The pitch-black banner is like a black hole in the void space, with endless black hair-like soul threads entangled, and distorted faces, as if suffering from hell, twisted to reveal endless hideousness. One by one, twisted, tangled, entangled under this clear sky. It was as if even the light had become distorted and absorbed.

This small banner seemed to jump out of the endless dimensional space and appeared above Han Zaixin's head, and as soon as Pu appeared, it directly enveloped Han Zaixin's whole body, but strangely avoided the body of Lu Qingxuan, who was held in Han Zaixin's arms. It seems that it is only aimed at Han Zaixin alone, and for everything else, it is not in its goal at all.

Bursts of painful groans are like the call of a terrible ghost from hell, to choose people to eat. The endless sunlight sprinkled by the scorching sun in the sky had all turned gray at this time, and in front of the door of this Sword Sect Ancestor Hall, the sky seemed to be obscured by a gray cloud. A suffocating atmosphere appeared in this space, and people had to increase their breathing force to keep their breathing smooth so that they would not suffocate to death.

Qing Xuanzi's boy had already opened his mouth and gasped for breath at this time, although his identity was Qing Xuanzi, the sitting boy of the Sword Sect's real person, even if he saw the Sword Sect Elder, he didn't look down at all, but his cultivation was not high, and he only had the realm of Qi Perfection. Under this heavy pressure, I suddenly felt as if a mountain had been pressed on my body. It seems that the soul in the body is about to leave the body. It was only affected by the faint aftermath of the pitch-black flag. If that thing had been aimed at him, he would have been dead and could no longer die.

But at this time, he looked at the figure standing in the darkness of the light in horror. That's right, it's a pitch-black light, and it stands to reason that since it's pitch black, you can't see anything, just like the night sky, and you can't see your fingers. But this darkness is strangely light, it is a kind of indescribable light, it is clear that there is darkness in the sight, but there is a figure in this darkness, it is so firm and unyielding, the straight backbone, it seems to hold up a piece of heaven.

Han Zaixin was also struggling to hold on at this time, his ears were full of screams of ghosts, and he went straight into his mind sadly. It seemed like a small sealed container, constantly being injected by an endless river at this moment, and he felt that his mind was about to explode. Bursts of visionary scenes kept coming to his mind, and he seemed to have become a member of the endless souls at this moment, having his own life at the beginning, but one day, a huge black banner appeared in the sky.

The black banner covered the sky like a lead cloud, covering the whole sky, and the earth was dark, as if an endless storm was coming. Then from the black flags, a number of monsters poured out, and the scale armor of the forest looked hideous, glowing with a light like a thunderbolt. They roared and roared towards the earth, which began to tremble like a piece of paper, and the endless mountains were easily toppled down in front of these monsters as if they were stacked with building blocks. It fell with a bang, and then the earth was completely torn apart.

Endless lava poured out of the cracks in the earth, drowning everything on the earth, only hundreds of people were struggling to survive, only the helpless eyes staring at the sky, issuing the last question of life. But all this is not the end, but the beginning of a nightmare.

I saw that the phantoms on the dead people were absorbed by the black flags, slowly rising towards the sky, and then were pulled by a strong suction force and submerged into the black lead cloud in the sky. When I got inside, I realized that dying was just the beginning of hell. Endless resentment and yin energy hit the souls of these innocent people, turning them into ghosts, and endless ferocity was bred in their hearts, wanting to kill all the living creatures in this world that came into their sight.

The Demon Sect refines this inhumane magic weapon, called the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and the ten thousand characters here are not a specific number, but a virtual word, indicating that there are many unjust souls and ghosts in it. The refining of each Ten Thousand Soul Banner requires the death of millions, or even tens of millions of people, to be completed, and in this vast land, there are not many others, and ordinary people are the most. As the most common race in the heavens and worlds, the human race is spread all over the world, and there are footprints of the human race in every small world, either the overlord of this world, or the slave of another race, or even food.

But no matter what, the number of human races is the largest among the heavens, and refining a magic weapon like the Ten Thousand Soul Banner is only a hair of ten million cattle for the total number of human races. Insignificant, so to speak. But for the Demon Sect, such a magic weapon is their most handy treasure, and it is also their favorite magic weapon. Therefore, every minute and every second, countless mortals were killed by the Demon Sect monks, refining them into living souls, and even puppet-like ghosts.

This time, in order to deal with Han Zaixin, who was like a peerless demon in the Sword Sect, the Demon Sect, one of the five overlords in the 100,000 mountains, used their most handy means to borrow the powerful treasure of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner to attack and kill Han Zaixin's soul. This kind of method is a common means in the Demon Sect, they will never be merciful to the righteous path, this method is the purest, as long as the other party does not specifically restrain this treasure against the attack of the Yuan Shen True Spirit, then it will not be able to escape this catastrophe.

