Tushanjun felt the mana filling his body.
His eyes moved towards the banyan tree dragon.
He didn't know why this fragile body had such huge magic power.
However, he doesn't need to know, as long as this magic power can be used, it is enough.
The smoke and dust dispersed.
Mu Long's starry eyes flashed with doubts.
The attack he just made would seriously injure even an ordinary Golden Core cultivator, but why did the strange-looking monk in front of him not seem to be injured.
"Who are you?" Mu Long's old voice resounded.
"I?"
"My name is Tushanjun, you can also call me Master Zunhun." Tushanjun is not anxious at all. He will delay as long as he can, at least so that Chi Xuan can form the elixir without being affected.
"Zunhun Zhenren Tushanjun."
"never heard of that."
Mulong suddenly realized something. He stared at Tushanjun with his eyes and exclaimed in shock: "Are you the monk who came in from outside the territory?"
Tu Shanjun was not surprised that the other party reacted so quickly. Instead, he said calmly: "It seems you know me."
"Haha...ha, you don't even know you're about to die."
"What I didn't expect was that you would really exchange fate with Zhang Tianbao. I wonder what benefits my old man promised you to make you willing to die." Mu Long's eyes showed a curious look.
In his eyes, Tushanjun was already a turtle in a urn.
Even if you can rely on the little magic power of this talisman body to resist, in the end it will be too much and the result will be death. This is using the destiny to draw the energy and energy of the body, which is equivalent to the gathering of most of the Yin gods.
Once killed, the best result is to become a living dead. Unless someone is willing to spend time to help repair the condensed Yin Shen, otherwise, they can only wait quietly for their body to slowly die.
Tu Shanjun's eyes were still calm: "You're blocking my way."
"My way back!"
Old Long was more curious, but he felt that he might have encountered a madman who could not be explained. It didn't matter. The peak of Jindan was just difficult to kill, but it didn't mean that he couldn't be killed: "You die here, I'll see how you go back!"
"Blue King Broken Wind."
The wooden dragon's claws poked out from above, and the surrounding light was completely covered by the covered dragon claws. The wind around them all stopped, and even the leaves falling from the huge banyan tree stopped in mid-air.
"The true meaning of Ku Rong."
The fallen leaves of the banyan tree turned yellow at some point.
Tu Shanjun didn't know why, but his body that should have been strong and strong became a lot stooped, and most of his scarlet hair turned white.
My face and hands are covered with wrinkles that I don’t know when they started growing.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, the saggy gums clicked, and the old and calcified teeth fell out.
His body became more and more stooped, and the black robe on his body also faded.
Tu Shanjun understood that he must be very old, too old to move, and not even the magic power in his body could move this old body.
Although his body is old and about to fall apart, his eyes are still young.
They were a pair of black and red enchanting eyes, young, energetic, and terrifyingly sharp.
"Am I old?"
Tushanjun raised his fist.
At this moment, he seemed to overlap with the old ape in the cassock in the sea of consciousness. His slow fists were like those old men in the park slowly doing Tai Chi for the elderly.
"Birth, aging, illness and death are natural laws, but practicing cultivation is contrary to natural laws in an attempt to gain immortality."
"Do all monks in the world yearn to become immortals like me?"
"For me, becoming an immortal and immortality require the help of others. As long as his Qi possesses the persistence of immortality and immortality, it is consistent with my way."
"I need to improve my immortality..."
"It turns out that this is my true meaning of swallowing souls and the foundation of the soul-honoring banner."
"I understand!"
Tu Shanjun shouted loudly, feeling his eyes suddenly brighten.
He saw Mu Long's persistence for immortality, which was something that was consistent with his true intention surrounding Mu Long's Qi, and his true intention couldn't wait to swallow it up.
"Swallowing souls..."
“True meaning!!!”
Tu Shanjun raised his fist flatly, and the surrounding light was suddenly swallowed up by his darkness. The golden color around the golden old ape merged into the darkness in front of him, turning into a huge phantom and punching brazenly.
"swallow!"
The tall phantom of the Zunhun Banner appeared behind Tushanjun.
At this moment, the confrontation between the two parties' true intentions was like two different worlds colliding together.
Although Zhenyi's fighting skills did not affect the surrounding environment on a large scale, in the eyes of Tu Shanjun and the old wooden dragon, they only felt that there was a roar in front of them, and the sky collapsed.
The darkness began to collapse, and Tushanjun's body also withered under the influence of Laolong Kurong's true meaning.
But Tushanjun not only didn't feel any boredom, but also laughed happily: "Haha...hahaha."
"My true meaning is complete."
"Complete!"
Old Long's dull voice sounded: "Death!"
Bang.
The body of Tushanjun in front of him suddenly exploded, without any breath left.
Lao Long felt that the punch he received had weakened his energy and spirit.
That punch swallowed up at least several years of his energy.
If it weren't for the huge gap between realm and strength, he felt that he might have been swallowed whole by that madman. Although he didn't know where he would be swallowed.
But this is obviously impossible. The true meaning of Jin Dan cannot be so terrible.
Chishan.
Tu Shanjun suddenly opened his eyes.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, stood up with a dull look on his face, and just grinned.
