The sound of the wind is like the roar of ancient battle flags.
Luo Manping suddenly put away the long flag in his hand, and Luo Tianxiao's figure had long disappeared from his eyes.
Surprise flashed in his eyes.
The complexity is beyond words.
Luo Manping looked at the long flag in his hand, as if he recognized this treasure again.
Even if ordinary monks can kill the same level, or even defeat powerful enemies in cross-level battles, it is difficult to completely eliminate them.
Probably because the soul's escape speed is far beyond normal, extraordinary monks can capture it.
What's more important is that even though the opponent's physical body has been destroyed and severely injured, the opponent can still survive due to various magic spells and magical powers. What's more, the opponent can even use heavenly materials and earthly treasures to reshape his physical body.
For example, the simpler ones are to put the soul into a puppet, and the Yin God sits in the Zi Mansion to control the body, which is driven by the heaven and earth spirits.
What's even more brilliant is that he didn't die at all and used the divine treasure to reshape his body.
This also means that if you want to kill your opponent, you must have a much higher level of cultivation, be able to completely destroy the soul under the crushing realm, or use great supernatural powers to capture the soul.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances it would be difficult to retain the opponent after destroying the opponent's body.
Tushanjun's methods are already shocking enough.
After fighting against the ancient cedar demon in Zhenmoyuan, he actually captured the soul of the ancient demon by using an unknown soul-catching method.
At that time, he understood that even without the ability to advance to the divine weapon, the main soul was still a strange holy weapon that was unobtainable.
However, he did not expect that there was no need for the main soul to take action now.
Shake the soul flag to display the technique of attracting spirits.
The souls of those weaker monks at the same level were easily captured by the soul flags. It was obvious that the soul flags did not have extraordinary escape skills, nor did they have the great realm that encompassed the sealed space of heaven and earth, but it was as simple as picking out objects from a bag.
All things in the world are interdependent.
When facing the soul, the Zunhun Banner seemed to suddenly have a kind of magic power.
Even if it seems that the Soul Flag is weak now, once it faces the soul, no matter whether it has supreme power or not, it will be restrained by the Soul Flag. If it is slightly weaker, it will be sucked into the flag by the Soul Flag without any resistance. Use the soul to enhance the power of the soul banner and the main soul.
It was difficult for Luo Manping to say what this kind of magic was. It was different from mana and physical strength. It was neither a magic nor a god, so he could only call it a 'demon'.
magic.
Once this magic is cast, no soul can resist it.
Just like he is now.
He was staring at the Zunhun Banner.
He felt something throbbing in his body.
It's the soul.
Yin Shen.
Yang Shen.
Dharma.
"Who are you?"
Luo Manping asked.
Many people have asked this question.
Luo Tianfeng asked, and Luo Qianjing, who was suppressed in Wuangui Ruins, also asked, but he didn't expect that even the Great Saint Luo Manping would ask after using the soul flag to collect a Void Refining Holy Soul.
He was not asking about Tushanjun's name, but he was exploring Tushanjun's origins.
Luo Manping didn't understand how such a terrifying treasure could appear in this world, and he didn't even understand that this treasure didn't seem powerful.
Tushanjun's hoarse voice sounded.
"I am me, just as you are you."
Cold and firm.
Although there is a fire hidden under this layer of frost, a boundless flame of karma that can burn the world, but others cannot see it. What they see is just an evil ghost swallowing souls and refining souls.
The Demon God who harvests souls with the Soul Banner.
Just like now.
Luo Manping knew that the other party had an unknown past, but he did not ask again.
Everyone has a past, and everyone has secrets. The more time passes, the more time goes by. It is obviously fanciful to want an old monster to reveal who he is.
Therefore, he clutched the soul flag tightly, turned into a stream of light and rushed to the depths of the blessed land.
…
"Gusu Cuiguang!"
The roar seemed to penetrate the sky.
However, such a Jedi scream was not heard by other people at all, because a sky barrier completely covered everything. After the green light in the sky, there was a supreme law that suppressed the heaven and earth, like the eternal pillar of heaven, and like
It is an immortal pestle.
Gusu Cuiguang.
The proud true legacy of the leader.
It is said that Cuigu is another leader.
However, no one has ever seen Cui Gu take action. In other words, she only has the reputation of Nuo Da but no practical experience. However, in the world of spiritual practice, reputation is neither cheated nor stolen.
It was cast from the corpses of other monks and washed with blood.
No one would have thought that a high-ranking saint, a master of refining the void, would be suppressed like a dead dog, and his body would be thrown out casually like a wrung towel.
The person who did all this was dressed simply and wore a large bamboo hat, suppressing his brows.
The bamboo hat was lowered again under his slender fingers.
Gusu Cuiguang looked indifferent and said coldly: "Luo Zhiqing, I have given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. It was the leader's grace that allowed you to survive by chance, but you turned to another family to fight against the leader."
"Today, no one can save you!"
Luo Zhiqing looked panicked, but after hearing Gusu Cuiguang's indifferent words, he changed his dejection and shouted: "I, Luo Zhiqing, did everything for the sake of the great religion. Unlike you, I knew that it was Luo Tianpeng who killed me.
