The more this happened, the more regretful the Venerable Chuiyun felt in his heart.

If he hadn't been worried about Taiyi and the Zunhun Banner in the Ghost Sea that day, he would have taken action to obtain the Soul Banner.

Where is the current situation like this?

Ah.

Chuiyun wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He is also more and more glad for the decision he has made now. If he continues to wait, he will not know how terrifying this thing will grow into when they meet again.

Maybe this is also his last chance,

Of course he won't let it go.

"fine."

"At least your cultivation is not as good as mine, and you also have the most fatal weakness..."

Lord Chuiyun looked at the shadow behind Tushanjun.

It looked like a woman, but for some unknown reason, the phantom did not look like a living person, it seemed to be just an illusion with the same source of magic power.

"With how much mana you consume, who can help you keep taking action?"

"As long as I use up the shadow behind me, I will still be the victor in the end."

The Chuiyun Nian Jue was cast, and the magic power surged out.

Blooming with thousands of glorious lights.

Now that he has made up his mind, Chuiyun will certainly not be stingy with his mana consumption.

As long as he drags it on until the Sovereign Soul Banner has no magic power to support him, even the most powerful man in the world will have to bow his head. At that time, naturally, it is time for him, a human being, to take care of everything.

"bring it on."

"Carefree and great escape to nature!"

"Want to compete in endurance?"

Tu Shanjun looked at Venerable Chuiyun at the far exit.

The other party's words fell into his ears easily, as if they were meant to be spoken to him.

Chuiyun said this just to provoke him to take action.

If he is concerned about his own magic power and chooses to flee far away, even Chuiyun may not be able to catch up.

Even if he could catch up, it would still be a fierce battle, and there might even be variables that he couldn't control. It would be better to drag it out here until the end.

"The Ghost King is alive!"

The powerful ghosts and gods hundreds of feet behind him picked up Tushanjun and instantly merged into the supernatural being behind him.

The mysterious body that was not clear at first was filled with arcs of light.

The clear sky and earth are turned upside down, and the mist sinks and drops of water condense into the river.

Above the river of blood.

In the netherworld.

The body of the phantom ghost seemed to disappear in an instant.

"kill!"

"kill!"

The two of them were shouting together and fighting together.

The phantoms of ghosts and gods affected the entire small world and punched brazenly.

This punch was delivered like a mountain coming.

"This is?"

Lord Chuiyun immediately widened his eyes.

He couldn't believe that the main soul in front of him had actually touched the edge of a saint. Even though the mountains were just similar in shape and had a little charm, there was no need to question it, they were the same thing.

It is the road from the venerable to the saint.

"Mountain!"

“Why is it called a mountain?”

"Because the first small realm of the Five Saint Realms is called the Mountain Realm."

"The Saint of the Mountains."

Chuiyun whispered softly.

At this point, he must go all out and not think about defense, because that punch is too powerful, and if he is not careful, he will die from this punch.

Faced with such magical powers, pure defense is of no use, and there is no way to be sure that you can defend it.

"Before the enemy comes first!"

"Kunpeng's method of defying the sky and slaying the sky."

Lord Chuiyun threw the Tianpeng sword in his hand into the sky.

The long knife merged into Kunpeng, and his body also sank into it.

The sluggish Kunpeng Shenyi once again showed his heroic spirit, igniting the sky and the earth.

"Destroy!"

Hundreds of feet of ghosts and gods roared.

boom.

Boom boom boom!

The two great gods fell like the sun and the moon.

The oscillating ripples completely swept away the entire upper and lower sides.

Even now, most of the Kunpeng Sect's mountain gate has disappeared, leaving only a few corners.

It seems to be the collision of water and thunder, but in fact, Tushanjun's movement is also made of water.

Taiyin refining is originally Xuan Shui, and Shui Zang Lei is not the real thunder.

If Tu Shanjun did not die in the hands of demon cultivators, but instead embarked on the path of immortality, his spiritual root would also be a water spiritual root. I just don’t know whether it is a single-attribute heavenly spiritual root or a spiritual root with other miscellaneous attributes.

"Buzz."

"Buzz buzz buzz."

Kunpeng looked as if he was frozen in place.

Immediately afterwards, countless cracks appeared on his body.

Click.

It's like the starlight disappears.

The magic then shattered into pieces.

Venerable Chuiyun, who had merged into the supernatural, fell down. The Tianpeng Sword in his hand no longer shone, and even the Kunyun Cauldron armor made by the Taoist soldiers was pitted and pitted as if it had been corroded by time.

There were even damages in many places, and there was no way to continue to protect his body.

Bang.

Tushanjun approached boldly.

He grabbed Venerable Chuiyun's head and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, that's it for now!"

Chuiyun struggled to open his only remaining eye.

As if he wanted to see the monk in front of him clearly.

The armor on his face had long since cracked, and even his face was blurred.

"cough."

A large mouthful of blood surged up, and fragments of internal organs were spit out.

"If I die, you won't know what you are going to face."

Tu Shanjun asked: "What?"

"The world."

Chuiyun squeezed out the words from between his teeth: "The pursuit of monks all over the world."
Chapter completed!