I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1189 Killing the Emperor

The blazing immortal light shot straight up to the ninth heaven, and the Yama Emperor's iron armor seemed to come alive and completely merged with his flesh and blood body, becoming real skin in the blazing gray immortal light.

The long grey hair danced wildly upside down, and the eyes rotated and evolved once again.

The fairy eyes appeared.

Split the chaos and create the divine light of annihilation.

The immortal patterns on Emperor Yan's halberd lit up one by one.

The immortal aura that is simple and majestic yet contains supreme inspiration is melted together into one.

A gray palm stretched out from the endless stream of immortal light.

Grab the halberd.

boom!

All the inscriptions shine brightly together, and the immortal light flourishes.

Emperor Yama forced Tushanjun to retreat.

"Tread on the nine heavens, split the ten earths, kill the mortals, and ghosts and gods will flee!"

He lowered his eyes, slowly raised his left arm, and the small shield suddenly blazed with light: "To be able to force me to this level, you are already the best in the world!"

"After this battle, some of us will disappear. I don't know if it's you, me, or someone else. It's a pity that I can't become a true immortal with this move..."

There was endless loneliness in King Yama's words. He had waited for too long, too long.

As a strong man who survived from ancient times, he is not far from "disappearing". Every time he attacks, he is taking a step towards death. What kind of great supernatural power is this?

If you can’t become an immortal, there is no point in reaching the realm of great supernatural powers.

He supported the underworld in order to make further progress. Now that his people had failed, he could not let the young emperor be killed by Tushan Jun.

Fortunately, there is still a battle.

Cultivators, cultivators, always speak with their cultivation. They did not disappear in history, but instead exhausted the blood of emperors and transformed into fighting immortals to fight.

Nothing can get a great master's blood boiling better than a hearty battle.

unwilling.

anger.

All transformed into the most extreme fighting power!

"bring it on."

"Tushanjun!"

The roar came from the sky.

Keng!

The Yan Emperor's Halberd burst out with brilliant immortal light.

The entire universe seemed to sense the old man's terror and trembled continuously. Galaxies and stars turned into pure sand under the influence of the fighting spirit.

Even the colorful domain barrier began to tremble at this moment, as if the barrier of the underworld could not withstand the powerful pressure of the old war immortal.

At this point, only the purest great way and the imperial way remain.

The fifth-step cultivators were flawless, and the influence of their magic and supernatural powers gradually diminished. Unless one side overwhelmingly defeated the other, the body would not die, and the soul would not be destroyed. It was unknown how long it would take.

Moreover, the more they attack, the faster they disappear. Fights among monks with great magical powers are rare. They prefer to plan for the younger generation and slowly reap the benefits.

Being able to display such a great magical power, with his royal blood almost becoming immortal blood, turning himself into a war immortal, is enough to show that Emperor Yama is wary of Tushan Jun. He regards him as the real Lord of Heaven and is ready to completely destroy the underworld and leave Tushan Jun's path without support and foundation.

Tushan Jun's iron face looked more solemn than ever before.

In the past, he was the one who destroyed other domains, but now he is being threatened.

The current King Yama has already surpassed the ordinary fifth-step supernatural power. If he really lets go, the underworld will really be damaged.

However, he was not too worried. With the Ten Kings of Hell, the Five Ghost Kings, and other powerful gods guarding the underworld, it would not be so easy to destroy it.

One-handed twisting technique.

The Emperor's Voice

"Three Pure Ones!"

The immortal demon's body was completely separated from the Ghost Emperor's body, standing beside him like a phantom.

"Hell changes."

boom!

The eighteen levels of hell have completely broken free from the underworld above and are fully displayed before the eyes of the world. The huge black banner that is like a pillar supporting the sky is like an ancient road that runs through ancient and modern times.

A dark blue arm grew out from under the ribs of Tushanjun, who was covered in fire and took over the hammer from the original arm.

Let go of the hammer and make seals with both hands.

The magic ape's fighting method was pushed to the extreme.

The tactics are no longer what they used to be, but have evolved based on Tushan Jun's improvement.

Yin and Yang fairy light burst out from the rotating immortal eyes as they opened and closed.

The gray blade interwoven with black and white cut through the space and time in front of it and headed straight for Emperor Yama.

Bang!

Emperor Yama was greatly shocked. His surging immortal blood, surging imperial aura, and spiritual inspiration that had been pushed to the extreme were actually shaken by this witnessing technique.

A long howl:

"broken!"

The immortal body that was invulnerable to all kinds of attacks had aged a lot.

"Yan Mo Huang!"

The mysterious imperial voice came from the void, like the call of the great way.

King Yama ignored him and raised his halberd to tear open the blockade of the invisible shrine.

He did not look for Tushan Jun, but instead wielded his strongest killing move and headed straight for the Yintian Domain Fortress.

The reason why the world is called the world is because of the larger domain barriers, which are not only vast but also strong enough. Only they devour the divisions of small places and no other domain barriers can shake them.

Tushan Jun's ghost hand spread out the Book of Life and Death, which turned into a huge scroll and blocked the domain barrier.

His eyes darted around, wanting to use the Yin-Yang Mysterious Light to completely consume the Demon Emperor's life. Without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand and wrote the Demon Emperor's real name with the emperor's blood.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, his life would have been crossed out by the Book of Life and Death long ago, but the power of the Demon King was too strong.

Tu Shanjun used his yin and yang pupils to swallow the living and the dead, and even billions of souls calling on their true spirits could not shake his life.

Open your bloody mouth,

Shouting wildly: "Six Paths of Reincarnation Attack!"

The Trinity Tushan Jun used the Zudi soldiers to resist.

An imperial confrontation that was pure to the extreme.