However, the leader of the church wants to recognize the thief as his father and do the opposite."
"I am not a sinner from the Catholic Church."
"There is nothing wrong to say to others."
"You Gusu Cuiguang, even though you are powerful, you are just a coward!"
Luo Zhiqing opened up the aura of the soul.
He already knew that he had no way to survive. In fact, he knew it when he saw Gusu Cuiguang. He just didn't expect that the former leader's subordinates would switch to Luo Tianpeng.
He even thought that Gusu Cuiguang would cooperate with their faction after knowing the truth.
The clan elder also said that he could win them over.
Now it seems……
Luo Zhiqing shook his head slightly.
"I don't need to explain to you what I do."
Gusu Cuiguang snorted coldly and as he spoke, the two short pestles in his hands turned into long whips after being smelted.
This whip will completely destroy the monk's soul.
"The King of Dharma keeps people under his command!"
The rough and deep voice resounded.
Gusu Cuiguang glanced at him, and a look of surprise flashed across his indifferent face.
The person who came was about 10 feet tall, wearing a white robe.
Walking barefoot in the air, far away from the great world.
Luo Zhiqing, who was suppressed by Dajie and Dharma, seemed to have seen a turning point and shouted: "King Lifa, save me."
If there is anyone else who can take action, Luo Manping, who is in a state of uncertainty about protecting the young leader, will undoubtedly do it. He will definitely make a choice between the two parties.
Cuigu turned her bamboo hat and looked at Luo Manping, and said coldly: "You want to save him?"
The holy light like the blue sky cannot see its true appearance.
With the inspiration, the big world suddenly expanded, including Luo Manping who was outside the world.
The long whip in Cui Gu's hand turned, and the eighteen knots buzzed, and the eighty-four talismans were connected into one piece. It was overwhelming, and the rich aura turned into burning murderous intent.
It seemed that as long as Luo Manping revealed the slightest hint of wanting to save Luo Zhiqing, he would take action boldly.
Inside the banner.
Tu Shanjun's immortal eye shines with divine light.
The Dharma eyes are opened.
The Dharma form shrouded in blue light like the sky slowly appeared.
Tu Shanjun looked at it carefully and said in a deep voice: "Is this the great sage's magical power?"
The dharma image that stands in the distance is not a false god.
In the final analysis, the virtual god is condensed by mana. It is a monk who imitates and evolves in order to amplify his own power. It is an illusory existence. Once the monk's magic power is gone, the virtual god will be destroyed at a glance.
If we really talk about it, the Dharma Appearance should be something similar to the Nascent Soul.
The Nascent Soul was born from the golden elixir, and it is the Yang God that has not yet grown up. Until the Yang God grows up, the monks have reached the state of transformation into gods, and can fully call the Nascent Soul the Yang God.
The same thing is the Yin Shen who unified the three souls and seven souls when building the foundation.
This is also the current Dharma.
The Dharma is not illusory, nor is it condensed with force, but has vitality, which can bring strength to the monks, fill the body, and make them strong from the inside out.
However, compared to the Yin God and the Yang God, the power that Dharma can exert is too terrifying.
This is the land that was born from the realm of monks, and then the ocean turned into the great world, and then the life was born in the great world.
It is equivalent to the first creature after the beginning of chaos.
Is born sacred!
"The True Holy Dharma."
Tu Shanjun muttered softly.
The ancients should have divided the Five Steps of the Great Sage into two vastly different realms, just like the distinction between Nascent Soul and Transformation of Gods. In this way, Virtual Sage and True Sage are indeed more like the division of realms.
In fact, you don’t need to care too much about your realm.
It is not that a monk is called a true saint only after he has reached a true saint.
It’s not that a monk is called a Taoist Lord when he becomes a Taoist Lord, but that a monk who has cultivated to this point will naturally become a monk of this realm.
Originally, Tu Shanjun was a little complacent about the advancement of his strength, thinking that being invincible in the Void Saint was equivalent to being able to challenge or even defeat the True Saint monks. However, he was wrong now. Even though his legal domain created mountains, oceans, and the seas were full of life, but
, vitality and dharma appear to be related but are completely different things.
Ants and trees may seem to have huge differences in strength but they belong to the same category.
A ray of life cannot be compared with a healthy and holy one.
He might be able to narrow the gap in strength by relying on the magical power of the Zunhun Banner, or he might be able to use the ten great Void Refining Saints to suppress the Great Saint. However, after seeing the Dharma of Gusu Cuiguang, Tu Shanjun completely understood that this step is really life-threatening.
The qualitative change is from nothing to something.
Create something out of nothing?
This may already be the ability of the Creator.
"Isn't this considered immortal?"
Tu Shanjun couldn't imagine what a fairy is or what it should be.
The realm he is in now is called a saint by monks.
It's refining the void.
It is also the third step to becoming an immortal.
This step will lead to a life span of 12,000 years, resting with the sun and the moon.
Outside the banner.
Luo Manping shook his head slightly: "No."
"The leader has an order."
"Anyone who loses will have his soul in the flag and his body will be taken away by me."
