I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1230: Sacrifice
The shadow of despair strangles everyone's throat.

There were quiet sobs from the crowd.

No one looked back to see who it was.

Maybe it was himself.

No one laughed at the old man with great supernatural powers who was trying to suppress his crying. Those who could cry were already strong. Too many cultivators could not even make a sound. It was not that they did not want to, but they were frightened by the True Immortals. They had long forgotten how to shout and were dazedly mixed in the crowd.

God is so powerful that he gathered the ten immortals and refined a real immortal weapon, but he still cannot kill the true immortal. Now even the immortal weapon has fallen into the hands of the true immortal...

A true immortal without the strongest substance to rely on has nothing missing and is a complete immortal.

How can this not make people despair.

I am afraid that the universe will turn into gorgeous fireworks in the next moment.

The imagined sudden change did not happen.

The True Immortal froze his body.

"Hey!"

The True Immortal slowly opened his mouth, and dark immortal light rose from the corners of his mouth like a cotton mist, with fangs visible.

Shure.

The dark eyeballs flashed with emotional fluctuations, and the immortal who was supposed to be obscured by nothingness and had no real appearance showed half of his face, which was pale and cold, and his long hair like a heavenly gentleman turned scarlet.

laugh!
The surging immortal energy continued to surge, and a blue-black horn pierced his scalp.

"Look!"

Grandfather Qingxuan was overjoyed.

"That is……"

The twelve Lords of Heaven each displayed their great magical powers. The immortal who was previously completely invisible now had a face. Although only a small part of the face was revealed, it was undoubtedly that of Lord Tushan.

"The ancestor is mighty!"

The Heaven and Earth Alliance burst into cheers.

The ancestor is invincible!

Even if the opponent is a true immortal.

The Great Demon God laughed: "We, the great leaders, don't even believe in him as much as they do."

The other Heavenly Masters did not laugh at those people’s short-sightedness. Sometimes not understanding is actually a kind of happiness, because in this way the heart will always be full of hope, and it is enough as long as you believe.

I believe he can reverse everything and even kill the True Immortal.

The immortal's shaking eyes revealed a boundless expression.

The fangs that pierced his lips trembled slightly.

The fingers holding the magic weapon emitted green magic light, and the palm covered by the empty light dimmed, and grew rough purple-black nails, as if a demon was reviving in the body of a true immortal.

When he came into contact with the immortal weapon, the ethereal immortal light surrounding his body paused briefly, and then returned to normal.

A few moments.

The void fairy light swept across again.

The nine immortal immortal souls all appeared above the immortal picture.

The long nails degenerated, the dyed red hair was replaced by nothingness, the top corners disappeared, the fangs fell, and the light of the true immortal drowned Tushan Jun, leaving only a rotating black and red eyeball.

Many emotions flashed through Tushan Jun's eyes, and finally he was completely filled with cruelty.

The universe does not have enough evil energy to restore his immortal body, so he lets the True Immortal raise the immortal weapon and become the master of the banner. In this way, he can obtain the boundless immortal energy from the True Immortal to repair his immortal body. Using this method, he can keep consuming the natural immortal's source of nothingness, and the True Immortal will one day fall asleep again.

"True Immortal,"

"In the next life!"

The nine immortal immortal souls merged into his body, and correspondingly, hundreds of millions of soldiers and generals who walked out of the world inside the banner also continuously embarked on the road to immortality, all of them sank into Tushan Jun's immortal body to become his aids, helping him fight against the real immortals.

In the blink of an eye, the immortal's body appeared transformed.

Red hair, fangs barred.

The rotating eyes gradually became colorful.

Alienation and recovery,
Recovery and alienation.

Reciprocating cycle.

No one knew how long this battle would last. The interweaving of life and death caused a devastating collapse. The immortal energy of the true immortals submerged everything and made it disappear. Fortunately, the immortal formation was still functioning, and the immortal weapons stabilized everything in the material world. There was no more destruction and doom erupting from the end of the sky.

With billions of souls gathered in the banner and the blessing of the nine immortals, Tu Shanjun's main soul is only one step away from becoming a true immortal. Under the protection of the immortal weapon, he gains the power to compete with the true immortals.

