The next day, in Chang'an City.

In a secret underground temple, Yuwen Hu held the soul-summoning banner in both hands and was constantly refining. Soon, black forces gradually came from the soul-summoning banner, and he immediately felt the breath of Mu Yi and the prince of the Ghost Clan.

"Mu Yi, you finally started!" Yuwen Hu said secretly. He injected his spiritual sense into the Dao Soul-Summoning Banner and began to slowly feel the fluctuations of the spiritual sense on the Soul-Summoning Banner.

"This time, I must take down the spirit of the Soul Conjuring Banner!" Yuwen Hu concentrated his mind with all his heart. His spiritual sense surging into the Soul Conjuring Banner. A burning feeling emanated from the Soul Conjuring Banner, and the Soul Conjuring Banner immediately turned red.

After a long time, Yuwen Hu's spiritual consciousness continued to penetrate into this soul-summoning banner. Over the past few months, he has been step by step and has been deepening into the soul-summoning banner.

As long as he finds the place where the spirit of the soul-summoning banner is located, he will have a chance to subdue the spirit.

If he can subdue the spirit of the weapon, he will not need Mu Yi's help, and he can also control the power of the soul-summoning banner.

At this moment, inside the soul-summoning banner, Yuwen Hu's spiritual consciousness was blocked by a black array wall. Under normal circumstances, he could not break through this formation at all.

"As it turns out, the ability of the soul-summoning banner is hidden in this array wall!" Yuwen Hu said in his heart and was overjoyed. He felt a faint black mist passing through the array wall and spread to the outside world.

At this moment, as Mu Yi stimulated the energy of the Soul-Summoning Banner further away, the array wall was loosened a little. Yuwen Hu's spiritual sense slowly merged into the array wall, and he felt the rhythm on the array wall.

Soon, Yuwen Hu's spiritual consciousness carefully passed through the formation wall, and he suddenly came to a completely different time and space.

In this time and space, Yuwen Hu felt the breath of the spirit of the soul-suming banner, and he was overjoyed and flew into this time and space more quickly.

And the other place is in Wu'an County, the spirit gathering formation in Muyi's mansion was launched.

The ghostly Mu Yi suddenly noticed a strange aura, and a gloomy chill suddenly came from his body. His ghostly transformation began to lose control in vain, and a strong white mist of evil aura erupted all over his body!

"What's going on? Why does this chill come from the soul-summoning banner?" Mu Yi exclaimed in his heart. The cold air in his body attacked his heart, and Mu Yi's spiritual sea suddenly began to freeze.

"General!" Outside the formation, Bai Long immediately felt Mu Yi's sudden change and shouted in shock.

He did not wait for Mu Yi's reply, and immediately pressed his right palm on the formation. Then his body gradually merged into the formation. Bailong was shocked. Mu Yi was covered with evil spirits and his body had completely turned into a ghost.

"Get back... retreat!" Mu Yi said in a cold voice. His dark blue eyes stared at the white dragon, and a cold murderous aura burst out from his eyes.

"General, what's going on?" Bai Long shouted in horror. The Buddha light on his body burst out instantly, but the evil aura released by Mu Yi immediately drowned his golden light.

Mu Yi's figure flew past instantly, and the evil aura covering the white dragon's body suddenly turned into solidification, and the white dragon's body was immediately fixed.

Bailong's body stimulated his spiritual power and instantly exploded the evil spirit on his body. But at this moment, Mu Yi's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, stabbing his eyebrows with one finger!

"General!" In an instant, Bailong exclaimed.

Mu Yi's right hand suddenly stopped. His spiritual consciousness was extremely disordered. In Mu Yi's spiritual sea, the golden mysterious spirit power burst out with scorching light, and the frozen spiritual sea gradually melted.

At this time, Mu Yi's consciousness gradually revived, the dark blue color in his eyes changed into the deep black, the evil aura on his body began to dissipate, and his whole body retreated from the ghost state.

"Mu Yi can actually reverse the ghostly state? How did he do it? Could it be that he was out of control just now?" Bai Long looked at this scene and exclaimed in his heart.

It took a long time before Mu Yi completely returned to his human form.

"You are not injured, are you?" Mu Yi slowly opened his eyes and looked at Bai Long and said, "No matter what happens in the future, you will not enter my formation without my order!"

"I know my guilt!" Bai Long shouted quickly, but when he saw Mu Yi's face calm and there was something in his eyes, he asked softly.

"General, was it because the ghostization just now happened?"

Mu Yi didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

Now, Mu Yi can no longer feel the aura of the soul-summoning banner, as if it was cut off. Mu Yi looked up at the sky, and there was a very strong sense of oppression in his heart.

It seems that in the soul-summoning banner, something terrible has quietly come out.

"Yuwen Hu, you are seeking death!" Mu Yi said angrily.

And at this moment, Yuwen Hu's underground temple.

Yuwen Hu's spiritual consciousness wandered rapidly in the strange space, filled with black fog, but there was no such force of restraint in these fogs, and Yuwen Hu came and went freely.

He stared around and suddenly looked at a dark figure ahead. From a distance, he saw a burly monk wearing a black robe with his face hidden under the shadow.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes and emitted a faint blue light.

