Millions of Soul Flags?

As soon as they heard this name, the four disciples, including Ning Feng, Fu Fei, Shi Yongyuan, and Xin Yuan, felt as if a chill had spread out from the million soul flags and burrowed into their bodies, making people feel cold all over their bodies.

Even if it was Lu Qingshan, when he heard this name, he felt as if a cold wind was blowing.

At the same time, a bold guess was bred in Lu Qingshan's mind.

Lu Qingshan took a deep breath, looked at the million soul flags intently, and said, "Uncle Shi, could it be that there are millions of souls in there?"

Zhen Han's gaze slowly swept over the five people's bodies, and when his eyes finally fell on Lu Qingshan's body, his eyes showed expectation.

Zhen Han raised his eyes, with heaviness, and looked at the million soul flags, and said: "More than a hundred years ago, a bloodthirsty saint slaughtered dozens of human sects and cities, killing more than one million people, and finally refined this million soul flags......

Zhen Han's words made everyone feel numb!

Millions of people were slaughtered like this?

Zhen Han continued: "Later, the Patriarch Yuan Ling Sword Saint was furious, chased and killed the other party for seven days and seven nights, severely injured him, and at the same time suppressed this million soul flags here, and then prepared to find a high-ranking monk to surpass the soul in the soul flags.

However, before he could find the enlightened monk, an accident occurred, which caused the patriarch to fall!

After the fall of the Patriarch, there was no longer enough strength to suppress the Millions of Soul Banners, so that the Millions of Soul Banners could get out of trouble, and then occupy half of the world here!

Fortunately, we held the other half of the world and took the exit into our own hands.

For more than 100 years, we have been fighting against the Million Soul Banners for the control of this side of the world, and then suppress the Million Soul Banners again. ”

Lu Qingshan was very surprised in his heart, Yuanlingmen still had such a mission?

Could it be that this is the duty of a sequence disciple?

Lu Qingshan thought secretly.

At this time, Zhen Han continued.

"At first, we were basically in a very delicate balance with the Million Soul Banners, but in recent years, it seems that the Million Soul Banners have undergone some kind of special mutation, which has increased our strength a lot, causing us to retreat one after another. ”

While speaking, Zhen Han raised his hand and pointed into the distance, and said, "With your eyesight, you may not be able to see it, but in fact, now, millions of soul flags have occupied at least sixty percent of the world, and we only have forty percent left!"

What the?

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts trembled.

There are only forty percent left?

Lu Qingshan felt a little dry in his mouth, and he thought of a lot of questions in an instant, and hurriedly asked, "Uncle Shi, what will happen if the million soul flags occupy ten percent?"

Zhen Han closed his eyes, and a sadness emanated from his body, and after a long time, his eyes opened and closed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "If it is ten, then a million soul flags will come out, and the Yuan Lingmen will be destroyed!"

"Elder Taishang, this is the place of my Yuan Ling Sect, I will never allow this to happen!" Ning Feng gritted his teeth, and a killing intent appeared in his eyes.

"Elder Taishang, may I ask how to stop this tragedy?" Fu Fei clenched his fists, bowed deeply, and asked.

"Elder Taishang, the disciple is willing to go to the soup for the sect!" Shi Yongyuan hugged his fists.

When the three of them heard this, their hearts trembled, and they immediately spoke one by one.

Immediately after, Xin Yuan spoke.

Immediately, everyone looked at Lu Qingshan, and Lu Qingshan seemed to be in deep thought.

After waiting for a while, Lu Qingshan woke up from his contemplation, raised his head and said, "Senior Uncle, how can we compete for control with the Million Soul Banners?"

Zhen Han put his hands behind his back and sighed softly: "This is what I want to show you below......

Wow!

The boat descended slowly, and only stopped when it was still a hundred feet above the ground.

"Look ...... below"

Immediately, the five of them stood on the edge of the boat, bent down and looked down.

At the junction below, there are nine very large canyons.

Each canyon is like a long ravine, and the terrain inside is very complex.

But in general, there are three avenues in the canyon.

Nowadays, fierce clashes are breaking out on the avenue.

One of them was full of ghosts, and the ghosts cried wolf howls.

They are souls from among the millions of soul flags, and their strength is very terrifying.

There is another party, which is naturally a disciple of the Yuan Ling Sect, and every disciple is a cultivator of the Spirit Yuan Realm.

However, their battle has little to do with cultivation, and it is more of a battle of spiritual power.

Nine canyons, as if there are nine battlefields, four of them, the Yuanling Gate occupies the upper hand, but the other five, the Yuanling Gate occupies the lower hand.

The crowd stood in mid-air.

It can be said that everything in the battlefield is at a glance.

For a moment, there was silence in mid-air.

Finally, as time passed, the battle in the nine canyons below was nearing its end.

Another moment passed, and all the battles were over.

The disciples of Yuanlingmen won four and lost five.

Overall, the Yuanlingmen was defeated!

Whining!

The sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves rang out from afar.

Lu Qingshan suddenly turned around and looked, and on the sky, the black began to spread, as if the proportion of the world controlled by the million soul flags was a little more.

Everyone felt a heavy weight in their hearts.

Lu Qingshan clenched his fists, he already had a note in his heart, and he would definitely suppress the million soul flags again and regain control.

"Let's go!" Zhen Han waved his hand, and the boat immediately flew out of the range of the battlefield, and finally landed under the ancient tree that had left at first.

Everyone stepped down from the boat, and the boat flew away with a "boom".

"What you have seen and heard today, you go back and digest it carefully! Half a month later, you will participate in the battle! That is the first battle for you to become a disciple of the sequence!"

Zhen Han's heart also seemed to be a little heavy, and his figure slowly left.

Ning Feng, Fu Fei, and Shi Yongyuan glanced at Lu Qingshan one by one, with a war intent in their eyes, and then left one after another.

Obviously, they wanted to compete with Lu Qingshan.

Xin Yuan didn't leave, chose to stay, raised his eyes to look at Lu Qingshan, and said, "Senior Brother Lu, what do you think of the battle in half a month?"

Lu Qingshan's eyes were thoughtful, and when he heard Xin Yuan's question, Lu Qingshan smiled and said, "Perhaps, what I am not afraid of the most is the soul......

In a word, Xin Yuan was a little inexplicable when he heard it, and he couldn't guess what Lu Qingshan meant, but the only thing Xin Yuan could be sure of was that Lu Qingshan seemed to have the means to restrain those souls?

Lu Qingshan returned to Tingfeng Tower and immediately practiced.

This time for cultivation, Lu Qingshan already had a plan, and he had to spend half of his time every day to practice the first layer of "Soul Killing" of the "Divine Soul Immortal Technique".

Lu Qingshan did this for the first battle in half a month.

In this battle, only victory, not defeat!

(End of chapter)