I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Ding Xie sighed, this was just his delusion.

Tu Shanjun stayed behind to help him escape with his life, and even gave him everything in advance.

Tu Shanjun must have expected this situation.

No one could make a decision so simply. At that time, even a person as assertive as Ding Xie became panicked.

"Golden elixir..."

Ding Xie's eyes flashed with flames, so what if Jin Dan Zhenren, he was indeed no match, and he would not be able to break through and become Jin Dan Zhenren in a short period of time.

However, he has a sect.

No matter how powerful the golden elixir is, if he appears in Dongyuan and kills so many people, he is the enemy of Wanfa Sect.

He couldn't wait any longer and had to make a decision quickly.

Now, should we return to Dongyuan City to remind Master Jindan, or should we go to save those fellow disciples who were tricked first?

It seemed that the distance between him and his fellow disciples was closer, but now he could not find his fellow disciples' location.

It would take at least half a month to return to Dongyuan City. Even if he used all his strength to escape, there was no way he could compress the time.

Ding Xie turned the spirit stone in his hand: "Mo Shisan, please give me some help. The only one I can contact is you. As long as you can help me notify Dongyuan City, the matter will be solved."

"I should have known I had prepared a few more Ten Thousand Miles Telecommunication Notes."

Ding Xie was also quite confused.

He heard what the skeleton man said.

It is said that the formation was destroyed within these few days, which means that it took at least three to ten days.

Another half day.

Tushanjun inside the banner slowly opened his eyes, and his memory stayed at the last moment.

When the main soul body died, he truly felt that he was dead.

No longer able to think, no longer aware, everything becomes darkness and nothingness.

Sometimes Tushanjun wonders if this is death.

If there was no evil spirit to help him condense his body, would he still be able to wake up from the endless darkness?

Tushanjun doesn’t know.

His understanding of soul flags is still very superficial, and his understanding of panels is not deep.

He did not continue to think about the soul flag. As long as he continued to think about it, it meant that he was not dead yet.

Tu Shanjun remembered that at that last moment, he should still be fighting against Jin Dan Zhenren.

Calling it a fight is an exaggeration.

No matter how many methods he used, in the end he only injured Jin Dan, who was already seriously injured.

This is a big blow to Tushanjun.

He thought there would be a big gap, but he didn't expect the gap to be so big.

It took all his efforts to break through the defense of the seriously injured Jin Dan.

"Killing the enemy beyond the ranks is really uncomfortable for me now." Tu Shanjun looked around, and the Yin Shen stood quietly in the soul flag.

The surrounding evil spirits gathered towards the soul flag like a long dragon.

The Zunhun Banner located in the center of the formation flutters in the wind and absorbs the gray mist.

Under Zhang Xuhun's flag is Ding Xie sitting cross-legged.

The surrounding spiritual energy dispersed the evil spirit and gathered around him.

There is great terror between life and death, and the mood swings between life and death will also be great. Ding Xie, who suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart, actually improved again.

Although it has not yet reached the peak of foundation building, as long as the mana is replenished, there will basically be no major bottleneck.

Tu Shanjun, who was in the soul flag, stood up. His body was still very weak, and a day's accumulation of evil energy was not enough to restore his body. Now that he could exert his strength in practicing qi, it was very difficult to burn incense.

It will take at least a month or two to restore the original strength. If the evil spirit is not enough, it may take a year and a half.

The stronger the strength, the harder it is for the main soul to recover after being injured. Not only does it require a large amount of evil energy, but it also takes time.

And while he is recovering his strength, there is no guarantee that the banner master will not have any thoughts, such as destroying the soul banner, smelting it into materials, or passing it on to others.

The Sovereign Soul Banner is the true body, and the main soul evil ghost body can be condensed through evil spirits and ghosts.

If there was anything wrong with the soul flag, he might be dead.

Nothing like this has happened yet, but we have to guard against it.

Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that Tu Shanjun was once cautious.

After killing Zhao Shixian, he never took the initiative to approach high-level monks.

Therefore, except for the monks who were passively inherited as banner masters, all other banner masters were trained by Tu Shanjun from ordinary people.

After this battle, Tu Shanjun felt that he should pay more attention to the soul flag itself.

At the level of a magic weapon, even if the monk doesn't use it very much, he won't destroy the materials.

Qi-training and foundation-building monks also have no ability to damage magic weapons.

"Buzz."

Ding Xie, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the soul flag, suddenly opened his eyes with a familiar vibration.

With a surprised look on his face, he stared blankly at the soul flag behind him. He thought he was hallucinating.

But how could he, a dignified foundation-building monk, have hallucinations without being exposed to illusions?

