The next day, inside the city of Chang'an.

In a secret underground temple, Yuwen Hu held the spirit banner in both hands, constantly refining. After a while, black power gradually came from this spirit flag, and he immediately felt the breath of Mu Yi and the prince of the ghost clan.

"Mu Yi, you've finally begun!" Yuwen said with joy, he injected his divine sense into the Dao Soul Flag, and began to slowly feel the fluctuations of the spiritual sense on the Spirit Banner.

"This time, Lao Tzu must take down the spirit of the Soul Flag!" Yu Wenhu concentrated his mind wholeheartedly, his divine sense poured into the Soul Banner surgingly, and a burning sensation emanated from the Soul Flag, and the Soul Banner immediately became red.

After a long time, Yuwen Go's divine consciousness continued to penetrate into this spirit flag, and in the past few months, he continued to penetrate into the interior of the spirit flag.

As long as he finds the location of the spirit of the spirit flag, then he has a chance to surrender this machine spirit.

If he can subdue the machine spirit, then he can control the power of the spirit banner without the help of Makuyi.

At this moment, inside the Soul Flag, Yuwen Hu's deepening divine consciousness was blocked by a black array wall. Under normal circumstances, he couldn't break through this formation at all.

"Sure enough, the ability of the Conjuring Banner is hidden in this array wall!" Yuwen Hu said with great joy in his heart, and he felt a faint black mist pass through this array wall and spread to the outside world.

At this moment, as Mu Yi activated the energy of the Soul Banner from a distance, this array wall was loosened a little. Yuwen Hu's divine sense slowly merged into this array wall, and he felt the rhythm on this array wall.

After a short time, Yuwen Go's divine consciousness cautiously passed through this array wall, and he suddenly came to a completely different time and space.

In this time and space, Yuwen Hu seemed to feel the breath of the spirit in the spirit of the conjuring flag, and he was overjoyed in his heart, so he flew into this time and space even faster.

And the other, in Wu'an County, is in the Gathering Spirit Array of the Makuyi Mansion.

The ghostly curtain suddenly sensed a strange aura, and a gloomy chill suddenly came from his body, and his ghostly transformation suddenly began to get out of control, and a thick white mist erupted all over his body!

"What's going on?Why is there such a chill coming from the Soul Flag?" Mu Yi exclaimed in his heart, the cold in his body attacked his heart, and Mu Yi's spiritual sea suddenly began to freeze.

"General!" Outside the formation, Bai Long immediately felt Mu Yi's sudden change and shouted in shock.

He didn't wait for Mu Yi's reply, he immediately pressed his right palm on the formation, and in an instant, his body gradually merged into the formation, the white dragon was shocked, Mu Yi was wrapped in evil energy, and his body had completely turned into a ghost.

"Retreat...... Stand down!" Mu Yi's voice said coldly, his dark blue eyes staring at the white dragon, and a cold murderous aura burst out of his eyes.

"General, what the hell is going on?" Bai Long shouted in horror, the Buddha light on his body instantly bloomed, but the evil aura released by Mu Yi immediately submerged his golden light.

Mu Yi's figure flew by in an instant, and the evil qi covering the white dragon's body suddenly became solidified, and the white dragon's body was immediately frozen.

The white dragon's body stimulated spiritual power, and the evil qi on his body exploded in an instant. But at this moment, Mu Yi's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and a finger stabbed between their eyebrows!

"General!" in an instant, the white dragon exclaimed.

Mu Yi's right hand suddenly stopped. His consciousness was abnormally disordered, and in the spiritual sea of Mu Yi, the power of the golden Xuan Ling bloomed with a scorching light, and the frozen spiritual sea gradually melted.

At this time, Mu Yi's consciousness gradually revived, the dark blue color in his eyes turned into a deep black, and the evil qi on his body began to dissipate, and his whole body withdrew from the ghost state.

"Mu Yi was able to reverse the state of the ghost? How did he do it? Could it be that he was out of control just now?" Bai Long looked at this scene and exclaimed in his heart.

It took a long time for Makuki to fully regain his human form.

"You're not injured, are you?" Mu Yi slowly opened his eyes, looked at the white dragon and said, "No matter what happens in the future, you will not be allowed to enter my formation without my order!"

"The subordinate is guilty!" Bai Long hurriedly shouted, but he saw that Mu Yi's face was calm and his eyes were thoughtful, so he immediately asked softly.

"General, could it be that the ghosting just now was an accident?"

Mu Yi didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Now, Mu Yi could no longer feel the breath of the spirit flag, as if it had been cut off. Mu Yi looked up at the sky, and there was a strong sense of oppression in his heart.

It seems that in the spirit flag, something terrible has quietly been dispatched.

"Yuwen Hu, you're killing yourself!" Mu Yi said angrily.

And at this moment, inside the underground temple of Yuwen Go.

Yuwen Go's divine consciousness wandered rapidly in that strange space, filled with black mist, but none of these mist had the power of restraint, and Yuwen Hu came and went freely.

He stared around, and suddenly saw a dark figure in front of him. From afar, I saw a burly monk, dressed in a black robe, with his face hidden in the shadows.

Suddenly, the man's eyes opened, and a faint blue light shone out.

Yuwen Hu suddenly felt an eerie aura in his heart, and the blue light had a strong gravitational force, and Yuwen Hu's body was completely sucked in, and he rushed towards that person.

