I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Tushanjun felt the mana filling his body.

His eyes moved towards the banyan tree dragon.

He didn't know why this fragile body had such huge magic power.

However, he doesn't need to know, as long as this magic power can be used, it is enough.

The smoke cleared.

Mu Long's starry eyes flashed with doubts.

The attack he just made would seriously injure even an ordinary Golden Core cultivator, but why did the strange-looking monk in front of him not seem to be injured.

"Who are you?" Mu Long's old voice resounded.

"I?"

"My name is Tu Shanjun. You can also call me Master Zunhun." Tu Shanjun is not in a hurry. He will delay as long as he can, at least so that Chi Xuan's elixir formation will not be affected.

"Zunhun Zhenren Tushanjun."

"never heard of that."

Mulong suddenly realized something. He stared at Tushanjun with his eyes and exclaimed in shock: "Are you the monk who came in from outside the territory?"

Tu Shanjun was not surprised that the other party reacted so quickly. Instead, he said calmly: "It seems that you know me."

"Haha...ha, you don't even know that you are about to die."

"What I didn't expect was that you would really exchange fate with Zhang Tianbao. I wonder what benefits my old man promised you to make you willing to die." Mu Long's eyes showed a curious look.

In his eyes, Tushanjun was already a turtle in a urn.

Even if you can rely on the magic power of this talisman body to resist for a moment or two, the result of death will be too much in the end. This is using the destiny to draw the energy and energy of the body, which is equivalent to the gathering of most of the Yin gods.

Once killed, the best result is to become a living dead. Unless someone is willing to spend time to help repair the condensed Yin Shen, otherwise, they can only wait quietly for their body to slowly die.

Tu Shanjun's eyes were still calm: "You are blocking my way."

"My way back!"

Lao Long was more curious, but he felt that he might have encountered a madman who could not explain it. It doesn’t matter. The golden elixir peak is just difficult to kill, but it doesn’t mean he can’t be killed: “If you die here, I’ll see how you go back!”

"Qing Wang Suifeng."

The wooden dragon's claws poked out from above, and the surrounding light was completely covered by the covered dragon claws. The surrounding winds were all still, and even the leaves falling from the huge banyan tree stopped in mid-air.

"The true meaning of Ku Rong."

The fallen leaves of the banyan tree turned yellow at some point.

Tu Shanjun didn't know why, but his body that should have been strong and strong became a lot stooped, and most of his scarlet hair turned white.

The face and hands are covered with wrinkles that have grown out of nowhere.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the saggy gums clicked, and the old and calcified teeth fell out.

His body became more and more stooped, and the black robe on his body also faded.

Tu Shanjun knew that he must be very old, too old to move, and not even the magic power in his body could move this old body.

Although his body is old and about to fall apart, his eyes are still young.

They were a pair of black and red eyes, young, energetic, and terrifyingly sharp.

"Am I old?"

Tushanjun raised his fist.

At this moment, he seemed to overlap with the old ape in the cassock in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and his slow fists were like those old men in the park slowly doing Tai Chi for the elderly.

"Birth, old age, illness and death are natural laws, but practicing cultivation is contrary to natural laws in an attempt to gain immortality."

"Do all monks in the world yearn to become immortals like me?"

"For me, becoming an immortal and becoming immortal require the help of others. As long as his Qi has the persistence of immortality and immortality, it is consistent with my way."

"I need to improve my immortality..."

"It turns out that this is my true meaning of swallowing souls and the foundation of the soul-honoring banner."

"I understand!"

Tu Shanjun shouted loudly, feeling his eyes suddenly brighten.

He saw Mu Long's persistence in immortality. It was something that was consistent with his true intention surrounding Mu Long's Qi. His true intention couldn't wait to swallow it up.

"Swallowing souls..."

"True meaning!!!"

Tu Shanjun raised his fist flatly, and the surrounding light was suddenly swallowed up by his darkness. The golden color around the golden old ape blended into the darkness in front of him, turning into a huge shadow and punching brazenly.

"swallow!"

The tall phantom of the Zunhun Banner appeared behind Tushanjun.

At this moment, the confrontation between the two parties' true intentions was like two different worlds colliding together.

Although Zhenyi's fighting skills did not affect the surrounding environment on a large scale, in the eyes of Tu Shanjun and the old wooden dragon, they only felt that there was a roar in front of them, and the sky collapsed.

The darkness began to collapse, and Tushanjun's body also withered under the influence of Laolong Kurong's true meaning.

But Tushanjun not only didn't feel any boredom, but also laughed happily: "Haha...hahaha."

"My true meaning is complete."

"Complete!"

Old Long's dull voice sounded: "Death!"

Bang.

The body of Tushanjun in front of him suddenly exploded, leaving no trace of his breath remaining.

Lao Long felt that the punch he received had weakened his energy and spirit.

That punch swallowed up at least several years of his energy.

If it weren't for the huge gap in realm and strength, he felt that he might have been swallowed whole by that lunatic. Although I don’t know where it will be swallowed.

But this is obviously impossible. The true meaning of Jin Dan cannot be so terrifying.

