When I faced the tens of thousands of bone soldiers alone with the spirit banner in my hand, I saw them suddenly stop their progress.

These Demon Dao disciples who died in battle, although their divine consciousness has been completely destroyed, they still remember the moment I sacrificed the Demon Dao Soul Flag!

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

However, they still remember the spirit banner of the Demon Path!

My eyes were filled with tears, my vision blurred, and I seemed to see the scene before they set out for battle. The general stepped on the stage with a spirit flag, and thousands of soldiers from the demon road took an oath.

It was a slaughtering autumn night, and the Demon Dao battlefield was heavily armed......

The white-boned warriors formed a formation in the face of the spirit flags, and the swords in their hands were neat and picturesque.

The white bone demon will come from behind, step by step, faltering.

As a Demon Warrior, she had suffered the most crazy blows in her life, so much so that even if she turned on her spiritual consciousness and turned into a white bone general, she still couldn't walk normally.

She walks in a peculiar way, taking a step first, then leaning forward halfway through, almost dragging herself forward.

This walking posture is extremely ugly, even ridiculous.

But I saw tears welling up in my eyes, and my heart trembled.

The White Bone Demon walked slowly, and it was a long, long time before he reached the Conjuring Banner.

I saw her reach out her bony fingers to touch the flag, but eventually stopped when she was still an inch away from it.

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

"The five elements travel with me, and all beings in the four seas are destined. Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and the nameless palace is full of good words. ”

It was a proverb that surprised me when I finished it. Because I have never heard of this proverb, but it comes out of my mouth.

The White Bone General was stunned for a moment, and then his whole body began to tremble.

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

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

After a long time, she raised the remnants of the army in her hand and took the lead in turning into a puff of black mist and submerging into the spirit flag.

After her, the thousands of white-bone soldiers also turned into black qi, and all of them were absorbed by the spirit flag.

When I woke up, the night had passed.

I sat cross-legged on the ground, and the ink-black Immortal Elixir had now turned snow-white. The black color faded, representing that the will of the White Bone Demon General had dissipated, and the remnants of the thousands of battle souls had returned to nothingness with them.

Like the merman's tears, this purified Heroic Spirit Pill has also become the most yin and pure treasure, and the effect of solidifying the yuan and concentrating is still above the merman's tears. This is where the five-colored brilliance that the shepherd saw came from.

I took the Heroic Spirit Pill into my arms, and did not rush to leave, but continued to cross-kneel to perceive the changes in my body.

True Qi flowed in my body, filling my whole body, and the ocean was surging endlessly.

All of this is a gift from the White Bone Warrior, she gave me all her True Qi and the True Qi of those White Bone Warriors, even the Yuan Shen Realm would not absorb the True Qi in the Heroic Spirit Pill so thoroughly.

I don't have a primordial god, but that side of the spirit banner is equivalent to my primordial god.

It is the most precious inheritance left to me by the Demon Dao Patriarch, which evolved from the Seven Kills Personality in my sea of consciousness, and it is also my most powerful hole card.

It's a pity that I can't use it as I like now, and I can't control this spirit banner freely until I condense my own primordial spirit and merge with its natal life.

At this time, it was already dark, and I walked out of the secret room to see the Buddha.

Her current situation is much more serious than I imagined, the Buddha is not a cultivator, and the physique is already very weak, and the True Qi technique that Zhang Fan penetrated into her body was too domineering, and it only took one night for her vitality to almost wither.

Now she is still in a severe coma, and judging from the black qi between her eyebrows, the true qi has begun to eat away at her heart.

If she is not treated in time, it is estimated that before I take her to Qixia Mountain, her people will be tortured to death by Zhang Fan's true qi.

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 Yuan and concentrate the mind, although it cannot dissolve Zhang Fan's True Qi, but it can help the Buddha protect his heart and keep the consciousness of the gods.

The Heroic Spirit Pill melted in his mouth, and soon it had an effect in the Buddha's body, the black qi between his eyebrows dissipated, and his face was a little bloody.

