The Imperial Soul Banner, one of the magic weapons of the Descending Technique.

It is rumored that it was based on the Maoshan technique as a guide, combined with the theory of ghost arts, and practiced in a sacrifice.

When ordinary people approach this flag, the three souls and seven spirits can be disturbed and thus ingested by the flag, and the ghosts of the world, when they encounter this flag, can be included in it and become puppets.

The effect of this flag is somewhat similar to that of the black and white impermanent spirit flag, which is an unusual object in the ghost path.

This flag was first refined by a ghost master in the Song and Yuan dynasties, but after years of hardships, it was damaged seven or eight times on the way, and the power was not as good as before, and then I didn't know how it came to the hands of the five descending mages.

If you don't have this flag in hand, the ability of the five descending mages may not even be as good as the rudder, but with this flag, it will be like a tiger with wings, and it should not be underestimated.

Li Changsheng stared at the Imperial Soul Banner, smiled faintly, and said, "I didn't expect that the Imperial Soul Banner, which had disappeared for a long time, was actually in your hands. ”

The Five Descent Mages smiled coldly and said, "When I was young, I also traveled out of the 100,000 Great Mountains and found this flag in a tomb. ”

"It's kind of interesting." Li Changsheng bowed slightly.

The Master of the Five Descents said, "If you let me out, all the promises I made to you will be fulfilled, if not...... I have the Imperial Soul Banner in hand, if you want to kill me, I will fight with you to break the net, who wins and who loses, is not yet in the fixed number. ”

After Li Changsheng heard this, he laughed out loud and said, "Definite number? If you, a person who cultivates the art of lowering your head, believe in a fixed number, how can you enter this door? ”

"Of course I don't believe in fixed numbers, I only believe in myself."

The Five Descending Mages said with a hideous expression.

When the words fell, I saw him wave the Soul Flag in his hand, and immediately cast the Ghost Command.

All of a sudden, black gas billowed out, surging out of the Imperial Soul Banner, covering the sky, as if it was about to swallow the earth.

In the gloomy darkness, the terrible ghost howl resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking in the mountains and forests, enough to make all beasts bow their heads, and many ghosts, fluttering, rushed out of the soul flag, suspended in the surrounding air.

Li Changsheng pinched the seal of the magic formula with both hands, and recited in his mouth: "Lin, soldiers, fights, people, all, arrays, columns, fronts, and lines......

As soon as the nine-character mantra of the Daomen came out, the golden light shone brightly, and the aura of Haoran vibrated out.

For a moment, nine golden characters appeared in the void.

The hundred ghosts were frightened again and again, and they didn't dare to approach in an instant.

When the Five Descending Mages saw it, they shouted: "Go." ”

The hundred ghosts received the order, but they didn't dare not go up, and for a while, the black pressure gas came up, and they only saw the ghost shadow flickering non-stop, approaching Li Changsheng.

"Buzz".

The nine-character mantra of the Daomen flashed with golden light, and the hundred ghosts who rushed forward were suddenly wiped out, without any chance to struggle.

Li Changsheng smiled coldly and walked towards the Five Descent Mage.

The Five Descent Mage hurriedly retreated, and the Imperial Soul Banner in his hand shook again.

I only felt that the sky was shaking, and the huge might, like a volcanic eruption, poured out, and above the ground, the dead branches and scattered leaves were swept up by the wind, and the sky was full of dust.

The energy swept over and rushed straight towards Li Changsheng.

A sound of prestige, as if emerging from Li Changsheng's face, only saw the nine-character mantra of the Daomen, the golden light was shining, shattering the void, and the majestic power destroyed the withering and decaying, and in the monstrous darkness, it bloomed with brilliant fireworks.

Seeing this, the five-descending mage held the Imperial Soul Banner and came in a flash.

The huge offensive roared with a thick roar, as if it was about to swallow up the mountains and rivers between heaven and earth.

Endless brilliance fell to the ground, and the billowing demonic aura also fell into the sky.

Thundered......

Loud noises kept coming.

As soon as the five-descending mage approached, the nine-character mantra of the Dao Gate flashed, and the huge power vibrated over, and he hurriedly raised the Soul Flag to resist, and his body couldn't help but shake, and he retreated one after another.

The breeze blew slowly, and the earth seemed to become very silent.

The surging power, constantly invading, the light flashed out, extremely sharp.

The posture of the Five Descending Mages was constantly changing, and he was so shocked that cold sweat was about to flow down.

