I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1143 Tiger

"Let's take action too."

Senior Brother Zhou spoke in a deep voice.

Although they couldn't die, they couldn't just sit there and watch.

"It's time for this body to burn completely."

"We old monsters should have died on that day."

Elder Ping's eyes were calm, and Taiyi Xuanguan reshaped the magic sword.

“Live and Let Die Together.”

"With the total death!"

Wu Rong, who was sitting on the throne, looked at the imperial case in front of him, ordered the soldiers to split the flags in ten directions, and said loudly: "My uncles and aunts, follow my orders!"

call out.

A command flag fell into Senior Brother Zhou's hands.

Letter:

"Absolutely!"

Another small banner flew out and appeared in front of Ping Chaojing and was caught by him.

Letter:

"punish!"

Whoosh whoosh.

Several more small banners were sent out.

The old man, the Disha grandmother, and the strong man with a broken arm caught it.

Chongming Dadaojun held the small banner, and Xiongjianzun also got the command banner.

"cut."

"Destroy."

"decline."

"exhaust."

"die."

The light green tail flame fluttered in the corners of Wu Rong's eyes. He was like a god king sitting in the center of the army, holding the seal of the ghost king, and said heroically: "Please return to your seats, kings!"

"Here!"

Seven entered the formation.

They are all top three flowers.

On a cloudy day, one can be crowned a king or a prince.

With these seven kings holding the banners, the foundation of the Dutian Ghost King's killing array was completely solid. At this moment, Wu Rong looked calm, with a fighting spirit in his eyes, and he shouted, "Wind, fire, and thunder!"

Three command banners surged into the courtyard pillars like real dragons.

The Great Dao Lord Ghost Bodhisattva caught the thunder order.

Yuan Tong's soul got the fire order.

Wu Rong was on guard and in charge of the wind order at the same time!

The few Daojuns who did not attack Tushanjun originally wanted to take advantage of the situation.

But momentarily.

The Dao Lords, who should have been in a decadent state and had lost all their power, were blessed by the great formation.

After another fight, they fully understood why those five people were able to survive the civil strife in the Shengxian Sect.

"Is it too late to change now?"

"I don't want to bite the bullet."

Several people secretly groaned.

……

Tu Shanjun's eyes were as cold as knives.

Step out barefoot.

The pressure exploded.

A black mysterious light suddenly covered it.

"Since we have the means to protect the soul, the evil spirit must remain."

"boom!"

Tu Shanjun strode forward.

"kill!"

Everyone took action at the same time, using their magical powers to attack without paying any price.

Instantly.

It drowned Tushanjun who was at the center.

The attack of dozens of Dao Lords was still too terrifying, and they were only targeting Tushan Lord alone. Otherwise, the entire Tianyuan battlefield would be shattered, sunk into starry sky fragments and integrated into the Demon Abyss.

The dozen or so Dao Lords in the lead were even more ruthless.

They only regretted that they didn't act earlier.

How can we allow such a monster to become enlightened and grow?

"die!"

"kill!

"Spirit of the Divine Weapon, today is the day you die."

……

"Heavenly Evil Spirit!"

"Immortal!"

Ghosts and gods roared, calling for the true energy to protect their bodies.

The hammer turns upside down like a loom shuttle, dragging the thread of life and death.

The Yin-Yang Wheel behind him was spinning at high speed, madly destroying the magical powers and spells.

The infinite mystical arts could only be extinguished in front of him.

The road is like a millstone, a ruthless millstone.

"What?!" King Huanxi was shocked. Now he understood why the four people including Huang Laoguai couldn't capture this spirit.

This tyrannical Taoism completely wiped out their magical powers.

The three flowers carry the three paths, and the three paths respond to each other.

This spirit is the strongest even among the top Dao Lords.

"He has become stronger again." Fear flashed in the eyes of the Western King. He knew that he would not die, but his heart was still trembling when facing such a monster.

He was afraid since his magic weapons were shattered by his three hammers.

"Do not."

The King of Immortality clenched his silver teeth and his crystal lips turned pale and bloodless.

"It's not that he's getting stronger, it's that he's exerting the strength that he should have."

"That's right. Just now we were dealing with him who was supported by the power of two flowers. Now Wu Rong has three flowers gathered at the top of his head. He can fully exert his power without restraint!"

Xiaoyao Daojun had a strange look on his face and said angrily, "Don't encourage others and destroy your own prestige."

"Since his immortal body and the millstone can withstand most magic and supernatural powers, we should attack him at close range and smash him to pieces."

"Yes."

"Close combat!"

"Destroy him!"

More than a dozen Dao Lords quickly changed their strategies.

Swords, spears, halberds, whips, hammers, axes, golden melons, sickles, and shovels were used to take advantage of every opportunity, leaving Tushan Jun no chance to breathe.

puff.

stab.

Without checking, dozens of wounds appeared on Tu Shanjun's body.

Some of the scars were so deep that bones were visible.

The black jade and black bones are surrounded by divine light.

"Good opportunity." Xiaoyao Dadaojun was overjoyed.

He had indeed found the weapon spirit's weakness.

What's the use of relying on powerful Taoism? The three flowers carrying the three Taos are indeed powerful, but everyone's Tao body is similar after all. Under the siege of so many people, they will definitely reveal flaws and be killed by everyone's magic weapons.

"quick."

"Don't be stunned."

"kill him!"

When they saw that Tushanjun was injured, the one or two Huadaojuns living in the outer group were very surprised.

This is a battle that will go down in history.

Even without the call from the Great Dao Lords, they would still lend a helping hand. Look, Erhua's Dust Path stabbed out a divine weapon cone, heading straight for the heart of the chest of that majestic figure.

"The chance to become famous is mine!"

