No matter how big the fragment of the deity is, it is not as good as the shadow of the emperor.

The life-saving trump card that once left for Jinghong has become a constraint now.

Dunyi grabbed the soul banner, stared at the battlefield and said, "If she hadn't exhausted all the strength of the Emperor's Shadow, I wouldn't have dared to take out the soul banner. I was afraid that I would not be able to compete with her. Once the Emperor's original golden cicada escaped, it was the most important thing.

She is the one who has the chance to get the Soul Banner, not me."

"But now it's different."

...

Mana stimulation.

In an instant, thousands of cracks were smoothed out by Emperor Xi, and the originally silent Soul Banner burst out with a terrifying immortal aura.

I was very happy.

The Soul-Sacrifice Banner really woke up, and he planned all this without wasting his vain.

"Evil energy,"

"Come!"

Shake the soul banner.

The evil aura accumulated in the underworld for many years and the evil aura he secretly retained, gathered wildly under the mobilization of the Reincarnation Platform, like a black hole formed by the collapse of the starry sky, crazily absorbing thousands of surging evil auras, forming a reversed in the sky.

The cosmic vortex is boundless and vast.

"Go!"

A long roar towards the sky.

call!

The blue-black banner completely replaced the deep darkness and became a new sky.

"Hahaha!"

Run Yi laughed in the storm.

The extremely miserable evil monk laughed with him.

He had to admire this little brother for being able to come up with such a wonderful way. Anyway, he couldn't think of it. After all, he had fought with Tushanjun and didn't want to be enemies with him anymore.

The dragon man, Juxian, originally thought that Dianyi was to create a shell. After all, the original soul-saving banner was full of cracks, and it was lifeless, like a weapon that had long been dead.

But unexpectedly, just the gathering of evil spirits made this "fake" wake up.

It made him have a question.

‘Is this really the soul-respecting banner?!’

Dragon man Juxian yelled: "Stop him!"

The other holy emperors and ancient emperors also saw the problem and attacked the extremely crazy escape.

Dunyi looked at everyone, slowly holding the soul banner with his left hand and his right hand.

Swivel the Ancestral Emperor's weapon violently.

Twelve great magical powers instantly eliminated everything.

Even Dun Yi was not the opponent of everyone's joint efforts. He smelled death, which was a silent silence of the great way, but he did not take a step back.

Boom!

The hideous ghost emperor,

Falling from the sky

Let out a roar of rage:

"roll!"

The torrent of the six magical powers suddenly collapsed.

The dragon man Juxian widened his eyes in disbelief.

He found that he had actually retreated to the realm of the Daojun where the three flowers gathered together.

Not only him, but also the great powers of several Yan Luo and the Ghost Emperor were stripped away!

The only fantasy in my heart was completely erased. This is the real soul-respecting banner. The emperor who descended to the world, the heaven in the underworld, is the only existence called God.

The Emperor of Ghost!

The dragon man Juxian stared at him and fled.

He was fooled.

Everyone was fooled!

This was originally a game.

"die!"

As if the Dharma is followed, the dragon man has a virtuous body ignits an immortal karma fire.

It was like the ruins turned into dust floating in the world after a nuclear explosion.

His soul was captured by the Soul Banner without any surprise.

"Great Emperor!"

Half of Tian Wu's face had turned into black embers before the paper money was burned out, and the sound of begging for mercy was covered by the wind.

They followed the four rebellious Yama together with them.

The black and red fairy spirit is like an unshakable barrier.

The red-haired ghost emperor opened his ghost hand.

Clammed in the air.

Scattered flesh and blood gathered.

A headless body emerged from heaven and earth.

Ghost Emperor Li Xiao: "Where is the head!"

The ancient emperor, who was carrying Yu Shen's head, felt a chill rising from his spine and rushed into his head with a silence.

Just a tall ghost emperor appeared in front of him in a blink of an eye, looking down at him coldly, his scarlet ghost eyes were filled with naked malice.

The ancient emperor swallowed hard and raised his hand tremblingly.

Bang!

The arms were at the same root and broke into blood mist.

Immediately afterwards, a huge ghost hand was already sealed on his face.
Chapter completed!