The power of the Imperial Ghost Banner was unexpectedly unable to resist even the nine-character mantra of the Daomen that Li Changsheng pinched out with his bare hands.

The famous skill of the Five Descending Mages, at this time, seems to be nothing more than that.

I only saw a flash of the nine-character mantra of the Daomen, and a deep chill broke through all the darkness and gloom, like the dawn sun, illuminating everything.

A flash of energy flashed in an instant.

The expression of the five-descending mage changed, and he held the Soul Banner and wanted to block it.

I only heard a "bang", and the cold light flashed.

The silver-white short sword appeared in Li Changsheng's hand at some point, splitting the Imperial Soul Banner in half at once.

"This ......"

The whole person of the Five Descending Mages was startled.

The power of this Imperial Soul Banner is extremely powerful, how can ordinary things be able to split it?

But Li Changsheng made such an understatement of the sword, and the Imperial Soul Banner was split into two, and the five-descending mage was suddenly stupid.

Oops, run.

A thought arose in the heart of the Five Descending Mages, and he didn't dare to fight again, so he turned around and wanted to escape.

I saw that his figure flickered, turned into a black shadow, and hurried to the distance.

Li Changsheng saw it in his eyes, smiled coldly, and said, "This is the fixed number......

The words fell, and a magic seal was played.

The golden magic seal pushed away horizontally, kicking up thousands of feet of smoke and dust, and the surging momentum followed closely behind the five descending mages.

"Don't kill me...... Don't kill me......"

The Five Descending Mages were shocked and shouted.

But as soon as his voice came out, he was instantly engulfed by a huge prestige, and the rolling offensive, like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, surging in, everywhere he went, cut off all the demons and evil in the world, and there was no one who could stop it.

The waves of qi in the sky completely engulfed the figure of the Five Descending Mages.

Li Changsheng didn't even look at it, and confidently turned around and left.

Behind him, the heart-rending screams seemed to melt into the flying leaves, drifting away with the breeze, and disappeared.

The altar of the Dark Witch Sect has long been reduced to ruins.

Yang Xuanzi led dozens of disciples of Dragon and Tiger Mountain to sweep away all the Black Witch Cultists, and those who dared to resist would be killed.

Everything that happened here was outside the formation, but no one knew.

Li Changsheng rushed back to the altar of the Black Witch Sect, only to see two Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain, helping the frightened little girl from Liujia Village, and walking out of the altar.

"Senior Li ......"

Yang Xuanzi hurriedly stepped forward and shouted respectfully.

Li Changsheng nodded and said, "Let someone send this girl back to the village...... Leave a Taoist priest in the village, if something happens in Liujia Village, you can notify us in time. ”

"Okay...... Yang Xuanzi nodded and ordered to go down.

Li Changsheng looked around, only to see that part of the mountain forest had been submerged in the sea of fire.

The previous day the fire wizard was killed, and many heavenly fires fell to the ground and burned.

"Let the rest of the disciples put out the fire...... Then we go back to Wuyue Village......"

Yang Xuanzi said: "Senior Li...... Can you find out the place where the Dark Witch Cult is headquartered? ”

Li Changsheng smiled and said, "I already know...... However, the top priority is not to go to the main altar of the Dark Witch Sect, this battle will soon spread to the 100,000 mountains, and then all the evil forces will unite to encircle and suppress us......"

Yang Xuanzi frowned slightly and said, "Then what should we do?" ”

Li Changsheng said: "Go back to Wuyue Village...... I will set up a formation barrier to protect the village...... Avoid cults and demons and come to take revenge...... In the past few days, we all need to be careful, we don't need to go out of the village again, so that the villagers can prepare food for use, and there will be a fierce battle in the near future......"

After Li Changsheng finished speaking, he took a deep breath.

Yang Xuanzi nodded hurriedly, with a happy face, and said, "Yes...... Obey the instructions of Senior Li ......"

This battle made Yang Xuanzi know Li Changsheng's strength, and he didn't dare to despise it anymore, so he naturally respected it a lot.

So far, those who died at the hands of Li Changsheng include the three fox immortals under the Seven Holy Seats of Minshan, the Hundred Gu Scattered People of the Ghost Gu Hall, the five descending mages of the Descending Sect, and the helmsman of the Black Witch Sect (including Meng Tianhu).

When the news came out, it shook 100,000 mountains, and the forces of all parties gathered with each other overnight to discuss the matter.

(End of chapter)