Long!

The Lord of the Underworld held the Blood Sea Pearl in his hand, and the Yuan Tu Sword behind him hummed. Seeing the battle energy in the sky transform into mountains, he immediately took a step forward and stood in the void, saying loudly: "As long as the Underworld River does not die, the Blood Sea will not dry up!"

Boom!

The Styx in the underworld roared and boiled like a mad dragon, and the blood-red fog turned into ripples that supported the sky.

"Attack together!"

Yu Shen immediately organized the Yamas to resist.

Emperor Taiyue holds a sword with a mirror on his back, and his ancient imperial weapon is like a crescent moon across the sky, appearing even more powerful with the help of the full moon in the sky close to heaven and earth.

Chains of stars formed moonlight in the sky, adding a foundation and skeleton to the blood-red sky, completely stabilizing the illusory sky and emitting infinite light.

King Ganara revealed his true form, a one-eyed giant snake coiled around a giant black banner. His tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the sky and the earth seemed to dim. Time and space were controlled by him, and night and day were reflected in his eyes, as if the world in his eyes was completely real.

When the Ghost Emperor saw that everyone was using their best skills, he couldn't help but sigh and threw the Three Mountains Sword into the air. The Three Mountains Sword transformed into three real dragons that roared and crossed the sky.

The Yamas looked up to the sky and roared:

"withstand!"

hum!

The fighting spirit poured down.

The Dutian Shensha formation suddenly shattered.

With Luodu Mountain as its center, the underworld was in turmoil.

The Hades merged his body into the sea of ​​blood and urged the Styx Dragon to: "Hold the formation steady!"

……

Kuixinghuang's face and body like the starry sky showed no emotion at all.

The Seven Treasures Magic Tree transformed into a large borer that he held in his hand, and a golden lamp lit the fairy fire above his head.

The flickering flames caused the royal aura around him to surge again.

Although he was only dealing with one clone of Tushan Jun, the clone that had transformed into the Three Pure Ones possessed almost all of Tushan Jun's combat power.

In the past, Tushan Jun didn't dare to release any clone and could only create a blood body. But now his magic power is abundant and he is not worried about draining the owner of the banner.

This made Dunyi suffer.

He used to think that Wu Rong was being hypocritical, and that he seemed like he would die at any time while operating the Ancestral Emperor's Soldier.

Now he understood completely.

The pain felt like it was tearing the body apart, and the magic power was like a surging galaxy rushing through the meridians, washing over and over again. Even the emperor's body could not withstand the call that far exceeded his own strength.

Pain is secondary. The most important thing is to control the sea of ​​mana and not let it dry up. Otherwise, without mana replenishment, what will be consumed is qi and blood, that is, life.

The Soul Banner is indeed a death warrant.

He shouldn't beautify the road.

The Soul Honoring Banner is like a 'besieged city', people inside want to get out, and people outside want to get in.

……

Kuixing Emperor, holding the big borer, looked around and said, "Don't hide anymore."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the ancient dragon emperor.

The Forgotten Emperor of the Wilderness Clan was restrained by Tushan Jun, but the Dragon Man's Five Days Wind and Fire Formation should not be broken so easily. He suspected that Emperor Xi still did not take Tushan Jun seriously.

Emperor Xi did not open his mouth to defend himself. He could not say that his Five Elements Method was broken in one go by the Reverse Five Elements. No one would believe him if he told others about it.

The Nine Dragon Fan transformed into a long sword and said in a deep voice: "A quick fight and a quick decision. It will be of no benefit to us if we continue to fight."

The old zombie grinned, and the two copper coins he held were shining with fairy light. The obscure and ancient patterns looked like some kind of text. A drop of extremely magnificent blood poured out from the jade bottle on his head. As the old zombie swallowed it, his spiritual power reached a higher level.

"What a pity, it's not the blood of a true immortal!"

The more this happened, the more greedily the old zombie looked at Tushan Jun. If the ghost blood of the Lord of Heaven level was refined properly, could he make further progress?

"I really don't want you to disappear into the Great Terror."

"Ding dong!"

A drop of black water fell down.

Amid the steaming of millions of fighting spirits, Tushan Jun staggered a few steps to steady his body. Huge gasps were cut on his chest and arms, exposing his internal organs and the black jade imperial bones. The black and red imperial blood was splashing like flying stars in the boundless universe. He was completely unaware of it and became even more wanton.

Emperor Yama took several steps back before stopping. His deformed and twisted arms seemed to have been completely shattered into a piece of mud. His chest collapsed half an inch. His immortal skin was stained with blood and turned into rotten flesh. There was no trace of the original immortal body at all.

The evil spirit of Xianye tirelessly repaired Tushan Jun's body. He grasped the hammer and said ferociously with his fangs: "I will crush you to death and extract your soul before you disappear!"

"Insanity!"

"He's really crazy!"

"..."

"Oh!"

The Forgotten Ancient Emperor of the Wilderness Clan looked down and found that the black gold imperial weapon had pierced through his body without him knowing when.

But what puzzled him was that the Taoist body Tushanjun who was fighting with him was clearly being blocked by his imperial weapon Luoshentan. When he glanced over, he saw that the four were also dealing with one each.

"Not one-on-one?!"

The Forgotten Ancient Emperor spat out a large amount of imperial blood.

A hoarse voice came: "But there has never been anyone else, only me!"

The ancient emperor immediately tore his body apart and escaped with his imperial soldiers: "Humble...!"

Bang.

The ghost hand formed a fist, and the soul-devouring and spirit-refining blow shattered the head of the Forgotten Ancient Emperor.

The ancient emperor's great magical power finally took shape: "Sacrifice to my altar!"

later.