When I was alone facing the tens of thousands of white bone soldiers shouting out their soul-summoning banners, I saw them suddenly stop moving forward.

Although these demon disciples who died in battle had all their spiritual consciousness, they still remembered the moment I sacrificed the demon soul-summoning banner!

Three thousand years have passed for a long time, love and hate will not exist, and all past and present will be completely forgotten.

However, they still remember the [       Update Fast] to get the soul-summoning banner of the Demonic Way!

My eyes were filled with tears and my vision was blurred. I seemed to see the scene before they set out on the war. The general stepped onto the general's platform with a soul-summoning banner, and the demonic soldiers under the stage took the oath.

It was a stern autumn night, with soldiers on the battlefield...

The white bone warriors formed a formation in the face of the soul-summoning banner, and their swords and weapons were neatly arranged.

The White Bone Evil will come from behind, step by step, staggering.

As a demon general, she suffered the craziest heavy blows in her lifetime, so that even if she turned on her spiritual consciousness and turned into a white bone general, she still could not walk normally and freely.

She walked in a strange way, taking a step first, then dragging her body forward halfway, almost dragging herself forward.

This kind of walking posture is extremely ugly and even ridiculous.

But I saw tears and my heart trembled.

The White Bone Evil Walked very slowly, and it took a long time to walk to the front of the Soul Conjuring Banner.

I saw her stretch out her bone finger and want to touch the soul-summoning banner, but in the end she stopped when she was one inch away from the soul-summoning banner.

She turned to look at me, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?"

"The five elements follow me and let my heart travel, and all living beings in the world have a fate. The roads in the pass are as iron as iron, and the words in the nameless palace are all good."

This is a prophecy, and I was surprised after saying it. Because I had never heard of this prophecy, I just turned it out of my mouth.

The White Bone Evil was stunned after hearing this, and then his whole body began to tremble.

She looked at me deeply with her dark eye sockets, as if she wanted to say to me, but in the end she didn't say a word.

Only two lines of dark tears flowed out from the depths of the eye sockets.

After a long time, she raised the remaining soldiers in her hand and turned into a bunch of black fog and sank into the soul-suming banner.

After her, the thousands of white bone warriors also turned into black gas and were all absorbed by the Soul-Summoning Banner.

When I woke up, it was already a night.

I sat cross-legged on the ground. The dark and ink-like elixir had turned snow-white all over. The blackness faded, which meant that the will of the white bone general had dissipated, and the thousands of remaining souls of the battle souls also returned to the position and nothingness.

Like the tears of the mermaids, this purified heroic spirit pill has become the most yin and pure treasure. The effect of Guyuan's concentration is still above the tears of the mermaids. The five-color light that the shepherd saw at the beginning came from this.

I put the heroic spirit pill in my arms and did not rush to leave, but continued to cross-legged and perceive the changes in the true qi in my body.

The true qi flows in my body, filling my whole body, and surging endlessly.

All this comes from the gift of the White Bone General. She gave me all her true qi and the true qi of the White Bone Warriors. Even the realm of the Yuanshen would not absorb the true qi in the Hero Spirit Pill so thoroughly.

I don’t have a soul, but that soul-suming banner is equivalent to my soul.

It is the most precious inheritance left to me by the ancestor of the Demonic Dao. It evolved from the Seven Killing Destiny in my sea of ​​consciousness and is also my most powerful trump card. It’s a pity that I can’t use it at will now.

It was already dawning at this time, and I walked out of the secret room to see the Buddha.

Her current situation is much more serious than I thought. The Buddha is not a practitioner, but his physique is weak. The true qi technique that Zhang Fan injected into her body was too domineering. Only one night later, her vitality almost withered.

She is still in a severe coma now. Judging from the black air between her eyebrows, the true qi may have begun to erode her heart.

If I don’t treat her in time, I guess her people will be tortured to death by Zhang Fan’s true qi before I can take her to Qixia Mountain.

At that moment, I quickly took out the heroic spirit pill from my arms, knocked open the Buddha's lips, and fed her to take it. The heroic spirit pill can consolidate the mind. Although it cannot resolve Zhang Fan's true qi, it can help the Buddha protect his heart and keep his consciousness from dissipating.

The Hero Spirit Pill melted in the mouth and soon developed an effect in the Buddha's body. The black air between the eyebrows dissipated and a little bloody color appeared on his face.

