I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1213 Heaven

The Yamas in the underworld all know in their hearts that the underworld may be able to spread the avenue to the world, and their strength will become stronger as the avenue extends, but they will never have the opportunity to compete for the throne.

It's all because of the 'cap'.

Monks have their own upper limit, and the Tao also has its upper limit.

An individual's upper limit can be raised through external objects, but the upper limit of Tao will basically remain unchanged.

Especially after the death of the emperor who founded the underworld, the upper limit has shown signs of falling.

As for why this upper limit has not dropped, it is probably because the eighteen levels of hell are Tushan Jun's method of repairing the sky, and the path of life and death reincarnation has not disappeared.

Yu Shen was in tears as he looked at the Great Dao Master of the Wanfa Sect who was in charge of the Soul Banner and thought of the late emperor again.

There was a memory in my heart: "If only the late emperor were still alive."

He glanced sideways and saw the lost Xiong Jianzun and the Yama Luo of the Underworld with different expressions. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, then bowed.

Regret always runs through life.

Fortunately, it was she who once again wielded the Soul-Honored Banner.

This is also acceptable to the Ghost King and Yama in the underworld.

In the eyes of Taiyue Emperor, no matter who holds the soul flag, as long as God is not dead, there will always be a chance. This time, Tushan Jun came back after the great terror disappeared, and he is already a person who is no different from the founder of the three religions.

Emperor Taiyue looked at everyone and bowed.

Lord Ming tucked his robe into his sleeves with a normal expression. After the initial surprise, what remained was calmness.

He had witnessed with his own eyes how Tushan Jun transformed decay into magic, so now this seemed normal to him.

The tall and strong blond old man smiled and said, "Welcome back!"

“Luckily survived.”

Tu Shanjun walked forward and held the old man's hand.

Even if the current Tu Shanjun were to recall this, this was an extremely dangerous catastrophe on the path of cultivation. He understood the meaning of "staying awake" at the very beginning, but it cannot be said to be understanding, it is actually the unity of knowledge and action.

The most superficial understanding of the unity of knowledge and action is to know and then do it. However, Tu Shanjun had already had a deeper understanding of the unity of knowledge and action. Knowledge and action are essentially one and the same, and they are spirally upward.

Action can influence knowledge, and knowledge can influence action. Both can become stronger through this spiral.

Even if you are not a cultivator, but just an ordinary person, you can become more powerful by combining knowledge with action.

Of course, there are also more crude methods, such as self-hypnosis. First, believe in yourself mentally, then change your body mentally, and then use the body to give feedback to the mind. This is a little trick.

Tushan Jun would not use such a method.

He had to deal with the Great Terror simply because he took so many actions.

Life is finite but the Tao is limitless.

The most powerful enemy of a cultivator is not the heavenly tribulation nor himself, but time.

Tu Shanjun said without further thought: "Brother Dao, become the Heavenly Master as soon as possible. In this world, only the Heavenly Master can control part of the destiny."

Yunyan’s expression froze.

He didn't expect that Tu Shanjun's second sentence would be this.

But it was true. Although the ancient great magical power could protect himself, it was still too weak. At most, he could only fight against Hun Peng Huang. Hun Peng Huang could not survive one move in Tu Shan Jun's hands. It was not even a move. It was as if he had not used his full strength from beginning to end.

"If you don't mind, I can be the headmaster of Yintian."

Tu Shanjun didn't know how to express his emotions. He just hoped that those he cared about could survive. Although people had to rely on themselves, he also hoped that everyone could create their own world, but he still hoped that he could lend a helping hand to the greatest extent possible.

Yunyan felt the warmth coming from his palm.

The bluish-white ghost hand is like cold jade.

Without giving it much thought, Yunyan hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll think about it."

Tu Shanjun did not persuade him any further: "Okay."

"Thank you, Grandfather." Tushan Jun bowed slightly.

"I knew you could come back..." Zu Weng was filled with emotion. He never thought that anyone could stop Tushan Jun. Just as every cultivator had his own choice, the three-day wait was already the maximum. No matter whether Yuhuaxian came or not, he would definitely take action.

After reminiscing about the past for a while, Zuweng stopped talking. He saw that many natural gods had not left and chose to wait and see.

Tu Shanjun looked at Jinghong.

Jinghong nodded slightly and said: "Everyone..."

As soon as the gaze of the Great Dao Lord flew over, the leading Natural God of Taiji Xuanhuang Heaven immediately stepped forward, bowed and said: "Xuanhuang Heaven Lord leads the Natural Gods to greet... the Lord of Heaven."

He didn't know how he should address the other party, but it wouldn't be wrong to call out the name of the force.

"Meet the Lord of Heaven!"

All the natural gods saluted in unison.

Don’t think that the current Lord of Heaven is a lonely person. Who made her hold the Zunhun Banner? Even without the help of these other forces, the main soul of the Zunhun Banner alone is enough to rule the world.

The title of Lord of Heaven is not an empty title. If Tushan Jinghong can cultivate to the fifth step, his title will be completely established.

Tushan Jinghong stepped forward and helped up Xuanhuang Tianjun, the old emperor of the organization, and the master of Hongdao Palace one by one.

With his arms outstretched, his tall and slender figure proudly stood in the sky, holding a banner in one hand, his eyes swept across many natural gods: "My way is disaster, it is about clear rewards and punishments, it is about the world's great harmony!"

As he spoke, he looked over at all the gods with an arrogant gaze: "Those who are willing to bow down to the world, please stand up!"