The Yin Soul Pill remaining in the soul banner quickly dissolved, and the vast evil energy was replenished, putting his broken Yin Shen back together. Tushanjun, who came back to his senses, wiped the halazi at the corner of his mouth, and then looked at the whirlpool that was still in the formation.
of Chi Xuan.
His injuries lasted for ten and a half months, and he was probably not well-educated. Fortunately, Wood Dragon made him older, and by some strange combination of circumstances, he merged with the true meaning of the demon ape in the sea of consciousness, and realized the complete true meaning. Instead, he displayed his true meaning.
The strongest strength at that time.
If he were to take action now, he would not be able to return to his previous state.
Although he can simulate it, it is still not as good as the real effect of Ku Rong's true meaning on the body. Next, Chi Xuan needs to go out of his own way, so that Tu Shanjun can still benefit from it.
Chi Xuan, who had successfully formed the elixir, gradually collected the scattered spiritual energy around him and stabilized his own energy. He also noticed Tu Shanjun's state at this time. The black and red blood was all the original blood essence.
The dazzling light reflected into his eyes, and he quickly flew over to take out the healing elixir: "How are you, Zhenmao?"
Tu Shanjun shook his head and tried his best to support his body: "It's not a problem."
He needed the evil spirit to repair his body and warm up his Yin spirit, but the panacea was too ineffective for him.
The old dragon struck too quickly and too hard, and the injury directly affected Yin Shen, causing his physical body to collapse. He could no longer use Chi Xuan's magic power to maintain his body, so he should return to Soul Flag to cultivate at this time.
However, Tu Shanjun was a little worried that the old dragon would continue to take action, so he sent a message to Old Monster Jing.
"That wisp of fate can only allow him to take action once. Without Chi Xuan's personal belongings, even if he knows his birth date, there is no magic seal that can directly curse other monks to death, not to mention that the gap in cultivation has been narrowed."
'There's none?'
Tu Shanjun cursed in his heart.
He has mastered a technique that can use the birth date of the opponent to curse him. He used it last time. It is indeed true. If the difference in realm is relatively small, the opponent can only be injured but not killed.
The world of spiritual practice still needs to be treated with caution, and you should not think that just because you have a high level of cultivation, you will not be tricked by others.
Chi Xuan's breath was very stable, and Tu Shanjun released the spell of fate exchange. At this time, the approaching darkness behind him finally faded away, and Tu Shanjun, who was tense, let out a sigh of relief.
"Wow."
Another mouthful of blood was spat out, mixed with some fragments of internal organs.
Monster Jing looked at Tu Shanjun with a worried expression: "Your injury..."
"fine."
Tu Shanjun swallowed a mouthful of blood, and the gaps between his teeth were filled with the sweet taste of blood. Various degrees of problems appeared in his internal organs. The Yin Shen was like a rag doll that was forcibly sewn together with seams, and would break into pieces if touched casually.
Just after returning to the main peak platform, He San, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried forward and said anxiously: "Arch Master, Juling County is reporting urgently!"
Chi Xuan received the urgent report about Juling County from He San.
When he opened it, his expression suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Chu Liangyong has already begun to attack the city, and there are three master-level monks and a group of monks who gathered to attack the Incense Dojo."
After saying that, he looked at the people around him.
Wu Ruoshui is the mascot and is used to stabilize the Bai Shrine.
Monster Jing most likely has no choice but to take action. He would definitely not waste his strength in a place like this if he had to fight against the evil dragon.
Tu Shanjun was seriously injured and was on the verge of collapse. Chi Xuan did not dare to let Tu Shanjun help.
Tu Shanjun did feel that his body was about to shatter, so it was better to return to the soul flag quickly. Most of Chi Xuan's pills to overcome the tribulation were used on him. If Chi Xuan resisted on his own, he might be the first to face the old dragon.
He was killed by the blow.
The rest needs to be handled by Chi Xuan himself. With his current body, he cannot exert much strength.
Chi Xuan let out a long breath.
In order to prevent accidents, Zhou Hui advised him to take the divine body back to Chiyang Palace.
Forming a pill is a big deal, but protecting Juling City is a small matter. Zhou Hui said that they have enough power to protect Juling City. If it fails, he will mobilize troops from the remaining five counties to come back for reinforcements.
He looked at He San and asked, "When did it happen?"
"Three days ago."
"I'll take the first step."
Chi Xuan turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the main hall of Chiyang Palace.
The tall divine body is covered with gray stone and is solidifying on the lotus platform.
He took the pill to stabilize his cultivation, and then took several pills to restore his mana, and then looked at the divine body in front of him.
The seal was formed, and the lime all over the body of the god in front of him cracked into large cracks, turning into fragments and falling from the body when he was shaking.
The six-foot-long body slowly stood up, flipping the roof of the hall in front of him to the side, and a red-yellow light lingered around his body.
Chi Xuan flew and merged into the divine body in front of him.
The six-foot body suddenly grew to eighteen feet, and it still didn't stop.
Suddenly it soared into the sky, like a sun breaking through the sky and flying towards the distance from the hall.
This chapter has been completed!