The spell composed of seals fell from the sky.
Tu Shanjun wanted to stand up, but the corpses around him, half buried in the ground, firmly fixed his limbs.
It was even covering his body, as if it was forming shackles.
Heavy, depressed.
This cemetery area is like a cage growing out of the ground.
Tu Shanjun searched for all the spells he knew.
He knows more than twenty magic spells, half of which are functional, and only two of which are of the explosive type.
"Reverse birth and explosive blood."
Despite being torn apart by Tu Shanjun, he still managed to stand up from the ground with the help of his strength.
The joints of the limbs exploded, and blood surged to fill the vacancies in the limbs. The bloody arms, legs and feet looked out of place with the body.
"boom."
The spell of the Skeleton Golden Pill fell on his shelled body, and the figure that was about to take shape was crushed into a pulp.
Tu Shanjun looked directly at the Skeleton Golden Pill and murmured: "The gap is too big."
The gap between the peak of foundation building and the realm of golden elixir is like an unbridgeable gap.
Tushanjun stood on the edge. He wanted to go over, but found that the more he ran, the closer he got to the abyss.
Each realm is an undeniable qualitative change, otherwise it would not be divided into this way.
Perhaps after hearing Tu Shanjun's sigh, the skeleton golden elixir was suspended in the air, with his hands in his blood robe, looking down: "One golden elixir is swallowed into the belly, and from now on my fate is up to me."
"This is not just talk."
"Every stage of practice is very important. There is no such thing as a wrong monk unless you are a bad monk."
"Even the Jindan Master, who is at the bottom of the same realm, cannot be shaken by a foundation-building monk."
The Skeleton Golden Pill, which is sure to win, is not as eager as it was at the beginning, and his words are also very calm.
What he wanted to break was Tu Shanjun's mind.
Only by winning both in terms of cultivation and state of mind could he convince the foundation-building ghost cultivator in front of him.
But it was different from what Skeleton Golden Pill expected. The ghost cultivator in front of him had a calm expression, no hysterical shouting, and no horrified eyes. It was as if everything that happened in front of him was normal.
Since Tu Shanjun entered the realm of seeking Taoism, there have been many cases where he has been victorious in battles at smaller realms.
Of course, that is also because the monks in Xiaoling Prefecture have single spells and tactics, which does not widen the gap.
He never felt that he could reach a higher level and kill the enemy.
When he was practicing the Great Perfection of Qi, he didn't challenge the Foundation Establishment monk by overestimating his abilities. Now he also doesn't want to challenge Master Jindan.
If the faceless ghost hadn't discovered his whereabouts, he and Ding Xie would have left long ago.
In the world of spiritual practice, if you can fight, then fight, if you can't, then run away, there is nothing to be ashamed of.
Sometimes you choose to face your opponent head-on, just to keep yourself from losing courage.
Seeing that the ghost cultivator didn't say a word, Skeleton Golden Pill knew that he was attacking in the wrong direction, so he changed the subject and said, "You must be thinking of blocking me yourself and letting that brat from the Wanfa Sect go to the Dongyuan station to ask for help."
Tu Shanjun's expression changed slightly, and suspicion appeared in his originally calm eyes.
Could it be that there is already a problem at Dongyuan Station?
"To tell you the truth, Jin Dan Zhenren at Dongyuan Station has already been trapped. Even if he returns to the station, he will fall into a trap."
"The Wanfa Sect cannot rescue him." Skeleton Jindan laughed.
Everything is guaranteed to win.
It doesn't matter even if a kid from Wanfa Sect escapes.
There are only a few days left before the formation is destroyed. The blood pool under the feet continues to pollute the entire formation. By then, even if Wanfa Sect reacts, it will be too late.
It's just a pity that I didn't do things perfectly and still let people discover this place.
Skeleton Golden Pill didn't know why the two of them were able to find him.
Could it be that a blind cat meets a dead mouse?
He didn't continue to think about it. Once he captured the ghost cultivator, all the answers would be revealed.
Tu Shanjun's expression was serious. In this case, he couldn't delay for too long.
He must recover from his injuries before Ding Xie returns to Dongyuan's station, and at the same time inform Ding Xie of the information he has obtained.
Calculating the allocation of mana.
Ding Xie should have left far away, and his mission has been completed.
Tu Shanjun looked at the flesh and blood residue that had been splashed onto the skeleton's golden elixir blood robe due to the sealing technique.
The seal is formed instantly.
"Spirit demon, blood killing technique."
The remains of flesh and blood quickly turned into a figure.
Skeleton Golden Pill didn't expect that the ghost cultivator was still resisting at this moment, and he didn't understand why the other party could come to him so quickly.
"The corpse coffin."
The coffin expanded under the influence of mana, and the blue-gray coffin was like a large stone pillar standing in front of the Skeleton Golden Pill.
The body of the ghost cultivator in front of him exploded.
Another figure appeared in front of Skeleton Golden Pill again with the help of cover.
"disease."
As soon as he spat out the word, his body immediately twisted and deformed.
The Skeleton Golden Pill was so frightened that he wanted to retreat, and the defensive seals were instantly deployed.
However, how could Tushanjun give him a chance?
What you hit is to catch the opponent off guard.
There was a loud explosion.
The huge power directly covered the body of the Skeleton Golden Pill.
