The aura of inspiration that uniquely belongs to the pinnacle Great True Monarch explodes.
With such ability, if he were placed outside, he would still be the overlord.
The moment the aura bloomed, the ripples formed by the spiritual machine suddenly razed the small courtyard behind him to the ground. Perhaps if it continued, even the surrounding Jujun Tower would be shattered by the pressure of the great monk.
It's a pity that even such a monk is still unable to fight back in the hands of Lord Tushan.
The black and red silk thread tightened with the ghost's hand.
All inspiration and energy are stagnant.
The Governor looked down in horror, and he saw a double image of his Yin Shen.
No, it's not a double image, but his Yin Shen has left his physical body. The black and red threads are not stuck in the flesh and blood at all, but are tightly locking the Yin Shen and dragging it out.
After practicing for so many years, he has never seen such strange supernatural powers.
Tu Shanjun glanced around before withdrawing, and said calmly: "A lot of people will die in the battle in the city, so I have no choice but to have you die in my hands first."
An illusory shadow of a shrine appeared behind the governor, and the black-red thread seemed to extend from the shrine.
At this moment, the governor felt that his thinking had slowed down a lot, as if he had been in a trance for a moment.
After the trance, the Yin Shen has left the body.
In the blink of an eye, it was wrapped in black and red silk thread and turned into a rice dumpling.
It fell into the hands of the black-robed monk.
"Swallowing souls."
The bloody mouth covered with fangs opened wide, and the green-faced monk seemed to have finally revealed his true nature as an evil spirit, and was about to tear the evil spirit into pieces and devour him alive.
"You must not kill me!"
"I am the leader of the organization. If I die, the organization will definitely find out the truth."
"The organization has thousands of branches, and I am just the governor of one of them. You should know the consequences of offending the organization!" The governor struggled and tried to tear open the big web woven by silk threads, but he found that he could not break free at all.
Now he can only move out of the organization and move out the forces he can truly rely on.
But just now, he was still planning to organize the monks' things.
"organize?"
Tu Shanjun let out a light sigh.
The Yin Shen stared at the Governor, seeming to want to get a false message from his mouth. However, to his disappointment, this man was very determined and did not waver in the slightest.
I was about to use the Soul Searching Technique to check, but due to lack of mana, I gave up the idea.
Tu Shanjun is not afraid of organizations but rather curious about what kind of organization can establish such a huge force. Such a force is probably more profound and terrifying than the sects in the Eastern Wilderness Realm.
"The Peak Great True Monarch is just the master of the helm?"
He chuckled and shook his head slightly.
No one would believe such words.
If it was such a huge organization, even if he should have heard of it long ago, it should have become famous all over the world. Why is it so invisible now?
"I have killed many people, and they all felt that they were the ones who did not deserve to die."
"Fellow."
"Please enter the banner!"
Tu Shanjun smiled calmly.
Open your big mouth and swallow it.
…
In the inner and outer ridges of Tianji City, there is Tianchi for raising soldiers.
The Soul Flag that had been restored to its original appearance bloomed with a faint light.
After obtaining this Nascent Soul Yin Shen, the repair of the Soul Flag has gone a step further.
Fortunately, the Soul Reverend Banner was originally in a damaged state, otherwise the entry of the Yuanying Yin Shen into the banner would further enhance the strength of the main soul. At this time, the Breakthrough God Reverend cannot support it, and the devil knows what will happen.
It is precisely because he has experienced it long ago that Tu Shanjun can confidently and boldly lead the Yuan Ying Yin Shen into the banner.
Looking up, I saw the sound of thunder in the distance.
Tu Shanjun smiled and said lightly: "This is the aura of thunder and calamity."
He waved his hand and swept over, and the body of the Nascent Soul cultivator standing in front of him turned into evil energy.
He turned around and looked, and Lu Jing's eyes flashed with fear. It was very obvious fear. Lu Jing finally understood that just like this senior's appearance, he was indeed a giant in the magic way.
Double horns, red hair, green face and fangs.
Never bluffing.
The method of swallowing souls and refining souls is even more skillful and makes one's scalp numb.
It's hard to imagine what the consequences would be if such a method was used on oneself.
The tall figure walked up to Lu Jing.
The senior master who killed the governor with a snap of his fingers walked up to him and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"
"Not...afraid."
Thinking that he would die at any time, Lu Jing became calm again: "Afraid!"
Of course he felt scared. Anyone who faced such a powerful demon master would feel scared, especially if his cultivation level was not high enough.
Now he still needs help from others. As a killer, he never thinks that someone will help him without any reward.
Now that the governor is dead, it is his turn to pay a sufficient price.
Canran smiled and said, "What's the price?"
"What price?"
"Senior's price for helping me."
When he heard him ask this question, Tu Shanjun was obviously stunned for a moment.
He never seeks anything in return from others.
However, it does come with a price.
"Your Yinshen."
"After you die, the Yin Shen will be taken away by me."
Tu Shanjun looked at him calmly, even his voice was much softer, as if he didn't want to disturb Lu Jing's sleep with his loud voice.
"That's okay." Lu Jing smiled, and the fear in his eyes gradually dissipated. Maybe he was still scared, but he became much calmer. There is always a price to pay for asking for help, and this price is already a heavy price for him.
It was excellent, and he had no more extravagant wishes.
"Senior's boat and copper lamp were sold by me, and a lot of the spiritual stones in the storage ring were used."
