I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

When anger arises, evil arises in the heart and goes straight to the crown.

His hair was as wild as a waterfall, and he suppressed the black air that was about to surge around him. He held the long-handled "hammer" upside down. The ghost on the hammer stared fiercely at the Master Tianzhi who was hiding behind the headless corpse.

Tushanjun stood up from the ground and raised his flags to form a long stick.

With one leap in the air, he jumped over the tall corpse of the Three Tigers and arrived in front of Master Tianzhi. He lifted it up from the bottom with a hammer, and the strong wind broke through the air and crushed the dust in front of him.

The Heavenly Corpse Master's eyes were wide open and he tried his best to move his body.

The body of the Grand Master at the peak of the Golden Core was slowed down by such a tiny half a beat. If it were an ordinary fight, the insignificant moment of slowness would not be a concern at all, but now it is not a fight, but a close-quarters fight.

This delay is life-threatening.

The power of the Lingbao has already been absorbed by the ancient treasure corpse for him. When the hammer comes down, the brains will stir up the scalp. How can he not be afraid?

Clang!

The sound of gold and stone clashing was harsh and continuous.

The angry Tushanjun took a closer look, and two feathers fell lightly. They did not fall to the ground but circled around Tushanjun's weapon with purpose, and passed through the clouds with two whooshing sounds.

It was the man from the Lingmo Sect who took action with a smile. He was holding a long umbrella made of feathers. The feathers were like gold and iron, blocking the long-handled hammer head wrapped in a banner in Tushanjun's hand.

"My baby shouldn't be used like this, but my magic power is really limited." The man shook the handle of the umbrella as he spoke, and the feathers on the top of the long umbrella quickly gathered together to form a heavy sword with the keel as the main part.

"It's so dangerous!" Master Tianzhi secretly exclaimed and almost shouted out. At that moment, he didn't even have time to activate his backhand. If he was being held captive by that Lingbao, he would have to explain it here.

At this time, he didn't dare to show off any more. He quickly threw the ancient treasure Corpse Demon Talisman over, and it hit the headless corpse. It merged into the body without any hesitation. The aura of the headless corpse was like a pillar soaring into the sky. Tushanjun is even better.

"Integrated with the origin of the Corpse Demon Talisman, this Corpse Demon should be able to exert its full strength. In this world where mana is limited, it is truly invincible."

"Wake up."

"wake up!"

Master Tianzhi raised his hands.

Completely open the restrictions on corpse refining and target Tushanjun. If you can kill True Lord Nascent Soul and refine his body, the corpse demon talisman lost this time will not seem so important.

The man from the Lingmo Sect beamed with joy.

After all this tossing, Master Tianzhi's real trump card was finally revealed, and it was not in vain for him to come to the rescue. With this corpse demon fake body combined with the original source of the remaining ancient treasures, it is not far behind the real corpse demon.

As for whether the Heavenly Corpse Master can subdue the rampaging Corpse Demon again in the future, it is not something he can control.

After thinking about it for a long time, the corpse demon couldn't bear it anymore, and the armored clothes formed a knife with his fingers. The headless body only made him more majestic and terrifying. He silently raised the steel blade condensed with black pointed nails in his hand and slashed at Tushanjun's head. .

Tu Shanjun grabbed the hammer and retreated continuously. It was not that he was at a disadvantage, but it was because he could not attack with all his strength. He was wary of facing the three tigers, so his attacks were naturally not as smooth as when he fought against the ancient treasure corpse just now.

The most taboo thing in a fight is to give in like this.

As the saying goes, if you defend for a long time, you will lose, and when faced with the corpse demon fake body that is integrated with the origin of the ancient treasure corpse, Tushanjun's body cannot reach the level of corpse refining in terms of physical strength. Tushanjun will definitely suffer from the confrontation between the two.

I can only rely on my strong martial arts to fight with him for a while, and then I can make plans after I find out my weakness.

"The realm of ignorance."

After resisting for a moment, Tushanjun's thoughts surged to his horns, and the purple-black flickering patterns on the top corners turned into supernatural powers and converged on the center of his eyebrows, lighting up Tushanjun's eyes and shining brightly on the headless corpse.

This made Tushanjun understand.

No wonder he felt strange.

It turns out that there is another person who controls the body of the three tigers. It is the Master Earth Corpse whose body was crushed by him in front of Yangcheng that day and escaped from the Yin God. However, the Master Earth Corpse's eyes were dull and his body was lifeless. The aura of Yin Shen does not decrease but increases.

"What a heavenly corpse master. He even turned his junior brother into a living zombie yin god and wiped out his consciousness. How cruel!"

It was no surprise that he used ruthless tactics against his enemy Tu Shanjun, but it was quite surprising that he could use it so easily on someone he knew well.

It is estimated that these demon cultivators don't have much remaining humanity.

Even if he does feel a little guilty, he has been blinded by his cultivation and strength, or he is really indifferent and has no concept of this aspect, and regards other people as his stepping stones and qualifications.

There are thousands of kinds of people, and there are thousands of demons. Tu Shanjun doesn't want to worry about right and wrong. Don't blame him for being a demon who blocks his path to immortality. Even if he is really a righteous cultivator who helps the world, don't blame him for using evil hands to swallow souls and knock his head.

The Heavenly Corpse Master glanced and was speechless.

The corpse refining technique records the benefits of erasing the mind, which can greatly reduce the burden of the Yin God. Not to mention that the junior brother is his own son, he also has to prevent the corpse refining from backlash.

