I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Tushanjun grabbed the old man's head.

Only then did the old ghost notice Wen Yue, who was wrapped in mana behind Tu Shanjun.

They were living people, serious monks.

The relationship between the two is extraordinary and is by no means a relationship of cooperation and exploitation.

The old ghost wanted to see Tushanjun clearly with his eyes wide open, so he forced out words: "Haha, you are indeed not the same ghost as us, as the big-headed ghost king said."

Tu Shanjun was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

Throw him into the Soul Banner.

Tu Shanjun's expression remained unchanged, but he frowned slightly.

The old man Baisha who was at the tenth level of Qi training did provide him with a lot of strength, but it was still far from enough.

"Brother Tushan, don't kill me."

The female ghost at the ninth level of Qi training, who was hooked back by the flying sword, quickly transformed into a pitiful appearance and begged Tushanjun not to kill her.

I felt pity for him when he saw his exquisite figure.

The gauze slides to reveal fair arms and thighs.

In the past, when I saw this girl in the main hall, she was dressed like Sadako, looking as scary as possible. Tu Shanjun thought that the other party looked like that, but he didn't expect that he could also transform into other forms.

Still, it doesn't work.

Yuanling Sect and Wuling Sect put so much pressure on him that he must improve his strength.

Without any nonsense, he threw the female ghost directly into the soul flag.

The female ghost who was at the ninth level of Qi training still didn't let Tu Shanjun break through the foundation building.

This was within Tu Shanjun's expectation. If he wanted to break through the realm of foundation building, he would need the help of an evil ghost at the eleventh level of Qi training.

These ninth and tenth levels of Qi training are fine if they are in large numbers, but if they are small in number, they will not be of much help to the current state.

Of course, with the addition of the three ghosts, Tu Shanjun's strength has reached a higher level, and he has gained two more insights into the realm of foundation building.

Wen Yue glanced at the gentleman with a strange expression: "Sir, I think that female ghost is quite beautiful."

Tu Shanjun looked at Wen Yue with a sudden look on his face. It turned out that his apprentice still had this hobby. He waved his hand and wrote: "You can marry me home tomorrow." ’

"Sir, that's not what I meant." Wen Yue hurriedly waved his hand and explained. He felt that his husband was too boring to be alone, either studying or studying spells and other skills, so he should find some other relaxed fun.

Tu Shanjun's smile suddenly froze.

He suddenly looked up and saw two huge pressures there.

Without saying a word, he grabbed Wen Yue and fled.

The two foundation-building monks had already arrived, and he could recognize them just by their coercion.

Wen Yue stopped joking. Judging from the solemn look on his husband's face, it must be the monk they couldn't defeat.

Tu Shanjun did not chase the zombie, not only because the zombie escaped first, but also because the zombie was not an evil ghost and had no soul, so it could not get into the soul flag.

Zombies are corpses that have become spirits. They are born with intelligence but no living soul, which is quite special.

Stepping on the flying sword, the sword shadows gathered together, and the speed increased to another level.

The crimson blood in the blood pool was surging and filled with strong evil aura. It suppressed the divine consciousness quite a lot, and even the foundation-building monks could not completely lock their position.

Knowing the direction of Big Head and the others, Tu Shanjun must find Big Head Ghost King first.

As long as he invites Datou to enter the banner, he will be able to live up to the two foundation-building monks above him.

The big-headed ghost who continued to dive found that he could no longer keep up with Cheng Hui with his magic power alone. Cheng Hui's red light shield was definitely not magic power, but a protective shield activated by a magic weapon.

But it doesn't matter, the things he needs are only at the bottom of the first level of the blood pool, and there is no need to enter the second level.

Sinking to the bottom of the blood pool, what appeared in front of his big head was a group of bloody mazes, like a huge nest.

Datou opened the opening and walked in. Within a few feet, he discovered the blood cocoon in the center area.

The blood cocoon is as big as a watermelon and beats like a heart.

Many branches sprouted from the epidermis and stuck around, as if to protect it and to absorb nutrients.

"After living for so long, you should be satisfied. After all, if you don't give birth to spiritual intelligence, you are not our clan." Datou raised his palms, his nails grew, and he cut open the blood cocoon in front of him as sharp as a knife, revealing a baby-like mass inside. of mist.

The big-headed ghost king paused slightly, looked sideways, and said calmly: "I didn't expect Brother Tushan to have his own way."

Tu Shanjun moved his eyes away from the big ghost and looked at the baby spirit wrapped in a blood cocoon: "Big head, what is this thing in front of you?"

Wen Yue also saw the Big-Headed Ghost King. He had only heard about it from his husband before, but had never actually seen the Big-Headed Ghost King.

Don't say sir, just call Po Datou by his name. The only one who can appear here and still practice Qi Perfection is the Big-Headed Ghost King.

"Infant spirit blood true energy is a treasure born between heaven and earth. If you give it some more time, it will become a spirit." The big-headed ghost king pulled out the blood cocoon, held it in his hand, and helped Tu Shanjun answer his doubts. .

"It's bad."

Tu Shanjun's expression was solemn. The more Da Tou downplayed it, the more Tu Shan Jun felt there was something wrong. From such a long distance, Da Tou could detect it even if he activated the flying sword.

If the big-headed ghost creates Daoji, the current balanced situation will be broken, and he may not necessarily be the big-headed opponent by then.

"If I swallow it, I can reshape my flesh and blood body and build the foundation of the road."

The big head was not vague, the mouth was opened 180 degrees, the whole head was twice as big, and the blood cocoon was swallowed.

Gudu swallowed it.