"Could it be that inner demons have arisen?" Ding Xie was shocked and hurriedly sank into the sea of ​​consciousness to mobilize the Yin God to thoroughly investigate him.

After some inspection, there was indeed no inner demon, and there was nothing wrong with his state of mind.

Since there are no problems and all problems are eliminated, the most unlikely result is the final result.

Ding Xie channeled his magic power into the soul flag, and Tu Shanjun manifested his body with Ding Xie's magic power.

His body had recovered less than half, so the body that appeared was quite illusory, and even his breath was very weak.

"Brother Tushan, you are still alive!" Ding Xie was overjoyed.

This is what is lost and found again.

The accumulated depression was swept away, and it was even more exciting and joyful than defeating Jin Dan.

Thinking of this, Ding Xie looked at Tu Shanjun with wide eyes: "Brother Tu Shan, could it be that you defeated Master Jin Dan?"

Why doesn't this guy open any pot?

But this is also a normal thought. If Tu Shanjun had not defeated Master Jin Dan, how could he appear in Soul Banner now.

Tushanjun shook his head.

He tried his best and failed to defeat him, but was killed by the Crippled Golden Pill instead.

The gap between the two is too big.

Without powerful spells and magical skills, just relying on these scattered and unsystematic spells in his hands, it is really a delusion to cross the realm and kill Jindan Zhenren.

What's more, Tushanjun can only draw the magic power of the banner master, who is naturally short of Jindan Zhenren.

Tu Shanjun feels that this time is also a valuable attempt.

At least he understands the gap between himself and Jin Dan, and can face his own strength.

Secondly, the seriously injured Jin Dan Zhenren should have less than 30% of his combat power left.

He really coveted the evil energy condensed from the huge blood pool.

Such an opportunity is rare. If they miss it, they will have to wander around Dongyuan for at least several years to collect all the evil energy of the promotion magic weapon. By then, they don't know what will happen.

Tu Shanjun thought for a moment and thought he could look for Mo Shisan.

The opponent is a disciple of the dragon from the Mo Palace. He will definitely be able to find helpers, and he also has a life-saving trump card in his hand. It should be easier than them to face a disabled Jindan.

They were looking for this person anyway, and if they could enlist Mo Shisan's help, they would be more likely to kill this seriously injured Jin Dan.

Tu Shanjun asked about this.

Ding Xie said: "Brother Tu Shan, I have told Mo Shisan about the matter, and the Wanli Transmission Talisman has been used up."

Tushanjun froze on the spot.

This shouldn't be done this way.

Now that it was done, forget it, maybe this opportunity was not theirs, so they simply didn't think much about it and just collected the evil energy honestly.

Leave these things to others.

This world is not incapable of losing anyone. Without the discovery of Ding Xie and Tu Shanjun, Mo Gong would still continue to investigate.

Tu Shanjun expressed his thoughts.

He felt that since Mo Shisan had been informed, Wanfa Sect would definitely know about the matter.

"The golden elixir in Dongyuan City is trapped. Returning to Dongyuan City is a trap."

"There is no way to contact the sect. I suggest you wait and see what happens."

After hearing Tu Shanjun's words, Ding Xie was silent for a long time: "The disciples of Wanfa Sect entered the urn. I think it has something to do with Zhang Ran and the others. I can't stand by and watch this matter."

"I am Ding Xie, law enforcement disciple of Wanfa Sect."

Ding Xie looked at Tu Shanjun with firm eyes: "Brother Tu Shan, help me."

Tu Shanjun wondered if Ding Xie was stupid. Normal people would avoid this kind of situation, so he still wanted to plunge into it.

He couldn't defeat the Skeleton Golden Pill. No one could guarantee what happened to Zhang Ran. It might be a bigger crisis.

"He's going to die."

Tu Shanjun stopped him for the second time: "Bei Luoshan, there are still people waiting for you."

"Brother Tu Shan, for the sake of us being friends. If I die, please help me send my things back to Beiluoshan." Ding Xie took out the talisman and handed it to Tu Shanjun.

"Incomprehensible!"

Tu Shanjun's eyes were filled with blood, and he frowned, his red hair calming down.

This time he was really angry.

It was precisely because they were friends that he stood behind to block the Skeleton Golden Pill. He expected that he might be re-condensed by the soul flag, but he wouldn't die, which didn't mean he wouldn't feel pain, or panic or fear.

Everyone is afraid, and he is no exception.

It was precisely because they were friends that he tried his best to help Ding Xie, but when he turned around, Ding Xie wanted to go back and die.

It's just in the later stage of foundation building, what's the use of going there?

"I know, but I have to go back and save them."

"They laugh at you."

"Is there anything to laugh at?"

