I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

The red-haired evil ghost with green face and fangs showed a kind smile.

The smile did not make the Demon Lord feel any warmth. Instead, a biting chill surged from the bottom of his heart, flowing through his limbs and stimulating the nerves in his hands and feet.

It was like a needle pricking her, making him reluctant to touch it easily.

The eyes of the Demon Lord, who was wearing a blue-gray robe, glowed with frightening light.

Like two beams of light.

Until he saw clearly the cultivation level of the main soul of the Zunhun Banner, the anxiety in his heart was swept away.

The strength of the main soul is indeed not weak, but it is still not enough.

If you want to devour the master, you have to look at his cultivation level.

As the genius of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, Gui Mo is certainly confident in his own strength. He doesn't think that one main soul can make waves.

Of course, if he is unwilling to take action against the enemy, it will become a drag on him.

Therefore, he must seize the opportunity and suppress everyone.

"hehe!"

Owl-like laughter flies from the mouths of the proud.

"Ha ha."

The demon lord shook the soul flag, and the inch-inch soul flag suddenly turned into ten feet.

The black iron flag hangs down, with a blue background like the blue sky, depicting rampant soldiers and ghosts walking on the clouds. It seems that in the blink of an eye, the magic soldiers will jump out from the illusory blue sky and eat people alive.

He glanced sideways at the green and white ghost hand on his shoulder and said calmly: "I am in charge of the Zunhun Banner now. I think you know what decision you should make."

He knew it in his heart.

The red-haired main soul in front of him is the same kind of person as himself.

There is no need to be rational or emotional in dealing with such people.

He only needs to defeat the main soul with overwhelming power, and then he can calmly accept the surrender of the main soul.

This is a common problem with all magic treasures.

Demonic treasures will only surrender to the stronger.

"Amitabha, we are really not impressed by the donor's cleverness in plundering." Venerable Fahui said.

Twisting the Buddha beads in his palm, the spiritual aura has invisibly covered the world. It seems that as long as the demon cultivator in front of him makes any change, he will take action with lightning speed.

Venerable Huang Tuo's face was gloomy, and his eyes were like wild beasts.

He has only been in contact with the Artifact Spirit for a year, and these people have been looking for him one after another. They are afraid that Guxian Tower has given them a desertion and may leak his whereabouts.

Otherwise, how could they have searched so quickly by relying on information alone.

As a first comer, he has already regarded the Soul Flag as something in his pocket, and does not allow others to covet it. How can he allow the demons to take away the Soul Flag safely.

However, he did not speak first, but was still observing the situation.

He felt that he still had an advantage.

Firstly, it is a one-year test for oneself, and secondly, the spirit of the main soul weapon of Zunhun Banner is quite unruly and powerful, and demons may not be able to control the main soul.

Other eager monks will take action, there is no need for him to be the one to take the lead.

As long as he can keep his composure, he can leave a good impression in the heart of the main soul.

"This fellow Taoist action is against morality!"

"Ghost, I advise you to be wiser. You cannot take away the spiritual treasures."

Compared to Huang Tuo's deep voice, Venerable Qingluan opened the two short knives at her waist. The weapons screamed and vibrated, forming two strong rays of light, attached to both sides of her hands, as if building a small dagger for her hands. wing.

The withered-haired monk holding the sword sighed: "Fellow Taoist, it's better to sit down and talk."

"talk?"

The demon sneered: "He who has the ability to treasure this treasure will live there. If anyone refuses to accept it, he can snatch it from my hand, just like I broke into the door and snatched this thing away. Who will talk to you about the path of cultivation? Me or him." "

After saying that, he turned his eyes, looked at the red-haired main soul behind him, and said in a cold voice: "I see that your devilish aura is so strong, did you come here through negotiation?"

"well said!"

A refreshing praise fell.

The next person who stepped into the courtyard was a young monk dressed in brocade clothes. He was none other than Chen Tianba, the genius of the ancient Chen family.

Chen Tianba clapped his hands and applauded: "Brother Guimou is worthy of being a member of the devil's path. Don't be afraid. They think they are powerful in numbers, but in fact they are just a mob."

"Chen Tianba, do you want to join forces with demonic cultivators?!"

"What is good and what is evil, I only care about my own mood."

"Amitabha, how can fellow Taoist Chen enter the great road with such a mind?"

"Is there any relationship between morality and character?"

"Perhaps, but how do you know that a character like mine is not more in line with the Dao?"

Chen Tianba laughed, turned his eyes to look at the ghosts, and then looked at everyone: "Brother Guimo, you and I can resist these people. When you completely control the spiritual treasure, you will be able to escape..."

"He can't leave."

An ethereal and hoarse voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Surprised, Chen Tianba turned his head to follow the sound.

The face of the demon lord who clutched the soul flag became more and more ugly, and he said sternly: "Are you still going to devour the Lord?"

The red-haired master soul looked indifferent, his eyes lowered and swept across. The blue-white ghost hand that landed on the shoulder of the demon master slowly raised, but it did not withdraw it, but grabbed the demon's head.

At this time, the demon was shocked.

He didn't expect this soul to be so vicious and dare to attack so brazenly.

"You dare!"

Thousands of spiritual ideas converge into body-protecting Qi.

The demon thought he could easily resist it, but unexpectedly, the protective energy didn't seem to work at all.

The thick body-protecting gas was like a foam balloon, which was easily penetrated by the ghost hand. Before he could figure out the joints, the ghost hand had already appeared above his head.

Purple-black rough nails touched his forehead.

The skull is as hard as tofu.

puff!

The ghost hand pierced it.

The demon's eyes widened suddenly and he exclaimed: "Illusion?!"

