Longer Dingguang Immortal, a disciple of Jie Sect!

The Six Soul Banner, which the Tongtian Sect leader worships day and night, cannot be kept by his side because of his excessive yin energy. The Six Soul Banner can only have unexpected effects. Once it is taken out with great fanfare, it will definitely be guarded by the four saints, and the effect will be greatly reduced.

Because the Six Soul Banner contains a tremendous curse, it cannot be hidden in the storage magic weapon, so it can only choose one disciple and secretly guard it.

The leader of Tongtian Sect searched among the disciples for a long time, but he was not sure which disciple was the best candidate. After all, there were problems with the Dao Ren Duobao, the eldest disciple of the Jie Sect. Who can guarantee that which one will not have a problem?

The leader of Tongtian Sect asked Hongjun Daozu. The leader of Hongjun Daozu taught Tongtian to measure his mind and nature. The leader of Tongtian Sect implemented it among the disciples. In the end, when some disciples took the initiative to sacrifice their own opportunities and helped Changer Dingguang Immortal win the title of the most loyal disciple, he handed over the Six Soul Banner to Changer Dingguang Immortal for safekeeping.

Now, he was surrounded by the Three Pure One Qi transformed into three clears, and his four swords of Zhu Xian were even lost. The Tongtian Sect Master was so depressed that he was going to lose.

"Impossible, I still have the Six Soul Banner, I still have the Six Soul Banner!" Tongtian ran to the land of Changer Dingguang Immortal with a ferocious look.

However, the long-eared Dingguang Immortal is gone at this moment.

None?

I have been worshiping for so long, how much energy, how much energy I have spent on luck, how much energy I have spent on it, and I have not started to use it yet?

Suddenly, the leader of Tongtian thought of a possibility of vomiting blood.

Traitor? Like the Taoist Duobao, is a traitor? He took my efforts away?

"Where is the Six Soul Banner? Long Er Dingguang Immortal, where have you died? If I haven't opened my Six Soul Banner, where are my Six Soul Banners!" The leader of Tongtian roared.

But where is the trace of the long-eared Dingguang Immortal?

The leader of Tongtian angrily vomited blood. The immortal Changer Dingguang really betrayed himself? How could this be possible? Didn’t Hongjun Daozu review it again in the end?

"You are evil, you won't surrender!" The Supreme Saint immediately chased after him.

Qi transformed into the Three Pure Ones, and together with the Taishang Saint, he surrounded the Tongtian Sect Master, as if the four saints were besieging the Tongtian Sect Master, not to mention that the Taishang Saint also had the Tai Chi diagram in hand. For a moment, the Tongtian Sect Master fell into a desperate situation.

"Immortal Changer Dingguang, you traitor, you will not die well!" The leader of Tongtian roared to the sky with grief and anger.

But I didn't see a thin man carrying a black banner and quickly traveling through the formation of Ten Thousand Immortals. The man was not someone else, but the immortal Chang'er Dingguang.

The immortal Chang's ears Dingguang also heard the sad and angry shout of the leader of Tongtian, turned his head and looked into the distance.

"Amitabha, am I a traitor? You are not the leader of Tongtian Sect!" The immortal Chang's ears smiled slightly.

Soon, we arrived at a secret place.

The secret place, the high priest, Xiaotian Dog, and Hong Jinzheng were waiting patiently.

Suddenly I saw a Taoist coming with a big banner.

"Wang!" Xiaotian Dog shouted loudly in alertness.

"Don't worry, he is from Zhunti!" the high priest said with a complicated expression.

Changer Dingguang Immortal? The high priest has also studied the disciples of the Ancient Sect and Jie Sect over the years, but the high priest never thought that Taoist Duobao and this Changer Dingguang Immortal were actually from the Western religion?

If it weren't for entering the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, Cunti mentioned it to him, he wouldn't believe it at all.

