Chapter 513 Retribution

Tu Shanjun melted the old man's body into evil spirit, and then threw the soul flag in his hand. The boundless demonic energy acts as evil spirit, and there is no way to completely absorb it for a while, so he simply lets the soul flag be used.

The sky above the entire Blood Evil Sect was completely covered by the thick evil spirit.

Under the refining of the Killing Formation of the Ghost King of the Ten Directions, countless souls and ghosts were captured into the illusory little banners. When those ghosts and gods were thrown into the soul flags, they also became the power supplement of Tushanjun when they condensed into physical bodies. Enter the killing array.

The red-haired monk at the top of the sky waved away the evil spirit weapon in front of him. What came towards him was an old man with a withered figure. The old man was holding a small ax in his hand that was as white as tree bark and like a palm.

He raised his ax and faced Tu Shanjun, staring blankly at his great-uncle being chopped off by the horned monk. Not even Yin Shen and Yuanying could escape.

He was no longer shocked, but at a loss.

Completely stunned in place.

"Why! Why do you have to destroy my Blood Evil Sect? Why are you so strong? Why..." Master Xuansha roared sadly, hissing for a long time, and his bloodshot eyeballs seemed to burst out from their sockets.

"I ask myself that I have never offended any senior."

"Why are you full of murderous intent!" Master Xuan Sha roared heart-breakingly, as if he just wanted to know an answer and had no intention of escaping.

He knew that he couldn't escape at all.

Even the master's uncle who was possessed by the devil and turned around was no match for this person, so how could he escape.

No matter how little attention he paid to his disciples, this sect was the one who gave birth to and raised him after all. It was all his hard work and dedication that he had put in. To be destroyed so easily by someone, even at the peak of his golden elixir, he was almost going crazy.

"You ask why?"

Tu Shanjun suddenly laughed, and then continued: "You ask why, I still want to ask why."

"Why would the devil go to a remote village, trick all the women, children, young and old in that village into a killing array, and turn them all into nourishment for a magical weapon?"

"Why, the devil wants to torture a person who has just come back from the dead. He obviously cherishes the opportunity given to him by heaven."

"Why did you have to peel off his skin and cramps, break his bones, cut off his tongue, and hollow out his flesh and blood?"

"You asked me why, but I want to ask you why he did this." Tu Shanjun no longer concealed the fangs in his mouth and the ferocious look on his face.

A pair of scarlet eyes stared at Master Xuansha.

Xuan Sha was frightened by the shocking aura and took two steps back. He shook his head and struggled to shout: "What does this have to do with us? It has nothing to do with me or our Blood Evil Sect. I have no idea what you are talking about." .”

"That demon cultivator's name is Zhao Shixian, and he is a disciple of your Blood Evil Sect."

"The magic weapon he refined is called the 'Soul Flag', and it is the mainstay magic weapon of your Blood Evil Sect."

Master Xuansha's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip. He did not analyze anything from them for a while. He only felt a terrible idea forming in his mind.

However, at this time, he was still struggling: "But what you are doing is different from that person. You are also a demon, and you also use the killing array to surround us, and you also want to turn us into food and nourishment for the spiritual treasure in your hand. "

"You can kill people with just a nod of your head, how can your methods be so cruel!"

"cruel?"

"Hahaha."

Tushanjun laughed loudly.

Demon sects, demon leaders, and demon cultivators are cruel to a ghost like him.

His expression suddenly changed, and he said sternly: "Do you think I'm a saint? I'm a fucking evil ghost, a fierce ghost crawling back from hell to take your lives!"

"No one from the Blood Evil Sect will be left alive," Tu Shanjun said coldly.

When he spoke, his fangs had been folded and hidden, and the green face and ferocious look on his face had been restrained by him.

Master Xuan Sha, who fell beside him, pointed at Tu Shanjun with disbelief on his face.

Thinking of what happened last time after Junior Brother Xueyuan got the Soul Flag, he suddenly screamed: "You, you, you..., you are not a human being."

Then he told something that even he himself found unbelievable.

"You are the main soul of this spiritual treasure!"

Tu Shanjun was noncommittal and not surprised at all.

If Master Xuansha hasn't figured it out after he said so much, then Xuansha's cultivation at the peak of the golden elixir has been cultivated to the point of a dog's belly.

In fact, Master Xuansha had some speculations at first, but after Tu Shanjun was defeated by one against a hundred, his suspicions were dispelled, and he began to think that Junior Brother Xueyuan's entrance into the devil might indeed be forced by the hidden Nascent Soul Yin God.

However, when he appeared here with nothing, even though he did not know the reason from the top-cornered demon cultivator, he analyzed it himself and found out that he was not even a monk who destroyed their Blood Evil Sect.

Not stupid, but that's all. "

Tu Shanjun said softly, covering Master Xuansha with his palms: "You can't be considered a fool." Master Xuansha had already lost all hope. He didn't expect that in another village, the so-called Yuanying great monk was actually the main soul of Lingbao.

If such news spreads, the entire Xiaohuang Territory will also regard the Soul Reverend Banner as an artifact and pursue it. When he was about to take action, he realized that countless black threads had penetrated his body, and he couldn't even move his magic power.

