Upon hearing this, the great monk clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name and said with a smile: "Amitabha, it seems there was a misunderstanding. I haven't congratulated the senior for returning to the realm of the true king. I will certainly send you a congratulatory gift from the White Bone Temple in the future."
The female grandmaster of Yuxiuchuan rolled her eyes. The great monk just said that he wanted to slay demons, but now he changed his attitude when he saw that he was the Nascent Soul Lord. It was really embarrassing.
However, she didn't say anything, and also stopped the movement of the master next to her.
Feng Chengyin remembered his senior brother's warning, don't be aggressive and brave, and know how to run when the situation is not right.
Moreover, the more he looked at the True Lord of the Soul, the more he looked like a person. That person also used a treasure pole and a soul flag with two horns. Speaking of which, it only happened more than ten years ago, not so long ago.
Later, I heard that a war broke out there, and that the man had died.
After taking a closer look, they actually looked somewhat similar.
"etc……"
"How can there be two people so similar in the world?"
His eyes widened suddenly as if he had discovered something extraordinary.
Feng Chengyin swallowed several mouthfuls nervously, sweating like drizzle on his forehead. Something similar, it was clearly a person, and this person was the Lord of Daheishan, Tu...
He didn't dare to call out the other party's origin.
If that's really the case, don't forget that Sunset Mountain still has a gap with them.
Not to mention that the other party deliberately concealed his figure and face. If he caused trouble, wouldn't he be angry with his clan again?
If someone wants to settle the accounts of that day with his improved strength, wouldn't his inexplicable voice bring trouble to the sect? It's better to hurry up and go back. If you don't go back to the sect, you won't have the slightest sense of security.
Tu Shanjun saw Seal Chengyin in the crowd at a glance, with a stern face but a threatening smile. His eyes only stayed for a moment and then moved away, then looked at the more than a hundred Jindan masters in front of them.
Array.
Above the formation are large spiritual boats from different sects. The collision decks are equipped with complex formation-defying magic weapons that stretch beyond sight. The huge magic weapons are composed of different parts and are driven by spiritual stones.
Master Ziyang and a group of junior brothers and sisters used escape techniques to appear beside Yue Yan.
"Master, how are you?"
"It's okay for me to be my master." Master Yuyan shook his head slightly, the light in his eyes flashed, and he looked at the tall figure standing on the head of the soul banner evil ghost. He did not expect that Tu Shanjun had really reached the realm of the Nascent Soul.
In this way, the so-called secret technique of swallowing souls should be extremely useful.
It's just that such a sorcery makes Yu Yan's expression particularly solemn. This is no longer the so-called devil's omnipotence. If such a secret technique is known to others, it will cause an uproar in the world of cultivation.
When the time comes, not only the righteous will come to slay the demons.
Those monks who had no hope of success, or those who were demonic monks, even pursued Tu Shanjun in the hope of obtaining such a treasure.
"he……"
Zi Shaoqing, who has become a master of Jindan, stared at the back in shock.
The figure of an old friend came into view.
When she heard that Tu Shanjun had passed away, she had been sad for a long time and lamented that she was jealous of talented people. She never thought that one day she would see that person again.
"What a misunderstanding!"
Master Qingxu snorted coldly: "Anyone with long eyes should be able to see his lingering evil aura. Countless monks have died in his hands. The hidden demonic flames cannot be suppressed at all."
"Whether he is a demon who takes over his body and is reborn or gains sanity, this demonic aura cannot be faked."
You don't even need to look carefully with your spiritual officer's eyes to see the darkness behind Tu Shanjun and the ferocious ghosts hidden in the darkness. Such ferocious ghosts all show the high skill of the monks who refined them.
As soon as Master Qingxu finished speaking, the leading masters were shocked.
Of course they are not blind, but now that the situation has reversed, he is the Nascent Soul Lord. Who dares to risk taking action against the Nascent Soul Lord? Don't worry about whether he is a demon or not. Survival is the most important thing.
All the masters looked at Master Qingxu in shock, and even took half a step back as if to put aside the relationship.
"Niubi, why are you suffering from mad cow disease and dying?"
"Master Qingxu, don't get distracted."
"..."