The self-destruction of a monk at the peak of the foundation-building realm is more powerful than any spell in the foundation-building realm.
"puff."
The force of the counter-shock shook the skeleton's golden core so much that it spat out a large mouthful of blood.
He was already seriously injured, but he was injured by double explosions without checking for a moment.
The distance was too close, and he was covered in blood from the explosion.
The space of the legal domain seems to be very large, but because the skeleton golden elixir cannot support the complete legal domain, it can only cover the original cave.
The explosion formed in such a small space was more powerful than in an open area, so that cracks appeared around the gray legal domain.
In order not to harm his own cultivation, the Skeleton Golden Pill had to disperse from the legal domain.
The moment the black boiling water faded away, the flesh and blood covering the skeleton's golden elixir quickly gathered together as if alive, and the blood shadow solidified, revealing Tushanjun's face.
"Pfft."
The nails of the ghost finger cut open the skull's neck, only about an inch, and could not cause any more damage.
"ah!"
The Skeleton Golden Pill slapped Tushanjun on the forehead.
The bloody figure condensed by the spirit demon blood killing technique exploded again, blasting the skeleton golden elixir directly to the wall, and then his body fell into the blood pool.
After a few bubblings, the blood pool calmed down.
The demon corpse on the shore still put the corpse's blood into the blood pool in an orderly manner.
Tu Shanjun has played his role as much as possible, but it is still difficult to shake the Golden Core cultivator.
This is still a seriously injured Jindan. If it were a Jindan monk in his heyday, he probably wouldn't even be able to break through other people's defensive techniques.
…
The farther away he was, the more Ding Xie could feel the pouring of mana, and the flow of mana just now stopped abruptly.
"No movement!"
Ding Xie's heart was in a state of confusion, and even his body, which had been maintaining his flight, was slightly unbalanced. However, he still did not stop and continued to run.
After flying away for three days in a row, only 20% of the mana in Dantian was left.
Ding Xie then found a place to hide.
He must preserve a certain amount of mana in his body. It is at least half a month's walk from Dongyuan's station. Once his mana shows signs of exhaustion, it will definitely attract the attention of many monks who stop in Dongyuan.
Greed can make people lose their minds and do irrational things. Ding Xie cannot bet that everyone he meets will be good people.
He released the sword pill to carve out a long and slender tunnel, then took out the set of magical arrays that had already been matched in the holding talisman and sat around. Ding Xie quietly restored his mana.
The effects of spirit stones and ghost pills are so powerful that all the lost mana can be recovered in just one afternoon.
Ding Xie, who was tense, let out a long breath.
He came to Dongyuan to look for the Evil Spirit Advanced Soul Flag, and did not want to get involved in any trouble.
But he couldn't ignore Zhang Ran, nor could he let his fellow disciples die.
He also obtained the technique of gathering evil spirits from Mo Shisan, and promised to inform him of any useful information he got.
It's like there is a big net spread out all around.
And they are all prey on the Internet. The more they struggle, the more they will get trapped in it.
"clam down!"
After repeating the meditation mantra three or four times in a row, warm mana flowed through his limbs and bones, and Ding Xie's panicked mind calmed down.
"Golden Pill, Blood Evil Sect, Rakshasa Void Clan, Holy Spirit Sect, fellow sects of Wanfa, and the refined Black Palace Demon Cultivator..."
"Brother Tu Shan." Ding Xie took out the Soul Reverend Banner. His mana drawdown became very weak three days ago.
Even if he offered it, Hun Ban would not use his magic power, which made him think of Tu Shanjun who stayed behind.
I used my magic power to call Tushanjun, but there was no response.
Ding Xie suddenly panicked. Faced with such tremendous pressure, he lost his main soul, Tu Shanjun...
Thoughts flashed across his mind, and Ding Xie sat cross-legged, feeling sad.
However, there was also some secret joy in his heart that even he himself was not aware of.
Complex thoughts flash past, like moths scurrying in front of a candle, always turning into black ashes when thrown into the fire.
Tushanjun's death is a great benefit at the moment.
Tushanjun is too sane and has his own thoughts. He looks just like ordinary people.
The Sovereign Soul Banner is just a magical weapon. For those who use the magical weapon, it is enough as long as they can use it skillfully. There is no need for such a highly intelligent main soul.
High sanity means uncontrollability. When a magic weapon is uncontrollable, is the person controlling the magic weapon, or is the magic weapon controlling the person?
As long as the magic weapon can continue to advance and produce Yinhun Dan to assist in practice, it will be fine.
There are no constraints from ghosts, and there is no main soul to be wary of.
This is the perfect magic weapon, and it is the magic weapon that should be controlled by monks.
Relatively speaking, Tu Shanjun, the main soul with a high level of sanity, is simply a burden to this magical weapon.
You have to make an oath, you also need to understand the thoughts of the main soul of the magic weapon, and you also need to help the magic weapon advance.
As the banner master, he cannot control all the functions of the magic weapon.
The master soul with such a high level of sanity and relatively low authority is the obstacle to him mastering the soul flag.
Ding Xie held the black soul-honoring flag in his hand, and these complicated thoughts collided in his mind.
His eyes twinkled.
He has saved enough spiritual objects and elixirs to save his parents in the clan.
The main soul of the Zunhun Banner died again, and everything just returned to the original point.
"Maybe, this is a good thing..."
This chapter has been completed!