Yuwen Hu suddenly felt a gloomy breath in his heart. The blue light had a powerful gravity. Yuwen Hu's body was completely sucked and rushed towards the man quickly.

"Is this the spirit of the soul-summoning banner? Damn, what's going on with this power?" Yuwen Hu shouted in panic. He immediately understood that the binding power in the black fog was derived from the current blue light of the monk.

"The power of the heavenly book, the sword of the sea heart!" Yuwen Hu immediately burst out with the powerful power of the heavenly book, and an invisible sword of energy immediately condensed in his hands and stabbed at the man quickly.

Suddenly, the black-robed monk blocked his right hand and immediately stopped Yuwen Hu's impact.

"He easily blocked my attack? Who is he? " Yuwen Hu exclaimed and said intimidating.

"My cage has finally been opened...hahaha...I didn't expect that the human beings who helped me get out of trouble..." said the black robe hoarse voice.

"Exit the trouble? Is he not a weapon spirit, but a master sealed here?" Yuwen Hu was stunned, "Who is he? Is he the Emperor of the Ghost Clan? But why did he appear here?"

"Hahaha...I am the Juntian Soul Conjuring Banner... Why did I appear here? Because... this is my world..." The black robe said with a laugh.

"This is impossible. He is not the aura of the soul-summoning banner!" Yuwen Hu exclaimed in his heart.

"Human... you are no match for me... surrender to me... can spare your life..." the black robe sneered.

"Hmph, a foolish dream! This general is the priest of the Western Wei Dynasty. No matter what your identity is, you have to surrender to this general!" Yuwen Hu said angrily.

He immediately flew up, and the power of the heavenly book exploded wildly again. Yuwen Hu condensed the strongest power of the heavenly book, and a huge invisible wave landed from a high altitude!

"Sword of Heavenly Heart, kill!" Yuwen Hu waved his right hand, and the huge Qi sword rushed towards the black robe instantly. The power of the Heavenly Book roared past, and a violent sound came from the space, as if it was about to be shattered, and violently vibrated.

"What a strong aura...but this is my world... All your attacks and killings are in vain..." Black Rou sneered, his hands folded, and the entire space immediately burst out with an inexplicable force of restraint, entangling Yuwen Hu's Qi Sword tightly.

Suddenly, Yuwen Hu's huge Qi sword broke open.

The figure in the black robe flew over instantly, stabbed Yuwen Hu's eyebrows with one finger, and a black spiritual power instantly poured into Yuwen Hu's body.

"You...what did you do?" Yuwen Hu quickly retreated and exclaimed. After he found that the spiritual power of the black robe merged into his body, it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"The Northern Zhou Dynasty... the Datongzhu?! I didn't expect that I was trapped here... more than a hundred years have passed!" The black robe recalled.

"Your name is Yuwen Hu?" Hei Pao asked coldly. At that moment, Hei Pao read Yuwen Hu's memory and learned the general news about Yuwen Hu.

"Who are you?" Yuwen Hu asked in surprise.

"You will know in the future... You have been planted with the spirit poison of your throne... Submitted to me, you can ascend to the throne and unify the state of China... But if you dare to resist me, you only need a divine thought... I can make you die!" Black robe said gloomyly.

"Is he really the spirit of the soul-summoning banner? What is the aura I felt before? Is there two spirits of the soul-summoning banner? This is impossible!" Yuwen Hu thought in a panic, "What did he do on me just now!"

"Where is the spirit of this soul-striking banner?" Yuwen Hu thought for a while and avoided answering, and asked immediately.

After two moves just now, he found that the strength of the black robe was extremely strange. In this space, he had no power to resist.

"I am the real spirit of the Juntian Soul Conjuring Banner..." The black robe immediately said, "The Juntian Soul Conjuring Banner is an ancient magic weapon, and it is condensed by the evil aura emitted by billions of heroic souls.

Since ancient times, many heroes have fought for it. The Juntian Soul-Summoning Banner has been destroyed after many battles with peerless powerful men. As a weapon spirit, I have become weak because of it.

More than a hundred years ago, the Juntian Soul-Summoning Banner fell into the forbidden area of ​​the undead spirit of the Feishui. Emperor You of Feishui took advantage of his weakness to seal the seat. His spiritual sense was integrated into the Soul-Summoning Banner, replacing his position and becoming a new weapon spirit for the Soul-Summoning Banner!

But now, I have escaped from the trap, and Emperor Feishui You's spiritual consciousness has been driven away by me!"

"He is actually the spirit of the Soul Conjuring Banner? It turns out that the Soul Conjuring Banner is not a holy object of the Ghost Clan, it is the treasure of the ancient times!" Yuwen Hu suddenly felt surprised when he thought of this.

Since he is just a spirit of weapon, why can't he use his abilities?!

"How dare you ask me what you call me?" Yuwen Hu looked a little slower, and immediately asked to the black robe.

"It's up to your will!" Black Rou sneered, his eyes staring at Yuwen Hu, as if he had seen through his thoughts.

"Master!" Yuwen Hu shouted immediately, but the black robe had no objection to this title.

"Yuwen Hu, your and my era has arrived. Come out with me!" The black robe waved her hand, and the surrounding space immediately changed. Suddenly, Yuwen Hu felt a strange force.
Chapter completed!