I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Meng Zhi took a deep breath and sneered: "Without my spiritual body, you can only control the Yin God in the banner with your spiritual consciousness. You are not my opponent at all."

"Besides, the Honored Soul Banner is under my control. Even if you always want to draw out my magic power, you must use a cultivation level higher than mine."

"I have not understood the mountain realm, but I have an unparalleled foundation."

In Meng Zhi's view, since Tushanjun hid his weapon spirit body, he was afraid that he would use magical methods to suppress it, so that the soul flag would completely fall into his control.

Even the master himself is afraid of him, so how could he be afraid of a mere divine consciousness.

He is unusually calm now.

The tension and anxiety in my heart gradually disappeared.

Quietly think about the incomparable treasures stored in your hands.

The tall red-haired figure had cold eyes.

If the confrontation wasn't like this, he really wouldn't want to take action.

He has given Mengzhi countless opportunities. Whenever he repented a little bit, Tushanjun wanted him to survive as much as possible. However, he showed no sign of looking back.

Meng Zhi made up his mind to make this happen.

Tu Shanjun said softly: "I have foreseen countless scenarios. I thought that if I was carefree and carefree, without family ties, qualification restrictions, or enemies that I couldn't deal with, I would not die from this at all. To think that this time, it was me who took action myself."

"I thought you would be the most special one."

Take one step.

The sunny day rotates the heaven and the earth.

Xiao Yuehan, boundless evil energy steamed up, turning into a ten thousand feet of demonic abyss and appeared behind the phantom.

Under the influence of the black and red spiritual aura, it was like a cloud covering the sun, turning this half into darkness, while the dark golden tiger-eyed Meng Zhi standing on the other side rose up with dark golden light, illuminating the eternal sky.

"I am the most special one."

"I will completely master the soul flag, create a great clan's divine sect, and achieve the supreme immortal path." Meng Zhi said lightly.

As he spoke, an awe-inspiring sword light slashed across the horizon, slashing straight towards the phantom not far away. Under the control of his magic power and divine consciousness, the soul flag in his hand turned into a black gold blood sword.

After breaking the darkness.

Meng Zhi's eyes flashed with determination and determination.

Even though Tushanjun had ulterior motives at first, he taught him carefully.

It's just that in this world, there are right and wrong roads. The road that is not far is wrong. If he wants to go further and make more profits, he must do this.

He turned around and said, "Just keep an eye on me. My path is the right one!"

Cut it off with one sword.

The figure became increasingly faint.

Tu Shanjun finally decided not to hold back anymore. This mistake was made by him, so naturally he should solve it.

For the sake of strength and a future, Meng Zhi had already deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors. He didn't know what outrageous things he would do in the future. He could not allow such a thing to happen.

Even after killing Meng Zhi, he will completely take the title of Demon Soldier.

He did not hesitate.

"I don't care what the world thinks of me."

"I just don't want anyone to be like me again."

Tu Shanjun thought about many very bad consequences, but he never thought of taking action himself.

If he is willing to escape, he can continue to wait, wait for the monks of the Yu family to take action against Meng Zhi, or actively activate the Holy Tribulation to lead those old monsters to take action against Meng Zhi who is holding the soul flag, and watch Meng Zhi with cold eyes. Self-destruction through self-selection.

If nothing else works, he can ask Yu Linglong to clean up the house for him.

However, doing so is just to make yourself feel more at ease.

But he failed to shoulder the responsibilities that a master should have.

So even if it hurts.

He also had to take action.

"Mengzhi."

"The time has come."

The white ghost hand suddenly opened.

Whispered:

"It's time for you to fulfill your promise!"

…

"Boom."

Heavy footsteps came.

It also awakened this silent darkness.

Darkness stirs.

The sea of ​​fog rolled.

The sea of ​​consciousness is vast, and Yang Shen, who is sitting cross-legged in the central sky pillar, suddenly opens his eyes.

"Varied……?"

Meng Zhi lowered his head and looked at himself and the vast world in front of him. He couldn't help but be shocked, wondering how he could appear in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The heavy footsteps coming from a distant direction were like war drums.

The iron boots didn't feel like they were stepping on the ground, but like they were strangling his strong heart.

Two rays of golden light burst out from Meng Zhi's eyes and pierced the fog in front of him. At the same time, the golden light also lit up the figure walking in the distance.

Red-haired waterfall.

The top corner reaches the sky.

The green-faced fangs are a pair of black-red eyes that look like an abyss, magnificent and deep.

The tall figure was wearing a black and red robe and iron boots. He stepped down with one step, and the mist in front of him receded like a courtier, reflecting his growing taller body.

Mengzhi stared at the approaching figure.

a long time.

He laughed and said: "It seems that I underestimated you, old man. I didn't expect that you, old man, had a trick, and you didn't even need my weapon spirit to step into my sea of ​​consciousness."

"I can't even feel the fluctuation of mana. Doesn't this move require too much mana support?"

From the initial surprise, it turned out to be true.

Meng Zhi stood up slowly, held his hand in the air, and the Soul Reverend Banner appeared in his hand: "Master insists on killing the disciple, so don't blame the disciple for being unfilial. Since the Soul Reverend Banner can be controlled without a weapon spirit, then Why should I keep you standing in the way of my path?"

"Anyone who stands in my way is my mortal enemy!"

"ban."

The red-haired figure in the distance raised his hand and pointed.

Meng Zhi was surprised to find that the soul flag that had turned into a black gold blood knife in his hand had turned into fly ash. No matter how he mobilized his spiritual consciousness to control it, he could not shake it at all.