Han Zaixin is also destined to have this catastrophe, because the Sword Sect's master Qing Xuanzi is already a super high-level attention to Han Zaixin and Drunk Xiaoyao, and the qualifications shown by Drunk Xiaoyao can only be regarded as Tianjiao, coupled with the background of the Drunken Clan in the Sword Sect, it is not difficult to keep him safe. Therefore, Drunk Xiaoyao was handed over to Drunk Changfeng by him, and Han Zaixin was personally taken by him to the Ancestor Hall to hide, with the help of the super magic weapon of the Ancestor Hall, the last fortress of the Sword Sect, he was originally able to avoid these demonic secret methods.

But who would have thought that Han Zaixin's master Lu Qingxuan would suddenly go west at this time, Han Zaixin, the treasure bump in the heart of the Sword Sect Sect, actually walked out of the boundless prohibition of the Ancestor Hall unscathed, this situation is simply the will of heaven. Moreover, drunk Changfeng went to the rescue, and actually swept by directly, and did not stop in the Ancestor Hall, but galloped directly towards Shoujian Peak, this change was even more unexpected by everyone. Therefore, Han Zaixin's catastrophe can be said to be unavoidable, Qing Xuanzi is not here at this time, otherwise I am afraid that this must be because the body of the five elements is not allowed in the world, and he is jealous of the heavens, so such a coincidental catastrophe has descended.

But all this Qing Xuanzi didn't know, he was at this time to Qi Feng Wutong tree carved into the phoenix eye, one after another remnants in front of his arm, this is the first time he doesn't remember, in this cloud of red smoke, has been lifelike phoenix is constantly shining, but that small head is only in that moment, even with electric flint to describe it feels too long, at that moment the wolf stained with dragon blood ink in that small eye socket, how difficult is it?

The most difficult thing is not that the action is not fast enough, as a sword cultivator, Qing Xuanzi's shot can be described as a thunderbolt, and dozens of swords can be stabbed in an instant, and each sword can open mountains and split stones. But that is under the blessing of the true element, and it is also a sword against the enemy.

But at this time, it is not the kind of battlefield where either you die or I die, but in refining weapons, and the practice is not the kind of sword weapon that can be tempered thousands of times. It's a kind of subtle sigil. The slightest mistake in this kind of talisman will make a big mistake, so the finishing touch must be correct, and it must be pointed right at the point in the middle of the eye socket. And you can't use the true yuan to imprison that red phoenix, that's a big taboo.

The previous failures were all at the last moment, because the angle was wrong, or the fleeting opportunity was missed, so Qing Xuanzi stopped his hand again and again, without using the true element, only relying on his own reaction, and the manipulation of the body, all of this seemed to be so difficult, every time it was so bad, and it was useless again and again, although the true yuan in the body was as quiet as stagnant water, but it also began to churn slightly.

As a void martial realm, Qing Xuanzi, who stood at the peak of this small world, was at the peak of his own true element, but at this time, he had experienced countless failures that he couldn't remember, and it was difficult for him to control the turmoil of the true element in his body, which shows how many times he had failed. Although not long has passed, with the speed of his Void Martial Realm, in this short period of time, it is enough to experiment hundreds or thousands of times, but not a single one of them has been successful.

"You kid, you're really like a cow! Do you only know how to use brute force? That kid can't hold on? If you don't succeed again, I'm afraid he will fall under the Demon Sect's Ten Thousand Soul Banners!" hehe......" Jian Xuan Lao Dao said at this time.

"Senior Uncle, didn't Senior Brother Drunken Changfeng go to save him?" Qing Xuanzi said in surprise.

"Drunken boy! He received a message from his family in the middle of the road, and the eight generations of great-great-grandsons of his family were also attacked by the magic of the Buddha's law of cause and effect at the same time, and a burst of Sanskrit chanting enveloped the ancestral hall of the drunken family of Shoujian Peak, hehe...... Is it really my Sword Sect that is easy to bully?" Sword Void Old Dao said cool words in his mouth, and he didn't see any action, this Sword Sect's highest ranking power, he has always been mysterious and secretive, his temper is hot, and his mouth is stinky. is always unexpected, and even makes people feel that he does not seem to be the biggest backer of the Sword Sect, no matter how you look at it, it is unreliable. But only three or two people know what this old Taoist did behind his back, what it means to the Sword Sect, and it can even be said that the Sword Sect can not continue to decline now, and this Sword Void Old Dao has made great contributions.