Mortal Ascension

bang bang bang...

Wang Qingshan's head was dizzy when he knocked on the threshold of the palace one after another. When his spiritual power broke through, blood would flow out in a short while. Wang Qingshan, who was exhausted, cursed Li Li secretly all the way, and soon passed out.

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"What treasure do you have?"

While Wang Qingshan was in a daze, suddenly a voice that sounded calm but sounded like Hong Zhong Dalu sounded in his ears, and he suddenly opened his eyes in shock and woke up.

Wang Qingshan was surprised to find that his injuries had fully recovered. Looking around, the empty palace was silent and cold, with rows of dim candles, and a strong figure standing in front of a huge yellow talisman, with his hands behind his back facing him. with him.

The yellow talisman paper connects the upper and lower parts of the hall, it is still wide and huge, with dense runes and patterns on it, Wang Qingshan feels nauseated and vomited after a second look.

Suddenly, the burly figure raised his hand, and the bad feeling in Wang Qingshan's heart disappeared immediately.

"Outer disciple Wang Qingshan, pay homage to the ancestor."

Wang Qingshan knew what he should do, quickly knelt down and said loudly.

The figure did not respond, and the entire hall was silent.

"The disciple accidentally got a flag-shaped treasure, and wants to dedicate it to the ancestor, please ask the ancestor to learn from it."

Wang Qingshan didn't dare to talk nonsense, and opened his mouth to spit out a small black flag the size of a thumb, and the small flag rose in the wind. With the stimulation of spiritual power, it could grow to be as tall as a person, and the surface of the flag shone from time to time. There are strands of brilliance flowing, isolating anyone's exploration.

The three ancient characters are engraved on the flagpole, which seems to be the finishing touch, bringing a simple and heavy sense of history to this flag, just like an ancient history that has witnessed countless.

This time, the Soul Slashing Banner was not inspired by any inexplicable power, nor did it exude terrifying power.

But even so, the quaint aura of the Zhanhun Banner was enough to shock Wei Shenwu's heart. With a shudder of his body, the face of the figure standing with his hands behind his back had already changed drastically.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Qingshan didn't even see clearly, the burly figure had already arrived in front of Zhanhun Banner, his eyes burst into endless light, like two small suns, the entire hall illuminated brightly.

Wang Qingshan was caught by the involuntary power emitted by the Golden Core Realm, and he didn't dare to raise his head at all.

"Where did you get that? Honestly,"

Although Wei Shenwu's voice was calm, even Wang Qingshan could hear the excitement in it. It is conceivable that Wei Shenwu's heart might have already turned upside down.

"Back to the ancestor, this is what the disciple got after he killed a fellow disciple. It seems that he got it from gambling stones."

Wang Qingshan answered honestly, he even said it directly about the sect's strictly forbidden matter of killing each other.

Sure enough, Wei Shenwu didn't care about the rivalry at all, he just muttered two words, "Gambling with stones!"

Wei Shenwu's lips trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up. He put his hand on the black flagpole and stroked it lightly, as if he was touching a beauty, for fear that she would disappear in embarrassment.

The pressure of the golden core around him unfolded in an instant, completely covering the palace where it was located, and no living beings were allowed to approach.

"Good, good, good,"

Wei Shenwu spoke softly, with endless joy and excitement on his face.

With this treasure, he, Wei Shenwu, can be called the number one golden elixir in the repertoire, and he is invincible in the golden elixir realm.

Even the Nascent Soul Realm who is known as the land god, Wei Shenwu can also use this treasure to challenge him and resist him head-on.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Wei Shenwu laughed wildly, the sound echoed in the hall, and could not be heard outside.

He really couldn't suppress his emotions anymore. After 500 years of cultivating the Dao, the calm and peaceful heart he cultivated was still not enough to face such a treasure as the Soul-killing Banner.

Wang Qingshan felt Wei Shenwu's arrogant and unruly laughter, and he was terrified and uneasy in his heart. He was afraid that he would kill people to silence him, so before he finished laughing, he quickly lowered his head and said, "Please forgive me, the soul-killing flag. There is a spirit in it. If you agree, you cannot use it."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Wei Shenwu, who slowly put away his smile, frowned and looked at Wang Qingshan, and then reached out his consciousness to go deep into the interior of the Zhanhun Banner, but his consciousness of the Jindan state could only be attached to it, Can't go deep into it.

"How did you make it recognize the master?"

"Go back to the ancestor, the disciple doesn't know." Wang Qingshan knew that he finally had the right to negotiate, and his voice was quite humble.

The point is that there are a lot of people who flatter people who are so powerful at the Golden Core Realm and flatter him in front of him.

If he, Wang Qingshan, behaves a little more humblely, I am afraid that he will provoke the contempt and indifference of the ancestors.

If Wei Shenwu didn't believe what he said and insisted on destroying him and occupying the treasure by himself, it would be troublesome.

Wei Shenwu remained silent. He tried dozens of methods to put away the Soul Slaying Banner, and even used all of his cultivation, but he could barely shake the Soul Slashing Banner by half.Under such circumstances, how could he take the Soul Slaying Banner against the enemy?

"You offered the treasure, but the old man can't use it. Could it be that you are lying to the old man?"

Wei Shenwu regained his composure, and said in an indifferent voice.

"The disciple dare not, the disciple can communicate with the spirit of the Banner Banner and make it work with the ancestor.

But the soul-killing flag flag spirit seems to have been injured, and its body cannot leave me for too long, and I need to use spiritual power to nourish it. "

Wang Qingshan said respectfully.

Soul Slashing Banner Banner Spirit?

of course not.

The Soul Slashing Banner was empty inside, and who knew if there was a banner spirit, it might have died a long time ago.

Wang Qingshan controls this treasure, relying on the power of the light curtain to forcibly control it and let it recognize the master.

Wei Shenwu couldn't even penetrate his spiritual sense, let alone forcibly control the Zhanhun Banner.

Wang Qingshan's rhetoric is the trump card for him to survive to negotiate with Wei Shenwu.

That is to say, only with his cooperation can Wei Shenwu use the Banner of Zhanhun.

Otherwise, even if Wei Shenwu is a great power of Jindan, he can only hope for the treasure but not get it.

"Hehe, the old man heard that there are treasures in ancient times, and only those who recognize the owner can use them. If other people want to snatch them for their own use, there is only one way."

Wei Shenwu smiled and said kindly.

The last time he laughed like that, he nearly knocked down a Jindan.

Wang Qingshan was crawling, in front of Wei Shenwu's burly body, he was very short, his heart trembled slightly, and he tried to calm down and said, "This disciple said in the book by chance.

If the owner of the treasure is killed, the power of the treasure will drop a lot.

But the disciple is willing to swear by the demon in his heart. What the disciple says is absolutely true. If he deceives the ancestors, the disciple is willing to live forever without hope, the road will be cut off, and there will be no place to die. "

Wei Shenwu was noncommittal, stroked the Zhanhun Banner, and said fondly, "This treasure is indeed different from the refining method in ancient times."

Wei Shenwu felt extremely regretful in his heart, why did he meet the greatest opportunity in his life now.

What a pity!

If he was young, he would definitely kill people and seize treasures, so it doesn't matter if he can use it or not, he will study it slowly when he has it.Things like chance should never be shared with others.

However, with the changes in the world today, the rules of countless epochs are changed, and the monster clan has accumulated 5000 years to start a new war, and Tai'anzong only has a golden core like him to support the door!

unfortunately,

Hateful!

Wei Shenwu's old face showed a look of struggle, even though he knew he couldn't gamble, but the greed in his heart still drove him to kill Wang Qingshan.