Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 353 Imperial Soul Banner

Yuhun Banner, one of the magic weapons of Jiangshu Sect.

According to legend, it is based on Maoshan technique as an introduction, combined with the theory of ghost technique, and it is produced by sacrificial training.

When ordinary people get close to this flag, their three souls and seven souls will be disturbed, and thus absorbed by the flag. All ghosts in the world, when they encounter this flag, can be absorbed into it and become puppets.

The effect of this flag is somewhat similar to the black and white impermanence summoning banners, both of which are unusual objects in the ghost realm.

This flag was originally a magic weapon refined by a master of ghosts in the Song and Yuan Dynasties. However, after years of hardships, it was broken seven or eight times in the middle, and its power was not as good as before. hands.

Without this flag in hand, the ability of Master Wujiang may not even be as good as steering Lu, but with this flag, it is like adding wings to a tiger, which should not be underestimated.

Li Changsheng stared at the Yuhun Banner, smiled faintly, and said, "Unexpectedly, the Yuhun Banner, which has disappeared for a long time, is actually in your hand."

Master Wujiang sneered, and said: "When I was young, I also traveled to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and found this flag in a tomb."

"It's interesting." Li Changsheng nodded slightly.

Master Wujiang said: "If you let me go out, I will fulfill all the promises I made to you before. If not... I have the soul flag in my hand. If you want to kill me, I will fight to the death with you. Who will win?" Negative, not yet in the fixed number."

After hearing this, Li Changsheng laughed loudly, and said, "Destiny? You, a person who practiced head lowering technique, if you believed in definite numbers, how could you enter this sect?"

"Of course I don't believe in definite numbers, I only believe in myself."

Master Wujiang said ferociously.

As soon as the words fell, he waved the imperial soul flag in his hand, and immediately displayed the imperial ghost descending.

All of a sudden, black air billowed out from the Yuhun Banner, covering the sky and covering the earth, as if it was going to swallow the whole earth.

In the gloomy darkness, the shrill howls of ghosts resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking in the mountains and forests, enough to make all beasts bow their heads, and many ghosts, fluttering, rushed out from the soul flag, suspended in the sky. in the surrounding air.

Li Changsheng pinched the seal of the formula with both hands, and said in his mouth: "Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Formation, Column, Front, Line..."

As soon as the nine-character mantra of Taoism came out, golden light shone, and awe-inspiring aura surged out.

In just a split second, nine golden characters appeared in the void.

Hundreds of ghosts frightened again and again, not daring to approach for a moment.

When Master Wujiang saw it, he shouted, "Go."

After receiving the order, the ghosts did not dare not to go up. All of a sudden, black air billowed in, and only ghosts could be seen flickering non-stop, approaching Li Changsheng.

"Om" sound.

The nine-character mantra of Taoism flashed with golden light, and those hundred ghosts who rushed forward were instantly wiped out without a chance to struggle.

Li Changsheng smiled coldly, and walked towards Master Wujiang.

Master Wujiang retreated quickly, shaking the soul flag in his hand again.

I can only feel that the sky is shaking, and the huge power is pouring out like a volcanic eruption. On the ground, the dead branches and leaves are swept up by the strong wind, and the sky is full of dust.

The energy swept across and rushed towards Li Changsheng.

A wave of prestige seemed to emerge from Li Changsheng's face, and only the nine-character mantra of Taoism was seen, shining golden light, which shattered the void, and the majestic power, destructive, burst into brilliant fireworks in the overwhelming darkness.

Seeing this, Master Wujiang came over in a blink of an eye, holding the Yuhun flag.

The huge offensive has a thick roar, as if it wants to swallow the mountains and rivers between the sky and the earth.

The endless brilliance fell to the ground, and the billowing evil energy also flew down into the sky.

rumbling...

The loud noise kept coming out.

As soon as the Wujiang mage approached, the nine-character mantra of Taoism flashed, and the huge power came concussively. He quickly raised the imperial soul flag to resist, his body couldn't help shaking, and he retreated one after another.

The breeze blew slowly, and the earth seemed to become very quiet.

The surging power continued to attack, and the light flashed out, extremely sharp.

Master Wujiang's posture kept changing, and he was so shocked that he was about to shed a cold sweat.