The long-eared Dingguang Immortal came with the Six Soul Banner, and his expression was extremely complicated. The high priest in front of him was exactly the same as that of Hongjun Daozu. If the Buddha had not emphasized it repeatedly to him, he would not have believed it at all.

"High Priest?" The immortal of long-eared Dingguang looked at the high priest.

"Saint Zhunti, I have been waiting here for a long time!" The high priest bowed slightly.

"Okay, I've brought the Six Soul Banner. Next, I'll trouble you how to eliminate the curse on the Six Soul Banner!" said the immortal Chang'er solemnly.

"You sent it too timely. The curse on these Six Soul Banners can not only hurt the six names on the Six Soul Banners, but also give it to me if you deal with others!" The high priest said solemnly.

"Okay!" The long-eared Dingguang Immortal handed out the Six Soul Banner.

The Six Soul Banner fell into the hands of the high priest. The high priest quickly wrapped the whisk in his hand and suddenly wrapped it in the black banner. Suddenly, among the black banner, six names bloomed with scarlet blood, as if they were about to break free from the whisk silk and burst out.

The high priest reached out and said, "Bind!"

The high priest's binding magic power instantly poured into the whisk silk. In an instant, the six blood-red names on the Six Soul Banner were bound to rise, unable to move, and at the same time, they quickly melted and turned into a group of blood-colored liquid.

"This is...! It's like a real curse? It's so terrifying. I leaned against the side and felt cold all over!" Hong Jin stared at him and said in surprise.

"The power of curses is not ordinary power, and it is extremely dangerous. The Six Soul Banner was the treasure of the Qilin clan back then. With this Six Soul Banner, the Qilin clan was scattered all over the world. The terrifying power of this curse can be seen. If a person does not come in person, he can curse others to death. The power of curses from the Six Soul Banner, which was worshipped by the Tongtian Sect Master, is even more dangerous. If it is released, the four great saints may not die, but they must be disturbed by the curse at this moment and cannot exert their own strength. Then Jiang Ziya and Ji Fa will surely die!" said the high priest solemnly.

"So terrifying? Then you are...?" Xiaotian Dog said curiously.

"The art of cursing is the art I am good at. I am melting it and letting it curse others!" the high priest said solemnly.

"Curse others?" Hong Jin and Xiaotian Dog said curiously.

But I saw that the blood-colored liquid that merged into one gradually changed its shape and slowly condensed the word "Hongjun".

"Hongjun?" Hong Jin and Xiaotian Dog said in surprise.

The high priest ignored the two of them, but looked up at the starry sky.

At the mouth of Zixiao's palace, the two saints confronted Hongjun Daozu. Although they were not clear about the specificity, they could see that they were already in a similar position. Just add another force!

"Go!" the high priest stopped shouting.

"boom!"

I saw the Six Soul Banner automatically swelling fiercely. Then, the word "Hongjun" in the blood-colored word "Hongjun" suddenly soaring into the sky, as if it was heading straight towards Zixiao Palace. However, this cursed aura disappeared at the moment when it soared into the sky.

“Where did you go?”

"Not?"

Hong Jin and Xiaotian Dog immediately showed a look of surprise.

"It's still here, the art of curses belongs to a kind of fortune. The fortune is ethereal, often invisible and invisible, you can't see it, it rushed towards Hongjun, hahaha! The Taoist Duobao reversed the Wanxian Formation to imprison Hongjun, but only imprisoned his body. The cursed aura can directly imprison his soul consciousness. Once Hongjun is completely imprisoned, the victory or defeat of the starry sky will be decided!" The high priest grabbed the Six Soul Banner, and a strong expectation flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, in the starry sky, Hongjun Daozu was suppressed by the Buddha of Tathagata, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Cunti Saint. He thought he had reached the limit, but he did not expect that Hongjun Daozu had a backup plan, and his backup plan was on the Six Soul Banners.

"Six Soul Banner? Have you done your tricks?" Saint Zhunti raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, it seemed like a black air appeared beside Hongjun Daozu out of thin air.