"To become an immortal, you need to cultivate both your life and your life. The body that we evil ghosts use to condense evil energy is not actually a real body. Although we try our best to imitate it, retaining our flesh and blood, and spreading our blood, it cannot essentially change the problem."

"It's different now. I will create my own ghost body and stand on the same starting line as other creatures."

Datou opened his hands excitedly and looked at Tushanjun.

He was not surprised that Tu Shanjun was able to reach the Great Perfection of Qi training.

Having said that, he just wanted to share the joy of this moment with Tu Shanjun.

Such an exciting moment would be boring without an audience.

"Building a foundation in front of me, it seems you are very confident." Tu Shanjun stared at the big-headed ghost king.

The big-headed ghost king's body flashes with scarlet lines from time to time, his flesh and bones are being reshaped, and his own pressure is also rapidly changing.

This process is very fast, and indeed as he said, the false body he used to condense the evil spirit is being transformed into real flesh and blood.

"It's not that I'm confident, but that you won't let me take away the true energy of the infant spirit blood."

Datou said slightly sadly.

Ghosts are naturally able to use huge amounts of Qi. Even when they are not in the advanced level, they will use the evil energy to condense into their bodies to protect themselves, not to mention the evil ghosts and ghosts whose cultivation levels are getting higher and higher as they enter the advanced level.

Slowly evolving and accumulating is indeed a very safe approach.

But when he saw Tushanjun, he knew he couldn't wait any longer.

He put great pressure on Tushanjun, and why didn't Tushanjun put pressure on him?

It is said that one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. Although Lingzhou is a small place, there cannot be two ghost kings.

Even if Tu Shanjun really stated that he had no ill intentions, Datou would not believe it. It's like telling Tushanjun that he has no ill intentions with his head raised and his hands up. See if Tushanjun believes it.

Tu Shanjun sighed, it was useless even if he took the infant spirit blood's true energy.

I wanted to intercept the big head who didn't have a foundation in advance, but I didn't expect that the big head would swallow the opportunity first.

Now it is war or peace, but it is actually not on both sides.

And with the big head creating the foundation, the soul flag can no longer accommodate the big-headed ghost king.

Tu Shanjun looked up, then looked directly at Datou and said: "The ones from Yuanling Sect and Wuling Sect are all foundation-building monks. They are not far from us."

He thought about whether to use the explosive seed skill Ghost King to reincarnate and destroy the big head who was currently advancing.

The power gathered by so many evil ghosts in the soul banner must be far beyond the Qi Practicing Dzogchen.

Datou is just turning into flesh and blood, half-step across the realm of foundation building. It's hard to say who will win and who will lose.

However, you can’t just think about the present.

Once Wen Yue's mana is exhausted, he will be unable to face the two foundation-building monks above him, and he will be in trouble.

Even if it breaks through the foundation-building realm, without the support of magic power, the top-quality soul flag will attract people's attention.

Tu Shanjun sighed secretly: "It's true that people's calculations are not as good as God's calculations." ’

Hearing that there were two foundation-building monks above, the big-headed ghost king also looked a little unnatural.

Fortunately, Tu Shanjun had no plans to continue taking action now, which made him let out a sigh of relief.

He always felt that Tushanjun was dangerous, and as Tushanjun's strength accelerated, this danger became closer and closer.

Realizing that Lord Tushan was no longer locked on him, the Big-Headed Ghost King said: "There are three levels of blood pool. Ours is only the first level. There are good things below."

"Sir, what should we do?" Wen Yue asked in a low voice.

"Walk."

Tu Shanjun raised Wen Yue and escaped directly into the second level of the blood pool.

He needs evil ghosts to help him break through to the realm of foundation building. With such a big blood pool, there must be evil ghosts who have reached the perfection level of Qi training.

Tu Shanjun didn't want to cause trouble for the big-headed ghost, but the big-headed ghost came up to him and said with a smile: "Brother Tushan, let's get together. It's not convenient for me to do it now."

"Fooling me?"

"Oh, you weren't fooled. Besides, I wasn't fooled when we first met."

"What's in the second floor?"

"I don't know either, Fellow Daoist Cheng didn't say anything."

"Is this your nephew?"

Datou saw that Tushanjun was not interested, so he asked curiously.

Tu Shanjun ignored him and continued to dive under the blood pool with Wen Yue.

"Hey, old man, have they been killed by you?"

"He must have been ripped off."

Wen Yue looked at the big-headed ghost and didn't hear his husband say that the big-headed ghost was a garrulous person. But his guess was indeed correct. Both the old man's ghost and the female ghost had entered the soul flag.

"That kid, who is he to you?" Da Tou looked at Wen Yue and pointed at Tu Shanjun.

Thinking that he was a junior, Wen Yue just smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

"Boring."

Tu Shanjun frowned and said coldly: "Shut up if you want to follow, or find a hole to retreat and break through."

At the bottom of the second floor, Tushanjun did not see Cheng Hui. The quality of the ghosts here has improved a lot, but it is still a drop in the bucket for Tushanjun.

Datou kept following him, and it was difficult to use the soul flag.

"I have to find a place to retreat." After Datou said that, the figure disappeared.

"Sir, that..."

"Don't worry about him, let's go down to the third floor." Tu Shanjun felt a little more angry.

These brats are useless. How to break through the foundation building realm, he still has to continue to the next level.

Enter the third level of blood pool.

Tu Shanjun looked gloomy, and the two foundation-building monks had already arrived.

They never noticed anyone passing by.

I originally thought that the two people were on top, but I didn't expect that they entered the third floor without anyone noticing.

Wen Yue also saw another acquaintance here.

Cheng Hui of the Enshrinement Building.