I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 140 Foundation Building
"Can't stop it."

This was the first thought that came to Tu Shanjun's mind.

Even Cheng Hui, who had practiced Qi perfectly, couldn't block this blow, so how could he be able to block it?
Wen Yue felt death.

Looking at the gentleman standing in front of him, he didn't even have time to speak.

Tu Shanjun was very calm, and directly opened the ghost king alive.

"The ghost king is reborn."

The soul banner turned into Zhang Xu, held in Wen Yue's hand.

Eighty percent of the mana in Wen Yue's body was suddenly exhausted, and his face was pale.

The power of more than [-] evil spirits in the banner gathered on Tu Shanjun's body, his body completely turned black and red, and the ghost horn on his forehead grew to one foot.

Long red hair fluttered like a waterfall.

The fangs folded in the mouth were fully manifested, and the scarlet ghost's eyes were full of fierceness.

Surging lines appeared on the red and black body.

Countless black air turned into a long dragon and surrounded Tu Shanjun.

Raising both hands, a black mask appeared in front of the two of them.

It's just that his strength is still much worse than Feng Laozu's, and the flying sword fell into it, piercing through Tu Shanjun's arm.

This is already the limit of Feijian.

To deal with monks and evil spirits who have perfected their qi training, Ancestor Feng did not bless him with too much mana, because he had to face Lu Guang who was in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

I thought that this blessing was enough, and they couldn't escape at all.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment, the evil ghost unexpectedly exploded with the strength of the foundation-building period.

"Five Spirit Seals."

When Feng Laozu was distracted, Lu Guang's yin spirit directly pinched out a seal.

Five rays of light flickered, and finally turned into a palm to grab the Blood Jade Magic Pill Marrow in front of Old Ancestor Feng.

"This is my chance."

Old Ancestor Feng snorted coldly and recalled Feijian directly.

He didn't have any thoughts about beheading the foundation building evil spirits.

Killing Cheng Hui was entirely because Cheng Hui dared to plot against him, against Yuan Lingzong.

No matter what, he would not let Cheng Hui go.

And the subsequent killings were just following the trend, not specifically targeting Tu Shanjun and Wen Yue.

Flying sword started, and dozens of sword shadows blocked Lu Guang's Wuling Yinfa palm in an instant.

brush.

The palm was cut to pieces by the sword shadow.

Without Old Ancestor Feng's targeting, the pressure on Tu Shanjun and Wen Yue disappeared.

Black blood flowed from the wound.

This block drained at least [-]% of Wen Yue's mana, and they definitely couldn't fight.

Protecting Wen Yue under his ribs, Tu Shanjun flew to Cheng Hui's side, pulled out his living soul, and then took the opponent's Nawu Talisman, turned around and fled to the exit of the blood pool.

"That Yinling Daoist friend..."

Seeing that he was invincible, Lu Guang wanted to call Tu Shanjun to deal with Feng Laozu together.

Unexpectedly, Tu Shanjun ignored him at all and ran for his life with all his heart.

Hearing Lu Guang's shout, Tu Shanjun increased his speed.

He didn't look back until he was near the exit of the blood pool, he plunged in and flew away from the battlefield.

Lu Guang watched in astonishment what happened just now.

Tu Shanjun also has self-knowledge, as long as he can gain something, being too greedy will ruin his life, and it is useless to give them the blood jade magic elixir.

Anyway, they couldn't afford the muddy water inside.

Even if you get treasures, you can't realize the resources, and you dare not take them out.

Not to mention facing two monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Wen Yue very much agrees with the gentleman's point of view, his mana can't support the battle in the foundation building period at all, the gentleman can fight for half an hour at most, once the time is over, they will be lambs waiting to be slaughtered, it is better to run for their lives as soon as possible.

When the big head on the second floor of the blood pool showed up, he knew there would be a fight on the bottom floor, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Take a closer look, isn't this Mr. Tu Shan?
"Foundation period?"

The big head stared dumbfounded at Tu Shanjun who fled away.

He has worked so hard to become the Foundation Establishment Stage.

In the blink of an eye, Mr. Tu Shan became the foundation building period.

Even he didn't dare to approach rashly due to the huge coercion and the enveloping black mist.

Only then did the big head understand why Tu Shanjun had no fear of his foundation building strength. It turned out that Tu Shanjun had already built the foundation.

But after thinking about it carefully, something is wrong.

If Mr. Tu Shan had already built the foundation, why didn't he take the treasure on the second floor?
Sensing the fluctuation of coercion, the big head pondered: "Could it be some kind of secret technique that forcibly increased the strength?"

Tu Shanjun, who passed the second floor of the blood pool, saw the big head, but he was not in the mood to entangle with the big head now, and led Wen Yue to the blood pool and returned to the inner hall.

In just such a short period of time, Wen Yue's mana had bottomed out.

Wait for a while, and the source will be consumed again.

Flying to the Blood Pool, the Blood Spirit Hall is already devastated, but fortunately, it can still support it.

Finding a secret room, Tu Shanjun arranged a formation with the strength of the foundation building period, hid Wen Yue and him, and waited quietly for Wen Yue to recover his mana.

The ghost king reincarnated after the soul flag was released, and the six hundred ghosts returned to the soul flag.

Wen Yue heaved a sigh of relief, his face looked much better.

Mana dried up and even blood was affected.

Now his mana is finally back to normal.

At that moment just now, [-]% of his magic power poured out.

Even the remaining [-]% ​​is being consumed rapidly, and it is estimated that it will dry up completely in a short time.

When the mana dries up, he can only forcefully oppress the body to make it, maybe even spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

But it was also powerful at that time, the flying speed can be called flying through the clouds, and engulfing the billowing black clouds is like a big ghost crossing the border.

