I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1139 Magnificent

Chapter 1139 Magnificent

"Form a formation." Old man Zhou with a broken leg shouted sternly.

The boy tilted his head and said, "We have killed Sanhua Daojun before. The aura on Yanfu is unusual. Be careful."

The armless man shouted in a muffled voice: "Don't let any powerful person break through the defense line we have built."

"Look at this big banner!"

Granny Qin, who was wearing the imperial veil, pointed at the long banner.

"All disciples of my Immortal Sect."

"Those who die and disappear will enter the banner!"

"Please, brother, help strengthen our sect!" Granny Qin looked at Tu Shanjun.

The elders of the Taiyi Shengxian Sect bowed.

in unison:

"Please, Senior Brother, strengthen our Immortal Sect!"

The great elder Chongming of the Tianyang Divine Sect roared: "Even if I shed my last drop of Phoenix blood, I will fight to the last soldier and never retreat a single step!"

"Don't retreat!"

Xiong Jianzun shouted, "Cover the old Taoist and charge forward!"

The eight Dao Lords formed a guarding V-shape, covering Tushan Lord in the middle. Dozens of Dao Lords who were also flying were like outstretched bare arms.

As the formation changed, it was like a long sword splitting the domain barrier of the Demon Abyss. Demonic energy rushed towards him, and what came into view was a stream of mysterious breath of the Great Dao rising into the sky.

Those were obviously the powerful Dao Lords who were fighting against them.

Tu Shanjun had no time to think or be moved, as he had to concentrate on the battlefield.

Win.

It is worth a thousand words.

The divine consciousness spans the sky, encompassing the universe.

Among the countless figures, he suddenly locked onto Yanbu, who was in the battle formation and surrounded by many powerful people.

He wears a Xuanxian crown, a Dadao robe, and turns the Buddha rosary in his hand.

Lord Yanfu slowly stood up.

The mighty one beside me stepped into the sky.

Among the hundreds of Dao Lords, only a few showed up.

"Hmph, you don't dare to see people?" Xiong Jianzun sneered.

He never hides himself when he blocks others, which is a reflection of his strength.

Even if these cowards who are afraid of death have the advantage in numbers, they are nothing but cowards in his eyes because they have no courage.

"Be careful."

"I have recognized several fellow Taoists."

Old man Zhou, who had no legs, conveyed the message to Xiong Jianzun.

His eyes were full of solemnity.

It can be said that they are hiding their heads and showing their tails, but it is undeniable that these people are all strong.

There are more than ten Three Flower Taoists alone, more than twice as many as them.

In a fight between people of the same level, a slight difference can determine the outcome. Now that the other side has the advantage in numbers, the gap is even bigger.

In other words, it was these cultivators who crawled out from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Otherwise, if the cultivators had not experienced the great battles, they would probably turn around and tear open the void.

"pity……"

Xiong Jianzun sighed secretly. He should continue to work hard to convince the clan monks and should not follow his arrogant temper. If he had the support of the Underworld Clan, the pressure of this battle would be greatly reduced.

Although he also understood that the Underworld Clan would not take action because of his persuasion.

Whoever wins, who they help.

This is the key for large clans to maintain their heritage, and also the basis for them to be fence-sitters.

The reason why he did not take over the underworld when it was empty was because the underworld had already won a game.

"The Daojun has more than three times as many as us."

"Whoever dies will be included in the banner."

"I didn't intend to return alive from this battle."

"..."

The elders of Taiyi Shengxian Sect, who were the main force, communicated with each other.

……

Gui Fangyang stood in front with a big smile, and said, "Old Ghost Ping, the old, weak, sick and disabled of your Taiyi Shengxian Sect have all come out. Are you planning to destroy the sect? Why don't you go back now and wait for us to defeat the Hades, so that you can continue to live forever. Otherwise, when your lifespan is over, you will have to die obediently."

Another Three-Flower Mighty Man wearing a black iron mask glanced over indifferently and said, "You're right. We don't want to die obediently."

"The purpose of cultivation is to achieve longevity."

The old man took over the conversation and smiled, "Now that we have finally achieved immortality, do you still want to put a knife on our necks again?"

"The Underworld wants to follow the path of the Ancient Divine Court again, but we will never agree to that."

"Whoever helps the underworld is the enemy of all cultivators in the world."

Everyone was talking, and the ones who were talking were all Three Flowers Taoists. In this war, only the Three Flowers Taoists could speak. Even if the others had anything to say, they had to keep it in their hearts and communicate with each other.

Ping Chaojing pointed at the other person with his withered finger, then moved his finger to point at another person, and called out the names: "Old Monster Huang, Old Ghost Hua, Lord of Free and Easy Way, God of Disease, Taoist Priest of Immortality, Upside-down Bodhisattva, King of Joy, King of Qilin, Marquis Tiexian, ..."

After pointing out nine people in a row, he put down his finger and said, "There are not many Daojuns in the world, and even fewer who can reach the level of three flowers."

"I can't know them all."

The Three Flowers Daojuns whose names were called out had different expressions. Some simply took off their disguises, while some remained unmoved. They came here to kill people, not to identify anyone.

Even if they could point out all of them, they would not be able to stop their will to destroy the Soul Banner and break the underworld. Other forces might even have to thank them for their efforts.

Destroy the underworld and rise up, destroy the Chakravartin.

"The end of life will eventually have an impact on your cultivation. If you are not afraid of death, you can try the long sword in my hand." Ping Chaojing stepped forward and pressed the sword case.

"Humph!"

"Ping Old Ghost."