Chen Dao roared and attacked. The evil ghost blocked left and right, and the nail hammer danced like a windmill, as if it was not aware of the attack at all.

"do not want!"

The one who shouted was not someone else but Gui Fangyang.

Bang!

Blood splattered.

The bones and flesh were broken into large pieces.

It exploded like a watermelon into a pool of red, white, green and black.

The black and red hammer was dragged over, revealing a pair of immortal eyes emitting malicious intent. The iron-green face showed no ripples, as if he had stepped on an ant to death.

The Yin-Yang Millstone behind him gathered the remaining flesh and blood and crushed it into evil spirit.

Open your bloody mouth.

Tushan Jun swallowed up boundless evil energy.

Gui Fangyang shook his head.

He was the first person to fight Tushanjun, and he knew the weight of the hammer best.

Sanhua Da Daojun can also chop a few times like a divine weapon.

If there were one or two flowers nearby.

It's true: if you touch it, you will be injured; if you are hit by it, you will die.

It exploded with one hammer!

"Get out!"

"Everyone, get out of here!"

Tiexianhou was furious.

With one palm, he pushed back many Taoists who were about to rush forward.

Isn't this bringing bad luck to Tushan Jun?

If Tushan Jun were to kill one or two flowers, the evil spirit that would be condensed could be used to forge ancestral weapons.

If the ancestral soldiers appear, they will be dragged to death.

"If Lord Dao comes closer, all the flowers will be gone!"

"Get away and release your magical powers."

There was a lot of shouting and cursing.

Da Daojun no longer cared about his own demeanor.

Now is the time to fight desperately, who cares about this.

"No, he was injured just to attract us closer!"

"Return to your place."

"..."

"Everyone return to your positions."

"Stand now the same way you stood just now!"

More than a dozen Dao Lords quickly took action to organize the formation.

However, they were still a little slow. In just a short while, Tushan Jun had killed the three Yi and Er Hua Daojun who rushed in, and his accumulated evil spirit increased even more.

"Too late!" Tu Shanjun laughed and chased after him.

He was afraid that these people would not get close to him and rely on their magical powers to wear down his Taoism and magic power, so he deliberately did not resist with all his strength.

Being hurt is attractive.

Now the formation is in chaos, and if you want to readjust it, you have to ask the hammer in his hand whether it agrees.

"Killing Technique!"

Icy.

This was the first feeling of the monk who came into contact with the hammer.

It's freezing cold.

There is no pain because it is too late.

The moment the hammer touched his body, it exploded.

They are like pieces of red-hot iron.

With one hammer blow, sparks flew.

Tushan Jun was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep.

madly slaughter.

One hammer turns it into a puddle of mud.

Then the Yin-Yang Millstone melted into evil spirit.

He was not quite sure what tricks Yanbu had done to make it impossible for him to extract his soul.

Or is it that these monks simply do not have any soul or spirit in their bodies.

But it shouldn't be.

He had already smelled the scent of the soul.

"I don't want to die!"

Bang!

Another Ichika Dojun became the dead soul under the hammer.

This time.

Tushan Jun was greatly shocked.

Surprised: "Soul?!"

A look of joy flashed across Wu Rong's face: "A spirit has entered the banner!"

"not good!"

Gui Fangyang yelled.

When the Taoist priest died, his soul was taken away by the Soul Banner through the method of salvation.

Once a cultivator can no longer withstand such great pressure and stops using his supernatural powers, his soul will no longer be protected by the method of salvation and will become a servile soul of the Honored Soul Banner.

After a flurry of activity, the Daojuns finally surrounded Tushan Jun again.

"Damn it!"

"Why don't you make a spell?"

"..."

"If you don't want to go, then die. Die in the Honored Soul Banner."

Ichika Michikun's death drew a lot of criticism.

There are always such smart-aleck people.

I told him that the Soul-Respecting Banner would capture his soul, but he just wouldn't listen.

He thought his escape skills were invincible and that he could escape in the chaos of battle.

But unexpectedly, their plan was ruined.

……

"I understand!"

The black-robed monk Ruzang shouted, "It is the salvation method that is protecting the soul."

Wu Rong glanced sideways.

Ru Zang said without reservation: "The great sect has a magical power that can lead monks to the Western Paradise."

"The One-Two Flower Dao Lord will become a guardian of the religion, and the Three-Flower Dao Lord will have the opportunity to sit on the lotus platform and become a bodhisattva."

"So it was the Buddhism that stole my soul." Tushan Jun of Gaixin sneered.

He was fighting for his life, but the Buddhists did not have to do anything and gained a large number of guardian monastics and Three Flower Bodhisattvas.

No wonder there was no movement at all.

It turned out that he had already made some moves and snatched food from his bowl.

Tushan Jun's ferocious eyes swept across.

call out.

He raised the hammer and pointed it at everyone.

He grinned and said, "I said none of you are afraid of death, it turns out you have a way out!"

The Great Dao Lord who was fighting with the Peace Elders and others couldn't help but feel fortunate.

Those who they thought were tough guys were soft persimmons compared to the evil ghost in the center of the city.

The Upside-Down Bodhisattva chanted "Amitabha".

He glared at the black-robed monk: "Brother, are you going to betray the sect?"

The black-robed monk was silent for a moment when asked.

The Upside-Down Bodhisattva encouraged: "Amitabha, fellow Taoists, do not be afraid. Reciting the supernatural power carefully can protect your true spirit from extinction and your soul from injury."

"Anyone who takes chances will be hurt by the evil spirits!"

"As long as we work together, we can kill the devil!"

Gui Fangyang turned his gaze and said loudly: "Demon kings of the Demon Abyss, why don't you take action?"

"We can't take him down with just ten of us."

"Don't let him kill anyone again!"