As for the cruelty, Master Tianshi couldn't help but laugh. When these words came from the mouth of the Soul-Devouring Demon Lord, it felt very inconsistent. When it came to being ruthless, he boasted that he was no match for the Demon Lord.

"Since they are mindless Yin gods, where are the souls of the three tigers?"

Tu Shanjun blocked the body from left to right while carefully observing the headless corpse. He was particularly surprised that the body that could decapitate even ordinary Qi practitioners back then had become so powerful in less than a hundred years.

Not to mention that the soul has long since dissipated, and the physical body has become... because of its special nature...

Keep your eyes focused.

Tu Shanjun finally found the whereabouts of his soul and immediately felt happy.

Fortunately it didn't dissipate.

Looking at the hands that host the soul, they are not the ghost hands of a heretic once. Different from the shriveled ones at that time, the ghost hands now are full and plump, and the flesh and blood seem to have come to life and assimilated the entire body.

"It's that thing!"

At that time, his cultivation level was very low and his vision was not broad. He regarded the treasure as an ordinary evil object. It turned out that these hands had always been a rare treasure. Although the born spirit knew how to cover itself instinctively.

The instinct of spiritual creatures corrodes ordinary people, but Tushanjun does not expect to find a fool for it. He is not afraid of those illusions and magic obstacles at all, so he can only stop and continue to dormant.

It wasn't until Sanhu's head fell to the ground and his soul was damaged that he finally escaped.

Unexpectedly, he ran all the way to scare ordinary people, attracting the immortal master to arrest him, and happened to go to the realm of the Corpse Demon Sect to meet the corpse-refining demon cultivator.

Only then was he led by the demon cultivator and thrown into the sect.

After sitting in the copper coffin for eighty years, the eighty years of cultivation allowed his hands to fully recover. With Master Tianzhi's gathering of heavenly materials and earthly treasures and the Corpse Refining Technique of the Corpse Demon Sect, he finally regained some of his former power.

To escape from this battle, there is no need to be constrained by others. As long as he can kill the soul-honoring demon in front of him, he can unlock the last restriction. When the time comes, with this body, he will have a place in the world.

Who knows whether it was a random act or a deliberate act.

Unfortunately, those hands cannot speak.

Tu Shanjun didn't know this. He was thinking about how to draw out the ghost spirit of the earthly corpse while preserving the corpse. The place of inheritance suppressed the magic power. He had the power of swallowing souls and couldn't use it without magic power, so he could only use some magic weapons. The art of size.

"It's better to think about it."

The golden old ape in the sea of ​​​​consciousness is also unable to take action.

The suppression of magic power in this side of the world is too great, and he is worthy of his powerful methods. His Nascent Soul cultivation is like carrying a sacred mountain on his back in the gap between the world and unable to stretch his muscles.

Sighing: "It seems that we can only break the limbs first so that they cannot move."

He couldn't ruin a good situation just because he was the Three Tigers, otherwise he would not only be sorry for Wen Yue, but also sorry for the Master Yuyan who accepted the inheritance in the inheritance place.

After being eliminated and beaten, the spirit treasure collided with the body of the corpse.

It is true that the body of the headless corpse is dented, but it is not that obvious. As long as the fight lasts long enough, Tushanjun can break the joints of the headless corpse.

"Not good." The man said secretly. Yuanying Daxiu's mood fluctuated a lot, and he could indeed judge the situation clearly. If they continued to fight like this, they would definitely not be able to get past the True Lord.

Xin Yiheng threw the object in his hand.

"Feathering Umbrella."

"go."

The keel of the long umbrella fits the spine of the headless corpse.

The differentiated iron feathers were spliced ​​into feather armor and attached to the body. With the protection of Lingbao, the headless corpse completely gave up its defense, and all its moves were to exchange injuries for injuries.

"It's not advisable to stay for a long time, let's go." The man from the Lingmo Sect stopped Master Tianshi.

At this time, the demon king was stopped by the corpse demon. It was a good time for them to go to the inheritance place. If they continued to stay here, they didn't know what would happen.

As long as they go to the inheritance place, they can awaken their spiritual demon sect's foundation.

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Tushanjun was shocked.

There are a lot of things that he has to bear down on this time. If something happens to Master Yuanyan, he will have to bear the blame for the rest of his life, and he will not be able to forgive himself with peace of mind.

"Sanhu, you fucking..."

Just with this sound, the body of the headless corpse paused slightly. Although it was not surprising to Nascent Soul Master that it was a bit jerky, just like the connection of moves, but Tu Shanjun, who was concentrating on it, still caught this change.

"Wake up Sanhu."

"Three Tigers!"

"..."

"it works."

Tushanjun was overjoyed, but he didn't expect that another village would be full of flowers.

It's useful, but it's not that useful. It can at most make Tushanjun go faster for a moment and a half. Such a drop in the bucket can't fundamentally solve the problem.

"He still has his own consciousness, but I can't wake him up..."

"Then who can wake it up?"

No need to think too much about Tushanjun shaking his soul flag.

When the banner was opened, a tall and slender figure walked out.

His white hair is tied into a bun, his face is covered with a hood, and his armor is majestic. The man raised his head to reveal his dull eyes, his lips moved slightly, and a familiar voice came as he opened and closed them.

"Three Tigers."

With just one sound, the headless corpse stopped immediately.

Even without his head, Tushanjun could still tell that Sanhu was staring straight at the white-haired man in front of him.

Tu Shanjun doesn't like the idea of ​​controlling the Yin God in the soul flag, especially the Yin God who controls his own apprentice and makes the apprentice speak mechanically. This is undoubtedly a self-exposed scar.

However, Tushanjun had no choice.