After a while, I began to frown when I saw her, which meant that she had already realized the spirit and returned to her position. Then, she slowly opened her eyes.

"You are awake. Don't move around, I will take you to Qixia Mountain now."

"What are you doing in Qixia Mountain?" Master Buddha asked ignorantly.

"You still have Zhang Fan's true qi in your body that has not been resolved. I will take you to the Taoist temple of Maoshan School in Qixia Mountain to find someone to resolve it, and seek justice for you by the way." I said.

"I wonder what kind of justice Mr. Xie wants?" The ancestor of the Wang family asked with a worried look on his face.

"Haha, you don't have to worry about justice. You only need to understand one thing. This is a big deal!" I said with a sneer.

I understand the worries of the ancestor of the Wang family. The so-called fire at the city gate will cause disaster. I will make things worse by the will of a desperate attempt, and the Maoshan faction will inevitably take the anger on the Wang family.

But the Wang family now has no other choice. Even if they abandon the Buddha's life and death, they will never win the understanding of the Maoshan Sect and will offend me because of this.

So even if they don’t want to, they can only stand on the same boat with me.

"Mr. Xie, Zhang Ruoxu of Maoshan Sect has condensed his soul. If you make things worse, I am afraid that Jiang Xingzhu will not be able to uphold justice for you at that time." said the ancestor of the Wang family.

"Is the soul strong? Get ready for the car and go to Qixia Mountain now."

Qixia Mountain is the northern branch of Maoshan wedge into Nanjing area, with all the mountains covered with peaks.

It has a Qixia Mountain, half of the reputation of Jinling history.

Although the foundation of the Maoshan School is not in Qixia Mountain, Qixia Mountain is still one of the secular temples that Maoshan School values ​​the most.

The Maoshan School Taoist temple in Qixia Mountain is located on Fengxiang Peak. Because there was a Sanmao Temple in ancient times, Fengxiang Peak was also called Sanmao Peak. This Taoist temple is also called Sanmao Temple, and the statue of the ancestor Sanmao is enshrined in the temple.

In Sanmao Temple, there are disciples of the Maoshan School who come and go to each other for many years. It is common for masters in the realm of true qi, and occasionally there are immortal figures in the realm of the Pure Land. Moreover, because Sanmao Temple is also open to the world, the incense here is extremely prosperous.

The Wang family was originally going to park at the foot of the mountain, but I didn't allow it, so I drove the car directly to the main entrance of the Taoist temple.

Faced with the rebukes from the disciples of Sanmaoguan, the Wang family did not dare to go with me, so I had to hold the Buddha in person and go in with a single murderous intent step by step.

The disciples of the gate guard had no spiritual cultivation, so they naturally could not compete with my murderous intent. They all showed horror and ran to the backyard to pass messages.

I didn't plan to calm down the situation this time, but I wanted to see how Sanmaoguan sent me, the great Buddha.

Before I refined and absorbed the Hero Spirit Pill, I was not afraid of anyone under the entrance hall. Now I have a surging true qi. Even if I have the cultivation level of the entrance hall, I have the determination to fight. Let’s see if anyone dares to pick it up!

I am in the realm of true Qi. If the Maoshan School dares to let the master of the entrance attack attack me, it is equivalent to not taking Jiang Xueyang seriously.

Under the perpetrators of every step of my life, I traveled smoothly and soon arrived at the backyard where the inner disciples of Sanmao Temple practiced.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, the Taoist is friendly and murderous intent." An old Taoist in the Sanmaoguan court came up to ask me.

"Is Zhang Fan here?" I asked coldly.

"Junior Brother Zhang is practicing in the inner palace. I wonder what my friends are looking for him?" asked the old Taoist.

Before I could reply, I saw Zhang Fan walking towards me from the Sanmao Patriarch Temple with a group of Taoists.

"Xie Lan, you are so brave. You really don't take my Maoshan Sect seriously by being so rude and trespassed on the Taoist throne of my Maoshan Sect?"

This Zhang Fan gave me a big hat as soon as he came up, and he didn't mention any evil things he committed.

"Zhang Fan, you ignore the laws of Taoism and attack mortals who do not understand practice. With the true qi of Taoism, you seriously hurt the Buddha. Today I am here to seek justice for the Wang family." I said.

"You want to seek justice for the Wang family? I'm afraid there will be no Wang family in Jinling in a few days." Zhang Fan said with a resentful face.
Chapter completed!