The spirit stones in the Nawu Talisman were taken out and arranged into a formation to restore mana.

After swallowing the Yinhun Pill, Wen Yue quietly recovered his mana.

Tu Shanjun relieved the ghost king from reincarnating, he did not leave, but stayed to protect the dharma.

The big head didn't dare to get close at that time, but he still chased after him.

Looking around for Tu Shanjun's location.

Tu Shanjun's breath is unstable, and he is carrying a tow bottle, so he must not be able to go far.

"Brother Tu Shan, don't hide. If you are injured, you can still help me."

Tu Shanjun didn't believe that the big head would help. At the bottom of the second floor of the blood pool, Tu Shanjun was practicing Qi and did not sense the people on the third floor. Since the big head didn't go in, he must have noticed something unusual.

There was no reminder at that time, so how could he be kind enough to help at this time.

Maybe it's covetous of his harvest and the refining method of Yinhun Pill.

Speaking of harvest, Tu Shanjun opened his palm.

The living soul of Cheng Hui's qi training was held in his hands and it was balled into a ball.

Even Cheng Hui's Nawu Talisman was taken out by him.

Once Cheng Hui's living soul is thrown into the soul banner, he can transform into an evil ghost in the foundation period.

Now that Wen Yue's mana has bottomed out, even if he has transformed, there is no way to support Tu Shanjun to appear outside.

Even if he had set up the magic circle just now with the strength of foundation building, it was still a dead thing after all, Tu Shanjun was very worried about this.

The big head frowned suddenly. He did see Tu Shanjun walking in this direction just now, but he didn't feel the disappearance of his breath, which meant that Tu Shanjun was still in the hall.

How can I not find it now?
Unleash the spirit to search carefully, searching the secret rooms one by one.

Tu Shanjun and Datou are only separated by a magic circle.

He can see the big head, but the big head has not seen him yet.

I don't know how long the magic circle can block it, maybe it will be discovered by the big head in the next moment.

Now Wen Yue's mana is still recovering, and there is no way to support him to perform the spell again.

The string in my heart suddenly tensed.

The atmosphere became tense.

As time passed, Wen Yue's mana had recovered half.

The big head groped for a quarter of an hour, and finally locked his eyes on the southeast area. He could only roughly confirm that Mr. Tu Shan should be in it.

"Brother Tu Shan, I've found you. Since you won't come out, then I'll invite you to come out."

The big head shouted at Tu Shanjun.

He really couldn't see Tu Shanjun, but as long as he broke the entire wall and destroyed the entire inner hall, he would definitely be able to find the hidden Tu Shanjun.

"Boom."

A black wave of light hit the wall.

Make a hole in the already riddled inner hall.

More than a dozen light waves have spread to the magic circle arranged by Tu Shanjun.

Tu Shanjun in the formation looked dignified.

The other qi cultivators were fine, but the big head, the evil spirit who was building the foundation, really couldn't beat him now.

Feeling the vibration of the magic circle, Wen Yue, who closed his eyes and absorbed the spiritual energy, opened his eyes: "What happened, sir?"

"Don't worry, he can't find us yet."

Tu Shanjun was relieved while staring at the big head outside the formation.

Now we can only wait.

Wait for Wen Yue to recover his mana, and then build the foundation.

Tu Shanjun looked at the qi-training Dzogchen ghost that he had controlled into a ball with his foundation building strength.

Datou was supposed to be invited to enter the Soul Banner, but he didn't expect Datou to become a foundation-building evil spirit one step ahead of schedule.

The soul flag can only accommodate evil spirits whose strength is not higher than that of the main soul. Tu Shanjun has practiced Qi and achieved great perfection, even if he uses the reincarnation of the ghost king to cripple the big head, he cannot be accommodated.

When Wen Yue opened his eyes again, his mana had recovered [-]%.

"Eighty percent, enough."

Tu Shanjun threw Cheng Hui's living soul into the soul banner.

The original illusory body and bones manifested, and the flesh and blood condensed.

At the same time, aware of one of the unusual areas, the big-headed ghost stepped forward and stretched out his arms. There was nothing in front of him, but his hand was blocked.

"Haha, Brother Tu Shan, I found you."

The big-headed ghost laughed loudly, and the growth of black nails on the palm of his hand chopped on the magic circle in front of him.

I don't know how many black light waves smashed up, and the magic circle was already in danger.

"boom."

The magic circle shattered, and a blue-black fist appeared.

With a bang, he punched Datou in the face.

Blast him out.

The big head widened his eyes. Just now he saw that Tu Shanjun's strength fluctuated. He only thought that it was a secret technique or a treasure that improved his strength. Why is Tu Shanjun's aura stronger than his at this moment.

The ghostly horns on Tu Shanjun's forehead are as long as one foot, and the solemn and solemn green face has sharp edges and corners.

The biggest change in Foundation Establishment was not just his strength, but the fact that his illusory body condensed with evil energy became real.

"Foundation building period!" Big head exclaimed.

"Big Brother, aren't you looking for me?"

"Then let's talk about it."

Wen Yue's expression was a little surprised. Although he could listen to his husband's speech before, his voice was ugly and hoarse, which made people feel uncomfortable.

The voice now is completely different from the past, a bit more majestic.

Mr. is now drawing mana very quickly with the strength of the foundation, but it is completely different from the mana drawn by the reincarnation of the ghost king.

"Boom!"

Before the two of them could speak, the blood pool behind them erupted like boiling volcanic magma.

Three figures flew out of the pool of blood.

　Sorry, I forgot to upload it yesterday, and then I found it when I went to the company today.

　　The Monday morning meeting was long, and I didn't touch the computer to make corrections and uploads after working for a long time. Finally, I took a lunch break and it took about ten minutes.

　　
　
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