"The things are placed in Guxian Tower."
Lu Jing tremblingly took out a bronze key from his arms, and then took out a token from his storage bag and said: "I placed the incomplete Taoist soldiers in Tianchi to raise troops. Seniors can use this token to defeat them."
Take it away.”
"..."
Tu Shanjun took the key and token, looked up, and saw several powerful auras coming from the horizon.
So he returned the key and token to Lu Jing and said, "The monks in Tianji City have noticed that if I hold them, I will attract attention."
As long as he doesn't bring these foreign objects with him, he can completely disintegrate his body and turn into evil spirits and leave. Not only will he not be seen through, but even his traces will not be found.
…
This time it was not a small fortress flying boat, but a disc-shaped spiritual boat hidden in the clouds.
Except for those with advanced cultivation, the monks in the city did not notice such a mount flying by and staying just above the Jujun Tower.
"Where's the image from the camera?"
"Because the monk who took action was so powerful, the camera was damaged long ago. In addition, due to the isolation of the magic circle, the external camera did not capture his figure."
The monks in the circle quickly reported and scanned the instruments belonging to Tianji City in the small courtyard one by one, but no useful information was obtained.
The monk who was sitting in the circle stepped forward, and the pressure belonging to the Great True Monarch turned into waves.
The divine light of the spiritual officer's eyes burst out, capturing the aura remaining in the small courtyard. However, he was still disappointed. There was not much aura in the small courtyard, and it seemed that there were only three strands.
One of them stopped suddenly, the other was so weak that it was difficult to detect, and the most obvious breath also changed.
"Two peak Nascent Soul cultivators, and one in the late Golden Core stage."
The monk frowned and said, "Why did the mana fluctuations disappear so quickly without causing much damage?"
Immediately afterwards, the monk snorted coldly and said impatiently: "It's such an accident, why are you so anxious to inform me? It's just a few breath fluctuations, aren't you making fun of me?"
"If anything like this happens again in the future, let the monks in the prison carefully investigate it."
The monks in the jail would definitely not dare to play tricks on him, but there was no need to take action in such a thing.
As long as they don't cause too much damage in the city, do they still need to worry about the minor frictions between the monks?
Don't they, the advanced practitioners, need to practice and be on call at all times?
If something like this happens again, the ordinary law enforcement monks must be notified first, and then reported layer by layer based on the degree of damage and the cultivation level of the fighting monks. The fluctuations in the mana of the Nascent Soul monks cannot directly alert the garrison of these great weapon sects.
Elder.
Fortunately, I only informed him, otherwise the venerable who was practicing in seclusion would be alarmed.
If the blame comes down, everyone will have to walk around without food.
"Xunjujunlou, check carefully to see who he is."
"You don't need me to teach you these things, right?" Monk Nascent Soul looked sideways.
Zhong Han quickly responded: "Disciple understands."
There was a murmur in my heart, who is so bold?
Moreover, the monks in the prison hall also falsely spread the news. It was obviously a minor friction between the senior monks. Rather than a fight, they actually asked the elders to take action. When they arrived, they found no trace of a fight.
Since it is a small friction, it should be solved according to the situation of the small friction.
Sometimes there is no need for them to take action, and it will be fine once the high-level cultivators on both sides sit down safely.
If they intervene too forcefully, it may intensify the conflict. If there really is a fight between high-level practitioners, the elders will be asked to take action only after the situation is confirmed.
He heard from his senior brothers that he had seen the Venerable plundering the formation and beheading an obsessed monk.
…
Over there, Zhong Han nervously mobilized his personnel to find out who made the move. On this side, Zhong Songtang also nervously mobilized his contacts and was preparing for the transaction three days later.
Originally, they planned to go directly to Jujun Tower to find the man, but considering Lu Jing's life, they endured it.
afternoon.
Zhong Songtang and Mr. Wu were planning in detail in the study.
Zhong Han had already returned home and rushed to his father's study room in his house.
As soon as he stepped into the study, he complained in a low voice: "Dad, do you know that I still have big things to do? The elders are pressing me hard, so I have to keep an eye on it. And it's such a critical moment. While they all still remember
.”
"What's the big deal for you to call me back at this time?"
"Your Uncle Wu's apprentice, nephew Lu Xian, was kidnapped."
Zhong Songtang went on to say: "You put this matter of human life at stake for now. I will personally go and talk to the elders of your Law Enforcement Hall in the future."
"ah?!"
Zhong Han said blankly: "What's going on?"
"Is the situation serious over there?"
Despite what he said, Zhong Songtang was still concerned about his son's affairs.
"It's not serious, it's just that two great monks had a conflict in the Jujun Tower, and then they disappeared."
"where?"
Mr. Wu in the cloak exclaimed.
"Jujun Tower?"
"Jujun Tower?!"
"Yes, the courtyard of Room A in Jujun Building has been razed to the ground." Zhong Han said unconsciously.
Mr. Wu was surprised and said: "It shouldn't be there..."
Before he could finish his words, the study door opened again.
At first, he thought it was a servant or a butler coming, until the man opened the door and entered, his cloak suddenly flew up: "Boy Lu!"
"Brother Lu Jing?"
"Nephew Lu Xian?"
It was Lu Jing who pushed the door open.
But now Lu Jing looked pale and smiled and said: "I'm back."
This chapter has been completed!