His face was gloomy and his eyes were heavy.

Once there is a battle between the sea of ​​consciousness and the consciousness, except for a few sharp weapons that can protect and attack the consciousness, the other treasures prepared will be useless.

Now that the use of the Zunhun Banner was restricted, it was equivalent to bringing the two of them to an equal position. He could only rely on his own strength to defeat Tushanjun.

Meng Zhi looked at the sky. After all, this was his sea of ​​consciousness and the world he dominated. Even if there was nothing, he would have the absolute advantage.

He opened his mouth and spat out, and a dark green knife floated in his palm: "This knife is called the God-cutting Knife. It is a holy weapon and specializes in spiritual consciousness. I found it in the Yu family's treasure house. This knife is very fragile, but it is very fragile." Look at what it’s against, if it’s just spiritual consciousness, then it’s a first-rate weapon.”

"The sky is evergreen."

"Give me three changes in hell."

"Hell Knife!"

The moment the green knife fell into Meng Zhi's hand, it turned into a four-foot sword.

In an instant, eighteen sharp sword qi converged into a terrifying hell.

A phantom of Shura appeared behind Meng Zhi. He grasped the front handle of the long knife with his withered palm and swung the knife that could destroy everything with this strike.

"Hell... Knife."

The tall red-haired figure whispered softly and formed a seal with his hands.

Eighteen rays of sword light slashed out from his palm.

boom!

The dark golden sword light collided with the black and red sword light, and the boundless forest energy turned into waves of mist and swept the sky above and below.

With this sword slashed out, the red-haired figure took more than twenty steps forward before he stopped. As his last step fell, the aftermath fell silent.

Meng Zhi's eyes widened and he said in shock: "You... are you hiding your tricks from me?"

Hell, who has the same three transformations of Tianqing's magical power, has exactly the same magical power, and he has even completely surpassed his master Tu Shanjun in the practice of the sword.

Why, Tushanjun doesn’t need a knife at all.

Just using the sword in his hand can cut out the same sharp sword light as him.

He has already mastered this sword, let alone a candidate, even if he were asked to challenge Yu Haoming again, he was sure that the other party would not dare to challenge him head-on.

Then there is only one problem, Tushanjun is hiding his moves.

The tall red-haired figure shook his head slightly.

He didn't keep it secret.

Rather, it was Tu Shanjun who was more surprised.

Meng Zhi, a person with such a character, was able to use the Hell Knife to such an extent. If he didn't have the courage to enter the hell, how could he comprehend this magical power and possibly bring it to the extreme?

If it were an ordinary Taoist candidate, or Li Ku holding the Black Emperor Sword would definitely no longer be Meng Zhi's opponent.

Even though Meng Zhi was a rebel disciple, Tu Shanjun had to admit that Meng Zhi was the smartest among all the disciples he had accepted. The Hu Po Dao Body fit well with him and allowed him to understand his true meaning and carry it forward. .

He just used his intelligence in the wrong place.

Meng Zhi lowered his eyes and clenched the long knife in his hand.

"Tiger Soul!"

Roar!

The tiger roars and all the beasts in the forest are silent.

A tiger with dark gold and black stripes jumped out of Meng Zhi's body and penetrated into the God-cutting Sword in his hand.

The God-cutting knife immediately bloomed with dark gold light and turned into a black gold blood knife. A faint tiger pattern appeared in the center of the blade: "God-cutting demon soldier, tiger soul!"

"Sacred Heart ascends!"

Infinite divine light rises.

Walking in the light, Meng Zhi held a long knife, his long dark golden hair danced wildly, and his eyes had completely turned into tiger eyes.

His aura reached its peak, and most of the world in the sea of ​​​​consciousness was illuminated by the holy light, and the magic weapon in his hand became increasingly dark, with black and white intertwined into mottled colors.

"Tiger Demon."

"Tao body."

"Sacred Heart!"

"Tao and demons are united!"

"Shengxian!"

"start."

The Sacred Heart sits.

Half-faced demon, half-faced Tao.

On one side is the ferocious tiger demon with monstrous aura, and on the other side is the banished immortal who is as quiet and lofty as the mortal world, overlooking the world.

Meng Zhi seemed to still be dissatisfied and said: "Azure is immortal, please allow me the three-phase method."

Between the tiger demon and the banished immortal.

One vertical eye opened.

Squeeze out the human face.

black White Red.

Three phases!

Meng Zhi, who has fully opened the secret method, opened his mouth and spit out a faint mist. With his current strength, it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand the mountain realm.

Not to mention being a fake saint and sub-sage, he has the same Taoist body and holds the god-cutting demon weapon in his hand. Even if he faces ordinary saints, he can still fight with them.

Looking at Meng Zhi in front of him who had fully developed his knowledge, Tu Shanjun sighed slightly.

Meng Zhi is now even more powerful than he was in the Pei family. Compared with himself at that time, he is indeed better than his predecessor. I am afraid that the ordinary candidates will no longer be his opponents.

The more outstanding Mengzhi is, the more difficult it is for Tushanjun to accept it.

How did a good practitioner end up in this situation?

However, the more outstanding Meng Zhi is, the less he can be merciful and end everything before Meng Zhi makes a big mistake.

"Three thousand pieces of gold medal, behead my immortal coffin."

"Ascend to heaven's will through feathers, cultivate the Tao and the demonic body!"

"Shengxian!"

"start."

The body on the silver side looks like an immortal Taoist king.

On the other side is the Abyss Demon Lord.

In the center of these two images is a green-faced evil ghost with fangs.

Black, white, green.

Three color streamer.