After a while, I saw her and began to frown, which showed that she had realized that she had returned to her place and was in pain. Then, slowly, she opened her eyes.

"You're awake. Don't move, I'll take you to Qixia Mountain now. ”

"What are you going to do in Qixia Mountain?" The 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 the Maoshan faction in Qixia Mountain to find someone to resolve it, and by the way, I will seek justice for you." I said.

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

"Hehe, 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 ancestors of the Wang family, and the so-called fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond. I'm going to make a big deal out of it, and the Maoshan faction is bound to be angry with the Wang family.

But the Wang family has no other choice now, even if they abandon the life and death of the Buddha, it is impossible to win the understanding of the Maoshan faction, and they will offend me because of this.

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

"Mr. Xie, Zhang Ruoxu of the Maoshan faction has already condensed the Yuan Shen, if you make a big fuss, I am afraid that Jiang Xingxing will not be able to administer justice for you at that time." The ancestor of the Wang family said.

"Is Genshin strong? Let's get ready for the car, and now we will go to Qixia Mountain. ”

Qixia Mountain is the northern branch of Maoshan wedged into the Nanjing area, and the whole mountain peaks and peaks are stacked.

There is a Qixia Mountain, half of the history of Jinling reputation.

Although the foundation of the Maoshan faction's Taoism is not in Qixia Mountain, Qixia Mountain is still one of the most valued secular dojos of the Maoshan faction.

The Taoist temple of Maoshan faction in Qixia Mountain is located on Fengxiang Peak, because there is a temple of Sanmao Palace in ancient times, Fengxiang Peak is also called Sanmao Peak. And this Taoist temple is also known as Sanmao Temple, and the statue of Sanmao Patriarch is enshrined in the temple.

There are perennial disciples of the Maoshan Sect in the Sanmao Temple, and the masters of the Zhenqi realm are common, and occasionally there are fairy-like figures from the Xuanguan realm who come here to preach. And 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 gate of the Taoist temple.

In the face of the reprimand of the disciples of Sanmaoguan, the Wang family did not dare to go with me, so I had to hold the Buddha in person and break into it alone step by step.

The disciples guarding the gate were only psychic cultivators, so naturally they couldn't resist my killing intent, and they all showed frightened expressions and ran to the backyard to spread the word.

I didn't intend to settle things at all this time, I just wanted to see how Sanmaoguan came to send me this big Buddha.

Before refining and absorbing the Heroic Spirit Pill, I was already not afraid of anyone under the entrance, and now I have a surging ocean of true qi, even if the entrance is cultivated, I have the determination to fight, just see if anyone dares to pick it up!

I am in the realm of Zhenqi, and if the Maoshan faction dares to let the masters of the entrance make a move on me, it is equivalent to not taking Jiang Xueyang in their eyes.

Under the persecution of the killing machine step by step, I walked all the way unhindered, and soon came to the backyard where the disciples of the inner sect of Sanmaoguan practiced.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Dao Friendship Heavy Killing Machine." An old man from Sanmaoguan came up to me and asked me.

"Zhang Fan is not here?" I asked coldly.

"Senior Brother Zhang is practicing in the inner hall, I don't know what your friend is looking for him?" Lao Dao asked.

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

"Xie Lan, you are so bold, so rude to trespass on my Maoshan faction, do you really not take my Maoshan faction in your eyes?"

As soon as this chapter came up, he gave me a big hat, and he didn't say a word about the evil things he had committed.

"Zhang Fan, you ignore the laws of Taoism, do something to mortals who don't know how to practice, and seriously injure the Buddha with the god of Maoshan Mountain, and I am here today to seek justice for the Wang family." I said.

"Do you want justice for the Wang family? I'm afraid that in a few days, there will be no more Wang family in Jinling. Zhang Fan said with a resentful face. Hehe, if there is no longer a Wang family in Jinling, I can guarantee that there will be no more Sanmao Temple in Qixia Mountain! ”