"No, the high priest should have succeeded! Otherwise, this cursed aura would not have enveloped Hongjun!" Zhunti showed a curious look.

But when Hongjun heard a shout, "Go!"

"boom!"

The black air that poured into Hongjun's body suddenly disappeared out of thin air, causing Yuanshi and Zhunti to look curious.

At the same time, when the high priest was proud, a black air suddenly emerged from his body.

"Bang!"

The high priest was covered in black air and his eyes widened.

"This is..." Chang'er Dingguang Xian's face changed and exclaimed.

Isn’t this the curse aura that disappeared on the Six Soul Banner just now? Wasn’t it flowing towards Hongjun by the high priest? Why are they back?

"Hongjun?" The high priest's face suddenly darkened.

But suddenly, Hongjun's voice came from the faint void.

"High Priest? Actually, the hardest thing you are to catch is you compared to Erlang! Although you are not strong, you can sense my intentions, so that every time I plan to capture you, you can sense and escape! However, this time, you can't escape! High Priest? Thanks to the plan of Cundi and others, I can take the opportunity to counter you, so that I can finally, finally completely capture you, you, Erlang, don't think about running away, stay there, don't move! I am Hongjun? In fact, you are also Hongjun. You have led the cursed aura to me and left yourself a channel of cursed aura. Today, the outcome is decided!" Hongjun's voice came quietly.

The long-eared Dingguang Immortal, Hong Jin, and Xiaotian Dog all changed their faces.

This was the case designed by Zhunti by Hongjun?

"Impossible. I received a message from Saint Zhunti before the war began, asking me to come here to hand it over to the high priest. Hongjun could not know in advance, and it was impossible for him to set up a special task to deal with the high priest in advance!" Longer Dingguang Xian exclaimed.

The long-eared Dingguang Xian, Hong Jin, and Xiaotian Dog were panicked, but the high priest was not panicked.

"As long as the Saint Zhunti guessed, you must not be underestimated at any time! Hongjun!" The high priest suddenly said with a cold face.

"Hmm?" Hongjun of Zixiao Palace frowned slightly.

"The Six Soul Banner has hands and feet, and the curse technique was bounced into my body by you? Haha, but now it has not rebounded all, but half of it. The Six Soul Banner is not in your hands after all. You can't use the curse technique, you can do it, and I will do it. Just look at who will eventually fall on, go!" The high priest suddenly activated the Six Soul Banner.

"boom!"

It seemed like a curse aura was transferred between the high priest and Hongjun, and it was like seeing who would win in the end.

"Ha, high priest? I can, you can do it too? But, you may not be able to do what I can do! After all, you will be weaker than me in the end! Go!" Hongjun stopped shouting, and the rolling black air poured into the high priest again.

"Yes, my strength is not as strong as you, but when you say luck, you are not strong enough, you will definitely win. Especially this curse energy, this is luck. It depends on who is better luck, hahahaha!" the high priest laughed.

"Better luck? I have a 99% chance of winning, and you only have one percent chance of winning. Is this still necessary to see?" Hongjun said coldly.

"This may not be true, Hong Jin, Xiaotian Dog!" the high priest shouted softly.

"Wang, wool, wool!" The Xiaotian Dog roared angrily at Hongjun in the direction of Zixiao Palace. At the same time, it activated the power into the high priest's body.

Hong Jin also reached out to urge the power to lend the power to the high priest.

In an instant, the two of them inherited the Qilin clan and helped the high priest win the best luck.

"Boom!"

The rolling black gas disappeared from the high priest, rebounded back to Zixiao Palace, and rebounded back to Hongjun's body. In an instant, Hongjun's soul was cursed and suddenly became much stiffer.

"How is it possible? Zhunti, how did you help the high priest?" Hongjun looked at Zhunti not far away in shock and angrily.

"I did nothing. In your final battle, you just have luck, right? As long as you are not lucky and the high priest is lucky, no matter how likely you win, it will turn into a loss!" Saint Zhunti laughed.
To be continued...