The fight in the depths of the Immortal Sea became fierce, and the True Immortal seemed to have discovered this situation. No matter how many times he destroyed the main soul, the main soul could come back to life with the help of his body.

At this moment, the True Immortal no longer resisted.

He wants to completely assimilate Tushan Jun, the nine immortal immortal souls, and the countless divine souls residing in the banner.

Tushan Jun, who was roaring to kill the immortals, was surprised to find that he seemed to have acquired some of the skills of a true immortal.

Immediately afterwards, Tushan Jun's expression changed drastically.

He already knew the True Immortal's intention, which was to swallow him up.

At this time, Tushan Jun finally panicked. He knew the source of his power was the spirit in the banner. If he could really become an immortal, he would definitely revive everything. But if it was not him who became an immortal, would he still revive everything? Perhaps even he himself would have to completely become a part of the true immortal.

The fairyland is too vast, and no matter how close his main soul gets, it still seems very small.

How to fight back?
no way.

There was a flash of ruthlessness and determination in Tushan Jun's eyes. Since there was no way to fight back, he would use the power of the immortal.

Hoarse and ethereal.

The roar of the evil spirit echoed in every corner of the universe.

"rise"

"die"

"back"

"pregnancy."

"..."

"rise"

"die"

"back"

"pregnancy!"

The universe trembles.

There was a gap in the almost crazy catharsis.

The fangs pierced his lips as he moved, and horrible immortal blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

The bulging blue veins jumped on the back of his hand that was tightly grasping the Zunhun Banner. Tushan Jun, who used the power of a true immortal, had no idea what he had endured. He dismissed the reincarnations of ghost immortals one after another.

A stagger.

The stunning fall into the universe.

There seemed to be an unyielding determination in her eyes.

Tushan Jinghong didn't understand why he still retained consciousness. All the creatures that entered the banner had no mind. They were like the most perfect souls, with only instincts left. It was a feeling of being detached from the world, turning everything into nothingness. If he had to use one word to describe it, it should be "immortal".

This time, not only did she have her own consciousness, but her immortal body also seemed to have not been sacrificed.

When Jinghong looked back suddenly, he saw the real immortal holding the immortal weapon.

"father!"

The long roar not only awakened the creatures that were blown away by the fairy energy, but also made Tushan Jun, who was shaking his eyes, calm down and put on an ugly smile.

“It’s… done…”

The sound was out of frame, his cultivation level dropped, but Tu Shanjun did not stop.

"Back to life!"

The Laojun holding the Pangu Banner walked out of the realm.

Then came Emperor Wa, Amitabha, the Emperor of Heaven, the Green Emperor, the Ancient Immortals, the Ascended Immortals, the Corpse Demons….

The eyes of the immortals who were excluded from their bodies all lit up. They were all surprised and horrified at the situation before them. They did not expect that they could still walk out of the banner alive.

"Alive!"

"The Emperor of Heaven is alive."

"The old man is alive too."

"..."

"They're all alive!" The twelve Heavenly Masters counted in astonishment.

"Back to life!"

puff.

A mouthful of immortal blood splashed across the starry sky.

Tushan Jun's withering appearance can be seen with the naked eye.

His power had weakened to a certain level, and the endless army he had taken into his body was completely released, with hundreds of millions of rampant soldiers and ghost generals forming like an immortal tide.

Under the reversal of the True Immortal's power, they all recovered their bodies and minds, but they seemed to have not yet adapted to the current situation.

Many of them were still grappling with the moment of their own death.

Great leader Xuanyu stretched out his hands. He remembered that he was killed by Tushan Jun and died on the eve of the Great Terror. He did not expect to be alive again at this moment. He looked at the distant sky and his eyes widened immediately: "What is that?!" Although he couldn't believe it, he had to admit that it really seemed to be a fairy.

"He succeeded."

Emperor Xuanyugu was filled with emotion.

He really didn't expect that he would be able to see Tushanjun become an immortal.

King Yama couldn't believe it. He had once predicted the end of all things, but when he woke up, he saw a real immortal.

The ancient great magical powers who were once the pillars of the banner were extremely shocked. They had no idea where they were now, who had ascended to heaven here, and why they had been resurrected from the dead.