The power of Yuguijiang coupled with the Yuhun Banner could not even resist the nine-character mantra of Taoism pinched out by Li Changsheng with his bare hands.

At this moment, it seems that Master Wujiang's famous stunt is nothing more than that.

I only saw the flash of the nine-character mantra of Taoism, and the deep chill broke through all the darkness and gloom, like the sun at dawn, illuminating everything.

A burst of energy flashed in an instant.

Master Wujiang's expression changed, and he held the Yuhun flag and wanted to block it.

There was only a "bang" sound, and a cold light flashed.

At some point, the silver-white dagger appeared in Li Changsheng's hand, splitting the Yuhun Banner in half.

"This……"

Master Wujiang was taken aback.

The might of this soul-controlling banner is extremely powerful, how can it be split by ordinary things?
But with Li Changsheng's understated sword, the Yuhun Banner was split in two, and Master Wujiang was frightened stupid.

Oops, run away.

An idea popped up in Master Wujiang's mind, he didn't dare to fight any more, and turned around to flee.

I saw his figure flickering, turning into a black shadow, and he was about to rush to the distance in a hurry.

Li Changsheng saw it, smiled coldly, and said, "This is the fate..."

The voice fell, and a seal was printed.

The golden dharma seal pushed away horizontally, raising smoke and dust, and the surging momentum followed closely behind Master Wujiang like a shadow.

"Don't kill me...don't kill me..."

Master Wujiang cried out in shock.

But as soon as his voice came out, he was immediately swallowed up by the huge prestige. The rolling offensive, like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River rushing in, will wipe out all the evil spirits in the world wherever it goes, and there is no one who can stop it.

The air waves all over the sky completely engulfed the figure of Master Wujiang.

Li Changsheng didn't even look at it, he turned back confidently and left.

Behind him, the heart-piercing screams seemed to be melted into the falling leaves, drifting away with the breeze, and disappeared without a trace.

The altar of the Black Witch Cult has already been reduced to ruins.

Yang Xuanzi led dozens of disciples of Longhushan to sweep away all the followers of the Black Witch Cult. Anyone who dared to resist would be shot to death.

Everything that happened here is outside the formation, but no one knows.

Li Changsheng hurried back to the altar of the Black Witch Cult, only to see two Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain walking out of the altar with the help of a frightened little girl from Liujia Village.

"Senior Li..."

Yang Xuanzi hurried forward and shouted respectfully.

Li Changsheng nodded and said, "Have someone send this girl back to the village...leave a Taoist priest in the village, and if something happens in the Liu family village, you can inform us in time."

"Okay..." Yang Xuanzi nodded and ordered.

Li Changsheng looked around and only saw part of the forest, which had already been submerged in the sea of ​​fire.

Previously, the fire wizard was killed, and many sky fires fell to the ground and burned blazingly.

"Let the rest of the disciples put out the fire...then let's go back to Wuyue Village..."

Yang Xuanzi said: "Senior Li...have you found out the main altar of the Black Witch Cult?"

Li Changsheng smiled and said: "I already know... But the most urgent thing is not to go to the main altar of the Black Witch Cult. This battle will soon spread throughout the hundred thousand mountains. At that time, all the evil forces will unite to encircle us... "

Yang Xuanzi frowned slightly, and said, "Then what should we do?"

Li Changsheng said: "Go back to Wuyue Village... I will put down the formation barrier to protect the village... to avoid evil cults and evildoers, come to take revenge... These days, we all need to be careful, and we don't need to go out of the village again. Let the villagers prepare food supplies, presumably there will be another fierce battle soon..."

After Li Changsheng finished speaking, he took a deep breath.

Yang Xuanzi nodded hastily, with a smile on his face, he said: "Yes... I would like to follow Senior Li's instructions..."

This battle allowed Yang Xuanzi to know Li Changsheng's strength, and he didn't dare to underestimate Li Changsheng, so he naturally respected him a lot.

So far, those who have died at the hands of Li Changsheng include the third fox fairy under the Seven Holy Thrones of Minshan Mountain, a hundred Gu Sanren from the Ghost Gu Hall, five descending mages from the Jiangshu Sect, and a total of five people (including Meng Tianhu) at the helm of the Black Witch Cult branch.

When the news came out, it shocked hundreds of thousands of mountains, and the forces of all parties gathered together overnight to discuss this matter.

(End of this chapter)