"Junior brother, I need some time."

The golden dragon ball instantly shattered the red and black protective energy, and the Zhenjun Taiyi dared not use the main pole of the Soul-Sacrificing Banner to block it.

Millions of Yin Gods cannot gather, and the ghost kings in the ten directions cannot resist the attack of this Taoist soldier.

What's more, the one who controls Taoist soldiers is the Venerable.

"Don't talk about time, you can even kill me. How can you kill him in this situation?" Tu Shanjun blocked Taiyi's body and had no time to use the techniques used for defense. He could only use his body as a shield.

"My last method..."

Tushanjun gritted his teeth to compete with the Dragon Ball.

However, the power of the Taoist soldiers cannot be resisted by the physical body. Even though Tu Shanjun's body is condensed by the pure evil spirit of heaven and earth, it is even better than that of the cultivator who refined his body. He is still like a paper lake facing the Taoist soldiers, and can only withstand a moment.

In this recipe, the dragon ball was like a sword ball, and instantly shattered Tushanjun's arm, a large area of ​​flesh-and-blooded lake, and the white bones poked open alively, and the fingernails twisted and piled up into a ball of rotten meat.

As the saying goes, ten fingers connect the heart.

The sudden pain made Tu Shanjun's hideous and terrifying face distorted.

Millions of Yin Gods should be used to stabilize the formation. Tushanjun cannot activate the magical power of the Ghost King reincarnation. Even if the Ghost King reincarnation leads his cultivation to the peak realm, without the formation to restrain the Dragon Ancestor, he will let his Yang God escape.

This is why Tushanjun even handed over the soul banner to Taiyi.

It's really that he has no means to kill the Venerable.

Thousands of Taoist techniques cannot defeat magical powers.

It is just a waste of Taiyi's magic power.

But Tushanjun has confidence in this last method.

"No, it's not enough to kill Donghai Jun at this time."

Taiyi's expression changed slightly, so he naturally knew what the last method Tu Shanjun said was.

Not to mention that Donghai Jun still has the power to fight, even if he pulls it into the soul banner and recites scriptures, he might instead destroy the soul banner from the inside. It must be sure that it is foolproof, otherwise not only will he not be able to kill people this time, but even the soul banner will be destroyed.

"You can only use the methods of ancestors." Taiyi sighed, regret flashing in his eyes. When this trump card was released, the foundation of the sect he carried was consumed, and the peace of mind would also disappear with this trump card.

"good!"

"Spiritual Demon, endure death."

Tushanjun roared and activated the magical power of enduring death.

Just at this moment, the dragon ball had penetrated half of his head.

Half of the grimace was dead, half of the face disappeared, the long black and purple horns on the top of the head were crushed by dragon balls, their teeth burst out, and half of the fangs were deep and bone-like.

"What a pity, this kind of insult is in your hands." The Jiaolong Ancestor naturally sighed.

This kind of weapon spirit that can practice and be promoted is rare in the world, and there is no God-Transforming Venerable. If it is released, it will be a bloody storm. Even the saints who refine their void will end up fighting.

Every such treasure is an existence that can be asked with you.

Even if he is already in charge, the Jiaolong Ancestor wants to fight for it. Anyway, as long as the treasure is not destroyed, the weapon spirit can slowly recover, which is enough to become the foundation of the clan and help the Jiaolong clan fight for thousands of years.

The big hand was opened and the yin energy gathered. Tu Shanjun's eyes were pitch black, and the scarlet whites were completely suppressed.

The expression is indifferent.

He looked down on his eyes but had no feelings at all.

The Yin God burning in the sea of ​​consciousness brought huge power to Tushanjun, pushing his power to the top. He was holding the golden dragon ball in his hand.

The other arm quickly returned to its original appearance and slapped the Jiaolong Ancestor hard.

The old ancestor of Jiaolong turned his hand and slapped Tu Shanjun, and said in surprise: "Burn the soul, get into the devil and improve your strength, are you just so impatient to disappear?"

Seeing that the one-horned ghost had regained its appearance, his eyes turned completely dark, leaving only Dan Mo and powerful force, as well as a kind of obsession with devils, he became furious: "Then I will fulfill you!"

The art of breaking love.

Bear to death.

Burn God.

Being possessed.

Tushanjun really has no choice. He has never been so powerless for so many years.

It seems that he is not the opponent of Lao Xiu in front of him.