Escape with a big laugh.

The devil was ecstatic.

The True Immortal's eyes swept over them, searching for something.

"Daoxian..."

"Master!"

Wu Rong's eyes were filled with tears; he knew that his master would definitely become an immortal.

"Yin Tianzi!"

The Five Ghost Emperors and the Ten Yama Kings were shocked and burst into tears. They were all old ministers who followed Wu Rong, so how could they hold back their tears at this moment?

The current Emperor Yin in the Emperor's throne shouted, "Father!"

He had held on for too long and thought he would never see his father again.

Just as Wu Rong was about to step forward, he was stopped by Zu Weng.

The Zhenxian had fewer characteristics of Tushan Jun, but his eyes were still as sharp as torches, searching among the crowd.

Ping Chaojing, Haiye'er, Senior Brother with Broken Arm, Granny Qin... and the elders of the Immortal Sect, they all came back to life. They were still in the process of sacrificing their weapons and there was no confusion in their eyes until Elder Qiu hugged him and let out a long cry. That day, Elder Qiu witnessed with his own eyes that all the sect members had come out to save him, burying the sect's foundation. At this moment, it was difficult for him to be strong anymore.

“Elders…”

The strong men who were killed and dragged into the banner were also resurrected.

Tushan Jun no longer has the energy to deal with past grudges, but with Jinghong around, he believes that nothing will disappoint him. His eyes are still searching for Shou He in the forbidden land of the gods, or Yang Wu who is running to save his sister...

It stayed on the traitor Meng Zhi's face but was removed in an instant.

……

The characteristics that belong to you are constantly degenerating.

His bright eyes began to blur.

"Brother..."

A hoarse and weak voice fell.

Taiyi burst into tears: "Junior brother!"

Tu Shanjun seemed to have returned to the time when he had just moved to Xingluo Sea. He was wandering outside, and his senior brother came over on the clouds and mist, smiling and saying to him: "I am here to welcome the Grand Elder of my sect."

Those were hard yet fulfilling days. The brothers went through untold hardships to carve out a home for their descendants.

……

The destroyed Blood Evil Sect reappeared, and his gaze did not linger for a moment.

Rapid rotation.

"Chi Xuan..."

"Master!"

Chi Xuan could still roughly make out the appearance of Tu Shanjun.

"Dahei Mountain... Jueda Fa."

"Ding Xie, Ding..."

There is very little emotion in the True Immortal's eyes.

"temperature……"

The open mouth did not move for a long time.

"Sir, it's me, your apprentice, Wen Yue!"

Wen Yue saw that something was wrong with his master.

He tried his best to remind.

The master's gaze slowly shifted and fell on a scholar in a blue shirt.

The immortal was stunned.

I don't know why I want to see him.

The scholar couldn't stop crying.

Even though the True Immortal no longer had any of Tushan Jun's characteristics, he still recognized him.

"Brother,
"Why did you abandon me?"

The bewildered Immortal seemed to be thinking.

'who is he? '

‘Not sure. ’

"..."

'What should I do? ’

He did not look at the figure again, but picked up the immortal weapon, the Zunhun Banner.

Pfft!

The immortal weapon went straight through the immortal's chest.

"father!"

Jinghong burst into tears and ran towards him.

The True Immortal raised his head with difficulty.

'who is she? '

'Why are you crying?'

'Who are you crying for?'

"Dad, I beg you, please survive."

Jinghong is about to pull out the magic weapon.

With the body of a true immortal, he will definitely survive as long as he takes away the immortal weapon.

"No!"

Qingdi held Jinghong's shoulders, shook his head and said, "Don't let his efforts go to waste."

The True Immortal looked at the crying person seriously.

After careful observation,
asked:

"who are you?"

Jinghong stared blankly at the real immortal in front of him. The immortal no longer had any trace of his father.

Xian's words were cold and calm, without any emotion.

Tushan Jinghong's hand holding the magic weapon trembled slightly.

She just wanted her father to live.

"From love comes sorrow, and from love comes fear.

"If you are away from the one you love, you will have no worries and no fears."

“He has become an immortal!”

The words of the Qing Emperor echoed in my ears.