But unlike Tushan Jun, the Ghost King of Daheishan is fearful.
How powerful is the Black Mountain Seal? This is not a shadow condensed by a spell, but a real magic weapon. This blow was placed on the body of a monk in the early stage of the golden elixir, and the opponent's brains had already been smashed out.
Even if a monk of the same level was hit, the head injury and bleeding would be minor, and the body should be broken and the Yin Shen displaced.
Not to mention that I could still stand, but I couldn't even walk straight, so I could only run away.
The red-haired ghost cultivator opposite him not only did not fall into unconsciousness, but also stabilized his figure, without losing much of his aura.
If we estimate the combat power, it is only 20 to 30% at most. Don't think that 20 to 30% is much. If she uses the magic weapon to hit with all her strength, she will lose 45% of her mana. Only 100% of her mana is enough to use the magic weapon with all her strength twenty or thirty times.
Even after she defeated Jue Fa and the others, she would still have to face the threats from her neighbors, and even her demons would take action first.
"There can be no further delay and a quick decision must be made."
The ghost king of Daheishan has a slightly more ferocious look on his beautiful face. Since one attack fails, let's try again.
"Seal of Heaven."
"Jurisdiction."
Formed by the seal in the hand of the Ghost King of the Great Black Mountain.
Orange-red light rose from the ground, and in an instant, the legal domain had condensed into shape.
"The Black Mountain Emperor's Seat!"
The main peak of the Black Mountain is transformed into a huge throne, with a body of a hundred feet sitting on it, with the sky and clouds above its head, and the mountains and rivers under its feet, like a ghost emperor overlooking the human world. It is more like a pillar of heaven, connecting this small world.
Tu Shanjun, who was shrouded in the realm of law, concentrated and said: "The body of the god of incense and fire."
That's right, the one in front of you is also the incense and fire divine body. With the formation of the golden elixir realm, the incense and fire divine body has reunited.
"Is that the king's legal domain? It's really powerful."
"With a body of a hundred feet and such strength, can one call the golden elixir the strongest?"
"No."
"What?"
"That man didn't show any fear." The demons were only surprised by the power of the Daheishan Ghost King's magic domain. They came to their senses after hearing Nie Quanjiu's reminder. The Golden elixir master who was hostile to the Daheishan Ghost King still seemed to be calm.
…
"Senior, let's take action together."
Juefa recited Amitabha, and then used the Heavenly Dao Seal to condense the Dharma Domain.
"Your domain has been severely damaged just now. Even if you want to take action, it will only be a waste of mana. Lend me my mana to condense the domain." Tu Shanjun's message fell into Juefa's ears, and a bottle of elixir was stuffed at the same time.
"Take one when you have more than half of your mana."
"Okay!" Juefa was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
He can condense the realm of law. There is no reason why his predecessor cannot condense the realm of law.
He just didn't know what kind of legal domain the senior was in. He had never seen Tu Shanjun take action with all his strength.
The other side.
Tu Shanjun poured the golden elixir-level ghost elixir into his mouth like a jelly bean, and finally repaired his injuries.
Fortunately, he was not killed by that magic weapon, otherwise he would have to give up all his accumulated wealth here. Apart from the Yinhun Pill, there is no other way that can provide him with such a huge amount of evil energy to condense into his body.
Regardless of the large reserve of Yinhun Dan, as long as Tushanjun dies once, it will cost a fortune.
Now that my cultivation level is high, it is not like when my cultivation level was low, I could just gather some evil energy and regain my physical body.
"Seal of Heaven."
"Jurisdiction."
"The gods know the realm of death!"
The black light was like a tide, immediately crowding out the red-orange glow and occupying half of the area.
Dark fog shrouded and terror descended.
The dim firelight lit up the long and endless road, and a shrine could be vaguely seen emerging.
If the realm of the Daheishan Ghost King gives the demons a feeling of power, then the realm of the red-haired and black-robed ghost cultivator is terrifying. It is a feeling of fear when facing something terrifying in your heart.
Fortunately, the area covered by the legal domain is not large, only the main peak and the main hall are included.