The true intention surrounds the body, and the second level of swallowing the sky and devouring the earth is fighting against the influence of magical powers. With the help of the formation, the energy and spirit cannot be extracted but the speed cannot be accelerated.

As Lao Xiu said, before the formation was used to kill him, he would definitely be able to kill Taiyi.

Tushanjun can only count on the combat power he earns from burning everything could delay Taiyi for a few breaths.

No need to spend more, a few breaths are enough.

The pills were not enough to allow him to cross such a barrier.

He does not have powerful pills. The pills he refines are used at most to practice and restore magic power, repair vital energy and foundation, similar to those that can explode exponentially by taking one pill. He has never refined them.

Talismans are not as good as magic.

Tushanjun can only develop first-level talismans of the Nascent Soul. Fortunately, the same level is not the same. For high-level cultivators, the stack of talismans and waste paper are not much different.

The two great ways that we rely most have no effect.

Only rely on the formation.

The power brought by the law domain and the formation is not enough to change the situation instantly.

There is no explosion for no reason.

There is no power that comes inexplicably.

Without the idealistic awakening of friendship, family, love, etc., he just did everything to the extreme, died, burned his soul, and turned all his emotions into the resources to be possessed by the devil.

"kill!"

A low and hoarse voice spit out from the mouth of the fangs.

The purple-black boy Kong firmly locked the Jiaolong Ancestor, and Tu Shanjun took action and rushed to the front of the Jiaolong Ancestor with his true intention. His fists were like rain, and the wind and thunder were moving.

The Jiaolong Ancestor fisted with him for two breaths and retreated instantly.

The dragon ball was recalled to protect him, resisting Tushanjun's crazy attack. Tushanjun's fist looked like a storm, or a falling meteor, only seeing the light but not the reality.

Dragon Ball is worthy of the name of Taoist soldiers, and it is not something that can be defeated by flesh and blood.

The black and red blood on Tu Shanjun's body flowed out through the small hole as thick as his fingers. The three breaths of fighting were like a sieve leaking everywhere, and he could clearly see the scene behind him from the front.

The eyes of the Dragon Ancestor's divine light burst out with dimness. Although his expression was ordinary and calm, he was actually shocked.

The formation locked his energy and spirit.

The unknown second true meaning protects the demonic body and constantly erodes his body.

If it weren't for the support of a powerful realm and foundation, he would have been refined into a pool of thick blood. If he had supplemented several Nascent Souls for the formation, he would not have to be filled with it. When he saw such a formation, he would have to flee in panic.

Although he could still suppress this weapon spirit casually, and even rushed to Taiyi, he actually didn't have much strength to exert it. He was old and had another fierce battle with people, and the elixirs and talismans on his body were consumed.

The stored ghost pill was consumed in a large amount. Tu Shanjun's body was like a doll, broken and repaired again. Then it was torn apart by the dragon ball, circulating again and again, and the black and red blood flowing out had long become a small river.

Tushanjun really underestimated himself and overestimated the seriously injured Venerable Chuimu.

...

Taiyi held the gourd at his waist in his hand and shook it for a while. There was no sound of wine swaying in the gourd, but the sound of golden swords fighting against each other could be heard.

Without hesitation, he crushed the gourd in his hand

A small stone jade sword was suspended in Taiyi's hand.

He looked at the stone jade sword with complicated eyes.

This is not a sword or an ancient treasure, but a talisman of Taiyi Sect, Taiyi Shenxiao Demon Strike Talisman. Even if the God Transformation Venerable with a high level of cultivation cannot withstand it. Those who are a little weaker may be killed on the spot.

It is his only powerful method and the last thought left to him by the sect.

"Master, I..." Taiyi choked up.

The last resort left to him by the master will also be used, and from now on he will no longer have the protection of the sect.

He has no choice.

Unlock the seal attached to the jade talisman and is about to recite the mantra.

Tu Shanjun looked sideways, his weird purple-black eyes were cold and calm. He stopped Taiyi's movements. Even if he was in a state of being possessed by devils and could not speak, the last reason he retained also told him that he could win.

It's very magical. When you wake up, you feel endless pressure and don't know where to start. Instead, you get into a demon and have some confidence in winning.

"Rimble."

Nascent Soul Burning.

Tushanjun took out the last soul banner and held it in his hand.

A word was written above the small banner.
To be continued...