sanity, this demonic aura cannot be faked."
You don't even need to look carefully with your spiritual officer's eyes to see the darkness behind Tu Shanjun and the ferocious ghosts hidden in the darkness. Such ferocious ghosts all show the high skill of the monks who refined them.
As soon as Master Qingxu finished speaking, the leading masters were shocked.
Of course they are not blind, but now the situation is reversed, that is the Nascent Soul Lord, who dares to risk taking action against the Yuanying True Lord. Don't worry about whether he is a demon now. Survival is the most important thing.
All the masters looked at Master Qingxu in shock, and even took half a step back as if to put aside the relationship.
"Niubi, why are you suffering from mad cow disease and dying?"
"Master Qingxu, don't get distracted."
"..."
The sound transmission intertwined into a large network, and the peak master of the Zhengdao Sect was admonishing and complaining that Master Qingxu caused many troubles. Originally, they could try to escape unscathed by relying on their alliance, but now they will be held up to warm themselves up.
"You can see that spiritual treasure."
"Take the soul to refine the soul!"
"Don't you know, if we don't stop the devil while he's weak, when the time comes and he comes from one sect to another, no one will be able to resist him. Do you really think that the devil is easy to talk to?"
Naturally, Tushanjun could hear their transmission.
Qingyun Temple does have some backbone. Even after seeing him reach the realm of Yuanying, it is no wonder that he can cultivate such a disciple who has been chasing demon cultivators for two years.
However, when Qingyun Temple stood on his opposite side, Tu Shanjun felt that his bad temper was particularly annoying.
Zhengdao has a plan, and the Demon Sect is not idle either.
The old monster Xuan Sha saw clearly that the murderous intention of True Lord Yuanying was so clear that his hair stood on end. It was a throbbing that came to my heart. He understood that the Nascent Soul Demon Lord in front of him definitely wanted their lives.
The soul-honoring flag needs souls.
For the demon cultivator, there is no need for any hatred at all, as long as there is profit promotion, it is enough.
The Nascent Soul Lord in front of him is undoubtedly an authentic demon.
The other party's expression was that they wanted to take advantage of their abundant spiritual treasures.
Helpers must be found.
The old monster Xuan Sha thought of this.
"Dixie, once Yangcheng has the help of True Lord Nascent Soul, it will be difficult for us to expand. We will even have to give up our interests because we are the closest. By then, you and I will no longer have a chance to ask."
"Don't think he will let us go."
"We in the Blood Demon Sect know best about treasures such as soul flags, which require a large amount of Yin Gods to fill them. Don't blame me for not reminding you, if he wants to search for Yin Gods, he will definitely choose us."
"Taking advantage of the intersection between good and evil, as long as we can kill the demon cultivator who stole the blood essence from Junior Brother, I will give up another 20% of Yangcheng's share to our Blood Evil Sect."
"I will give you a deposit first for the mineral veins of Yinsha Mountain."
The Earthly Corpse Master moved his eyes, as if he was asking for someone's opinion through a voice transmission.
After a while, he took over the words: "Our sect also wants the secret method of forging the core of Yin Puppet. If we really kill True Lord Yuanying, our sect wants the body of True Lord Yuanying."
Xuansha's face was gloomy, the corpse of the old monster Yuanying was going to be a refined corpse, and the Blood Evil Sect had no way of surviving.
However, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.
"I'm very interested in that spiritual treasure. Is it okay?"
The one who intervened was the old demon Yuhuan. He had received instructions from above and had to test the opponent. It happened that the old monster Xuansha from the Blood Evil Sect was taking the lead, so he just got involved.
If you win, you can also get an extraordinary spiritual treasure.
"There is something our sect needs in Yangcheng. If we want to conquer Yangcheng, we must choose it first." The peak master of Lingmen said in a deep voice.
Suddenly.
A ray of light fell on Tushanjun.
It made him look sideways.
What catches the eye is a precious mirror.
The light of the treasure mirror swept across, and the demonic flames around Tushanjun ignited. The majestic evil energy that he had restrained turned into pillars of light, and the majestic pressure belonging to True Monarch Yuanying turned into cumulus clouds.
The color of heaven and earth changes.
The true form of Tushanjun's green face and fangs appeared, and the fangs hidden in his mouth grew profusely.
His red hair was spread wildly.
The bamboo-like cuticle at the top corner of the forehead protects the sky.
Blue-grey palms, purple-black oval rough nails.
This true nature is revealed in front of the world.
Although the light disappeared in a flash, Tu Shanjun still caught it. With the divine light in his eyes falling, Tu Shanjun could see through the opponent's heels at a glance, and no matter how well-hidden the aura around him was, there was still a familiar smell.