Therefore, there are many monsters outside the main peak, and the people cannot see the scenes inside.
However, the small scope of coverage does not mean that the space within the legal domain is not large. The legal domain is a small world of its own. The stronger the monks who use the legal domain are, the larger the space within the legal domain will be.
The legal domain that appears to be one or two miles from the outside may actually extend to thousands or even thousands of miles inside.
As the realm of law unfolded, the black robe on Tushanjun turned into a black and red cotton robe and armor. It looked like armor, but in fact it was more like a dress for a sacrificial ceremony.
His red hair was spread wantonly, with two sinuous horns reaching to the back of his head, and two small flags behind his back, stuck on his shoulder blades, spreading out to both sides.
The Ghost King of Daheishan sneered and said sarcastically: "Dressed like this, are you planning to perform in a big show?"
Tu Shanjun was in a calm mood. This was the complete form of the Soul Ming Death Realm. The two small flags represented a thousand Yin gods each, and there was an illusory third small flag. However, because there were not enough Yin gods in the soul flags, it was only a rough prototype.
That's all.
"Sing a song and send you to death."
"How brave, I will let you die first!"
"Mountain and River Seal."
"go!"
The black seal once again broke away from the Daheishan Ghost King's hand, and when it was thrown, the surrounding energy had been completely blocked. Not to mention the escape technique, even the body-protecting method was in danger.
"banner."
Tu Shanjun waved, and a small black flag fell into his hand, and instantly turned into a sword. The surface of the soul flag was painted with monsters and ghosts of different shapes, either ferocious, terrifying, silent, or compassionate.
The flags were spread out all around, and the soul flags hung over Tushanjun's head.
A clanging sound.
The black light shield held up by the soul flag collided with the black seal.
The coercive wave surged mightily, turning everything in front of him into powder. The impact was so strong that it could not be compared with ordinary magic attacks.
After all, the soul flag is not an offensive magic weapon, so it will inevitably suffer some losses, but fortunately, the soul flag is a mid-level magic weapon, with a higher quality than the seal. The material is hard, and even if there is a fluctuation, it can be quickly repaired by the evil spirit.
"Magic weapon?!" Daheishan Ghost King's eyes widened and he cried out in surprise.
It is expected that the other party has a magic weapon, because generally no matter how poor the golden elixir mid-stage monk is, he can have a magic weapon close to him. Regardless of whether the magic weapon is consistent with his own nature, whether it is compatible or not, having it is better than nothing.
However, the magic weapon that looks like a soul flag does not seem to be a simple object.
Not only did the aura and the red-haired ghost cultivator match each other, but they felt vaguely and seemed to be one and the same. The most important thing was that it seemed to be an intermediate magic weapon.
The Ghost King of Daheishan was surprised. Someone was even more surprised than her. That person's jaw dropped to the ground.
Unlike other demons, the demon cultivators of the Blood Evil Sect recognized the magic weapon in Tu Shanjun's hand. It was clearly the signature of their Blood Evil Sect.
"Honoring Soul Flag!"
"A magic weapon-level soul banner."
Listening to the demon cultivator beside him muttering to himself, the ghost cultivator couldn't help but look sideways, and his eyes couldn't help but twinkle.
The demon cultivators of the Blood Evil Sect have already been stunned and confused. Even the elders in the Blood Evil Sect may not have a magic weapon-level soul banner. This is not a magic weapon that is easy to refine.
The magic weapon stage is okay, and it is very powerful among the same levels. However, if you want to improve it, you not only need a huge silver soul, but also need to re-refine it, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive. If it is scrapped, a lifetime of hard work will be ruined. There is no way
People dare to bet like that.
That's why the Soul Reverend Banner has not become popular. Most of them are used by monks who practice Qi and build foundations. When they become elders, they change the magic weapon.
"There must be a golden elixir-level Yin Shen in the magic weapon Zunhun Banner, right?" The ghost cultivator looked at the demon cultivator of the Blood Evil Sect and asked.
The demon cultivator of the Blood Fiend Sect seemed to have not recovered yet, but nodded unconsciously.
"Trouble."