"when?!"

Just when he activated his body-protecting Taoist soldiers and life-saving trump cards, he suddenly woke up. However, when he woke up, his eyes that were originally shining with divine light had quickly dimmed.

The dull eyes gradually came into focus.

The 'ghost' moved his neck and shoulders and looked inside his Dantian for magical power.

He nodded with satisfaction and said: "Very good, it's not in vain that I spent all my efforts to block your mana. If it directly backfires, you will definitely suffer serious internal friction when you are on guard."

"The current mana is enough."

The 'ghost's' gaze immediately passed over everyone in the courtyard.

Everyone's expressions were different.

…

In Huang Tuo's eyes, the demon stopped moving after the senior weapon spirit said thank you.

Immediately afterwards, the body-protecting aura emerged, but quickly dimmed. Then at this moment, the tall figure standing behind the ghost disappeared, and was replaced by a "Ghost Lord" talking to himself. '.

"Amitabha."

Fear flashed in Fahui's eyes.

too fast.

It's so fast that it's scary.

Li Ku swordsman holding the sword frowned.

Why does he feel so wrong?

Perhaps the demon was right. The Soul Reverend Banner was originally a demonic treasure, and what it needed was no ordinary test or recognition at all. If this is the case, the appearance of the Soul Reverend Banner may not be a good thing.

Thinking of this, his passion for chasing the spirit treasures diminished, and he became more worried.

The sword in his hand buzzed.

His expression was uncertain.

On the contrary, Venerable Qingluan's phoenix eyes bloomed with divine light.

She's not that pedantic.

As long as she can obtain the spiritual treasure, her path forward will only be smoother and more open. Now it seems that the ghosts have not withstood the test of the spirit of the Zunhun Banner, and the ghosts may have been replaced by the main soul.

"No wonder!"

"What?"

Huang Tuo looked at the cold and arrogant Chen Tianba not far away.

Chen Tianba glanced at Huang Tuo, but did not show off, but said calmly: "No wonder I have never heard of anyone in charge of the Soul Flag, and I only see artifacts and artifact spirits here."

"It turns out that this treasure can backfire on the person who holds it, using the person's body and magic power."

"It's really shocking."

"If he were disguised, we might even mistake him for a monk."

Everyone's expressions changed.

A sense of horror suddenly arose in my heart.

A treasure that disguises itself as a human being. From time to time, it turns back to the soul to devour it and use the body and magic power of the banner master to survive.

If they didn't know this details, they might consider him a brother and treat him as a living monk.

"Amitabha, it is really inappropriate for such a demonic treasure to be exposed to the world of mortals. Why don't we let the young monk take it back to Tianlong Temple and wash away the demonic energy from it." Venerable Fahui said with a smile.

The more magical it is, the better, and the more scary it is, the better.

If it weren't for such a treasure, he wouldn't have spent so much time searching for it.

Venerable Qingluan's eyes never left the main soul, and he said with a smile: "What the master said is wrong. Let's leave it to my Divine Phoenix Sect. Our sect's nirvana method is enough to cultivate one's character."

"..."

The 'Ghost' smiled as he watched everyone arguing, shook his head slightly, took out a jade slip from the flag, and threw it over.

Said: "Fellow Taoist, you are really good at using the Blood Dao Technique, but you lack flexibility. You might as well be bolder. Here are some of my experiences on the Blood Dao."

"Thank you."

"We will see you later."

Huang Tuo caught the jade slip and was still stunned.

He didn't know why the weapon spirit wanted to thank him, nor what was in the jade slip, nor why the weapon spirit wanted to give it to him.

Compared to this kind of blood knowledge, he wanted to get the spiritual treasure more.

But there is only one sentence: "We will meet again in the future".

…

Lord 'Ghost''s face slowly changed, his horns sprouted, his red hair fell wildly, and his figure grew taller.

Taking one step forward, ripples appeared in the space in front of him.

The mist is dim.

It's as if this side is the world of heaven, and the other side of the ripples is actually the underworld.

As everyone can see, the opposite side is the barrier space.

"You can't leave!"

"boom."

The ripples of the spring water ruffled by the spring breeze are like frost, quickly freezing into one piece.

An extremely ferocious Gangqi solidified the space here into a piece of iron. Such a change not only locked the space, but also stimulated the great formation of the City of All Things, and a layer of crystal appeared in the originally boundless sky.

The main soul looked up.

Look back and sideways.

It was Venerable Fahui who exerted such ice energy to freeze the world.

"Amitabha."

"The benefactor is so full of demonic aura that he and the monk should return to Tianlong Temple to wash away the mortal world."

"I had a friend before."

"oh?"

"He is also a monk."

Fahui's eyes lit up and he asked: "The donor is destined to be my Buddha."

"I don't know that fellow disciple..."

"he died."

"Amitabha, he just went to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss."

Tu Shanjun didn't say much, but said: "I don't want to kill anyone."

"Step aside."

Chen Tianba smiled and said: "I think it's not that you don't want to kill, it's that you don't have the ability to kill!"

"Don't worry, everyone. Since he needs to constantly change his body, it means that his magic power cannot be regenerated. We only need to use up his magic power. The next step is for us to compete based on our abilities."

"No matter who the bride ends up with, I, Chen Tianba, will have nothing to say about it."

Venerable Qingluan smiled sweetly and said: "Everyone depends on their ability."

"Buzz."

Venerable Liku sings with the sword in his arms.

The withered-haired monk also took a step forward: "You can't leave."

out of five.

Only Venerable Huang Tuo, who was holding the jade slip, hesitated.

Come back later. One update today, and another update as normal tomorrow.