This secret has almost become a blank sheet of paper covering him.

As long as there is a small spark, it will burn into a raging fire.

Even if there are no clouds now, there will be white clouds and black clouds in the future...

Tushanjun has been prepared for a long time.

But if he can continue to live, it will not be considered a delay.

"Even if I don't kill you, it's actually useless."

"Now, I will ask you to live well."

Tu Shanjun said calmly.

He can also let Venerable Chuiyun enter the Soul Flag Return Ruins just like he imprisoned Lord Donghai.

It is expected that a dying person will not be able to start the wave first.

Lord Chuiyun suddenly laughed.

I don’t know if I’m laughing at myself for surviving, or at the tiger’s naivety.

He tore off the iron armor on his chest.

A golden aura faintly appeared there.

Sword energy.

And when this sword energy was revealed, it cut Chuiyun's chest open again.

Blood flowed down the wound.

Chuiyun also had a look of disbelief on his face.

He didn't expect that holy elixirs wouldn't work either.

He thought he could survive.

"It's useless. That person is too powerful. Even the holy elixir didn't fully restore my injuries."

In fact, the holy elixir has suppressed the injury and can slowly eliminate it.

It's a pity that Chuiyun insisted on waiting for Tushanjun to arrive with his seriously injured body.

If he takes the pill early.

Refining the elixir early.

Naturally, he won't suffer the backlash of his current injury.

However, if he is in perfect condition, the main soul of the Soul Banner may not come.

It’s also that Tushanjun is too strong.

Chuiyun underestimated the power of the main soul.

I thought that relying on the holy elixir, coupled with my own recovery and further cultivation, I could quickly solve it, and then slowly treat the hidden diseases that had not been dealt with.

This is all a thing for the future.

It's useless to say more.

Lord Chuiyun looked lonely.

Throughout his life, he inherited the sect's last wish, worked hard to become stronger, united vertically and horizontally, purged both internal and external forces, and conquered the world.

He became an ancestor with his own talents, and became a mid-jin venerable, becoming the strongest monk in Xingluo Sea, and unified the two split sects, turning them into the former Kunpeng Sect and making them soar.

But in the end he lost to Da Zong Daozi.

Chuiyun felt a sense of powerlessness attack him.

He practiced hard and worked hard to gain enlightenment, but it seemed like there was a wall between him and them.

He wants to tear down this wall and go further.

But I don't know how to change it.

Chuiyun raised his head and looked at Tushanjun.

Now, he was finally relieved.

It's not that I feel relieved that there is such a big gap between myself and Da Zong Daozi, but that I feel relieved that I can't pursue opportunities.

He didn't seize the opportunity, so he missed it.

Sometimes once an opportunity is missed, it will never be found again, so when the opportunity arises, you must seize it and seize it with all your strength.

Tu Shanjun looked at the sword wound and became more afraid of Taihua.

It also made him understand why Taihua could be named after a Taoist name starting with the character "Tai".

The power of this person is not just as simple as what you see at first sight. The most important thing is that this person seems to have his own thoughts. It cannot be said that his thoughts are deep, but it is difficult for others to guess and see.

Tu Shanjun didn't want to say anything.

He has no habit of mocking others.

No matter what kind of loser the other party is, he feels that ridicule is boring.

It's very simple for him to do.

Tu Shanjun pulled out the Zunhun banner and said: "Fellow Taoist, please enter the banner."

"good."

Chuiyun growled: "I'm watching you from the Zunhun Banner to see how far you can go!"

Just when Tushanjun was about to wave the soul flag.

A powerful voice resounded.

"Fellow Taoist, please show mercy."

At the same time as the voice arrived, a middle-aged, thin figure wearing a blue-gray robe appeared not far away.

The man had an upright appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but unfortunately he was too thin, so he was a little uncoordinated.

As he spoke, he raised his hands in salute.

He continued: "No matter what kind of grudge Daoyou has against the Kunpeng Sect, please don't take anyone's life for the sake of our Luhuang Sect."

Tu Shanjun frowned: "Who are you?"

"I am the elder of Xialu Huangzong, Chen Musun."

The two of them were fighting when he first arrived, so he didn't choose to take action at that time to avoid affecting himself. Moreover, there is no icing on the cake, and providing help in the snow is more rewarding.

He felt that no one in the middle stage of divine transformation should be Chuiyun's opponent.

Unexpectedly, the situation reversed in an instant.

Chuiyun was defeated so quickly.

He was about to be killed, so he had to take action.

After Chen Musun saluted, he began to look at this person.

He has a dignified appearance, with a green face and fangs.

He has scarlet red hair and horns like a Rakshasa.

I was shocked in my heart: "What a big ghost!"

This is not a derogatory term, but a compliment from the heart.

Because the Lu Huang Sect itself has strong witchcraft in its foundation.

This kind of witchcraft makes them have a gloomy and foggy feeling when they perform magic. Moreover, the Luhuang Sect is good at making rampant soldiers and ghost generals, and basically every disciple has trapped lonely ghosts as their own guardians.

Not only ghosts, but also some fairies and monsters.

He is disliked by many righteous people.

Although they were not happy, they actually wouldn't say anything more. After all, the Luhuang Sect's own exercises were not demonic and heretic, on the contrary, they were very righteous and peaceful righteous exercises.

so,

The moment he saw Tushanjun, Chen Musun sighed.

I don’t know how many years this ferocious ghost has practiced before he has such a powerful Taoist practice. It would be great if he became his protector.

With this idea in mind, he did not look arrogant at all, but instead kept his posture very low.

The main soul frowned again.

With this man looking at him like this, could he be ready to take action?

Thinking of this, he calculated the remaining mana of Phantom.

It shouldn't be enough for him to defeat this late-stage venerable again.

Having said that, Venerable Chuiyun must be included in the flags.
To be continued...