"This is the spirit of the Conjuring Flag?damn it, what's going on with this power?" Yuwen Hu shouted in panic, he immediately understood that the binding power in the black mist came from the faint blue light of the monk right now.

"The power of the Heavenly Book, the Sword of the Heart of the Sea!" Yuwen Hu immediately burst out with the majestic power of the Heavenly Book, and an invisible qi sword immediately condensed in his hand, stabbing at that person rapidly.

Suddenly, the black-robed monk blocked with his right hand, and instantly stopped Yuwen Hu's impact.

"This blow of mine was easily blocked by him, who is he sacred?"

"The cage of this seat has finally been opened...... Hahaha........ I didn't expect it to be a human ....... who helped this seat get out of trouble," said the black-robed hoarse voice.

"Getting out of trouble, isn't he a machine spirit, but a master who has been sealed here?" Yuwen Hu was stunned, "Who is he? Could it be the Ghost Emperor of the Ghost Clan? But why is he here?"

"Hahaha..... this seat is the Juntian Soul Flag........ why does this seat appear here? This is the world of this seat......" said the black-robed man with a laugh.

"This can't be, he doesn't have the breath of a spirit flag!" Yuwen Hu exclaimed in his heart.

"Human ...... You are not an adversary to this throne..... submit to this seat... I can spare your life......" the black-robed sneered.

"Hmph, idiot dreams! General Ben is the Otsuka Zai of the Western Wei Dynasty, no matter what your identity is, you have to submit to General Ben!" Yuwen Hu said angrily.

He immediately flew up, and the power of the Heavenly Book exploded wildly again. Yuwen Hu condensed the strongest power of the Heavenly Book, and a huge invisible fell from the sky!

"Sword of Heavenly Heart, Kill!" Yuwen Hu waved his right hand, and the huge qi sword instantly rushed towards the black robe, and the power of the Heavenly Book roared through, and a violent sound came from the space, as if it was about to be shattered, violently vibrating.

"What a strong breath...... But this is the world of this seat........ all your attacks and killings are just in vain........." The black robe sneered, he clasped his hands together, and an inexplicable restraining force immediately erupted in the entire space, firmly entangled Yuwen Hu's qi sword.

Suddenly, Yuwen Hu's huge qi sword shattered.

The black-robed figure flew by in an instant, and a finger pierced between Yuwen Hu's eyebrows, and a black spiritual power instantly poured into Yuwen Hu's body.

"What the hell have you done?" Yuwen Hu quickly stepped back and exclaimed. He found that the spiritual power of the black robe had merged into his body, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Northern Zhou ...... I didn't think that the old man was trapped here...... More than a hundred years have passed!" the black-robed robe recalled.

"Your name is Yuwen Hu?" the black robe asked in a cold voice, just now, the black robe read Yu Wen Hu's memory and knew the general news of Yu Wen Hu.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Yuwen Hu in surprise.

"You will know in the future....... you have been planted with the spiritual poison of this seat........ surrender to this seat, you can ascend to the throne of God to unify the divine state....... but if you dare to resist this seat, you only need a divine thought....... this seat can make you die!" said the black robe gloomily.

"Could it be that he is really the spirit of the Soul Flag? What is the kind of aura I felt before? Could it be that the Spirit Banner has two spirit spirits? This is impossible!" Yuwen Hu thought in a panic, "What did he do to me just now!"

"Where is the spirit of this Soul Flag?" Yuwen Hu pondered for a while and immediately asked.

After two moves just now, he found that the strength of this black robe was extremely strange. In this space, he was completely powerless to parry.

"This seat is the real instrument spirit of the Juntian Soul Flag........" The black robe immediately said, "The Juntian Soul Banner is an ancient magic weapon, condensed by the evil aura emitted by hundreds of millions of heroic souls.

Since ancient times, the heroes have been fighting endlessly, and the Juntian Soul Banner has been destroyed after many battles with peerless powerhouses, and the old man, as a machine spirit, has also become weak because of it.

More than a hundred years ago, the Juntian Soul Banner fell into the forbidden land of the undead in the Soul Banner, and the Emperor of the Soul Banner took advantage of the weakness of the seat to seal the Soul Flag, and his divine sense was integrated into the Soul Flag, replacing the position of the Soul Banner and becoming the new spirit of the Soul Flag!

But now, this seat has been freed from the predicament, and the divine consciousness of the Emperor of the Hidden Water has been expelled by this seat!"

"He turned out to be the spirit of the Conjuring Flag? It turns out that the Conjuring Banner is not a sacred relic of the Ghost Clan, it is a treasure of the ancient period!" Yuwen Hu thought of this, and his heart was suddenly surprised.

Since he's just a machine spirit, why can't you use his abilities?!

"Dare to ask what the seniors are called?" Yuwen Hu's expression slowed slightly, and he immediately asked the black robe.

"Whatever you want!" the black robe sneered, his eyes staring at Yuwen Go, as if he had read through his thoughts.

"Master!" Yuwen Hu immediately shouted, only to see that the black robe had no objection to this title.

"Yuwen Hu, the time for you and me has come, go out with this seat!" The black robe waved his sleeve, and the surrounding space immediately changed. Suddenly, Yuwen Hu felt a strange power. ()

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