Many natural gods were stunned and surprised. They never expected that the cultivator in front of you who came from the Wanfa Sect would practice this.

Looking at the red thunder that was surrounded by fairy light, the spiritual energy contained there was indeed very similar to the heavenly calamity.

Xuanhuang Tianjun's gaze narrowed. He now understood why Tushan Jun chose this one.

Palace Master Hongdao didn't have so many thoughts. He just felt that he had made the wrong choice so many times, so he had to make the right choice now and not regret it later: "I am willing to serve the Lord of Heaven!" "I am willing to serve the Lord of Heaven!"

The gods spoke in unison.

Tushan Jinghong smiled happily: "Let us create a more beautiful world together."

The red arcs of thunder and lightning circled around Tushan Jinghong's body, and the bursting magic power surged away. She looked up at the Zunhun Banner in her hand and swung it violently.

The burly ghost immortal stepped into the universe and stretched out his palm. The rough oval purple-black nails were neatly inlaid, and each one was engraved with immortal immortal words.

Boom!

One after another, walls with misty and divine light rose from the ground. Some came from the cloudy sky, some from the devil's abyss, and more came from the five worlds. Some were small islands, and some were big land, just like seeds scattered around the world finally returned to the embrace of the World Tree.

"That is……"

Palace Master Hongdao widened his eyes and exclaimed, "Shenting Daxu!"

The shattered divine palace was recast in the hands of the immortal ghost fairy. The fairy patterns once engraved by the Emperor of Heaven were continued together, seeming to tell of the glory of the ancient times. The bronze spots stained with the blood of gods and the imperial aura added a bit of ancient desolation to the grandeur. It was the end of an era.

At this moment, the era did not revive, but continued to move forward.

Xuan Huang Tian Jun looked at the Taiji Xuan Huang Divine Realm that was gathering together, his eyes full of shock. He was a god who was relatively familiar with the rise of Heaven. Now he was completely conquered by this supreme power. He had seen the Emperor of Heaven before, and a thought came to his mind: "Perhaps, he has surpassed the Emperor of Heaven."

The old emperor looked at the twinkling stars in the endless sky, and the ruins of the Divine Palace gathered together again as if they had rained down like before.

The old emperor, tucked his sleeves in, burst into tears.

The new heaven is different from the old one.

The gods had already been stunned. What a great power, what a terrifying ability, it was as if the entire universe was just a thing in his palm. With a word, the heaven and earth collapsed, and with another word, the sky and mountains rose from the ground, like a blooming world tree, or like a towering pillar supporting the real heaven.

Tushan Jun danced wildly with his red hair, and the immortal light around him shone brightly, just like an immortal immortal overlooking the world.

Clap it with one palm.

The cloudy sky, hell and the devil's abyss are completely back in place.

The huge shock made all creatures panic, but the power of the immortal ghost fairy was beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators. Such a change did not affect any living being at all. Another palm was swung out, and the towering Tianyue of the galaxy completely turned from a virtual shadow into reality and fell on the Yuanyang domain.

The city and the palace of Shenting Daxu are separated.

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of millions of red-robed warriors appeared and built the Heaven Palace based on the Tianshan Mountains.

"Roar!"

The joyful roar of the spiritual vein shook the entire Yuanyang world.

Tushan Jun, who looked like a real immortal, stood in the sky, holding the sun and the moon in his hands. Based on the former divine court, he reshaped a court of heaven that existed in the Yuanyang domain but could control the world with its network.

Since then, Shinto, Shinto and Incense Shinto have flourished.

Heaven took over the mortal world again.

Tushan Jinghong led all the gods and the Yamas of the underworld into Yuanyang Tianyue. When she stepped onto the steps of Lingxiao Palace, she paused and looked sideways at the world.

She knew in her heart that if she took this position, her own sect, the Wanfa Sect, would decline, so what she said to her master was not entirely out of ambition, but also out of concern for the sect.

"The sect's idea is excellent, but it is not my way after all."

Tushan Jinghong turned his gaze and led the gods onto the long steps of the Lingxiao Palace.

She will reserve a place for the sect in heaven.

Step out.

The inspiration surged.

Red thunder suddenly appeared beside him.

As she got closer to Lingxiao Palace, more and more electric arcs appeared on her body.

The red color is even more than the black, and the two colors interweave to form the emperor's robe and crown. Jinghong bowed forward, and then moved to the upper left position close to the emperor's tassel.

With every step forward, the body becomes heavier.

Tushan Jinghong took every step steadily and firmly.

Boom!

The red and black lightning completely enveloped her Taoist body.

This arc of lightning seemed to be completely integrated with the thunder tribulation from heaven, which meant that Tushan Jinghong was also enduring the baptism of thunder tribulation. He cast a spell: "I will replace heaven with myself. My heart is heaven's heart!"

The violent sea of ​​thunder is as vast as the starry sky.

Jinghong raised her head and saw that her red and black thunder was suppressed so tightly that it could not go upstream.

Just as I was thinking about it, a blue-white ghost hand reached out.

Jinghong shook her head slightly and refused Tushanjun's help.

"Even if it's a catastrophe from heaven, I have nothing to fear."

“Thunder calamities the world!”

With a long roar, the red and black power of thunder surged upstream like a real dragon into the sea of ​​thunder above.

Instantly, the sea of ​​thunder was immediately infected.

Tushan Jinghong ascended the throne under the gaze of all the gods.

call!

The gods bowed and congratulated in unison: "Greetings to the Emperor of Heaven!"

"Everyone is safe!"