"Others may be afraid of you, but I am not." Tiexianhou walked out of the crowd.

"Don't worry, my friend on the railway. We can just join forces." The immortal Taoist went into battle with a smile on his face.

The sick god laughed loudly and formed a triangle formation: "I have heard that the Ping Dynasty competed in swordsmanship. Why not let me, the sick god, have a say?"

"Come!"

The four of them immediately split the void.

"I've heard that Brother Qin from the Taiyi Shengxian Sect is extremely handsome and elegant." King Huanxi walked out of the crowd and looked at Granny Qin.

Granny Qin, who was wearing a veil, sneered, "You are no match for me."

"What if I am included?" The Inverted Bodhisattva took action and tore the sky above.

Senior Brother Zhou, with his legs completely exposed, sat cross-legged on a jade carpet.

One pointed at four of them.

Immediately, Taiyi Xuanguang spanned time and space, illuminating a suspended area between heaven and earth, and pulled everyone in without hesitation.

"Don't fight with me, leave these three to me." The rejuvenated child tore open the ripples.

Chongming Daojun burned the Phoenix flame on his body, burning out a universe: "Everyone, take action!"

"Those two are yours, and the rest is mine."

"No objection?"

Tushan Jun glanced at Xiong Jianzun and pointed at five of them. The last two people were slightly weaker.

Xiong Jianzun is the right person to take on the responsibility.

He had already taken advantage, as he was able to master magical weapons and spirit weapons and deal with two people. It was the care of many seniors that allowed him to have a one-on-one opportunity.

Apart from him, all the seniors came in pairs.

Especially Tushan Jun, he not only had to fight five people, but also had to deal with Yanbu.

He was so grateful that he had no time to complain.

So he did not break through the void alone, as he wanted to stay in the army.

In a one-on-one situation, try your best to withstand the attack from the backbone forces, that is, the battle between two flowers and one flower.

With him looking after it, the situation won't get too bad.

If there is really no other solution, I can help you out.

As the blockers left one by one.

Tushan Jun, holding a banner, walked towards the sacred tree.

The five people looked at each other.

As Tu Shanjun advanced, he slowly retreated.

Huang Laoguai said in a deep voice: "Since you are a divine weapon, why do you have to go against the will of heaven? There is more than one way to become an emperor. If you are willing to disband the underworld, I don't mind being a middleman and letting you take over the East Wasteland, refine the heaven and earth with the Heaven-Repairing Method, master the authority of reincarnation, and obtain the Emperor Fruit of the Wheel of Reincarnation."

Everyone was shocked.

King Xi quickly said: "If you are willing to give up..."

Tushan Jun said nothing and just walked forward.

Proud and majestic.

Look down on the world.

"Don't waste your words."

"That day, the Pure Land Buddha persuaded him to become a Buddhist and promised him the position of a Buddha, but he remained unmoved."

"Ask yourself, are you qualified to advise him?"

"In his eyes, you are nothing more than the resources for him to become an emperor."

Yanbu spoke very calmly and indifferently.

But what he said was the truth.

The Three Flowers Master is indeed an unrivaled powerful man, but compared with the Buddha, there is a world of difference.

Even the Buddha's persuasion could not sway him, so how could they allow the main soul to destroy the Tao?

"Humph."

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"

The Changsheng King shouted angrily, his eyes behind the mask filled with hostility.

Some even became furious.

It seems that the Chakravartin was not thinking just now, but just ignored them. How arrogant he is!

However, what a bold ambition it is.

Red-haired waterfall.

The top corner points obliquely to the sky.

There was no expression on his iron-like face.

Even if they are enemies, one cannot help but feel some respect for them.

At least he came.

Dare to come.

Dare to enter the battle.

Everyone stopped talking.

Nonsense is useless.

The main soul spirit's heart of Taoism is indestructible.

Lord Yamabu sits on the throne of the divine palace, with the branches of the crooked ancient tree behind him extending across the heavens.

Laughed.

There was endless calmness in his eyes: "I have defeated countless people and embarked on this destined difficult road. I gave you time to catch up, and now, you are finally here."

"I didn't expect it to be you."

Yanbu was filled with emotion.

He thought about who it could be, and what kind of enemy he should face.

Some people walked faster than him, but they didn't notice that the little devil from the past was catching up with them.

"The talent of the extraterritorial demon is truly extraordinary!"

"What do you mean?" The King of the West was stunned for a moment and looked at Yanbu.

Gui Fangyang asked, "What do you say he is?"

King Changsheng was stunned.

Old Monster Huang also looked surprised.

The Three Flowers Master with animal eyes narrowed his eyes.

Yan Fu laughed and said, "You are all wrong. He is not a weapon spirit. He is actually an extraterritorial demon who was disguised as a weapon spirit by unknown means."

"It's not a disguise. He was indeed refined into a weapon. There must be a powerful master behind him pushing him. Otherwise, how could a weapon spirit possess all the magical powers of an extraterritorial demon?"

……

"The demons from outside the realm are not all the same. They have the ability to integrate everything into their own cultivation."

"It seems that he is indeed an extraterritorial demon."

"It's unbelievable that a cultivator actually captured a demon and refined it into a divine weapon."

"What a powerful method!"

Tushan Jun stared at the crooked tree in the distance, then gradually looked away.

His identity was still leaked.

Yambu knew him when he was young.

There's nothing wrong with knowing where he came from.

Saying it now is just to confuse him.

Unfortunately, he is no longer afraid of his identity being exposed.

Tu Shanjun smiled, his fangs slightly opened: "After all these years, haven't you realized that you will never be free with these little tricks."