Lifting the killing ax and lightly striking Tushanjun's body-protecting sword, Master Xuansha suddenly showed a weird smile: "Demon Lord, I am dead, but it's a pity that you have to hide here and there in this life, and you are so scared. The lost dog.”

The corners of Tushanjun's lips curved: "I will take the entire Blood Evil Sect and hide in Tibet."

Master Xuansha's expression changed drastically, and he was about to curse when he suddenly realized that he couldn't make a sound at all. It turned out that the black silk thread had passed through his neck, and his head had long been separated from his body.

But in a blink of an eye, the flesh and blood turned into evil energy and was absorbed by the Soul Flag, and the Yin God was also dragged into the Soul Flag by the black thread.

When Master Xuan Sha walked out of the Zunhun Banner again, he stood beside Tu Shanjun with an expressionless face. Tu Shanjun pointed to the thirty-two peaks and the twenty-one floating islands in the distance and said, "Go, it's useless to keep them any longer."

The human-killing ax carried by Master Xuansha turned into black light, piercing through a suspended floating island like a shooting star. Under the powerful attack, the floating island fell from the sky with a bang.

Such a scene is not an exaggeration to call it the end of the world.

Broken mountain peaks crushed the city, and falling floating islands crushed the long palaces. Under the ruins, there were no living creatures, only large swathes of sinister ghosts carrying black mist wandering around.

The evil spirits are silent.

Bringing silence and death.

Tu Shanjun watched everything, turned his magic skills and said softly: "Xuesha Sect, get rid of them!"

Under the entanglement of countless evil spirits, the Soul Flag was transformed. Countless scarlet blood-like threads emerged from the black gold main pole, and two fairy catkins hanging from the side of the flag surrounded the Soul Flag.

Along with the illusory little flags pouring into the main soul flag, the soul flag has been upgraded from a low-grade spiritual treasure to a mid-grade spiritual treasure.

Even Tushanjun's strength has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Terrifying pressure and divine consciousness blossomed.

Tu Shanjun recalled the soul flag and felt the power surging through his body.

His face was filled with the joy of getting revenge, and he didn't seem to care about the addition of his own cultivation. What makes him even more delighted is that Taiyi Zhenjun's magic power is very deep, which is more than enough to support his body in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

However, Taiyi Zhenjun looked a little more horrified.

How could he have another 10% of his already not rich mana taken away? Even with his wealth, he couldn't spend his mana like this, especially when he had to support his old friend against Yang Zongchen of Tianyang Shenzong.

Not to mention the many spiritual treasures on his body.

These are no small expenses.

Tushanjun didn't know how to use his magic power sparingly.

It is also because Tushanjun has not used all his strength for many years, so it is inevitable that he is a little more diligent in allocating his mana.

Furthermore, as cultivation level increases, more mana is required. It was a rare moment of such leisure. Don't say that Tushanjun didn't know clearly, even if he knew clearly, he pretended to be confused.

However, such an incident allowed Yang Zongchen to seize the opportunity and get close when Taiyi Zhenjun's magic power was not connecting smoothly. The protective ring pressed against his palm and turned into a steel knife, which struck Zhenjun Taiyi's The door will be split in front of you.

However, his expression froze midway, and he jumped back suddenly, widening the distance between Taiyi Zhenjun.

He stared at Zhenjun Taiyi with a solemn expression.

When Taiyi Zhenjun was confused, he suddenly heard a voice beside him: "I thought I could use this moment to catch you off guard, but I reacted very quickly."

The speaker's expression was indifferent, and his scarlet hair was spread wildly.

"You..." Yang Zongchen looked at the person and opened his mouth in surprise.

The aura of the man in front of him was clearly the same as his, and even if there was a slight difference, it was not very big. Looking at the man's face, it was the great master of alchemy who was standing next to Master Yuyan when the Fire Phoenix Ship arrived that day.

A sudden breakthrough, or something else? Yang Zongchen didn't know, he just thought it was really evil. How could such an ordinary little place as Xiaohuangyu still have Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?

There are ruthless characters with many spiritual treasures and powerful puppets, and there are also great masters who can refine the Dragon Mark Infant Transformation Pill. What's even more coincidental is that these are all encountered by Zhenren Yuyan, and they have some interactions.

Even Yang Zongchen couldn't help but wonder: "Does Zi Daoxu really have such great luck?" He shook his head and muttered: "No, no, even if he really has such great luck, there is no way to rely on waste." The elixir forms the Nascent Soul.”

"Without Nascent Soul's cultivation and blessed lifespan, no matter how talented you are, you will become a handful of loess."

Tushanjun laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

"Do you really think I will give Senior Yueyan a waste elixir?"

Yang Zongchen's eyes were focused on Tu Shanjun.

Tu Shanjun said calmly: "Two materials were used to refine a total of two elixirs, one good and one useless elixir. Since you have appeared here, I think Senior Yueyan has borrowed the good elixir to form the Nascent Soul." .”

Yang Zongchen's eyes widened suddenly, remembering that day in Yangcheng, and shouted: "You are cheating! It's impossible, you lied to me."

"There is a big problem with the Dragon Tiger Qi, so I will abandon it and continue to refine the elixir."

"It's ridiculous that you came to kill me. I'm afraid you'll miss the birth of a baby by Senior Yueyan."