"Including the red-haired evil ghost and the monk of the White Bone Temple, if there is a Jindan Yin God in the soul flag, if the ghost king of the Black Mountain doesn't know this information, he might be trapped."
Ghost Xiu just wanted to remind you.
I saw Tushanjun taking off the two small flags on his back in the sky.
The two small flags were like two nails, nailing the incense god's body to the throne, unable to move.
"Lend me your life!"
Boom!
The Baizhang shrine rises from the ground, like a gate that covers the body of the God of Incense and Fire, and also covers the Great Black Mountain Ghost King inside the body of the God of Incense and Fire.
"Shu Zhuan."
A huge word 'death' appeared on the stunning face of the Daheishan Ghost King.
This word also appeared on the face of her incense body.
Just look at countless black threads protruding from the door of the shrine. The intertwined black threads break through the roaring incense god's body and take root in the god's body of the Daheishan Ghost King.
During the effort of shaking the spirit, Daheishan Ghost King felt that his consciousness was light. When he looked down, he saw that a small part of her spirit had already separated from her body and was being dragged to the open shrine behind her by the black silk thread.
The shrine is eerie and does not look like a good thing.
Even if they are really worshiped, they are definitely some kind of evil gods or evil ghosts.
At this moment, the Daheishan Ghost King felt a life-and-death crisis. She really felt like she was going to die.
The incense god's body roared and struggled, and the stirring incense turned into ripples.
This is not the wish of the Dahei Mountain Ghost King, but the wish of all the living beings in Dahei Mountain. They do not want the Dahei Mountain Ghost King to die.
Countless incense forces poured in, and the two small flags that were originally strong became loose.
It was this glimmer of hope that the Ghost King of Dahei Mountain seized.
"Come!"
The black seal that was in a stalemate with the soul flag quickly returned and smashed down in the air. With just one blow, half of the Baizhang shrine behind her was broken.
The black thread is broken.
The word "death" on the face of the Daheishan Ghost King also became lighter.
After receiving the backlash, Tushanjun spit out a mouthful of blood. Although his swaying body stood up straight, his legs were no longer as solid as before, but were trembling slightly.
"The people don't want to, so do we have to save her?"
The hundred-foot-long body of the incense god seemed to be turning into a spirit, constantly pumping up its own power.
Tu Shanjun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Stupid, stupid people!"
He knew that no matter how angry he was, these stupid people would not wake up.
What he has to do is kill the Great Black Mountain Ghost King.
"Shrine."
"Get up again!"
At the same time that Tu Shanjun's seal was condensed, with a thought, the Killing Formation of the Ghost King of Ten Directions finally appeared at this moment.
"All the people can save you once, but how can they save you a second time?"
"kill!"
Tu Shanjun hummed.
They danced and performed a great show.
The Baizhang Shrine reappeared, and countless black threads burst out to hook the body of the Ghost King of Daheishan, but at this moment, Tushanjun's pupils could not help but shrink.
It was just a body, there was no Yin Shen at all.
"Pfft!"
An arm penetrated Tushanjun's chest, making his already precarious body even more critical.
There was no color on his face, and his body was not as straight as before.
This is a monk in the middle stage of Golden Core, and he can easily move mountains and reclaim seas. However, this attack is too tricky, and the timing of it is too good.
Tushanjun turned his head.
His eyes were full of astonishment, surprise, and disbelief.
That arm belongs to Jaw Dharma.
"puff."
Black-red blood spilled freely from Tushanjun's mouth. The blood hole in his chest made him feel suffocated, and his beating heart slowly decreased in frequency, as if it would stop the next moment.
But he forgot that he no longer needed breathing, let alone heart support.
Even an ordinary golden elixir master can live a good life even if he loses his heart, let alone with an evil ghost body like his.
All of this seems to be because he didn't expect it.
He didn't expect that the person who took action would be Juefa, who was blocked behind him.
Being betrayed is an indescribable feeling, and the pain is like standing under a poisonous sun with frost in your heart.
The smile at the corner of Juefa's mouth was like an awl, piercing into Tushanjun's heart.
This chapter has been completed!