Soul Banner!

Looking at this treasure, Zhang Heng's eyes crossed an elusive color, if it is placed in this life, this treasure is enough to set off a bloody storm, but on the earth, it is a pearl covered with dust, and it is in the hands of barbarians......

The figure of the blood-clothed boy suddenly appeared, he looked at the soul flag, but his little face was very serious, and his eyes also showed a solemn color.

"Master, I feel a mortal threat......"

The first time he spoke, it was crisp and crisp, very much in line with his appearance.

"It's normal, you are a machine spirit, and you also belong to a kind of soul, and the soul banner itself is a treasure that devours the soul!" Zhang Heng flicked his fingers, and the small soul flag spun in his palm.

Who would have thought that in this small flag that looked so ordinary, there were millions of souls sealed!

"But if the threat exists, there is no such thing. The blood-clothed boy frowned, and said in thought, "Sometimes it frightens me, and sometimes it makes me feel like it's nothing more than that. ”

"That's because it's not complete. Zhang Heng held the soul banner and said lightly: "The real soul flag, there is no upper limit, the number of millions, but it is just the beginning!"

"Those people I know who have soul flags, walking among the stars, slaughtering cities and destroying countries, killing hundreds of millions of people, waving soul flags, covering the sky and the sun, and roaring ghosts, even true immortals, will also be killed!"

"And this soul banner is only in its initial state. ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng couldn't help laughing.

Even if it is a strange treasure, it needs to be used by someone who knows the goods.

The High Priest was an out-and-out fool, he thought that a million souls would be enough to defy the sky, but in fact it was just thunder and rain, and the name of the soul banner was so big, how could it be done just by accumulating the number of souls?

For immortals, they only need to move their fingers to kill tens of millions of mortals, and these mortal souls in the soul banner can't hurt them at all.

"What does it take to make it complete?" asked the Blood-Clad Boy curiously.

"It's very simple, just condense the main soul!" Zhang Heng said.

"The main soul?" the blood-clothed boy was stunned.

"Similar to a general commanding thousands of troops, with the main soul, these souls will be trained, they can be arranged into a formation, and they can even absorb yin qi to strengthen themselves, and the most important thing is that the appearance of the main soul will break the shackles of the number of soul flags!" Zhang Heng explained.

What he said was the secret of the Soul Flag.

Only when the main soul is condensed, the soul banner can be regarded as a treasure, otherwise, it will not be useful at all.

"Then how do you condense the main soul?" asked the blood-clothed boy.

"It's very simple......" Zhang Heng smiled slightly and took out a jade bottle.

He uncorked the bottle, and a gray smoke poured out, condensing into a human form.

"You, what are you going to do?"

This soul is none other than Venerable Poison Dragon.

He looked at Zhang Heng, his face full of fear.

"Don't worry, I won't let you go. Zhang Heng didn't raise his eyelids, his tone was flat, but the words he said were chilling: "I just want you to be the main soul." ”

"The main soul, what the main soul?"

Venerable Poison Dragon was at a loss.

"You'll find out later. ”

With a wave of Zhang Heng's palm, the soul banner was windless, and a strange attraction directly pulled the soul of the Poison Dragon Venerable into the soul flag.

The moment he entered the soul flag, he shivered, and when he looked up, the endless ghosts made his face change suddenly.

"Am I going to be like that?"

"No, they are ordinary souls, and you are the main soul. ”

Zhang Heng's voice echoed in the soul banner world like Hong Zhong Dalu.

The next moment, the Poison Dragon Venerable found that he had lost control of his body, he hung in the air, and as Zhang Heng continued to pinch the seal, the yin qi was like a river, frantically converging into his body!

It's a very happy thing for the soul.

The Venerable Poison Dragon could clearly feel that his soul was more condensed and strengthened......

However, it was accompanied by a deep unease.

Because this yin qi is not pure, and there are many impurities in it that are difficult for him to describe in words.

These impurities were constantly changing himself, so that there were many more fragments in his memory, and he pieced them together and suddenly showed a look of horror.

"The main soul!

There was anger in his eyes, like a madman's roar.

"Zhang Heng, you are simply inhuman!"

What is the Main Soul?

He already knew.

Forget everything, don't even remember that you are a human, become a machine, only know killing, and with Zhang Heng's will, you will serve in the soul banner for eternity and eternity......

This kind of end is not even as good as the soul is gone!

Zhang Heng was not angry because of his words, if he wanted to, he could reason with the Poison Dragon Venerable, he had killed so many people, such a result was not cruel to him, but he felt that it was not necessary, anyway, after a while, he would be quiet.

"Zhang Heng, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost!"

"Zhang Heng, please, give me a good time!"

"Zhang Daoyou, Grandpa Zhang, please, please......"

His tone grew softer and his voice weaker.

Half an hour later, he finally stopped talking.

His body formed a huge whirlpool.

The rolling yin qi was constantly swallowed by the whirlpool, and his soul body gradually became condensed, so that the form of his whole person changed, like a balloon that had been blown up, he was more than two meters tall, his arms were the thickness of ordinary people's thighs, and a pair of eyes like copper bells flashed with terrifying blood light......

However, when the million souls looked at him, they showed awe.

They looked in the direction of the Poison Dragon Venerable, and gradually prostrate on the ground.

"Main soul, out!"

Zhang Heng's voice suddenly sounded, echoing throughout the Soul Banner World.

At the moment when the voice fell, a bloody light streaked through, leaving a strange blood-colored mark on the Poison Dragon Venerable's forehead.

Poof!

Venerable Poison Dragon knelt on the ground and said angrily.

"Master!"

At the moment when the master spoke, the entire soul banner world rumbled, and there were 100,000 souls in those millions, and suddenly their strength increased greatly, and the yin qi on their bodies surged more than ten times!

"The first main soul is here, in the early stage of Jindan, it is barely ......" Zhang Heng shook his head, not very satisfied.

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of jade bottles appeared in front of him.

Among these jade bottles, there are millions of souls sealed, all of which have been collected by the Vlad family for many years, and they have provoked wars in Africa, and they do not know that they have killed most of them.

These spirits are evidence of sin.

It's just that the high priest is incompetent, although the soul is in hand, but the soul flag has reached the upper limit, so it can only be put aside, after Zhang Heng destroyed the sand city, he also brought these souls out.

Speaking of which, it's cheap for him.

With a wave of his hand, millions of souls poured into the soul flags.

This small banner suddenly flashed with an astonishing blood light, a viscous bloody qi surged, the wind was rolling in the entire cave, and the blood-clothed boy changed color several times, he was very unsuitable for this environment.

Four million souls poured in like a tidal wave.

The main soul pinched the seal, opened up the space, and contained the soul.

However, this seemed to be a little insufficient, but Zhang Heng had already prepared, and he took out two jade bottles, which sealed the souls of two Jindan monks......

He has killed a lot of people in these days, and only three souls have been left, which is already considered a few.

The two souls were condensed into the main soul again, and the three main souls worked together, and the five million souls were settled in an orderly manner.

And the breath of the soul banner also skyrocketed, and a breath that really made people feel trembling permeated in the soul flag.

Zhang Heng's gaze turned over, but he found that the soul banner had changed.

As for the form, it became smaller and became only the size of a palm.

The color is also gradually metamorphosing towards gold.

From the outside, there is not the slightest bit of gloomy and cold atmosphere, who can guess that once this thing is deployed, it will be dark and ghosts are rampant?

"Five million soul flags!" Zhang Heng's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth showed a playful color.

After arriving at the Yuanying Cave Mansion, it is best not to have a late-stage monk provoke him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't mind having another main soul inside the soul banner!