The sound transmission intertwined into a large network, and the peak master of the Zhengdao Sect was admonishing and complaining that Master Qingxu caused many troubles. Originally, they could try to escape unscathed by relying on their alliance, but now they are being held up to warm themselves up.
"You can see that spiritual treasure."
"Take the soul to refine the soul!"
"Don't you know that if we don't stop the devil while he's weak, when the time comes and he comes from one sect to another, no one will be able to resist him. Do you really think that the devil is easy to talk to?"
Tushanjun can naturally hear their transmissions.
Qingyun Temple does have some backbone. Even after seeing him reach the realm of Yuanying, it is no wonder that he can cultivate such a disciple who has been chasing demon cultivators for two years.
However, when Qingyun Temple stood on his opposite side, Tu Shanjun felt that his bad temper was particularly annoying.
Zhengdao has plans, and Demon Sect is not idle either.
The old monster Xuansha saw clearly, the murderous intention of Lord Yuanying was so clear that his hair stood on end. It was a kind of throbbing that came to his heart. He understood that the Lord Yuanying in front of him definitely wanted it.
their lives.
The soul-honoring banner needs souls.
For demon cultivators, there is no need for any hatred at all, as long as there is a promotion of interests, it is enough.
The Nascent Soul Lord in front of him is undoubtedly an authentic demon.
The other party's expression was that they wanted to take advantage of their abundant spiritual treasures.
Helper must be found.
The old monster Xuan Sha thought of this.
"Dixie, once Yangcheng has the help of True Lord Nascent Soul, it will be difficult for us to expand. We will even have to give up our interests because we are the closest. By then, you will no longer have the chance to ask me."
"Don't think he will let us go."
"We in the Blood Demon Sect know best about treasures like soul flags, which require a large amount of Yin Gods to fill them. Don't blame me for not reminding you, if he wants to search for Yin Gods, he will definitely choose us."
"Taking advantage of the intersection between good and evil, as long as we can kill the demon cultivator who stole the blood essence from our junior brother, I will give up another 20% of Yangcheng's share to the Blood Evil Sect."
"I will give you a deposit first for the ore veins in Yinsha Mountain."
The Earthly Corpse Master moved his eyes, as if he was asking for someone's opinion through a voice transmission.
After a while, he took over the words: "Our sect also wants the secret method of forging the core of Yin Puppet. If we really kill True Lord Yuanying, our sect wants the body of True Lord Yuanying."
Xuansha's face was gloomy, the corpse of the old monster Yuanying was going to be a refined corpse, and the Blood Evil Sect had no way to survive.
However, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.
"I'm very interested in that spiritual treasure. Is it okay?"
The one who intervened was the old demon Yuhuan. He had received instructions from above and had to test the opponent. It happened that the old monster Xuansha from the Blood Evil Sect was taking the lead, so he just got involved.
If you win, you can also get an extraordinary spiritual treasure.
"There is something our sect needs in Yangcheng. If we want to capture Yangcheng, we must choose it first." The peak master of Lingmen said in a deep voice.
Suddenly.
A ray of light fell on Tushanjun.
It made him look sideways.
What catches the eye is a precious mirror.
The light of the treasure mirror swept across, and the demonic flames around Tushanjun ignited. The majestic evil energy that he had restrained turned into pillars of light that soared into the sky, and the majestic pressure belonging to True Monarch Yuanying soared into the sky and turned into cumulus clouds.
The color of heaven and earth changes.
The true form of Tushanjun's green face and fangs appeared, and the fangs hidden in his mouth grew profusely.
His red hair was spread wildly.
The bamboo-like cuticle at the top corner of the forehead protects the sky.
Blue-gray palms, purple-black oval rough nails.
This true nature is revealed to the world.
Although the light disappeared in a flash, it was still caught by Tushanjun. With the divine light in his eyes, Tushanjun could see through the opponent's heels and feet at a glance. No matter how well-hidden the aura around him was, there was still a familiar smell.
Tu Shanjun took action without hesitation. Before the man could escape, he appeared beside him and grabbed the man's head. He said with a ferocious smile: "I didn't even think of looking for you first, but you guys showed up to me."
"save……"
Before the word "fate" was spoken, a palm grew bigger and bigger in his eyes.