"I may never see Zhang Ran again. I have to go. He is my friend."

Tu Shanjun doesn’t understand fellow sects and sects, and he’s not familiar with me. Their love to death has nothing to do with him. Tu Shanjun even thinks that it’s best for them to fight Jindan Master and both sides will lose, and then he gives the blood pool to Make time.

Why is Ding Xie so persistent?

"Brother Tushan."

With that said, Ding Xie handed the talisman to Tushanjun.

"will die."

Tushanjun persuaded again.

As long as they hide for a while, collect the evil spirit and attack the magic weapon, it will be good to save those trapped fellow disciples in the future.

With higher cultivation, you can save more people, hundreds or even thousands, and even participate in the sect's decision-making.

Why go now?

Ding Xie looked at Tu Shanjun and said with a smile: "Brother Tu Shan, do you still remember why you want to practice?"

"I can't stand the family constraints."

"I feel like when I have the power, I can save some people."

"Those are my classmates, I can't just ignore them."

"Not yesterday, not tomorrow."

"Today."

Ding Xie's words were in his ears.

After so many years, Tu Shanjun is no longer as ignorant and impulsive as he was at first, and he has begun to learn to protect himself wisely.

But ask yourself, why is he practicing?

Tushanjun couldn't answer.

Is it just for the sake of becoming an immortal?

Or was it for Li Qingfeng, the first friend he met in this world, or Wen Yue, his first disciple?

It seems like neither.

His original wish was to become an immortal, get rid of his identity as the main soul of the soul flag, and become a human again...

Tushanjun shook his head, his thoughts were complicated.

Nor is it suitable for people to think when they are angry.

He could only comfort himself: "It's all my choice, it's all my choice."

"If Wanfa Sect is really powerful, he may not die."

After calming down, Tu Shanjun took the talisman handed over by Ding Xie, opened his big mouth and swallowed it. Without saying anything, he turned around and walked into the soul flag.

It is useless to say anything at this time. No one who cultivates immortality is not persistent.

A gentleman does not take away other people's ambitions.

Hindering one's ambition will harm one's path.

Anyway, everything that needs to be done has been done. Now that his strength is damaged, he has no evil spirit to help him recover. His strength is very weak, so he can't help much.

Since Ding Xie wanted to save people, he had to rely on himself.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Tu Shanjun is very happy that Ding Xie can do this, which also shows that he has not misjudged the person.

If he were ten years younger, there would be no objection, because he had acted like this before.

When people get old, they will be afraid of death and will not take risks easily.

"Coward."

Tu Shanjun said in his heart, this time he was talking about himself.

Seeing Tu Shanjun walking into the soul banner, Ding Xie opened his mouth. He felt that he had indeed gone too far. Tu Shanjun, who used to be calm and indifferent in the past, was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

He wanted to say something, but in the end he stood still and didn't move.

If you have anything to say, let’s wait until we get through this difficulty.

Taking out the soul flag in the center of the formation, he went straight to Rakshasa Abyss.

The sky of Rakshasa Abyss was often shrouded in thick gray mist, flying towards the abyss, and the surrounding cliffs and rocks quickly receded from the side of his eyes.

The frightened little monster quickly retracted into the gap and peeked through the gap with its head.

Inside the Rakshasa Abyss.

In front of a huge ruins, the disciples of Wanfa Sect were struggling to crack the formation.

Judging from their current progress, they will be able to completely crack the formation of the Punishment Hall in two days.

Zhang Ran, who was standing among the crowd, had excitement and excitement in his eyes.

How long?

Even he himself had somewhat forgotten that he was finally going to pull out the nail.

Sensing the movement of the transmission talisman in the talisman bag, Zhang Ran quietly left the crowd and walked aside, opened the transmission talisman and looked at the message from it.

"Young Master, the matter has been settled, but the man seems to be injured."

Two lines of small characters were placed in front of him. Zhang Ran rubbed his hands and crushed the transmission talisman in his hand.

Once things are done, there will be no problem.

That person was injured, probably as a result of fighting with others.

"Has the demon cultivator from Mo Palace already arrived?"

"Or, another force." Zhang Ran pondered slightly, no matter which party it was, he could not stop him from opening the formation.

"Junior Brother Zhang, it's time for you to change."

Hearing the shout from the senior fellow at the formation department, Zhang Ran retained his thoughts and casually used the holding talisman to convey the next task.

It only takes two days, the disciples of Wanfa Sect cannot make any mistakes, and the disciple's token cannot be broken.

Two days later, it was time to send them all back to the west.

Then he said: "It's coming, it's coming."

The nucleic acid test was delayed at night. Today’s 4,000-word chapter.