Tu Shanjun took action without hesitation. Before the man could escape, he appeared beside him and grabbed the man's head. He said with a cruel smile, "I didn't even think of looking for you first, but you guys showed up to the door."
"save……"
Before the word "fate" was spoken, a palm grew bigger and bigger in his eyes.
Like a watermelon being slapped, juice and blood flowed across the body. The man's headless body was turned into a meat pie by Tushanjun, and under the refining of the magic power, it turned into a raging evil spirit and poured into the soul flag.
All the golden elixirs and yin gods fell into Tushanjun's hands, but he did not use the soul flag to swallow the soul.
Caution is the boat.
It's okay to use evil energy to forge spiritual treasures, but if he swallows souls, his strength will increase, and there will be no way to explain it then.
"Elder!" the monk from Lingmen shouted.
Just as he was about to pounce, he found that the figure of True Monarch Nascent Soul had returned to the top of the Zunhun Banner, allowing him, the master of the golden elixir, to pounce away.
Tu Shanjun's move can scare both good and evil spirits.
Magic shields were set up one after another to protect themselves with magic treasures and talismans. The magic array on the ground was connected with the giant ship above to form a ripple formation. The magic equipment originally used to attack the Yangcheng formation was also turned and aimed at Tushanjun.
He originally wanted to use the Soul Searching Technique to search for souls, but after touching the forbidden and secret techniques, Tu Shanjun immediately stopped his hand, sealed it with the Yin Shen's seal in his hand and put it into his sleeve pocket.
The people of Ling Mo Sect are really lingering.
Now that his strength has improved further, he can try to see if he can break the Yin Shen's memory restriction.
"Take action!"
The golden elixir monks of the four major demon sects took the lead. The true meaning of the peak golden elixir tore through the pressure of Tu Shanjun's Nascent Soul, while the giant ship above and the opened snare magic weapon also showed their light under the urging of the spiritual stone.
The overwhelming spells and the magical light inspired by the magic weapon wrapped up the overwhelming pressure.
Tu Shanjun watched the overpowering spells. He did not take the initiative because he wanted to repay some of the karma and save his magic power to destroy the Blood Evil Sect. Unexpectedly, these big demon sect monks were ungrateful.
The righteous way says that he is a devil, and the evil way also says that he is a devil.
"I only wanted to destroy the Blood Evil Sect."
"I don't want you to seek death."
Tu Shanjun whispered softly with deep eyes. He explained that sentence because of Yang Cheng. He didn't want Yang Cheng to be implicated by his status as a 'devil', and he didn't want to be considered weak and vulnerable and lacking in strength.
"It just so happens that my soul flag lacks the Yin God, so I will send you all to join the flag." Tu Shanjun stepped forward, and his aura suddenly rose, turning into a wind-edged steel knife to form a magic shield.
Stretching out his hand to grasp the Soul Flag tightly, the Scarlet True Gang stood in front of him.
No matter whether it is the secret magic, Taoism or the divine light of the magic weapon, they are all blocked by this spiritual treasure's aura.
"Fellow Taoists, what are you waiting for!"
The righteous masters who had already gathered together took action with their backs in a large formation. Flying swords hung high in the sky like rain. Divine thunder storms gathered in the sky, forming a tornado that enveloped the yellow sand and turned it into mist.
This kind of momentum is even higher than when he overcame the tribulation.
At that time, it was the enemy of heaven and earth, and now it seems that it is also the enemy of heaven and earth, but it is not like a pure natural storm, but a spell inspired by spells and offensive weapons from the two paths of good and evil.
The spiritual talismans formed an array and covered the ground.
The earth turned over, and the earth and rocks burst into countless prisms, cracks and lava emerged again, and countless condensed spells caused the ground weapons that stood like mountains to surge together and gradually formed a formation blockade.
If it were a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he would also be suppressed by such a formation.
There are more than a hundred golden elixir masters, twenty or thirty of them are late-stage grand masters or above. There are also large net arrays set up and huge ships displayed. Even if they have earth-shaking abilities, they can only escape in the face of such a formation.
Tushanjun's red hair is flying.
The evil spirit in the corners of his eyes faded.
Hunting in black robe.
Blue-grey palms grasped the Soul Flag tightly, and the flag with a black background and scarlet edge wrapped around the main pole. The ferocious evil ghost at the end closed its arms and claws to protect its head, allowing Tushanjun to hold the Soul Flag upside down.
"boom!"
The figure had disappeared and the explosion sound came after several breaths.