Like a watermelon being slapped, juice and blood flowed across the body. The man's headless body was turned into a meat pie by Tushanjun, and under the refining of the magic power, it turned into a raging evil spirit and poured into the soul flag.
All the golden elixirs and yin gods fell into Tushanjun's hands, but he did not use the soul flag to swallow the soul.
Caution is the boat.
It's okay to use evil energy to forge spiritual treasures. If he swallows souls, his strength will increase, but there will be no way to explain it then.
"Elder!" the monk from Lingmen shouted.
Just as he was about to pounce, he found that the figure of True Monarch Yuanying had returned to the top of the Zunhun Banner, allowing him, the master of the golden elixir, to pounce in the air.
Tu Shanjun's move can scare both good and evil spirits.
They all set up magic shields to protect themselves with magic treasures and talismans. The magic array on the ground was connected with the giant ship above to form a ripple formation. The magic equipment originally used to attack the Yangcheng formation was also turned and aimed at Tushan Jun.
He originally wanted to use the Soul Searching Technique to search for souls, but after touching the forbidden and secret techniques, Tu Shanjun immediately stopped his hand, sealed it with the seal of the Yin God in his hand, and put it into his sleeve pocket.
The people of Ling Mo Sect are really haunted.
Now that his strength has improved further, he can try to see if he can break the Yin Shen's memory restriction.
"Take action!"
The golden elixir monks of the four major demon sects were the first to take action. The true meaning of the peak golden elixir tore through Tu Shanjun's Nascent Soul pressure, while the giant ship above and the opened snare magic weapon also showed their light under the urging of the spiritual stones.
The overwhelming spells and the magical light inspired by the magic weapon brought a torrential pressure.
Tu Shanjun stared at the suppressed spells. He did not take the initiative because he wanted to repay some of the karma and save his magic power to destroy the Blood Evil Sect. Unexpectedly, these big demon sect monks were ignorant.
The righteous way says he is a devil, and the devil way also says he is a devil.
"I only wanted to destroy the blood evil sect."
"I don't want you to seek death."
Tu Shanjun murmured softly with a deep look in his eyes. He explained that sentence because he did not want Yangcheng to be implicated by his identity as a 'devil', and he did not want to be considered weak and vulnerable and lacking in strength.
"It just so happens that my soul flag lacks the spirit of Yin, so I will send it to you all." Tu Shanjun stepped forward, and his aura suddenly rose, turning into a wind-edged steel knife to form a magic shield.
Stretching out his hand to hold the Soul Flag tightly, the scarlet power stood in front of him.
No matter whether it is the secret magic, Taoism or the divine light of magic weapon, it is all blocked by this spiritual treasure's aura.
"Fellow Taoists, what are you waiting for!"
The righteous masters who had already gathered together attacked with their backs in a large formation. Flying swords hung high in the sky like rain, and divine thunderstorms gathered in the sky, forming a tornado that turned the yellow sand into mist.
This kind of momentum is even higher than when he overcame the tribulation.
At that time, it was the enemy of heaven and earth, and now it seems that it is also the enemy of heaven and earth, but it is not like a pure natural storm, but a spell inspired by spells and offensive weapons from the two paths of good and evil.
The spiritual talismans formed an array and covered the ground.
The earth turned over, the earth and rocks burst into countless prisms, cracks and lava emerged again, and countless condensed spells caused the ground weapons that stood like mountains to surge together and gradually formed a formation blockade.
If it were another monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he would also be suppressed by such a formation.
There are more than a hundred golden elixir masters, twenty or thirty of them are late-stage grand masters or above. They also have a large network of nets set up and huge ships on display. Even if they have earth-shaking abilities, they can only escape in the face of such a formation.
Tushanjun's red hair is flying.
The evil spirit in the corners of his eyes faded.
Hunting in a black robe.
Blue-grey palms grasped the Soul Flag tightly, and the flag with a black background and scarlet edge wrapped around the main pole. The ferocious evil ghost at the end closed its arms and claws to protect its head, allowing Tushanjun to hold the Soul Flag upside down.
"boom!"
The figure had disappeared and the sound of explosions came several seconds later.