Chishan.

Tushanjun suddenly opened his eyes.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, stood up with a dull look on his face, and just grinned.

The Yin Soul Pill remaining in the soul banner quickly dissolved, and the vast evil energy was replenished, putting his broken Yin Shen back together. After coming back to his senses, Tushanjun wiped the corners of his mouth, and then looked at Chi Xuan, who was still in the whirlpool of the formation.

He was injured, and it was estimated that he had not been able to recover for ten and a half months. Fortunately, Mulong made him older, and by some strange combination of circumstances, he became consistent with the true meaning of the demon ape in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and realized the complete true meaning, and instead exerted his The strongest strength at that time.

If he were to take action now, he would not be able to return to his previous state.

Although he can simulate it, it is not as good as the real effect of Kurong's true meaning on the body. Next, Chi Xuan needs to step out of his own way, so that Tu Shanjun can still benefit from it.

Chi Xuan, who had successfully formed the elixir, gradually collected the scattered spiritual energy around him and stabilized his own energy. He also noticed the state of Tushanjun at this time. The black and red blood was all the original blood.

The dazzling light reflected into his eyes, and he hurriedly flew over to take out the healing elixir: "How are you, Zhenmao?"

Tu Shanjun shook his head and managed to support his body: "It doesn't matter."

He needed the evil spirit to repair his body and warm up his Yin spirit, but the panacea was too ineffective for him.

The old dragon struck too quickly and too hard, and the injury directly affected Yin Shen, causing his physical body to collapse. He could no longer use Chi Xuan's mana to maintain his body, so he should return to Soul Flag to cultivate at this time.

However, Tu Shanjun was a little worried that the old dragon would continue to take action, so he sent a message to Old Monster Jing.

"That wisp of fate can only allow him to take action once. Without Chi Xuan's personal belongings, even if he knows the birth date, there is no magic seal that can directly curse other monks to death, not to mention that the gap in cultivation has been narrowed."

'There's none? ’

Tu Shanjun cursed in his heart.

He has mastered a technique that can use the opponent's birth date to curse someone, and he used it last time. It is true that it is said that if the level difference is relatively small, the other party can only be injured but not killed.

The world of spiritual cultivation still needs to be treated with caution, and one should not think that just because one has a high level of cultivation, one will not be tricked by others.

Chi Xuan's breath was very stable, and Tu Shanjun released the spell of fate exchange. At this time, the approaching darkness behind him finally faded away, and Tu Shanjun, who was tense, let out a sigh of relief.

"Wow."

Another mouthful of blood was spat out, mixed with some fragments of internal organs.

Monster Jing looked at Tu Shanjun with a worried expression: "Your injury..."

"fine."

Tushanjun swallowed a mouthful of blood, and the gaps between his teeth were filled with the sweet taste of blood. There were various degrees of problems in his internal organs. The Yin Shen was like a rag doll that was forcibly sewn together with seams, and would break into pieces if touched casually.

Just after returning to the main peak platform, He San, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried forward and said anxiously: "Arch Master, Juling County is reporting urgently!"

Chi Xuan received the urgent report about Juling County from He San.

When he opened it, his expression suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Chu Liangyong has already begun to attack the city, and there are three master-level monks and a group of monks who gathered to attack the Incense Dojo."

After saying that, he looked at the people around him.

Wu Ruoshui is the mascot and is used to stabilize the Bai Shrine.

Monster Jing most likely has no choice but to take action. He would definitely not waste his strength in a place like this if he had to fight Nie Long.

Tu Shanjun was seriously injured and was on the verge of collapse. Chi Xuan did not dare to let Tu Shanjun help.

Tu Shanjun really felt that his body was about to break, so it was better to return to the soul flag as soon as possible. Most of Chi Xuan's pill formation to overcome the tribulation was on him. If Chi Xuan had resisted on his own, he might have been killed by the first blow from the old dragon.

Chi Xuan needs to handle the rest himself. With his current body, he can't exert much strength.

Chi Xuan let out a sigh of relief.

In order to prevent accidents, Zhou Hui advised him to take the divine body back to Chiyang Palace.

Forming elixirs is a big deal, but protecting Juling City is a small matter. Zhou Hui said that they had enough power to protect Juling City. If it failed, he would mobilize troops from the remaining five counties to return reinforcements.

He looked at He San and asked, "When did it happen?"

"Three days ago."

"I'll take the first step."

Chi Xuan turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the main hall of Chiyang Palace.

The tall divine body is covered with gray stone and is solidifying on the lotus platform.

He took the pill to stabilize his cultivation, and then took several pills to restore his mana, and then looked at the divine body in front of him.

The seal was formed, and the lime around the divine body in front of him cracked into large cracks, turning into fragments and falling from the body when he was shaking.

The six-foot-long body slowly stood up, and the roof of the hall in front of him was thrown aside. Red-yellow light lingered around his body.

Chi Xuan flew into the divine body in front of him.

The six-foot-long body soared to eighteen feet, and it still didn't stop.

Suddenly they soared into the sky, like a sun breaking through the sky and flying towards the distance from the hall.